There are people grazing such things as Oro, and Jeno is curious.

It can't produce hair or meat, and it's nothing but cute. Selling Orodang pets seems to be the greatest value of their existence.

And they don't have fangs or claws, or agility, so I don't know how they survive in the snow and ice of Freljord.

To these questions, the pastor answered Jeno in this way.

It's not just cute, they're smart and have the ability to protect themselves. When he grows to a certain size, he will walk upright instead, leaving his hands free to use tools.

The shepherd of Ernok had seen a burly Polo with a hammer that defeated a wild claw, a giant wolf as burly as a bear that would hunt Ernok in packs.

When the size continues to increase, King Oro will be born. King Pora's size has surpassed that of humans, and he has no weaker intelligence and strength. The little Pyras would spontaneously gather around the King of Pola and obey the king's orders. And the king of Oro will also command the group of Oro with a sword, which really looks like that.

In fact, the people of the Avarosa tribe are very friendly to the Poras, and in addition to the Pola Shepherds, they have set up a special position as a food preparer to prepare the most authentic Pora snacks to feed them.

And if people are kind to Pora, Pora will be kind to people.

On one occasion the village of Avarosa was attacked by the enemy, and just when the people were in danger, a group of Polo appeared in droves. Under the leadership of the King of Pora, they used their bows and arrows as spears, or dozens of huddles rolled down from the heights, and rushed towards the enemy with a happy face, bouncing them back.

It's confusing.

The pastor also said that in fact, there are ghosts all over the world, and even the Shadow Isle has a ghost Oro, can you imagine a very cute Oro suddenly jumping out and making a grimace to scare you? That's the real Ah Wei died.

No one knows how these seemingly fragile creatures survive in a variety of environments. They seem to have an indescribable magic, just like the yodelers, who blend perfectly into their environment.

Poro's footsteps also spread to the Wailing Abyss.

The Weeping Abyss is the coldest and harshest place in Runeterra, but you can take Pyra as a symbol of all the warmth, joy, and love that still exists.

In fact, Poro is a symbol of love. Their bellies are in the shape of hearts, precisely because they are creatures of love. To make friends with Poro, you need to give love and be as friendly as the legendary Bronn to reap the friendship of Poro.

Jeno talked a lot about the interesting facts about Poro, but the one that impressed him the most was the next one.

Can you eat it?

Just like eating game, some people with a curious mindset always want to try something different.

Here's what the pastor said to Jeno about this:

"Take a sip of this soft and gentle piece of meat, and your mind will be flooded with every color imaginable: magenta, indigo, sea foam green, yellow-green! Every rub between your lips and teeth will overwhelm your taste buds with different flavors: marshmallows, wild cherries, salted sea bass, and toasted coconut! After swallowing a small bite, you can feel the restlessness as it slides down your esophagus, and you will feel like you want to sneeze but you can't help it. Pinch a piece off your plate, craving the colors and flavors it creates for you, and your stomach will ripple with a slight ripple that makes you tickle. You can't help but cough slightly, followed by a series of rapid gasps. Fluff and crumbs of skin erupt from your mouth like confetti.

Suddenly, the ripples in your stomach turned into sharp, punctured pain, like something was trying to break through the walls of your guts with a knife-like fist. Your body swells and tugs, and you cry out for God to save you, even if it's death, or anything that can put an end to this unspeakable suffering.

In the blur of tears, you see two sharp horns piercing the mucous membranes of your own skin, and they come back and rush like a bull to a matador's cloak. A basketball-like creature swaggers out of your battered stomach, your blood floating on it, and the creature quickly swells into a hairball and shakes its fluff. Blood splashes right on your face. Your eyes tremble, and you finally see the glowing creature—like a dandelion in the sun, standing softly and comfortably on your sickening, almost corpse-like body. It pulls out its big pink tongue and licks it on your cold cheeks.

That's the last scene you see.

That's pretty much the story. That's right, no one tastes Poro anymore. ”

Jeno was deeply impressed by the virus-like way of reproducing Poro, and he finally knew how this "cute" little creature survived in the snow and ice.

From now on, he will be kind to all the Oro he encounters.

By the time they returned to Frost Harbor, the Tavern was already open.

It seems to be a well-known old shop, and many people watch the tavern open for a drink. Obviously, not long after the door opened, half of the tables were already full of guests, and some college students went to the library to take up a seat, so Jeno and the others also hurried over to find a table to wrap the round.

The bare-armed waitress walked from bar to table with beer, and the flew, kind-hearted boss was cooking Ernuk's leg in public, and a dumbfounded owl perched on his shoulder, and immediately brought him a carrot when he heard his command.

The tavern owner caught a glimpse of Jeno and his party who had just entered the door, and immediately greeted the new guests warmly:

"Yo! The Gentiles have come to Freljord? It's a hard world out there, isn't it? Don't worry, the owl bistro will provide you with a cup of special concoction to ward off the cold, and even newborns will grow chest hair to keep out the cold when they drink it! ”

He patted his chest and reassured, Jeno looked around, and the other strong men had an ice-blue drink on the table, presumably it was a steel mixture, right?

"The owner is so welcoming, then we don't want to drink your wine for nothing, so let's order two beef ribs first, and then ten beers. Barbecue with wine, the more you drink, the more you have! This kind of marketing method is like a first order with a discount of xx yuan, which is directly reduced to free, which makes Jeno feel very kind. He responded enthusiastically to the boss, and the other party laughed out loud.

"I welcome anyone who loves wine here, tell me where you are from?"

"There are everywhere."