One Blood Pact Principle

"This is your tribe? Ha... It looks truly shameful."

"We just moved here, Olaf, we've only been here a few days, and it's already quite impressive that it's been built up like this."

Heron was quite satisfied with Winter's Claw, which had already gotten on track in just a few days.

The climate here is indeed warmer, and there is a dense forest not far away. In addition to the firewood used for daily heating, there is also some left over to be used as building materials.

Herren has already seen quite a few people starting to build warmer, more windproof wooden houses.

Of course, during the construction, its appearance was not very good. It didn't look like a powerful tribe, but rather like a destitute family who had finally found a place to stay after fleeing famine.

In reality, it doesn't make much difference.

"Where is your War Mother?! I can't wait to fight her!"

"Don't be so presumptuous, Olaf... I've been away for so long, I want to rest more, and I don't want to get involved in your mess."

Seeing that Olaf was getting a little too excited, Herren immediately warned him.

Olaf and Sejuani are allowed to "spar," but Harren doesn't want him to start yelling about fighting right away, as that would make the rest of the tribe think that Harren has brought trouble.

This isn't good for Olaf in the end either.

"Hey! That won't work... unless there's a banquet tonight."

"Don't worry, tonight you'll taste the wine I brewed for yourself."

Herren pondered that the wine he had brewed before the migration should be ready to drink by now.

Not long after, Harren saw Sejuani and Udyr approaching from afar...

Sejuani arrived full of joy, but that joy dissipated somewhat upon seeing Aura.

She didn't think she had much of a problem with the rabbit-person... but in her opinion, if Alara had resolved things with Ornn, she shouldn't have come back...

Could it be that the problem hasn't been solved?

Although she harbored suspicions, Sejuani didn't show it on her face. Overall, the fact that Harren was able to return put a huge weight off her mind.

"How was the trip? Was it smooth sailing?"

"What could possibly go wrong? What could possibly cause me trouble back in my hometown?"

Herren said with a chuckle.

As long as Ornn is there, even if Volibear comes charging in, there will be someone tall enough to block him.

"I mean...you haven't resolved the issue?"

Sejuani nodded toward Aura.

"It's resolved, but it's a long story... Let me rest a bit, and then we'll talk properly. However, Ara will probably have to stay in the tribe for now."

"What?! Uh... I mean... okay, welcome!"

Sejuani's expression changed quickly, but the perceptive Aura easily noticed it, which made her want to back out again.

But for the sake of Heathcliff... let's try to build a good relationship with this capricious war mother...

Just as Alara was feeling pessimistic about her tribe's life, Sejuani finally turned her gaze away from Harren and noticed Olaf, who seemed to be blazing with anger.

At first glance, Sejuani found this burly man very strange... his eyes seemed to be looking at prey, and his mind didn't seem very sharp.

"What is this thing?"

"Things? Ha! What an arrogant attitude! But... I like it!"

Olaf laughed, but due to his agreement with Herren, he did not immediately issue a challenge.

"You've heard his name, Olaf, the warrior of Lokfar, my loyal friend."

"Olaf?"

Sejuani's eyes lit up immediately, and her previous disdain vanished without a trace. She greeted Olaf very warmly.

"I have heard of your name, powerful warrior of Lokfa... I admire your courage and will; the Nutai people have told me your story."

"Ha! Nutai? I'm annoyed by them... But they didn't actually lie to me, so I'll forgive them since they spoke up for me."

Olaf laughed heartily and scratched his head, looking completely like a docile mule. After being flattered by Sejuani for a few moments, he developed a great liking for this newly acquainted war mother.

"So, you want to join our tribe?"

Sejuani seemed to be asking Olaf, but she looked at Horen instead, and Horen answered for Olaf.

"That's true, but only if you can defeat him..."

"Isn't that just common sense?"

Sejuani had no objection to Olaf's expectations.

She even raised her head and said confidently.

"Unlike Ashe, I don't use empty words to bewitch people... If you want others to submit to you, you have to show your strength."

Why bring up Ashe all of a sudden...?

Herren was a little confused. How could things that seemed completely unrelated be connected?

Aren't you two best friends? Why do you have to say something like that...?

"Then, the competition isn't urgent. With such a powerful warrior joining us, we should first organize a welcoming banquet."

Sejuani casually gave the order, her words suggesting that defeating Olaf was a foregone conclusion.

This confidence once again impressed Olaf.

"I love your confidence! Perfect timing, Herren also boasted about his winemaking skills with the same gusto... Let me taste his wine first, then I'll experience your fists!"

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Once the time for the dinner was set, Harren immediately demanded the Thirst of Blood from Sejuani and went to the makeshift hearth.

In the original storyline, Sejuani and Olaf were evenly matched, but Sejuani successfully won Olaf over... Just to be on the safe side, Harren still plans to add some features to Sejuani's weapon.

A person with pure ice blood should rightfully possess a pure ice weapon.

Heron plans to completely reforge Bloodthirst, creating a new Bloodthirst infused with True Ice.

Considering Sejuani's bloodline is pure enough, Harren felt that even if the main body were forged from True Ice, it would be acceptable, but this would test Harren's skills.

Because Herren's contact with Zhenbing is relatively limited, and he does not have the bloodline of ice... he needs to be more cautious.

Led by Udyr, Harren arrived at the furnace that Sejuani had personally ordered to be built.

While other people's wooden houses were still under construction, a proper hearth had already been erected here, and it had been specially maintained with all kinds of facilities.

Moreover, Ian Ian and his apprentices were not seen.

"Where are the others?"

"This is your own furnace room. Sejuani personally had it built, and old Ian drew up the blueprints, so it should be pretty good."

Udir pushed open the door to the furnace room.

"Sejuani said you like enclosed spaces."

"Ha, yes... but it would be even better if it were made of stone. I'm worried I might accidentally burn this place down."

Herren put down his things, checked the surroundings, and placed each tool in the most convenient place for him.

It's unclear whether it was old Ian's extensive experience or Sejuani's keen observation of her.

After a brief inspection, Herren prepared to begin forging.

However, when he looked up, he saw that Udir was still standing there, showing no intention of leaving.

"Is there anything else?"

"Um."

Udyr cleared his throat, closed the door, and then looked at the somewhat confused Herren, speaking mysteriously.

"Would you like to become Sejuani's blood sworn brother?"