When he returned to the furnace country, Jeno felt the first thing he felt was the scorching heat that was completely different from the cold of Freljord.

For the first time, Ash felt this feeling, and she was so hot that her thighs were sweating with the ice bow on her back. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down the tip of her nose, giving Ash a taste of sweat, which was a rare experience for her.

Jeno stopped the boat at the mountain pass, and when he saw that Ash's face was flushed, sweating like rain, and there were obvious signs of heat stroke, he told her to stay on the boat and not come down.

But more importantly, he hadn't talked to Orn about the alliance yet, and he was going to talk to Orn about it later, and Ash would be in a lot of pain if he was around.

But it backfired, and the stubborn Ash couldn't rely entirely on someone else for this kind of thing, so she decided to take matters into her own hands.

"No, I'm here with my people, I'm representing Avarossa, how can I be absent?"

Jana and Jano looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, he had to let Ash follow. If it's exposed, it's exposed, there's no way Ash can mess it up.

"Orn's flames can melt ice, so if you don't want to leave empty-handed, grab the ice bow and keep your distance." Jeno had tried to dissuade Ash, but it reminded her. She took the longbow from her back and clutched it tightly in her hand.

"I'm ready, let's go, time is pressing." Ash said.

Jeno shrugged his shoulders, and they slid down the huge crater in the mountain to the ruins of the small town of Furnace Country. Following the conspicuous green smoke, they stepped on the steaming floor to the center of the crater basin. Here, he could clearly feel that the temperature in the furnace country was even hotter than when he had come before.

Then in the center of the pit, he saw the majestic figure, with his back to the group. From time to time, Orn erupted flames from his mouth and nose, and the old forged was on fire again. Only then did Jeno realize that the reason for the increase in temperature in the furnace was that Orn had already lit the furnace and had been waiting for them for a long time.

"That's Orn! I could feel the sheep spirit burning inside me. Seeing the legendary Old Gods, Udir was very unshocked. His hair grew wildly, his eyes burned with fire, and he looked close to Orn's appearance.

But he didn't lose control, and he quickly calmed down before Ash's arrow landed on him. The sheep spirit did not invade his spirit, he was just too sensitive to the spirit, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that this was an allergic reaction.

"Will Orn be as good a talker as Anivia?" With such questions and expectations, Ash followed Jeno and cautiously approached the great god.

As if he hadn't noticed their arrival, Orn was busy with his work, never looking back at them, nor saying anything until Jeno spoke first.

"Orn, we brought something, but something has happened and we need you to walk around and help pick it up."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he scared Ash, how dare he talk to Orn like that? And what surprised her even more was that Orn really put down the work at hand and turned his head to respond to this mortal's rude request.

"Don't say anything, I've already asked about my brother's smell in the wind."

Orn's voice was like a volcano about to erupt, and it was easy to hear the irritability in his voice, and Udir's feeling was even more direct, it felt like a volcanic eruption was lava sprinkled into the air, and the skull was buzzing.

"To be clear, we didn't mean to lure Volibel here." Jeno knew that Orn hated trouble, so he quickly put the relationship aside.

"There were so many things that I had to ask the Avarosa clan to help transport them. And just as we crossed the mountains and crossed the territory of the Claws of Winter, their warmother appeared with the entire tribe and the bears, and launched an attack on us. ”

Orn didn't say anything when he heard what happened to the people of Avarossa. He was silent, but Ash, who was on the side, was in a hurry.

"Praise Aoun, Flame Bringer, Primordial Artisan, King of Foundry, I need your help!" She walked up to Orn, against waves of heat as she breathed, and looked up at the great god.

"I am Ash, the warmother of the Avarosa clan. My people have brought you the forging materials you need, and many of us are your followers, who have come thousands of miles to see your craft, and I beg you to give us a chance! ”

After she finished speaking, she made a gesture that was extremely inconsistent with her status as an Iceborn: she was half-kneeling and placed her weapon at Orn's feet.

"I don't need believers." Orn looked down at Ash, and when he saw the familiar longbow on the ground, he immediately remembered something unpleasant, and snorted a burning breath: "Especially the three sisters, none of them are sincere. ”

The scorching waves of flames pushed Ash back, and she felt as if her skin was burning, and she couldn't speak.

"She's not Avarossa, she's Ash." Jeno stands in the way of Ash, and the three sisters' use makes Orn feel guilty, thus turning his anger on the innocent Ash.

With the dual protection of the Ice Bow and Jeno, Ash was able to survive Orn's wrath, even if it was just a disgruntled snort.

"Does it make a difference?"

Orn still gave Jano face and didn't do anything to hurt Ash again.

"The biggest difference between Ash and the three sisters is that she will not betray Freljord. Orn, I know you have no interest in the strife of the world, and you don't want to meddle. But what dwells below threatens the entire Runeterras, and at this juncture, every trusted ally is precious. ”

"We agreed that you would bring me the Forbidden Demon Tree and I would help you forge it, and now you want me to help you fight off Volibel. You're giving me the blacksmith's wages and you want me to do the work of a warrior!" Give an inch and take a mile! ”

Orn slammed into the ground in anger, his huge fist smashing a deep pit into the ground, causing the entire Furnace Town to tremble.

He had never been so angry, and he had rarely said anything so long. The fury of this giant beast was terrifying, as if the Titan had destroyed the world, and even Ash, who had faced Volibel's wrath, couldn't help but hide behind Jano and tremble.

"But you can't just give up the lives of those furnace families, right?" Jeno smiled reluctantly.

Hearing the Furnace family, Orn couldn't help but be moved, he was silent, and the tragedy of the past came back to his mind.

Once, when Volibell came, they fought, and they fought for eight days and eight nights, and the furnace family was affected and all died.

Now that he has a chance to prevent the tragedy from happening again, what will he do when the choice is in front of him again?