Rod pressed his hood down, then took the staff in his hand.

When the guard extended his hand to invite him into the tent belonging to Ash, Rhodes did not say a word, and began to walk slowly with his staff, while Olaf and Jana silently played the role of attendants as Rod requested.

The deliberately slow cadence and determined stride gave a special and trustworthy feeling—when Ash himself came out to greet him, Rhodes took the lead in performing a mage salute.

"Good day, Avarossa's successor, Lady Ash."

Successor – an interesting, ambiguous word.

You can think of it as reincarnation, or as a disciple, or even as a spiritual heir.

For a moment, Ash felt refreshed and active—while he was giving the salute, Rhodes silently cast a spell and applied an arcane wisdom to Ash.

"Good day, sir...... What do you call it? ”

"Rod." Anyway, the news of the Freljord people is closed, and it is rare that Rhodes did not take a pseudonym this time, "Just call me Rhodes." ”

"So...... Good day, Mr. Rhodes. ”

In return, Ash silently recalled the language he knew, whether it was Freljord, Demacia, or Noxus, there was no word Rhodes.

"My warrior says he saw the prophesied man." After taking his seat, Ash chose to get straight to the point, "The anger melts the snow and ice, and the song of Avarosa will once again be heard on the great glacier - this is ...... you What is the relationship. ”

"With me......" Rhodes said slowly, as if he had carefully considered the words, "I am not the one who was prophesied, I am just the one appointed by fate." ”

As he spoke, Rhodes repeated his old tricks.

The cold wind blowing through the tent stopped, and Rod waved his hand gently, and the three seeds fell to the ground, and in a blink of an eye they became bouncing little sapling dolls, and they held hands and surrounded Rhodes, jumping and jumping, babbling and humming songs they didn't understand.

"I'm looking forward to hearing the song of Avarosa again."

This spell made it difficult for Ash to remain calm anymore - although the behavior reported by the captain to hold back the wind and snow was exaggerated, the relatively well-informed Ash knew that some mages who were good at fire magic could do it by heating up.

But these little saplings are different!

Ash crouched down and reached out to stroke the little ones, and of the three saplings, one was stunned for Ash to caress them, the other seemed to be afraid of the itch and avoided them, and as for the third sapling, which was the most lively, it simply opened its little mouth to bite Ash's hand.

Although he was taken aback, Ash not only didn't mind, but was even happier.

It's real life!

Freljord shares a border with Noxus, and Ash has seen many mages who can wreak havoc with the wave of their hands, but none of the Noxian mages are good at creating.

Not to mention the creation of life.

As for Rod's identity as a "guide of fate", Ash believed eight points.

And actually...... Naturally, Rhodes is not a guide of fate, and even these saplings have nothing to do with him.

These little saplings are Mokai's children and his eyes - Mokai is a very curious guy, but his body is a tree after all, and it is difficult to leave Fukumitsu Island, so he gives some seeds to Rhodes, and as long as Rhodes releases these seeds, they will grow quickly, grow into small saplings, grow into large trees, and bear new fruits.

And when Mokai recycles the fruits, he is able to "feel" for himself what the trees have experienced.

For Maokai, this is a small trick to satisfy his curiosity, but for those who do not know the truth, it is undoubtedly a high-level trick.

As Ash's eyes sparkled, Rhodes walked out of the tent with the three saplings in his arms and planted them in the same place where he had dispersed the snow.

Then under the gaze of everyone, three big trees rose from the ground.

Strictly speaking, these three trees are supposed to be "doppelgangers" of Mauka, they grow without absorbing nutrients from the outside world, and after bearing their first fruit, they stop growing and do not harvest - but the people of the Avarosa tribe do not know this, and all they see is that in this winter, the three lush trees grow rapidly and bear red, lovely fruits.

Rod whispered a spell and plucked all the fruit after creating a mage's hand.

After leaving three for Mokai, Rhodes gave the rest of the fruit to Ash.

"The wind and snow of Freljord can bury everything, but it will never bury hope, believe in yourself, the song of Alvarossa will surely resound in Freljord!"

Holding these red exploding fruits, Ash burst into tears.

Fate, you have finally given me guidance once again!

I'm not on the wrong path, I'm just lost in the snow for a while!

Under the three towering trees, Ash secretly swore that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would not flinch in the slightest!

The breeze was blowing, and Jana behind Rhodes couldn't hold back, and a smile appeared on her face.

As for Olaf...... He didn't understand anything about what Rhodes did.

……………………

Rod was fully in shape.

He never said a word about the specific affairs of the Avarosa tribe; In the face of Ash's confusion, he is always full of chicken soup; When the winter supply was low, he took a piece of cake and broke it and distributed it to the people, but he fed the whole tribe......

Someone plucked up the courage to ask Rhodes what the future looks like, and Rhodes replied with a smile: Winter is coming, will spring be far away?

After arriving at the Avarosa tribe, Rhodes actually did nothing but pour chicken soup other than the distribution of magic pastries - but just by relying on the chicken soup, he made the tribe's spirit look new!

Those who still complained about Ash's policies kept their mouths shut and said nothing; Those who shared Ash's aspirations felt like they saw hope and worked harder.

In just one month, Rhodes managed to turn himself into the "spiritual leader" of Alvarosa - although there were some disgruntled people who tried to single-handedly find Rhodes, Olaf would tell them what cruelty was.

If he goes head-to-head, Ash may not be able to beat Olaf, let alone these little shrimps who don't even dare to raise their banners to rebel?

(So it's really important to have a little brother, and Rod won while maintaining his full force.) ）

While Rhodes was silently brushing up his tunes, Tydamir returned—and when he learned that a powerful warrior had arrived in the Avarosa clan, he couldn't wait for a man-to-man duel with Olaf.

This time, however, Rhodes intends to take matters into his own hands.