Demacia Prince Cao Guolong

"Interesting. So, should I kneel down now?"

"I'm talking to you very seriously..."

Heron looked helplessly at Sejuani, who had a disdainful expression.

"I swear, farming really can feed you..."

"Really? I've never seen anyone who doesn't go hungry by farming."

"I've seen it before!"

In his previous life, Herren grew up eating crops from the fields. Didn't he know whether this was enough to fill his stomach?

"Like Demacia in the south and Noxus in the east, their food comes from farming... Freljord can't farm because of environmental reasons, but now with Haestir, all of that can be solved."

"Heron... to be honest, I don't know why you're so interested in these unorthodox methods. If you ask me, the Claws of Winter should hunt and fight; this is the means of survival that God has given us."

"grass……"

Good grief, you haven't forgotten your roots, have you? If we don't listen to you, the Winter's Claw will be wiped out?

"Alright, I'll find someone else, someone from outside the tribe, okay?"

"You want to go solo?"

Sejuani, who had been so confident, frowned and changed her tone when she heard that Harren was thinking of going it alone.

"If you're confident... I can allow you to do it on a small scale within the tribe..."

"Farming doesn't require large muscles, and the warriors in the tribe can still hunt for their lives, but there will always be old and weak people in the tribe, won't there?"

"Well……"

Sejuani stroked her chin; this time, she was finally somewhat persuaded.

She couldn't imagine her powerful warriors burying themselves in farming, nor did she want to see that. But the old and weak in the tribe were meant to stay there anyway, so finding them some work seemed like a good idea.

"Okay, I agree... but if that's all, you didn't need to specifically consult me, did you?"

"Yes, I also need you to vindicate Haestir in the name of the War Mother."

"Correcting the name?"

"That's right. Haestriel needs believers to become powerful. We just need a start. Once Haestriel truly displays her divine power, I think everyone will spontaneously worship her."

After saying that, Heron affectionately put his arm around Sejuani's shoulder, making empty promises.

"Imagine, this is a true demigod. If He really regains His divine power, then the Winter's Claw will be a tribe with a demigod in charge."

"hiss……"

Sejuani blinked; the prospect... did indeed sound tempting enough.

"So... what should I do?"

"It's very simple. You have enough prestige. Just acknowledge Haistriel's divinity in front of the farmers you find. That's enough. Even if they are skeptical, I think it will be sufficient."

Sejuani pondered for a moment, thinking it over and over, but couldn't think of any downsides.

"Okay, I promise you."

Having received Sejuani's affirmation, Heron clapped his hands and looked at Aura with a smile.

"Alright, Haistir is now officially employed. Welcome, new priestess of the tribe."

Aura timidly adjusted her large glasses, pressed down her wizard hat, and bowed to Sejuani.

"Please...please guide me."

"???"

Sejuani looked completely bewildered.

"I didn't agree to that, did I?"

"Hey, Alara is the only one who can communicate with Haestir. If you don't let her be the priestess, who are you planning to find?"

"..."

Sejuani's expression changed several times before she finally gave a soft snort and reluctantly accepted it.

This damn rabbit is impossible to get rid of.

With the farmland matter temporarily settled, Heron gave Alara a few instructions and told her to go back and think of a few more powerful spells to showcase Haestir's high-class style.

Aura had long wanted to avoid Sejuani, and upon hearing this, she felt as if she had been granted a pardon. After a hasty farewell, she skipped and hopped back to her tribe.

After Aurora's lithe figure disappeared, only Heron and Sejuani remained by the lake.

After a moment of silence, Sejuani stretched and said casually.

"Let's go, we need to get back to the tribe."

"Ha, acting like you're a super busy person... Since you're all out here, shall we go for a walk together?"

"Oh?"

Sejuani was clearly interested.

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of your outfit?"

"Heh... I just happened to take a good shower today, otherwise I would have stank."

Sejuani pursed her lips, but refused to admit it.

"Yes, she even took a shower."

Herren pretended to sniff it.

"Heh, it smells pretty good."

Upon hearing this, Sejuani raised an eyebrow and looked at Harren with a strange expression, but remained silent.

After a long while, until even Heron's thick skin became a little embarrassed, Sejuani finally burst out laughing.

"Your flirting style is so damn old-fashioned."

"Hey, I really tried my best..."

"Okay, you don't need to flatter me. Although your requests are a bit numerous, I trust you, so it doesn't make things difficult for me... Let's just get along normally."

"That's great!"

Herren's smile grew even more relaxed. He was worried that his excessive demands would make Sejuani resentful, even if he believed he was doing the right thing.

Seeing that Sejuani was so frank, he had nothing to worry about.

"Okay, I was just kidding you. You smell like a wild boar."

"screw you!"

Sejuani punched Harren hard, then strode around to the lake.

"Let's go, just walk around this lake."

"That's a bit boring... How about I tell you some stories that happen in other parts of this world?"

"Oh? Didn't you say you've lived in Luxiang for over a decade? You know about other places too?"

"Of course, I am born with knowledge... to put it another way, like a prophet."

"boast……"

"You don't believe me? Well... let me think about it."

After thinking for a moment, Herren simply brought up Demacia, which was adjacent to the region.

"Do you know about dragons? Demon dragons? The prince of Demacia fell in love with a demon dragon."

"A dragon? A person, and a dragon?"

This bizarre plot indeed captivated Sejuani.

"How is this possible?"

"Ah, that demonic dragon, perhaps it's of impure blood, or perhaps for some other reason, but anyway, she can transform into a half-human, half-beast form, and she saved the prince's life when he was in grave danger. A beauty saving a hero, isn't that easy to understand?"

Heron didn't actually know the details of Jarvan IV and the Dragon Girl's relationship. He might have known before but forgotten now, but since it was just a story of strange tales, artistic embellishment didn't matter.

"That prince, people call him Jarvan IV, but his actual name... might just be Jarvan, or it might be Cao Guolong."

"No matter what kind of prince he is... I still can't understand how someone could fall in love with a half-human, half-beast creature, don't you think?"

Sejuani looked at Herren with amusement.

"I feel like there's something hidden in your words..."

"You're overthinking it... Is there anything else?"

"Let me think... Would you like to hear the story of Bandle City?"