Will placed the food, and Ezreal sent a request to Shyvana to share the meal. Shyvana took a look at the food on the table, including exquisite Cheerios, crispy biscuits, and soft top-quality soft bread.
The most sumptuous dinner I have ever had during the Prayer Festival in my memory was not as delicious as today's meal.
She glanced at Ezreal and saw that his eyes were clear and his expression was sincere. She finally nodded and sat down with Ezreal and Amumuir.
Ezreal grabbed a piece of soft bread and stuffed it into Shyvana's hand. Shyvana glanced at him secretly, raised the delicate bread in her hand and was about to eat it, when a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the room. At the same time, there was a lot of noise.
The shouts also sounded.
"Bane!"
"Bastard Shyvana!"
"Get out of Roland Village."
"You are not welcome in Roland Village."
"Get out of here!"
Along with the yelling, a "bang bang" sound came into Ezreal's ears, like the sound of rocks hitting the wooden house.
"They're here again." Shyvana held her head in her hands, her wet eyes flashed with fear, and even her body trembled slightly.
"What's wrong, Shyvana? Who are those people outside?" Ezray asked with concern. Shyvana bit her lips and kept shaking her head without saying a word.
At this time, a deep voice sounded outside the house:
"Shyvana, if you don't get out of Rogland Village today, we will set fire to your house."
There was a strong sternness in the man's voice. Ezreal walked to the window and took a look and found that there were densely packed heads of people gathered outside the wooden house, at least dozens of people. Most of them were holding torches in their hands.
Words are not spoken to scare people.
Ezreal couldn't sit still when he saw this. He didn't understand why these people treated Shyvana like this. In Ezreal's eyes, Shyvana was an extremely kind and heart-warming girl. In order to understand things
Knowing the truth, Ezreal opened the door and walked out.
Ezreal just walked out of the wooden house and saw a dark group of people in front of the door. They were holding farm tools and torches. They seemed to be villagers from Rogland Village. These dozens of villagers surrounded Shvana's house.
Surrounded by the crowd, some people kept picking up stones from the ground and throwing them at Shyvana's wooden house.
"What are you going to do?"
Ezreal shouted loudly, and the villagers' attention fell on this handsome young man.
"Who are you?" In the crowd, a tall and muscular man asked doubtfully after seeing Ezreal's unfamiliar face.
"I am a businessman from Piltover. I am passing by here tonight and plan to stay in the village for one night. Why do you want to make trouble here?"
The strong man was a farmer from Rogland Village, named Chris. After hearing Ezreal introduce himself as a Pitwolf businessman, he couldn't help but give a kind reminder.
"If you don't want your business to lose all money, leave Shyvana immediately, the further away the better."
"Why?" Ezreal looked at Chris in confusion, not understanding the meaning of his words.
"Because Shyvana is a curse!"
"That's right, during the last Prayer Festival, that bastard Shyvana actually set Jack's house on fire out of thin air!"
"And last time, Shyvana burned the White family's wheat harvest to ashes! This damn bastard!"
"Yes, and the terrible plague half a year ago, it must have been caused by Shyvana, the scourge!"
At this point, the villagers in front of Ezreal became excited. They raised their weapons and shouted loudly, ready to break out a riot at any time.
Ezreal saw the excited expressions of the villagers in his eyes. According to what they said, Shyvana was a big bastard who brought harm to the village, but was that really the case? In his mind, Shyvana was shy, cute and cute.
The smile with a little bit of inferiority lingers...
Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was extremely high, Chris raised his right hand, and the villagers behind him immediately stopped shouting and cursing.
"For the future of our Roglan village, Shyvana, the scourge, must get out of our village, otherwise, we will burn her house down!"
"Why did you burn down my house?" At this time, Shyvana, who had been hiding in the house, finally couldn't help but rushed out, glaring at the villagers in front of her, followed by Will and Amumu.
"The people in the village hate me and reject me, and I have no problem with it. I know that I am a little special and have brought you a lot of trouble, but I really didn't mean it. My mother and I will try our best to compensate for the losses I have caused to the village. But.
The plague half a year ago had nothing to do with me. Even my mother, who depended on me, died in the plague. Do you think I feel very good?"
Shyvana looked at the group of villagers in front of her with hatred, tears welling up in her eyes: "Even if you think that I brought the plague, then just come to me. Why should you trample on my mother's grave?"
?You bastards!"
The weak look with tears in Shyvana's eyes was really heartbreaking. After listening to her story, Ezreal sighed.
A villager suddenly stood up and pointed at Shyvana: "For people like you who can only bring bad luck, you are all guilty. Even though your mother has passed away, she gave birth to you, the source of unknown disaster.
She is also a sinner, and she must accept our trial and sanctions!"
"Shyvana, you bastard, plead guilty."
"That's right, Shyvana, if you don't get out of Roland, we will make you look good."
The two sides of human nature were vividly displayed in front of Ezreal at this moment. The world was so bloody. Ezreal finally understood why Shyvana asked him, 'Are all the people in your city as polite as you?
'Because she has never been treated politely in Roland Village!
"Enough!"
This time, it was Ezreal who shouted.
"I don't know what trouble Shyvana has brought to the village or what kind of damage it has caused, but don't you think what you did is worse than an animal!"
Ezreal looked at the group of villagers in front of him with anger. Although he had known Shyvana for less than an hour, as an orphan, he could best understand Shyvana's suffering. He still remembered
When he was in elementary school, a classmate laughed at him for being a bastard with no father or mother. He got angry and got into a fight with his classmate, sending him to the hospital. After hearing the news, his classmate's parents came and slapped him twice.
He will never forget that scene in his life. Later, the relatives who raised him rushed to the school and apologized and compensated the parents of his classmates, and then things calmed down.
But what about Shyvana? As an orphan, she was ostracized and hated by the villagers. He could not imagine how much courage it took to live in such an environment, and how much grievances he had to bear.
"Don't bother Shyvana again, or else..."
Ezreal couldn't stand it any longer. He took a step forward and glared at the Roland villagers in front of him.
"Hahaha." Chris burst out laughing after hearing this, and then a group of villagers behind him also burst into laughter.
"Did you hear that this businessman dared to threaten us?"
"Haha, let's get him together. The guy who stays with Shyvana is not a good person anyway."
"That's right, take him away too!"
The mob in Roglan Village was gearing up and seemed to be planning to take action. Shyvana quickly grabbed Ezreal's sleeve and said hastily: "You guys leave quickly! It's me they want to target, and it has nothing to do with you.
You’d better get out of here quickly.”
Ezreal shook his head and said solemnly: "No, they have been blinded by ignorance. What will you do if I leave? Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let them burn down your house!"
His voice was sonorous and powerful, causing Shyvana to be slightly startled.
Ezreal turned to look at the mob in front of him. Although he has not learned any attack talents yet, he does have two powerful defensive talents. As a hero with awakened talents, he still has to deal with the mob in front of him.
More than enough.
Seeing that Ezreal seemed to want to stand up for Shyvana, Chris stood up. Although they hated Shyvana extremely, it did not mean that they were unreasonable and heinous people. In fact, everything was just a matter of stance.
.
"My final advice to you is that this is our Roland Village's private matter and has nothing to do with you. If you don't leave, then don't blame us." Chris threatened in a deep voice.
Will walked up to Ezreal and gently tugged on his sleeve. In his opinion, it was obviously impossible to reason with the mob in front of him. There was no need for them to fight for a girl who had been accused by thousands of people.
Put yourself in danger.
Ezreal shook his head slightly. He knew that Shyvana might have really brought trouble to Rogland Village, and Shyvana had admitted it herself. But he believed that Shyvana had her own reasons. More importantly,
In Shyvana, Ezreal seemed to see his former self. The young figure who was ridiculed as a bastard by his peers but could only secretly feel sad kept reappearing in front of his eyes...
Therefore, he pushed Will's hand away, stood in front of Shyvana, and told the mob his decision through actions.
"Get 'em!"
Chris roared in a deep voice, not wanting to waste any more time. He picked up the scythe in his hand and led the villagers towards Ezreal and Shyvana.
The mob rushed up and immediately surrounded Ezreal and Shyvana, while Will, Amumu and Xiaobai were isolated outside.
Even though Shyvana was surrounded by dozens of people at this moment, Ezreal was still standing beside her. She seemed to see the mother who always shielded her from curses and taunts. The water mist blurred her vision, and she looked at
The young man next to me, whom I had just met for less than an hour, thought to myself.
Is this the friend mentioned in the books?
Before Shyvana could figure out the answer, dozens of arm-thick wooden sticks had already hit the two of them. Shyvana was shocked, and she risked her own life to stand in front of Ezreal. This kind girl did not
She doesn't want Ezreal to take a stick for herself, because Ezreal's words and deeds have gained her favor.
However, before the mob's sticks hit Shyvana, Ezreal's body instantly appeared in front of her, and then three violently beating white light balls suddenly emerged from Ezreal's body.
The wooden sticks and farm tools in the hands of the villagers rushed to hit the ball of light.
"Bang!"
There was just an explosion, and the ball of light surrounding Ezreal suddenly exploded, and all the mobs who tried to attack him flew out in the shock wave caused by the explosion.
Chris coughed up blood and collapsed on the ground. He looked at Ezreal and Shyvana in horror. He didn't expect that Ezreal, who helped Shyvana, turned out to be a magician!
What does the status of magicians in Valoran mean? Chris naturally knows that these magicians who are proficient in magic are all the targets of the palace's efforts to win over. More than ten years ago, it was the powerful team of magicians.
The fighting caused a magical disaster that panicked the entire continent of Valoran. And now, they actually provoked a powerful mage. How could this not make Chris panic?
"Quick...run, he is a master! Everyone, run."
Chris endured the pain and climbed up from the ground, beckoning the villagers to retreat quickly. In Valoran, the consequences of civilians disrespecting the magician are extremely terrifying. Unfortunately, Chris didn't know that Ezreal was not a witch.
Master, if he knew that Ezreal was a hero, then he would not choose to run away at this moment, but would immediately kneel down and apologize. You know, hero is a sacred endorsement in Valoran, even more so than Master.
The status is too high.
Ezreal's "Pale Waterfall" knocked out more than a dozen attacking villagers, and they collapsed on the ground with varying injuries. The villagers who didn't follow behind were also dumbfounded. They were all
The farmer, how had he ever seen such powerful magic? Hearing Chris's panicked shouting, the momentum of an attack on the enemy was gone. He hurriedly picked up the injured villagers on the ground and fled quickly.
After a while, the dozens of villagers who had raised an army to accuse him were all gone. Shyvana stared at Ezreal's back for a long time, with a complicated look on her face: "Thank you, Master Master."
Shyvana's tone was unprecedentedly respectful, and Ezreal suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if there was something missing between her and Shyvana. The harmonious atmosphere at the beginning seemed to be gone. The distance between the two seemed to be gone.
In an instant, they were thousands of miles apart. He didn't know why this happened. Maybe it was because of class concepts.
