In the boring desert, the all-terrain desert off-road vehicle left two deep wheel marks, and was buried again by the rolling yellow sand in a short while.

"Mr. Yasuo, please show me your map." Mo Tie reached out to Yasuo.

Yasuo frowned slightly, took out a parchment map from his arms, handed it to Mo Tie's hand, and whispered: "Just call me Yasuo."

He was rarely called this title. In the past, everyone called him Senior Brother in the Breathing Hall, which was filled with respect for the youngest genius in the Hall. When he was ordered to protect the members of the Presbyterian Church, the guards did not know his name, and still whispered with respect like "Master" while making way for the way;

When he embarked on the road of revenge and was ready to seize the real murderer alone, the mercenaries tempted by the bounty and the law enforcement officers of Ionia all used the "murderer" to awaken his painful memories.

The word "sir" is really strange and awkward.

Mo Tie looked at the unfamiliar map for a while, but couldn't find a clue and had to call Yasuo to study it together.

"Yasu, look, this is the ruins of the ancient Shurima Empire?... Well... where are we now?"

Yasuo was speechless. He thought Mo Tie's disguise was too inadequate and could not find the people in his place even when looking at the map. He should not use the explorer as an excuse.

"Well... this is our direction. You can reach the ruins of Shurima by walking there. You can reach the Oasis of Dawn." Yasuo pointed on the parchment, and finally said hesitantly, "But... I'm not sure this map is accurate, because I have been walking in this direction for ten days and have not found any traces of Shurima Empire."

Saeko and Mo Tie stared at him with wide eyes, as if saying, "Are you teasing us?"

Yasuo was uncomfortable and said with a slight look on his face: "This is a map I bought from the Noxus caravan. They... have always liked to harm others."

Mo Tie put down the map and said readily: "It doesn't matter, let's follow the map first. Maybe this desert is much bigger than we imagined."

After half a day, the surrounding scenes still did not change much. Mo Tie set up the automatic driving of the sand carriage and sat in the back compartment with Saeko, preparing to make some supper.

Yasuo looked at Saeko in surprise and made flowers with the simple ingredients in the desert tavern, staring blankly at the plate that pushed him in front of him, which contained a charcoal roast lamb chop with a full range of colors, fragrance and flavor.

"Thank you for the hospitality!"

Although he was very curious about the kitchenware used by Saeko, he was embarrassed to ask more questions.

After eating the lamb chops, Mo Tie handed over another glass of clear and mellow wine, and Yasuo's eyes immediately lit up!

"Try it, Yasuo, this is my own treasure." Mo Tie said with a smile.

The aroma of wine evoked Yasuo's memories. He took the cup, said nothing, and killed it all in one bite.

The high concentration of white wine made his throat burn instantly, and a sensation of alcohol that churns out of his stomach suddenly rushed to his head.

"Zheng!"

Yasuo, with his eyes blurred, turned over, pulled his sword out of the sheath, and sighed: "My sword is more important than anything else, except fine wine. Unfortunately, although your wine is good, I can't surrender."

The different aura of Mo Tie and Saeko was like a beacon in the darkness, indicating that they were definitely not mediocre people. Yasuo would never believe that the two strong men would meet him "inadvertently" in the vast desert. There was no better explanation except for the joint wanted order on him.

However, after three minutes, Mo Tie neither took action nor spoke. Saeko turned the mutton chops on her own, and the sizzling meat fragrance emerged from the iron plate.

"Sizi..."

In the shaking car, Saeko's eyes were calm, Mo Tie's surprised eyes, Yasuo's drunkenness standing with his sword, a hint of embarrassment slowly extended.

"Well……"

Half an hour later, Yasuo picked up the wine glass, drank it all over again, and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I thought you were the killers who chased me. I have lived this kind of life for several years."

Mo Tie filled his wine glasses and waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, everyone has their own difficulties, just say it."

This moment of tranquility made Yasuo a little confused. He hadn't tasted the taste of relaxation for a long time. The storm of the wind was born to death. In recent years, he has been wandering between death several times and has gradually forgotten the days of meditation in the gym.

It was not until just now that he felt relieved of Mo Tie and Saeko.

His past experiences were not worth mentioning in his mouth, but in the face of strangers and fine wine, the long-term depression also gave him some desire to talk.

After a meal, Yasuo told his story, his genius’ sword-making experience as a teenager, his spirit of facing Noxus when he debuted, and his perseverance when he was wanted...

"Well... Maybe I'm too verbally speaking, but I'm very curious. Faced with the murder charge, you said you want to find the real murderer. Do you have any clues?" Mo Tie had already known Yasuo's heroic background for a long time, and finally had the opportunity to ask him the curious question.

Yasuo shook his head speechlessly: "No, I have walked many places and been searching for the deserters of Noxus that day, and the elder died at the hands of one of them."

According to the description given by the Ionia Presbyterian Church, the victim's elder once met a team of blood-colored elites in Noxus, but the Presbyterian Church believed that this was the result of Yasuo's intentional seducing the elders in the past.

After Noxus retreated, the blood-colored elite team was almost wiped out. Yasuo's move was tantamount to looking for a golden bead in the vast sea of ​​sand.

"Yasu, if you look for clues, have you ever thought about checking out the elder's corpse? I heard that corpses can also 'talk'. The weapons used by the murderer and the way of killing can be found in the corpse." Mo Tieti said in a new sentence.

Yasuo shook his head and said in a low voice: "After the sentence, the elder's body was cremated. I have never seen him again since he was separated from the elder on the battlefield."

"What about others? What about the person who has seen the body of the elder? What about the officer who examined the autopsy?"

Yasuo sighed: "On the day of the verdict, I picked up the sword and rushed out of the gym. Everyone I met on the road drew my sword at me. They called me a murderer, and no one was willing to stop and listen to my defense."

After pausing, he said again: "Maybe there is no need to defend himself. After the elder died, Noxus retreated..."
Chapter completed!