"Everyone, leave."
Ashe lifted her head, walked up the steps, and said casually.
"Warmother! This, this isn't safe," someone exclaimed.
"We can't do that, Warmother, she's Vrynna of the Winter's Claw."
"Warmother, let us..."
"It's alright," Ashe smiled, raised her hand, and gently said, "Do you all think that I cannot defeat her?"
"Of course not." Froststone, who had previously shouted the loudest, answered immediately.
After this loving queen shot dead a giant frost tiger with her Frost Bow, saving Froststone from the tiger's mouth, Froststone knew clearly how powerful his future Warmother was.
The Warmother was the strongest person in the tribe, there was no doubt about that.
The Warmother wasn't just the Warmother because she passed on the power of iceborn to her children.
"So, stand down, I want to know what Sejuani wants to tell me."
"Yes, please be careful, Warmother." Froststone added, "People from the Winter's Claw are ruthless, cunning, and treacherous. You must be careful with her."
"I know, Froststone."
Soon, there were only Ashe and Vrynna left in the huge house.
"Speak, what did Sejuani send you here for?"
Ashe looked at Vrynna, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
Sejuani..... This was the first time Sejuani had sent someone to her.
They were once as close as sisters, inseparable.
And now, they had gone their separate ways and become enemies.
This was certainly not what Ashe wanted. Just as she had said when she rescued the group of Hearthblood descendents from Sejuani's hands, she would always regard Sejuani as her sister in this life.
//// A little lore drop. The Hearthblood are a group of blacksmith, architects and brewmasters who travelled from different part of Valoran to follow the footsteps of Ornn and see Ornn as their diety.
However Ornn does not see these people as his followers but he loved these people because of their passion. Whenever the Hearthblood offer their crafts to Ornn, he would only give them either curt nods or frown. Even so the Hearthblood accepted it and continued to refine their craft. They created the finest tools, the sturdiest structures and the tastiest ale. When Ornn who value privacy, solitude, and focus accepted their presence, you can see how good the relationship between Ornn and the Hearthblood are.
But sadly, Volibear, like always, came to challenge Ornn and fought against him on the mountain peak. When the dust settles, Hearth-home was no more. Everything the Hearthblood had accomplished was destroyed and bone and cinders were all that remains. Nobody knows exactly how the Hearthblood perished, some says they were caught up by the battle between Volibear and Ornn, some says that the Ursine attacked them, there are many possible reasons.
Although Ornn doesn't admit it, he was devastated. Wracked with guilt, Ornn retreated into the isolation of his foundry and buried himself in his enteral work to this day.////
Ashe would never betray her oath.
"Although I have many questions for you, Sejuani only instructed me one thing."
Vrynna looked at Ashe calmly and continued, "Please take this Hextech phone."
She extended her finger and pointed to a small brown rectangular box tied to her waist.
"Hextech phone?"
Ashe frowned and approached Vrynna, saying, "I hope you won't do anything unnecessary."
"Don't worry, I don't want to die if I can help it." Vrynna rolled her eyes dramatically.
Looking at the Hextech phone tied to Vrynna's waist, Ashe reached out her hand.
"And then?"
Vrynna pointed, "And then, press that button."
"?" Ashe frowned at Vrynna.
She was getting more and more confused, and a sense of unease was rising in her heart.
But she still followed Vrynna's instructions.
Ashe wanted to know what Sejuani was up to.
"Press the first button twice, then press it again."
Vrynna said a lot in one go, and Ashe followed suit.
After doing all this, Ashe's brow furrowed even more tightly.
The young queen looked at Vrynna.
And the rectangular box in her hand suddenly emitted a "beep!" sound.
After the sound, Ashe reacted instantly, dropping the Hextech phone, she appeared three meters away in a bounce, holding a longbow and aiming at Vrynna's head.
"Calm down." Vrynna shrugged nonchalantly.
"What did you do? Why did it beep?" Ashe watched Vrynna warily.
"I told you, calm down." Vrynna sighed and crouched down.
Ashe immediately lowered the aim of her bow, once again aiming at Freyna.
"Still not connected?" Vrynna muttered.
"What are you mumbling over there?" Ashe, with her excellent hearing, furrowed her brow.
Her eyes and ears were much sharper than the average person's.
"Just wait, you'll know once it's connected." Vrynna said.
Ashe silently watched Vrynna as she spoke.
"Beep."
The beep echoed in the hall, until a voice came from the strange box.
"Hello? Is this Vrynna or Kyrjek?"
Ashe heard this voice, and instantly froze, the hand holding her bow also trembled suddenly.
It was a voice she was extremely familiar with, Sejuani's voice!
Wait, how could Sejuani's voice come from such a small box?
"It's me, Warmother." Vrynna said with her head down.
"."
The voice suddenly disappeared.
The hall fell silent again.
Vrynna picked up the Hextech phone and walked towards the bewildered Ashe.
Ashe took a step back, then calmed down.
She looked at Vrynna walking towards her, and at the box.
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
Why would Sejuani's voice come from this box?
Was it a kind of sacrificial magic? Or a magic that could record voices?
Did Sejuani have something to say to me?
"Ashe, are you there?"
Sejuani's voice sounded again.
"Talk to it, I know what you're thinking." Vrynna looked at Ashe and said, "It's not the familiar sacrificial magic we know, you are now talking to Sejuani herself."
Ashe raised her head abruptly and looked at Vrynna.
"Ashe, it's me, Sejuani, I need to talk to you about something."
"You.... are you really Sejuani?"
"It's me, Ashe."
Vrynna shook her hand, indicating Ashe to take the Hextech phone.
Ashe strapped the bow to her back, took the Hextech phone, and then held it up.
"Why does your voice come from this box?"
"It's complicated to explain, but all you need to know is that with this device, I can communicate with you remotely."
Ashe paused, amazed, "This is amazing, Sejuani."
"I think so too." Sejuani's tone carried a hint of amusement.
But soon, her tone became indifferent again, and she said in a cold tone, "The person who wants to talk to you is not me, but the person next to me right now."
"Next to you?" Ashe said puzzled.
At that moment, the box emitted a second voice, a male voice.
"Hello, Ashe, Warmother of Freljord, I'm Linwin, Linwin from Zaun."
"Excuse me, you're crowding me." Sejuani's displeased voice rang out.
"Uh, sorry, I'm a bit excited, just put it in the middle, then I won't bump into you." The male voice continued.
Ashe was completely puzzled. How could there be another voice?
"Linwin? Sejuani, who is he? Your bloodkin?"
Talking to Sejuani like this, and being so close. Was he the man Sejuani had found?
Ashe suddenly felt a bit gossipy.
"Bloodkin? You're thinking too much."
Sejuani said coolly, "I don't need that kind of thing."
"To cut to the chase, Ashe, I'd like to invite you to join the Twin Cities Federation and participate in the Twin Cities Games organized by us. What do you think?"
"What is that?" Ashe became even more confused.
A man who gets along well with Sejuani, from Zaun, Twin Cities, Games?
And this magical box?
The young queen is getting a bit dizzy now....
"In simple terms, it means you join the Twin Cities, and we'll provide supplies and technology to raise the standard of living for your people. And what you need to do is complete the easy tasks assigned by the Twin Cities. For example, we might ask for some Elnuk meat, ice blossoms, and plump North Sea fish, which are all things people in the Twin Cities need."
"Oh, including your Freljordian wine, although those wines may be strong, there are still many people in the Twin Cities who enjoy such delicious spirits."
The male voice continued cheerfully, "You can use these items to exchange for goods with us."
"Exchange food for food?" Ashe said, puzzled. "Why would I do that?"
"Ashe, you won't regret making this decision," Sejuani's voice rang out again.
"Why? Although there isn't much food in Avarosa, it's enough for us."
In a tavern in the middle layer of Zaun, Sejuani stood beside Linwin, who was leaning on the table, looking down at the Hextech phone.
Sejuani felt Ashe was being overly cautious, but upon careful consideration, she thought Ashe's caution was justified.
After all, even when she was desperate, she wouldn't believe the words of these Twin City people. Ashe, who already had a clear path, had even less reason to trust Linwin's words.
"Sejuani, where are you now?"
Hearing Sejuani's sigh, Ashe thought for a moment and spoke into the Hextech phone.
"Zaun," Sejuani replied.
"Where is that?" Ashe looked up at Vrynna, hoping to get some useful information from her.
But obviously, Vrynna only knew that her Warmother had taken two people with her to Demacia on that airship, and she didn't know anything else.
She shook her head at Ashe.
"A major city in the south."
"Sejuani, in my impression, there is no place called Zaun in Demacia," Ashe said seriously.
Sejuani only had one thing in mind when she marched south, that was to plunder Avarosa and Demacia, but with Ashe's increasingly powerful governance of Avarosa, Sejuani's tribe was no longer a match for Avarosa. It was just Ashe's belief that prevented her from starting the conflict.
Avarosa is about acceptance and inclusion, not harming others.
"Not in Demacia," Sejuani replied calmly, "It's a more distant place, far across the world."
"Sejuani, in my understanding, for Freljord, the other side of the world is Shurima, which is a place much larger than Freljord," Linwin interjected.
".", Sejuani turned to look at Linwin, raising an eyebrow.
Meeting Sejuani's gaze, Linwin immediately raised his head and shrugged.
Okay, he talked too much.
"Ashe, I don't have much time to talk nonsense with you. I have a lot to do.
I can only tell you, it's safe to agree with Linwin's conditions. You and Avarosa won't be disappointed after making this decision."
Sejuani sighed and said seriously, "The Winter's Claw has already joined the Twin Cities. I never imagine that one day I would actually sit at the same table with the little prince of Demacia.
Ashe, this world is much bigger than we think. Freljord is not the center of this world, and your Rakelstake is not the best land in Freljord. We Freljordians are too narrow-minded."
Linwin listened quietly as Sejuani spoke.
He gained some understanding of Ashe.
Sejuani was certainly cruel. When she was in her teens, she could choose to kill unarmed hearthfolks for survival, but Sejuani was also kind. She could give her own food to the people in her tribe.
In Freljord, the tribe is everything.
Sejuani's tribe, the Winter's Claw, is her everything, and for the Winter's Claw, she can do anything.
"Food. In Freljord, it's incredibly precious, but in the Twin Cities, it's nothing."
There was a hint of mockery in Sejuani's tone, as if she was mocking her own past foolishness.
The way people live here is something Freljordians cannot imagine.
What is life? During the days Sejuani spent living in the Twin Cities, she realized that this is how people should live.
Not picking up weapons at a young age to learn how to fight beasts and humans.
Every year, many people in the Winter's Claw freeze to death in the winter, and infants are buried in the frozen earth due to lack of warmth and food.
But now?
Hextech water heaters, Hextech stoves.
Even the Iceborn dare not bathe in the cold of Freljord! But now, in the Winter's Claw tribe, several water heaters are used every day, and bathing has become routine for the leaders of the Winter's Claw.
And warm, fragrant food is no longer scarce. Children can even eat delicious fruits.
Hearing the tone in Sejuani's voice, Ashe shivered, then muttered, "Sejuani, you've changed."
"Changed?"
"Perhaps I have changed." Sejuani's voice remained calm.
"Let Vrynna return, and you can hold onto this Hextech phone. If there's anything, I'll call you on this Hextech phone."
"Can I contact you with this box?" Ashe tightened her grip on the Hextech phone in her hand.
This was the first time in nearly ten years that she had such a calm conversation with Sejuani.
It gave Ashe an indescribable feeling.
She wanted to help Sejuani, but Sejuani had never accepted her help, she only saw her as an enemy.
But now, Sejuani had come to her on her own initiative.
"I'll call you tonight. By then, I'll tell you about the sports event and the Twin Cities."
"Sejuani, I haven't agreed yet."
"Listen to me, Ashe." Sejuani's tone was unquestionable.
Ashe was stunned.
For a moment, Ashe seemed to be back ten years ago.
In Yadulsk, Ashe and Sejuani's tribes would gather here, and at that time, Sejuani would find Ashe and take her hunting.
And when Ashe used her mother's rules as a shield, Sejuani would shatter that shield with these words.
They used to be so close.
Sleeping in the same bed, holding each other's hands tightly, and then talking about what their future would be like.
Sejuani once said she would protect Ashe for a lifetime and treat Ashe as her own sister.
"She agreed, Linwin, when will your supplies be delivered?"
Linwin looked at Sejuani, somewhat helplessly, "I need to prepare, in a few days, at most a few days, the supplies will be sent."
Ashe was silent for a moment, then said:
"How are you going to deliver them?"
"From the sky of course."
Linwin replied.
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