Chapter 128 The King of Ideas’ Strategy

At night, everything in Freljord was silent. The biting cold and darkness made it difficult to move.

But not all places were dark, just like where Sanya was now.

The warm bonfire lit up the surroundings, dispelling the cold, bringing warmth and light. Men, women, young and old, and warrior priests of the Winter Claw tribe all walked out of the house and shouted happily around the bonfire.

Sanya sat with his mother, holding a grilled fish in his hand. For Sanya, this tasted particularly good. It was coated with the seasoning exchanged from the trading station, with a light salty taste.

"Mom, I just saw the mother of war." Sanya whispered to his mother beside him while eating grilled fish.

Mallord was stunned at first, then turned to look at Sanya in fear and asked, "Did you make War Mother unhappy?"

"No! War Mother, War Mother is very good, War Mother is not such a stingy person." Sanya retorted. Thinking back to what happened before, it was difficult for Sanya to reconcile the rumored brutal Winter's Wrath with the figure who helped her block the wind and protect her.

War Mother Sejuani... is a very warm person.

"You'd better be honest. This is not the River Ice Clan. Since we have come to the Winter Claw, we must abide by the rules of the Winter Claw!" Mallord said to little Sanya seriously.

The little girl nodded vigorously, and then she raised her head and looked at the bonfire in front of her.

Sanya actually wanted to squeeze in and join in the excitement, but that was not possible, because that was a place where only tribal warriors and priests with high status could go.

And in the midst of laughter and joy, Sanya vaguely saw a head of white hair and a cold face.

Then, the warriors of the Winter Claw suddenly got into chaos.

First, they started from the nearest part of the bonfire and suddenly spread to Sanya's side.

The roar of the people made Malord subconsciously protect Sanya.

"Who! Get out!"

"Everyone pick up your weapons, someone sneaked in!"

Mumu stood at the place closest to Sejuani, under the high platform, and said loudly: "What a courage, which tribe are you from? You dare to break in during the Winter's Wrath Festival!"

Swinging the mace, Mumu rushed towards the figure.

The huge mace hit the figure that suddenly appeared, but the next moment, everyone was stunned.

The dark figure just raised his hand slightly, and saw the golden chain appear out of thin air, entangled the mace, and also entangled Mumu's body, locking her tightly in mid-air.

"!"

On the high platform, Sejuani slowly stood up when she saw this. Without armor and helmet, she looked like a cold big sister next door.

But as Sejuani walked down the steps step by step, her aura became stronger and stronger, until she walked to the front of the black-robed man.

"Mage?"

"An unknown mage from Noxus, I meet the great Lord of Winter." The black-robed mage bowed slightly and said, his voice was so hoarse that it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

"Noxus? The country after the mountains? Oh, you came for that man, right?" Sejuani suddenly smiled, she stretched out her hand and patted the black-robed man's shoulder.

But as soon as she touched him, the black-robed man turned into foam and escaped from Sejuani's hand, and then he appeared in another corner.

"If you came here to redeem him, then I have to say that I will disappoint you. One of my troops easily defeated them, but he escaped. Now think about it... he should have died in the ice and snow?" Sejuani raised her hands, put her hands on her hips and looked at the shadow and said.

"Weak people don't deserve to survive in Freljord, and you Noxians are weak people."

"You seem to have misunderstood something, Lord of Winter Sejuani, I'm not here for Darius, his life or death has nothing to do with me." The black-robed man said.

Sejuani smiled slightly, and a white canine tooth was very conspicuous under her thin lips. She looked at the black-robed man and raised her right hand. The temperature around her suddenly dropped. Sejuani's right hand had already grasped a section of shackles.

At the end of the shackles, a war hammer touched the ground lightly, breaking the ice layer in an instant, and then from the ground, a larger ice layer appeared, directly freezing the surrounding area for more than ten meters.

The black-robed man's feet were frozen by frost, covering his knees.

"If you can't give a good explanation, then you don't have to go back." Sejuani said to him calmly.

Such things Sejuani has often encountered in recent years. Hostile forces always send assassins to assassinate her, and Noxus has also sent many.

Although few of the people they sent could successfully reach Sejuani.

Therefore, Sejuani was very experienced in dealing with such things.

"I brought good news, Lord of Winter." The black-robed man said.

"Go."

"Go southwest, the rolling glacier, there is the richest country on that continent. To be honest, they are very powerful, but compared with the powerful Winter Claw, they are nothing." The black-robed man said with a smile.

Sejuani frowned and said, "That's it?"

"Isn't that enough? A rich weak country with countless food, isn't this the best gift for the current Winter Claw?"

"I brought the best gift specifically for you."

"The best gift?" Sejuani narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Your country has a grudge against that country, and they are hostile forces, right? You want to use my hand to help you deal with the enemy?"

"This is a win-win situation, Chief Sejuani." The black-robed man did not hesitate.

He continued, "We will also help you, and the resources obtained, as long as you can take them away, will belong to you."

"I can assure you that as long as you go there, the Winter Claw will get enough food to survive several winters."

The black-robed man opened his hands and looked at Sejuani with a smile.

Sejuani was silent, then she looked at the black-robed man and said, "What is the name of this country?"

"Demacia."

"War Mother..." A warrior on the side couldn't help but speak.

This... is a conspiracy no matter how you look at it!

But Sejuani raised her hand, then she looked at the black-robed man and said, "When do we set off?"

"Anytime, Chief. With your speed, it should take less than a month to get from here to Demacia."

"The sooner the better. We will attack their allies first and ask them to send troops to support us. Then you can take action at this time."

"How do I know if you have attacked Demacia's allies?"

The black-robed man laughed, and his hoarse voice was gone, turning into a pleasant female voice.

Under the laughter, the black-robed man's body suddenly became illusory, and then Sejuani couldn't help but take a step back and was frightened.

Because the black-robed man split into two and became two.

They bowed to Sejuani at the same time.

"I will bring you news."

Sejuani closed her eyes, raised her head, and after a while, she blew a loud whistle.

A huge Juvask boar rushed out.

Sejuani climbed onto Bristle's back and shouted, "Winter's Claw!"

"Yes!"

The entire tribe responded to Sejuani's voice.

The next moment, sporadic fire and terrifying sounds appeared on the dark ice field.

The attack... began.