He Comes From the Void

"Traitor," Sivir replied.

"Your old leader?" Kahn immediately remembered the leader of the mercenary group that attacked them that night.

"I'm going to become the dead leader soon." Sivir's tone was cold, without any emotion.

Although it was a blessing in disguise for Ah Ha Zai Haro to abandon her, it didn't mean that Sivir would just let him go.

This is a woman who must take revenge, and the same thoughts popped up in the hearts of the others.

"Let's find a place to rest our feet first. After driving for a week, there is no time to shake the sand out of the soles of our shoes." Kaisha noticed Taliyah and Kassadin's exhausted state of mind, and said involuntarily.

Without the skin armor to constantly regulate the physical state, the two of them would not have as much physical strength as them.

"We have no money to stay in the hotel." Kassadin replied dully, the little gold ornaments brought back from Icacia were all replaced by supplies.

"Unless the camels are first pulled to the market and sold."

"Hey!" Sivir interrupted.

"Don't be so troublesome, how long does it take to kill a traitor, when I snatch the mercenary regiment's resident from the hands of the dear old regiment leader, when I want to rest, I want to take a bath, I want to relax, I want to relax. Enjoy." Sivir began to ride a camel towards a certain place in the city, and motioned for several people to follow.

The remaining four looked at each other, and then Kane sighed: "This is her territory, so let her arrange it, and we don't need to take action anyway."

Following Sivir, the four of them came to a small square next to the central library area of ​​Nashilami.

It's dusty, the slabs older than any empire, and it's generally quiet.

Taliyah could feel the pulsation in the depths of the rock formations, hear them speak to her—the slabs had existed since ancient times, when warriors in golden armor took it here, In the middle of the fire, a pair of brothers of god warriors fought here.

Even today, the echoes of the clash of gold and iron are still etched deep in the rock formations, making her shudder.

"You are waiting for me outside. This is my personal enmity." Sivir dismounted the camel and gave it to Taliyah to take care of.

She turned into an alley, opened the curtain of the door first and walked in.

"Can she do it alone?" Taliyah looked at Sivir's lonely back and couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, she is not an ordinary person now."

...

The mercenary garrison was transformed into a private tavern, but now there are not many people, and the candles are not lit, making it look dim and deserted.

Zhai Haro was sitting in front of the bar, drinking mulled wine, pouring cups of Bilgewater rum down his throat, burning his esophagus.

"Head, we are short of manpower. What should we do?"

"Go to the street and look for them. The war has just ended. You can find a few war orphans just by looking around."

After drinking down the glass, Zhai Haro impatiently smashed the silver wine glass on the wooden table and yelled loudly.

"But those orphans have to go through years of training before they can become combat effectiveness, and most of them are malnourished, so we have to subsidize them to restore their health." The newly promoted deputy sighed: "Hey, there are too many people involved in this mission gone."

"Then go to the city and put up notices to recruit people into the regiment!"

Zhai Haruo roared, and the new deputy fled to the door tremblingly in fright.

The mercenary group needs careful management, and she really doesn't want to take over this mess, but the domineering group leader doesn't take her personal wishes seriously at all.

Just when she was thinking about how to deal with this matter, she bumped into a figure inadvertently.

Is it the employer who came to post the task?

The female deputy looked up at the tall woman. Her appearance made her feel a visual impact.

She has a pair of strange purple eyes that glow slightly in the dark. There were three facial lines drawn on her face. She thought it was a tattoo, but she couldn't understand the meaning behind it.

Further up is a shawl of straight hair, from the root to the tip of the hair, showing a gradient color from deep purple to pure black, a low-key brilliance.

Her long hair covered the metal forehead, which was inlaid with a huge emerald, quite old-fashioned, it looked like it was taken out of a tomb, and it was very valuable.

After digesting the visual impact at the beginning, the female deputy looked at the face as a whole, and then it became more and more familiar, and finally couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Deputy Sivir!"

She recognized Sivir, but Sivir didn't even greet her perfunctorily as usual, and directly reached out to press her face and pushed her away.

The indifference between her eyebrows and eyes was like she was pushing a chair that was in the way.

She wondered why Sivir was so cold, but immediately saw her squeeze out a friendly smile like coming home.

However, when the iron boots stepped on the stone bricks, there was a hollow echo, which made the female deputy feel inexplicably cold.

"Captain, I didn't expect you to be so haggard."

Sivir walked into the hall slowly, looking across three rows of wine tables at the head of the group who was drinking away his worries.

"Xivir? You escaped from those monsters!" Seeing who came, Zhai Haluo was stunned for a moment, and immediately put on a bold smile: "Come on, there will always be a place for you here .”

But having said that, he didn't rise to welcome Sivir.

He watched Sivir grow up, and although he didn't care too much about it, he still knew a thing or two about his temperament.

Moreover, some details of Sivir's body had changed, which made him faintly feel that something was wrong.

The other mercenaries also looked at Sivir silently. They knew that the visitor was not kind.

"I didn't even want to greet you when I got up, and said that I will always have a place. In your heart, I might die." Sivir took off his forehead and put it on the wine table beside him: "At the beginning I begged for your help but you ignored me, now that you are short of people, why don’t you think of me? It’s just a tool, anyone can be sacrificed when necessary.”

"No, I didn't think about abandoning you. It's just that those monsters... are horrible... My legs can't help it..."

Seeing Sivir taking off his armor while talking, and laying it neatly on the table, Zhai Haluo's face became more and more ugly:

"What are you doing?"

"I'm here to get back what belongs to me, the wealth that I obtained by relying on my schemes, but was intercepted by your arbitrariness." The skin armor began to spread on the body surface, tearing the tight clothes, and Sivir couldn't help but let out a burst of pain Moaning: "The things here should belong to me, including your life."

Seeing Sivir turned into a carapace-wrapped monster, the other mercenaries scattered around the hall immediately panicked.

Even their leader Zhai Haluo was stunned.

He picked up the iron thorn whip coiled on the bar, but the fear couldn't stop spreading from his heart to his limbs, making his hands and feet tremble.

After experiencing the horror of that night, they all deeply remembered the meaning behind this pair of black and purple armor.