League of Legends Millennium Warlord

In the west of Ionia, the newly born land, a Y-shaped strait and river separates the island of Philo, the province of Navoli and the mountains in the south.

As a maritime transportation hub, Philo is located on the east coast of Philo Island. It has a prosperous commercial port and is one of the few areas in the Born Land that is directly open to the outside world.

In the mountains south of Ferol, an ancient natural temple was built on a cliff near the sea.

The dark and hard mountain stone bricks have stood in the sea breeze for thousands of years and remain immortal. Legend has it that this garden temple was established by Karma, the first Ionian spirit. Except for some scars on the top walls that were damaged due to battles, naturally The temple always maintains solemnity and solemnity,

Just like the priest himself who guards the temple alone, he is full of ancient and mature wisdom...at least that's what the priest thinks.

On this day, Konigan, the priest of the Nature Temple, strolled outside the Nature Temple as usual, enjoying the salty and humid sea breeze on the sea cliff.

This was the few leisure time he had. In order to pursue the wisdom left by Karma in the temple, he had to spend most of his time on the walls, meditating in boredom on the ancient Ionian texts on the temple walls and stone tablets.

He firmly believes that he can obtain ancient wisdom in these words, bringing him closer to Karma... although he has gained nothing to this day.

"It's almost time to meditate."

With a leisurely sigh, Konigan stroked his beard, patted his gray robe, and prepared to return to the temple.

"Excuse me, is Master Konigan here?"

I don't know when, a young and handsome traveler and a beautiful-looking girl came to me. The man was smiling, and the girl had a solemn face, and her eyes were full of hostility when she looked at him.

Konigan didn't need to think about it. These two young people must have been lost and longed for his guidance. Just like Karma guided the lost Ionians, hoping to get wisdom from him. As for hostility, it must be Is doubting his ability as a guide, he will use his wisdom to prove everything.

Puffing up his chest, Konigan looked at the lost man with wise eyes and straightened his robes.

"The Master Konigan you are looking for is me. Young people, tell me why you are here. In this ancient temple, I have guided countless lost lambs. Maybe your doubts can be answered here."

"Oh, you are Cornigan. Have you ever seen the underworld?"

Under Konigan's proud gaze, the man stepped forward and gave the priest his favorite mouthful.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp and loud blow, the girl behind the man covered her mouth, her face turning a cherry color.

The man's slap only used 10% of the force, but Cornigan was spinning in place like a top. The left cheek quickly swelled and turned red. Finally, he could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground.

Koenigan covered his face and angrily yelled at the spinning illusion and two suns in front of him.

"Cunning villain! Why did you hit me?"

"Because you are a teacher who is not worthy of your name and you have harmed many people, so I will beat you lightly."

Konigan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. How the hell is this gentle? My brain is about to be knocked out, okay?

"Why do you say that I am not worthy of my reputation? Why do you say that I am harmful to others? Bastard!"

Koenigan, who had been facing the wall and thinking about the secrets of the temple all year round, got up from the ground in anger, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground again.

"I heard that you taught many apprentices how to control wild magic. Is this true?"

The man took the initiative to pull Konigan up, but Konigan pushed him away angrily.

"It seems that your eyes are not completely blind, but you are disrespecting a master because of those rumors. Young man, you better understand who you have offended. This is the temple of the Ionian Spirit, and you will not tolerate blasphemy."

"In my opinion, someone who can guide others to control magic must be a powerful mage.

Well, if you can prove that you are a powerful mage, I will apologize to you. "

The damn world finally stopped spinning. In Koenigan's eyes, the handsome face was suddenly filled with evil energy. But now, he couldn't retreat.

"Fool, tell me with your shallow mouth, how do you want me to prove it?"

The man smiled slightly, patted the girl behind him on the shoulder, and pushed the girl forward.

"You are a teacher, and I am also a teacher. A teacher will definitely be stronger than a student. You compete with my students to see whose magic is more powerful. If you can beat her, I will apologize to you and admit that you are the real master."

After re-examining the girl named Syndra, Konigan guessed that the girl was probably only fifteen years old, and that her body was not surrounded by the four basic elements. She was probably a fool who became arrogant after learning some magic formulas.

How could such a person defeat him?

The only question is, why does the other party exclude a student from comparing with himself? Isn't this an insult to himself?

Thinking of this, Koenigan pointed at the man.

He was ready to give the man a taste of pain.

"I don't bother bullying juniors. Aren't you her student? Come on."

Lester almost laughed out loud. He just wasn't satisfied. Unexpectedly, Koenighan made such an irresistible request on his own.

On the other side, Konigan's words made Syndra, who was about to take action, a little more worried. She naturally knew that her teacher was a powerful figure, but the teacher was bound by a powerful seal and could not release any magic at all. How could he Win the magic showdown.

Taking the initiative to stop Lester, Syndra prayed.

"Teacher, otherwise I'll do it."

"Syndra, don't underestimate your teacher."

Patting Syndra's head, Lester put his mouth to Syndra's ear and whispered.

"I'm afraid you can't control yourself and kill him. That would be bad. Leave it to me and I'll vent your anger on you."

Nodding her head, Syndra took two steps back to make enough room for her teacher.

Lester and Konigan each stood still, and Konigan took the initiative to speak.

"How are we better than the elemental creations?"

Naturally, Lester would not agree. He could shape the elements into large lifelike figures more than 900 years ago, but so what if he couldn't release magic.

"Since it is a magic competition, it will naturally be conducted through combat. The winner will be determined by comparing elemental creations... Haha, with all due respect, are you playing house?"

"Okay! Let's compete! It's just that magic has no eyes. If you die under my magic..."

"That's my problem. If I die under your attack, it has nothing to do with you.

My students will collect the corpses for me to make you famous, but I won't kill you because I can control my magic and won't let it go past half a step. "

I thought that the man in front of me would give in, but Koenigan didn't expect that the man would go so far as to say this without leaving any room.

"You asked for this."

No longer hesitating, Konigan opened his hands in tandem, condensing the fire element in his right hand, and a ball of fire rose from the palm of his hand.

"Clap your hands."

The sound in his ears hadn't disappeared yet. In the blink of an eye, the man who was five meters away from him had arrived in front of Konigan and slapped the unformed fireball magic with his palm.

Just like pinching out a newly lit reed, the fire went out with a 'pop'.

At this moment, Konigan found that he had lost his sense of the elements, and the results of decades of meditation were in vain.

An unprecedented sense of panic and loss hit his heart. Koenigan stared dumbly at the man whose palms were connected to his own. Under the man's mysterious smile, he took two steps back with numbness, but his body still did not recover.

This is not interrupting spellcasting, this is silence, isolating elemental induction.

"how did you do it……"

"You talk too much. We are fighting now. Do you want your enemy to explain what he is capable of?"

Taking a few steps forward, Lester grabbed Koenigan's wrist and threw Koenigan cleanly to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw. Koenigan, who was on his back, was thrown to pieces and his eyes were filled with stars. Completely lost combat effectiveness.

Lester patted Konigan's cheek, and after confirming that Konigan could no longer get up again, he said calmly.

"You are too weak. I don't even need to use magic to deal with you. Remember your failure, Konigan. You are not worthy of being a teacher at all, and you will never be able to teach outstanding students. This just shows that I did not waste my time today." Come on, you didn’t get beaten in vain...

Syndra, let's go. "

"Good teacher."

After struggling twice, Konigan chose to give up and turned his back to the sky, wanting to cry without tears.

To this day, he doesn't know the name of the man who hit him, but he only remembers that his apprentice's name is Syndra.

…

The refreshed Lester took Syndra directly to the Noxian trading ship in Ferol bound for Fendo in the Valoran continent. He could take Syndra directly to the Witch through the Bandle portal. The house asked Nora to use the back door, but that would make Syndra's first trip less fun.

Life should not be rushed all the time, and you should also leave some time to look at the scenery around you. He wanted to give Sindra a better travel memory, and taking a boat was the first unforgettable journey.

It is worth mentioning that Roy did not go with Lester, but transformed into a seabird and returned to Fogtail Island.

Roy, who ate the fruit of the sacred tree, gained the ability to enhance the magic of vastaya of his own race, which obviously played a greater role in Misttail Island. He could also guide new Misttails to join the Emerald Territory and become invisible assassins.

There were no other disturbances along the way. The imperial merchant ship went all the way south and arrived in Fendo in one and a half months. After trading the goods, it then arrived along the coast of Valoran continent and arrived at Ironwater City in the southeast of the continent. It turned around at Ironwater City. Go west,

The imperial merchant ships traded with coastal cities along the way, and it took four months to reach the Peart Canal, the most prosperous city of progress and the capital of civilization.

The years at sea before arriving in the City of Progress were always monotonous. Sindra's initial excitement for the blue sea and sky turned into excitement for her teacher. Within a month, she found that her teacher Lester was boring. The sea and clouds are much more interesting.

Being by Lester's side is more than just learning magic. Lester, who has worked hard, has the most complete training plan. Syndra knows very well how deep the teacher's love for her is. When she is with a man, she chooses to have no bottom line. Trust, the man reciprocated her trust and never let her down.

In the starry night, she can always hear ancient and interesting stories, from the Frost Witch in the Frostguard Fortress in the north to the endless void in the south of the world, located in Icathia. The secrets of Runeterra are by the teacher's side. With nothing to hide, the touching story made her cry.

In Leicester's company, she saw Ryze, the guardian of the world's runes, who was carrying the pain of killing his master and walking alone with a scroll on his shoulders. She saw the wandering soul of the void wandering in Icacia, guarding the weapon of the eternal flame with his life. Master Jax also saw his two sisters who had to betray him, watching the Far North alone under thousands of miles of ice, and the frost witch Lissandra, who contended with the watchers.

Each story was a heroic deed that could be sung for thousands of years, but now it appeared in front of her in the teacher's gentle words. Sindra finally knew that the teacher who told her the legend was himself a living legend.

She maintains a strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge about everything outside the village of Scarcias. The sound of waves and waves is always accompanied by the man's magnetic words to accompany her to sleep.

She could eat sweet biscuits and sit on the edge of the teacher's bed kicking her legs, lazily and leisurely put her arms on the edge of the table to support her chin, or lean on the teacher's shoulders and act coquettishly, immersively going to countless thrilling places. The place of adventure.

She became a personal experiencer of every adventure story, and experienced with empathy what a miracle is and what a magnificent life is.

Lester is like a treasure boy who knows everything. He can always make her laugh happily and make her cry with touching stories.

Whether she is crying or laughing, the girl is sure that this is the first time that she feels sincerely satisfied with her life. Sindra even secretly fantasizes about floating on the sea with her teacher forever and becoming his only bride until she After knowing how many women the teacher had, she opened her mouth and gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​'the only one'.

She understood the meaning of the Noxus Empire and the Emerald Territory to the teacher, understood that the stars in the sky were actually the teacher’s enemies, understood that the teacher’s shoulders carried the shackles of fate, and even more understood the meaning of herself.

That is to learn and grow at all costs, to become the most powerful mage in the shortest time, to help his teacher, the legendary lord Lester from thousands of years ago, to defeat all enemies,

After that, she can naturally fulfill her dream - let her teacher hold a grand wedding for her. The groom is the teacher and the bride is naturally herself.

She believed that when that day came, her teacher would never reject her.

With such goals and dreams in mind, Sindra, who put on her bridal gown in her sleep, smiled sweetly. The girl opened her eyes, and the sailor's shouts came from the window.

The girl stood up quietly, walked to the other single bed, lowered her head to the sleeping man, and took the first brave step.

What the brave girl didn't see was that the 'sleeping' man's right hand hidden under the quilt suddenly gave a thumbs up.