Chapter 853 [0850] Nunu's New Partner

Although Ashe did not form an intelligence group or internal supervision department, it did not mean that she knew nothing about the situation within the tribe.

Obviously, she was also aware of the fact that some of the war mothers accepted benefits from the Frostguard tribe.

However, when she wanted to ease relations with the Frostguard tribe, these were just minor issues - but when she realized that the Frostguard tribe itself was related to the void and decided to stand on the opposite side, this was no longer a minor issue.

So, she took decisive action to shock the tiger.

Ashe did not directly name them, but took out the gifts from the Frostguard tribe and used this method to explain her attitude.

Some of the war mothers involved were trembling with fear, and some pretended to be calm, but no one dared to speak up.

After explaining the threat of the void to the loyal, showing confidence to those who had doubts, and striking at the wavering people who might not stand on the right side, Ashe announced the adjournment of the closed-door meeting. The decision-making layer composed of the War Mother and the War Mother's followers of the Avarosa tribe had roughly unified their thoughts.

Ashe's prestige was still enough.

The overall size of the Avarosa tribe was not that large.

And according to the tradition of Freljord, the only way to overturn the decision of the War Mother was to challenge the War Mother and win the battle - only by becoming the new War Mother could the predecessor be overthrown.

Ashe was irreplaceable in Avarosa, so she unified the thoughts in this way, mainly so that the whole tribe could unite and carry out subsequent related tasks.

From the results, the results were very successful. Most of the War Mother's followers understood her ideas. Even if there were still people with other thoughts in their hearts, they could not put them on the surface.

In this way, when the alliance was about to begin, the big ship of Avarosa raised the triangular sail and quietly changed its course.

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As Avarosa changed its direction, the first unlucky person was the Frostguard priests who participated in the alliance as envoys.

Ashe was not a violent and bloodthirsty person, and she did not think that all Frostguard priests were extremely evil - but she still ordered all Frostguard priests to be controlled, and sent her most trusted people to guard them, prohibiting anyone from contacting them.

In addition, in the subsequent alliance, the part about the Frostguard tribe was also subtracted. Although she had not thought about completely tearing her face with the Frostguard tribe and Lissandra before participating in the Trial of Anivia, Ashe at least had to send a clear signal.

Lux, who was in Rakstak, observed all this clearly.

Facts have proved that she was not wrong about Ashe. The other party, like herself, has a natural idealism. After truly facing the void, she will definitely choose the right direction.

Seeing that the Frostguard priests were detained, the preparations for the subsequent alliance were steadily advancing, and Lux's heart, which had been hanging before, finally let go a lot.

Although Lux was worried about Lissandra's actions before, now that the Frostguard Priest is gone and Ashe will not provide any help, she can't do anything unless the Frost Witch is willing to leave the Frostguard Fortress.

As long as the alliance goes smoothly and Ashe completes the Trial of Anivia, Demacia and Avarosa will formally form an anti-Void alliance. By then, through the relationship of Kalya, Shurima, Ixtal and Ekathia will also be brought into the group, and Runeterra will soon have a relatively complete communication mechanism.

In this case, in addition to some work of sorting out intelligence and screening information with the intelligence team, Lux can finally rest for a while.

Considering her identity as a guest of the ceremony, Lux also participated in several banquets by the way and chatted with many tribal representatives in the Raxtak Plains, which can be regarded as accumulating some additional intelligence.

In Freljord, there are not many opportunities to eat and drink at public expense!

Lux wasn't the only one who ate and drank for free and worked at the banquet. After completing their tasks and about to have their own caravan, Nunu and Willump also took advantage of the banquet to start looking for companions.

A caravan usually needs to be pulled by multiple Ernuk or Yukal. It is a sled that combines a truck and a bus. After a simple modification, it can be built into a stage. It is a traditional mobile performance vehicle of the Notai people.

This large multi-functional vehicle cannot be operated even if Nunu and Willump have two heads and six arms. In addition, tasks such as feeding livestock, cleaning vehicles, and accompaniment to music and dance for performances all require manpower. If Nunu wants to really use the full functions of a caravan, he must recruit at least five companions.

Generally speaking, the Ice Travelers who left the tribe and wandered around would not refuse the invitation of the Notai tribe. The Notai tribe is different from other tribes. They usually do not participate in the struggle. In addition to a few core members, there are often no strict restrictions. They are relatively free to come and go. It is normal for Ice Travelers to join the Notai tribe's caravan as a group actor for a while.

But the problem is that Nunu himself is really too young, coupled with Willump, who looks cute but is not a human, and the caravan that is said to exist but does not exist yet. Multiple factors combined, Nunu's process of attracting partners is quite unsuccessful.

Even though his story and Shangge made many people believe in his identity as a Notai tribe, it is still a bit unacceptable for these Ice Travelers to be partners in a caravan driven by a child.

Nunu was anxious and angry after being rejected many times, but he had no way out. If others didn't want to believe him, he couldn't force them to get on his caravan, right?

And to be honest, when facing the questions of these ice travelers, Nunu himself was sometimes not very confident. After all, although he had seen many caravan performances when he was a child, he had never been the conductor of any performance. He couldn't really guarantee that he could do a good caravan performance.

But for the ice travelers, if they temporarily joined the Notai caravan performance, the income from the performance would be their travel expenses. Nunu's unconfident look gave people the feeling of "following Nunu, three days of hunger and nine meals", so who would be willing to join?

The result was that Nunu ate and drank for three days at the Avarosa banquet. The materials for the caravan were ready and the work officially started, but he didn't get a partner.

Nunu, who always smiles, is a little bit broken. Every time he tells stories and plays Shangge at the banquet, the participants of the banquet will cheer and applaud for him, but when he makes an invitation, these people bow their heads or drink or eat meat, and no one responds directly...

Are you going to run an empty car with Willump?

This is too embarrassing, right?

Fortunately, there are still two days before the real alliance ceremony, and Nunu still has time - he has made up his mind. If he has not recruited companions, then when the alliance is officially held, he and Willump will participate in the competition!

Nunu is not good at fighting, but Willump is still very good at fighting!

Of course, although there is a backup plan, you still have to work hard to fight for it.

Today, I heard that a group of ice travelers have come again. Nunu plans to communicate with these newcomers, and then see if anyone has the insight to recognize talents and take the initiative to join.

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Just like the past few days, Nunu still took the initiative to perform at the party in Laxtak.

The play he performed today was Ornn's Hearth Oracle - this is the legend of the Hidden Flame of the Mountain. When Nunu was a child, his mother told him many stories about Ornn, and now he plans to show them to the tribal representatives and ice travelers participating in the banquet through performance.

For Nunu and Willump, Hearth Oracle is the best play to perform, because it is said that Ornn is a person who doesn't like to talk, but only makes thunderous mutters, so Willump only needs to put his arms behind his back and wear ram horns and a mask to play.

Moreover, considering the cutest height difference between Willump and Nunu, Nunu plays an adult in front of Willump's "Ornn" without any sense of disobedience.

Hearth Oracle is a series of short stories, including historical stories and fables, and what they are going to perform today is the part about Ornn's bet with the trolls.

The cunning troll made a bet with Ornn to see who could drink a barrel of wine first. As a result, the troll added True Ice to Ornn's barrel. Ornn drank more and more wine, and finally had to admit defeat and build him a treasure house door that no one could open.

Of course, the focus of this story is the second half of "the troll himself can't open this door, and finally can only lose all the treasures in the wailing", but before Nunu finished his performance, the new ice traveler at the banquet started to make a fuss.

"Haha, this is pure nonsense!" A pot-bellied guy stood up, first burped for a long time, then waved his big hand and shook it at Nunu in dissatisfaction, "Where can there be endless wine!"

This was the first time Nunu saw someone who took the initiative to start a mess, and Nunu, wearing a troll mask, couldn't help but be stunned.

While Nunu was stunned, Willump stood up first and gestured to the drunk who was provoking trouble.

"Uh-huh!"

"I don't believe in your legends. This story is boring. It's not as good as the one Anivia told last night." The other party didn't care about Willump's actions at all, and his tone became more and more disdainful. "Don't waste your time there, little guy, why not take this opportunity to come over and have a drink - there are not many opportunities to drink freely!"

"This is true, it's the Hearth's Oracle!" Nunu obviously would not allow the other party to discredit the legend passed down from generation to generation by the Notai people so wantonly, "As long as you add True Ice to the strong liquor, under Ornn's fire breath, the liquor can't be drunk dry!"

"I said, that's all to lie to children!" The drunkard leaned over and took out a barrel that looked particularly large from under the table, "I have the strongest liquor in Freljord here, even True Ice can't freeze it, but I never knew it couldn't be drunk dry!"

If it was before meeting Lux, Nunu might not know how to deal with it, but now looking at the other party's confident look, the little guy blinked his eyes and suddenly had an idea.

"Well, how about we make a bet like the trolls and Ornn?" He gestured to Willump to hand over the mask representing Ornn to the other party, "Since you carry a barrel with you, you must be a big drinker, right? Let me add some ice to you and see if you can finish this barrel of wine!"

"Aha, poor provocation, kid!" The other party snorted, "This barrel of wine is my treasure, and many of the materials are obtained from Demacia merchants. I will not waste it because of a random bet!"

"As long as you drink the wine, it's not a waste!" Nunu raised his face, "If you can drink all the iced wine in one breath, then I won't recruit companions, and my caravan will be compensated to you!"

The drunkard finally showed a little interest when he heard this. He hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his palm.

"Okay, if I can't drink all the iced wine, then I, Gragas, will work on your caravan and work hard without complaint!"

In Nunu's smile, two palms, one big and one small, clapped together, and the bet was officially established!

Compared to Nunu and Willump's performance, this on-the-spot bet was undoubtedly more exciting. For a moment, everyone participating in the dinner cast their eyes over. They surrounded Nunu and Gragas in the center, waiting for them to verify the ancient legend of Freljord.

Under the gaze of everyone, Gragas placed his barrel on the table and gently pulled out the cork.

With a "pop" sound, a pungent smell that made people's souls restless began to spread in the wind, and among the crowd of onlookers, the wine lovers were all brightened up - according to the Freljord people's aesthetic of "the stronger the wine, the better", the strong wine in Gragas' barrel can be said to be almost perfect.

So, the pressure came to Nunu.

What about True Ice?

Maybe for ordinary people, True Ice is a very rare existence, but for Nunu, it is not difficult to get a piece of True Ice. Without him asking, Willump took out a long piece of True Ice and put it directly into Gragas' barrel.

As Nunu made a gesture of invitation, Gragas finally raised his barrel, raised his head and started to drink.

The sharp aroma of wine began to spread. As Gragas drank, a lot of wine flowed out from the corners of his mouth and flowed down his thick beard. It seemed that because of the ice, the wine froze instantly when it met the wind. In just a moment, Gragas' beard was covered with a thick layer of ice.

However, Gragas seemed unaware and continued to drink his liquor in big gulps.

Under the drinking like a giant whale swallowing the sea, Gragas's already bulging belly swelled rapidly like a balloon. Judging from the swollen volume, the barrel of wine seemed to be about to be drunk.

But just when everyone thought that Nunu would lose his caravan, an amazing scene appeared.

The volume of Gragas's swollen belly had far exceeded the capacity of the barrel, but his drinking was still not over. Gragas still held the barrel high and continued to drink, but the white ice shell on his beard was getting bigger and bigger.

The crowd finally realized that something was wrong. Their eyes gradually turned from curiosity to astonishment, until Gragas could no longer drink and fell down in a mess. The barrel was thrown to the side, and the clear wine was still gushing out and freezing quickly.

The originally noisy banquet was now silent. Everyone opened their mouths and stared at everything in front of them dully, until Willump took the initiative to cover the lid of the barrel, and then they looked at each other and began to communicate with their eyes.

Before this, Nunu was performing a legendary story.

And at this moment, the legend really shined into reality.

If the spring breeze has pity for flowers, can you allow me to be young again? Cheng Lu played well!

No more, accompany three cups of tea and a hundred ways!