Of course, not all magic swordsmen are stupid. If you want to become a magic swordsman with both magic and martial arts skills, talent, talent and hard work are all indispensable.
Becoming a Magic Swordsman is equivalent to a mage throwing away his staff and picking up a long sword to practice swordsmanship from scratch. Different from the ordinary arcane mage and rune mage systems, the growth process of the Magic Swordsman system is more difficult.
Those who succeed are naturally stronger and can beat the mage at the same level.
A magic swordsman like Lagruni who abandoned his weapons to temper his body and used magic to control his weapons had to spend more than double the effort and time.
In fact, even among magic swordsmen, there are very few strong men like Lagruni who abandon all external objects, focus on tempering the body, and apply melee magic to their proficiency. If Lagruni had a life-and-death showdown with the Archmage,
, while the Archmage was still reading the note, Lagruni had already chopped off the Archmage's head with the glow sword that restrained magic.
Because of this, Lagruni's strength ranks high even among the talented Night Blades. He is under the personal control of the emperor and is specifically responsible for finding and protecting Sivir. Of course,
Yes, being able to receive this favor is not unrelated to the fact that Lagruni comes from the Gerrist family.
Lagruni didn't explain much about how powerful he was, and turned around to leave. After all, the order given to him by Lester was just to guard, not to be Sivir's servant.
At this moment, there was a noise outside the camp. Another magic swordsman trotted to Lagruni and said something in a low voice. Sivir could see that Gujing Wubo Lagruni's face suddenly became serious.
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The girl felt a little more curious.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Following Lester's instructions, Lagruni did not reveal Lester's true identity.
"My master is here, Miss Sivir, please come with me and see the master together."
With his heart skipping a beat, Sivir quickly adjusted his clothes and followed Lagruni in small steps. He was a little nervous.
At the gate of the camp, Lester was helping Syndra into an empty room. After two consecutive super-distance teleportations, the tired Syndra needed a good rest.
As soon as Sindra was put on the bed, Lagruni's respectful voice came from outside the door.
"Master, Miss Sivir has been brought here."
"Come in together."
"yes."
Two people came in one after another, followed by the younger version of Wheel Mom. The leader was none other than the genius of the Jarrist family, the Night Blade Shadow-level assassin, and the top magic swordsman Lagruuni Jay.
Lister.
"Master, fortunately you have lived up to your fate."
Lagruni knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully to Lester who was sitting beside the bed.
"You did a great job, thank you for your hard work."
"It is my honor to share my master's worries."
Lester's face was gentle as he approved Lagruni's work, and then looked at the somewhat reserved Sivir.
"La Gruni, is this beautiful lady Miss Sivir?"
Lagruni raised his head and said seriously.
"Master, just like this, Miss Sivir can not only quickly master the use of Chalikar, but also resonate with Chalikar and turn Chalikar into its complete form..."
As he spoke, Lagruni gave instructions to Sivir, whose eyes were uncertain.
"Miss Sivir, this is my master and will also be your master. The master's name is 'Lester'. Do not offend the master. Please remember this."
"Ah, oh, I understand."
Sivir lowered her head in panic. She thought that Lagruni's master must be at least a dignified middle-aged man, but unexpectedly he was a young man in his early twenties. She was a little stunned for a moment. When she realized what she was doing, Sivir
Only then could he imitate Lagruni and kneel down to salute the noble and handsome black-haired young man, but the courtesy of a minister that should have been clean and tidy looked somewhat different.
"That, that, Lord... Lester, my name is Sivir, uh... hello."
Clumsy tongue is not enough to describe Sivir's state at this time. The girl's tongue seemed to be knotted, and she could not even finish a sentence.
Lagruni frowned and was about to scold Sivir for being rude, but saw Lester wave his hand and laughed.
"Looks like I look scary?"
Sivir quickly shook his head and explained.
"Uh, no, you're very good-looking. Um, I mean, I've never seen anyone as good-looking as you... Are you the God of Shurima?"
Thinking of the birds and beasts of the Shurima Ascendants, Lester really didn't dare to take on the title of god. Thinking about it this way, Nasus the dog was a rare handsome man.
Forcibly pulling back his wandering thoughts, Lester smiled.
"I'm just a mortal, not a god, so you don't need to be so reserved in front of me."
After the shock of the first meeting, Sivir gradually adapted to the strange feeling of talking to a peerless handsome man and no longer lost his mind. After all, in this world, not all women will be simply confused by beauty.
Letting go of Syndra's little hand, Lester looked at the two of them.
"Lagruni, retreat."
"yes."
After Lagruni closed the door and stood guard at the door, Lester waved his hand to Sivir, gesturing for the girl to come closer to him.
"Miss Sivir, come closer and let me take a good look at you."
After hesitating for a moment, Sivir walked slowly to Lester and let the man hold his right hand.
The next moment, Sivir felt a cool and comfortable feeling pouring into his body from the palm of his hand, flowing gently through his limbs. The satisfaction from the body made the girl couldn't help but hum twice, and then she blushed and used another finger.
He covered his mouth tightly with one hand, like a little hamster.
After confirming that Sivir did not have any magical talent, was not a reincarnation and was intact, Lester let go of his hand. On the contrary, the girl held up her hands in the air with some reluctance and stayed in the air for two seconds before narrowly lifting her hands.
They all had their backs on their backs, and they took a half step back uneasily.
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Lester, who was smiling, said something that made Sivir feel extremely ashamed.
"I checked your body. It's very healthy and suitable for giving birth to a big fat boy."
"Well! I, I don't want to give you a child!"
Sivir's face turned red, as if he felt that his tone was too harsh, and he snarled his neck and retorted.
"I just learned your name! I have to give birth to a baby or something, no matter what, um..."
"Haha, I didn't ask you to have a baby with me, lovely girl. It seems that the Ahar Mercenary Group treats you very well."
Sivir was startled, the embarrassment on his face disappeared a lot, and the girl shook her head.
“I can’t say it’s good, I can only say it’s not too bad.”
"In Shurima, it's incredible that you can grow up to such a complete size..."
"It seems that your Excellency knows the situation in Shurima very well."
Lester patted the edge of the bed and motioned for Sivir to sit next to him.
Sivir glanced at the beautiful woman sleeping with her eyes closed on the bed. Although she was a little curious, she didn't say anything. She just carefully rubbed her butt against the edge of the bed, almost resting on the edge.
Lester smiled slightly. A polite child is always more likable than a careless one who doesn't know how to advance or retreat.
"Don't be so formal."
Hearing what Lester said, Sivir sat up half a little extra, and the girl lowered her voice.
"If you talk here, won't you disturb this sister?"
Syndra, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the startled Sivir with soft eyes.
"Little sister, don't worry about me, I'm just lying down to take a rest, I'm not sleeping."
"oh."
"Her name is Syndra, and she is my woman. From now on, I will call her my sister, do you understand?"
"Sister, sister-sama..."
"Okay, stop bullying this kid."
Syndra lightly kicked the man with her toes. The woman rolled her eyes and sat up, holding a somewhat panicked Sivir in her arms.
The thing sticking to her face was soft and fragrant, and Sivir found that he didn't hate being next to this beautiful sister with a noble temperament.
"Sister Sivir, would you like to tell your story to your sister?"
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The sun was setting in the southern desert of the Shurima continent, in a village called Bogus in the valley. Kesha, a little girl who was just six years old, returned home tired and happy, and saw her father and mother working hard all day.
A pot of fragrant stew was brought out from the kitchen, and the little girl's saliva couldn't stop flowing from the corner of her mouth.
"Dad! Mom! It smells so good!"
After taking a look at her lovely daughter, the woman wiped her hands in her apron.
"Little greedy cat, are you tired after playing all day? Go and wash your hands quickly. You can only eat after washing your hands."
"oh!"
The energetic little girl cheered and trotted away. Her father and mother looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of happiness.
A woman who has just entered her thirties is in the prime of her life. Her good looks and fair skin make her look like she is only in her early twenties. Her unique physical talent makes her not look aging at all, but she looks just now.
The thirty-five-year-old man looks almost forty, obviously because he works day and night to support his family.
By the time Kesha sat obediently in front of the wooden table, there was already a small bowl of stew on the wooden table, paired with hard multigrain biscuits, which was enough to fill the stomachs of a family of three.
The food could only be described as mediocre, but the three of them ate it with gusto, as if it was some musty delicacy.
"Binsqi (meaning treasure in Shurima dialect, often used to describe cute children), eat slowly, don't choke."
The man's name is Kas Se A Dean (Shurima, meaning 'Who does the desert know'). Even though I searched all over Shurima, I couldn't find ten such long names, because there was only one with no father and no mother.
And only uneducated orphans would use such a long and unnutritious sentence as their own name.
"I know, Dad! Mom, can I have another bowl?"
The girl wiped the rice grains from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Although her belly had obviously expanded, the girl still handed the empty wooden bowl to her mother.
"I can only eat one more bowl, no more."
It was said to be a bowl, but the woman actually only drank half a bowl. Her child was a bit greedy and often did not know how to exercise moderation, so she had to take the initiative to control her daughter's diet.
Kesha also knew that her mother was doing it for her own good and did not ask her to fill her rice bowl.
Looking away from his precious daughter, Cass Se A Dean talked about business with his wife.
"An old client is here, Samanna. I'm afraid I have to go to Zerima. It will take at least five months before I can come back."
Five months, this is just the round trip time for escorting the ancient tomb heritage. If Cassia Dean (later abbreviated as Cassadine) takes over the job of guide, I am afraid it will take seven or eight months to go back and forth.
If it weren't for the fact that the entire valley village owed Kassadin a favor, and the Bogus villagers were simple and honest, and Samanna herself was a desert hunter from Zerima, she was not easy to mess with. With Samanna's beauty, the orphan girl
A widowed mother is inevitably bullied by the villagers.
According to the Shurima people's style, if Samanna was weaker, Kassadin might not be able to hold a half-year-old baby who had nothing to do with him when he returned from a long trip.
"Can't you not go?"
Samana held Kassadin's rough right hand with a worried look on her face.
"We already have enough money, not to mention we can go hunting in Rock Valley to support our family. Kassadin, why don't we refuse them and let the two of us grow up happily with Kesha?"
Feeling his wife's warmth in his hand, Kassadin's heart softened, but his face became a little bitter.
How could he not know how wonderful his wife's life was? Such an ordinary and simple life was as rare as heaven in the chaotic land of Shurima. He himself was also a man who loved his family very much, otherwise he wouldn't have
He left Berguen, where he had risen, and took his wife to the peaceful place of Rock Valley in the south to have children.
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"Old customer...he's from Noxus. I can't refuse unless I make up my mind never to do this business again."
Hearing this, Samana lowered her head and looked a little tangled.
Kassadin's job is said to be a guide, but in fact the real money-making part is serving as a tomb explorer for Noxus' big clients.
As a living map of the Dashai Desert and the Xiaosai Desert, Kassadin signed a secret agreement with the expedition team of the Noxus Empire, which included a clause that the cooperation agreement could not be terminated without reason, otherwise Kassadin would not be able to earn any money.
For three years' worth of food, a comfortable wife and children can sleep on the hot bed.
The reality is that even if Kassadin unilaterally terminated the cooperation agreement and was not embarrassed by the empire, Kassadin would not be willing to give up this precious and rare job.
The first reason is that Rock Valley is located in a remote location, far away from commercial camps. There is no money-making business other than raising sand sheep. You cannot really rely on hunting in the valley and eating every meal as Samana said. After all, life
People in Bogus Village also have to go into the valley to hunt. There are only so many prey. If you kill one, I will lose it. There will not be enough for people to eat.
The second reason is that Kassadin does not want to cut off the relationship he has established with the empire. He and his wife Samanna have suffered in Shurima all their lives, and he does not want his daughter Keisha to live in such a difficult place.
,
When he earns enough money, he can tell his request to the Imperial expedition team that he is already familiar with. At that time, there is a high possibility of joining the expedition team and giving Kesha the opportunity to live in the Northern Continent.
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Because of this, although Kassadin did not want to leave his family, he had to leave his family.
