The bearded guy appeared earlier than Rod had imagined - Rhodes had thought that someone would only come looking for him when he walked near the Siren's station, but he didn't think that someone would come to him as soon as he entered Rat Town.

But this is normal, after all, the other gang leaders are not stupid.

Now it seems that it is a foregone conclusion that Gana's faith will replace Naga Kapolos's faith, and in this case Rhodes is an absolute big red man - it is important for everyone to have a good relationship with Rhodes.

Faith is faith, and everybody wants some leaning.

Raven, Old Blow, and Huck are confident that they have teamed up to destroy the Sirens, but no one wants to face Jana's wrath.

(Unfortunately, this group doesn't know that Jana's anger is at best sweeping you out...... ）

And now, Sarah seems to have taken the absolute initiative - although the other three gangs don't know that Sarah and Rod are cooperating, they know very well that Sarah and the sirens smashed Naga Kapolos's field.

For Sarah's choice, Sir Huck commented that he was "a flattering blue pool" - and Sir Huck, who still maintained aristocratic pride in the chaotic illusion, chose to follow in Sarah's footsteps after scolding, and also gave his own gifts and expressed his kindness......

If you don't express it, you can't do it!

In any case, Sarah must not be allowed to sign up for this new thigh, otherwise the Sirens will dominate the family, and Bilgewater will produce a new king!

Unacceptable!

Of the three, Sir Huck was the most responsive and immediately sent his own right-hand man, and he wanted to invite the messenger of Cana no matter what.

And Rhodes was surprisingly talkative—he gladly accepted the invitation and was led by a Huck servant to Huck's station.

……………………

Unlike other pirates' lairs, Huck's lair looks more like a noble quarter.

Although the armor and weapons of Huck's guards were all the same as those of Demacia and Noxus, they were all spotlessly polished and shiny.

What's even more exaggerated is that even though it is in the humid harbor city, Huck has built an antique fortress for himself as a station.

And when he pushed open the heavy door, Rod's only thought was - "How much effort does it take Huck to drive the tide from his station?" ”

The red carpet, the red curtains, the brilliant flowers, the melodious music......

I have to admit that at least when it comes to taking care of the environment, Huck still has a hand - even after entering the castle, Rhodes no longer smells the strong salty smell that has been lingering in Bilgewater, and what is even more rare is that it is not the pungent perfume that hides the smell, but the faint dark fragrance.

The long mopping curtain with bright red as the main tone slowly opened, and Rhodes saw Sir Huck waiting for him.

The déjà vu reminded Rhodes of the long-eared elves of Quel'Thalas, and the Sunstrider family had a soft spot for the big red color - and Rhodes laughed at Kael'thas Sunstrider's tacky aesthetic - "You prince who only has red, black and yellow. ”

Thinking of the really personable Kael'thas and looking at the Huck "Jazz" in front of him, Rhodes suddenly felt very bored.

True nobility is a kind of inside-out heritage, not this kind of deliberate pretense regardless of the occasion.

Rhodes is still surnamed Lothar - have you ever seen Rhodes put on an aristocratic posture when he has nothing to do?

As a result, Rod's impression of Sir Huck fell to a negative number at the first time they met.

And that's not even the worst.

After Rhodes and Huck were seated, Sir Huck began his aria-like narration.

"Ahh

Obviously a noble-born self-respecting statement, Huck's face was full of grovel—he seemed to have some misunderstanding of the modesty that nobles needed to insist on.

"Something to say." Rod finally couldn't help frowning, and it seemed that he was no longer willing to talk to this kind of guy, "You sent someone to find me, what is the matter?" ”

"To offer the faith and respect that belongs to Huck to the great Cana."

"Got it." Rod nodded impatiently, "Is there anything else?" ”

Rod's "straightforwardness" was completely beyond Huck's expectations, and he had the impression that the casters were all talkative and high-minded people.

Judging by Rod's battles, he was indeed a spellcaster—how could he speak so bluntly?

Could it be that the guys who use fire magic are impatient?

Seeing that Rod was starting to get impatient, Huck finally stopped showing off his complicated grammar and began to speak well.

"We're encircling the sirens — you know, she went to Naga Kapolos last night — I mean the priest of the stinky octopus, and today she's pretending to raise her butcher's knife to the priest of the stinky octopus to please the great Jana."

Rod raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by the matter.

Seeing that there was something to be done, Huck spoke further.

"It was she who betrayed Captain Planck on her own initiative, leaving his life and death unknown—so I thought, the great Cana...... will not be blinded by this two-sided three-knife wall-head grass and blue pool...... Right? ”