Thanks to the last blessing of this decent man, Yasuo finally had the clearest understanding of the laws of the North.

There is no tenderness, and there is no so-called bottom line. In Turkgol, there is only the purest... law of strength - this is the last lesson Traton taught Yasuo.

Traton was not strong enough. When he was inquiring about the mage's immigration, he was attacked by a certain family of nobles from outside and the whole family was killed.

As for the situation where the king's flag was changed at the top of the city, the entire Tukugur seemed to have long been accustomed to it. Everyone was doing whatever they were supposed to do. As a result, only Yasuo, who was directly cooperating with Traton, was screened out, and no one cared about it for a while.

.

So bad…

Not to mention that Yasuo doesn't have much gold hex now. Even if he did, he wouldn't choose to do it again - he has realized his stupidity. This is not Demacia, and the official power is not easy to use at all!

In order to learn this, Yasuo spent a full three thousand gold hex!

"What should we do now?" Irelia saw a rare sight of a dejected Yasuo. She was obviously holding back a smile. "Will you continue to look for new nobles?"

"No more, no more." Yasuo rolled his eyes helplessly, "I shouldn't regard this as part of Noxus at all... As expected, in the final analysis, you still have to rely on yourself!"

"Then what are you going to do?" Seeing Yasuo's appearance, Riven seemed to be inexplicably happy, "How are you going to find the exiled mage if you don't rely on local snakes?"

"It's a stupid way." Shrugging, Yasuo quickly calmed down and said, "Go and look for it in the Black Forest yourself!"

"But... the area of ​​​​the Black Forest is really too big." Hearing what Yasuo said, Irelia couldn't help but frowned, "It is said that the entire area of ​​​​Tukugur is almost the same as Shangzan, such a large area

area, even if Toothless helps, it’s still like finding a needle in a haystack, right?”

"That's not the case at all." Yasuo shook his head, "Unlike Navoli, Tukugur has limited water resources, a vast area and sparsely populated areas. We only need to visit all settlements and search all streams, and it should be enough."

Most of the mages who can be found come to the Black Forest. These mages can't go to the mountains and old forests where life is inconvenient just to hide their traces, right?"

After changing his thinking, Yasuo's actions became much smoother.

Reluctantly abandoning the temporarily formed caravan, with the help of Toothless, Yasuo began to explore the entire Turkgol along the stream - but what he didn't know was that his choice accidentally helped him escape.

The eyes of the war masons.

In the past, Traton, who wanted to live alone, had deliberately concealed the news about Yasuo? Old Tom and Little Tom were placed under house arrest, and the band of thieves who bought the news about Yasuo were directly wiped out? In this case, the station in the library

The war masons in Gur Town were naturally alert? But they couldn't get the exact news for the time being.

After Traton was finished, the War Stonemason finally got the news about Yasuo from Old Tom who had escaped. At this time, Yasuo had abandoned the entire caravan and left the town of Turkgol first.

And because this kind of behavior of running away when something was not good was judged as normal "risk aversion", it did not continue to attract subsequent attention from the war masons. In a sense? This can be regarded as unfortunate.

Very lucky.

As for Yasuo himself? Naturally, he knew nothing about it - when the War Stonemason compiled and uploaded the above information, he was taking Riven and Irelia and happily carrying out his poaching business!

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In fact, the immigrants in the Black Forest are not the only unlucky ones who were exiled by Swain.

In this corner of the empire, apart from those nobles whose families were exiled because of failed political struggles, there is another kind of people who are also living silently in the shadows.

They are not locals who have lived here for generations, but people who have left their hometowns for various reasons and are looking for a land where they can survive.

Amorin is one of them.

As a descendant of the Darkwill family - although her full name no longer contains this surname that was once glorious and now despised by mankind? But Darkwill has always been a trace of her that cannot be erased.

Once, this mark prevented her from finding love.

Now? This trace prevents her from returning to her hometown.

Unlike many people who were forced to come to the Black Forest, Amorin followed her husband, voluntarily left the Immortal Fortress, and came to settle in this remote Black Forest - right? Strictly speaking, she eloped.

Come.

On the one hand, this kind of elopement is to escape the marriage arranged by the family, and on the other hand, it is also for one's own love.

In Amorin's eyes, Gregory was a great young man. Although he was just a civilian, he was able to achieve great military exploits among the barbarians in the north... He was no ordinary civilian.

Amorine likes Gregory. Although this wooden lump can't speak touching love words, can't write beautiful poems, and can even stumble in dancing, she still likes him.

It's a pity that the family does not allow her to marry such a commoner - after all, Gregory has no magic talent, and his achievements are only because of his diligence.

When the family was planning to work out their connections and send Gregory to the battlefield in Ionia, Amoryn finally plucked up the courage and found her lover.

After lingering, the two people finally left the Immortal Fortress and headed north.

According to Gregory's original plan, they should go to the Iron Thorn Mountains. He had served there and was familiar with that area.

But the Battle of Ionia ended a little too quickly. After they passed through the Dalmo Plain, the Battle of Ionia was already over. In this case, the two people noticed something almost at the same time.

The hidden danger.

So, they did not continue heading north, but turned west and entered the Tukgul Basin. After crossing the town of Tukgul, they followed the winding unknown river all the way upstream, and finally ended up in a

Settled down in the valley of the hill.

Swinging the wood-cutting ax like a tomahawk, before winter, Amorin and Gregory had a small yard, a small pine cabin, and a room full of firewood.

An elite warrior and a natural mage, two people can live very well in this dark forest - they don't have to worry about the family's troubles, and they don't need to worry about political strife. In the summer of the next year, they

Have the crystallization of love.

The little girl with pink hair was eventually named Annie.
Chapter completed!