Tryndamere smiled proudly at Alistar's praise of Ashe.

But inexplicably, Alistar was obviously praising Ashe for her beauty, but for some reason, Tryndamere always felt a little weird when it came out of the mouth of this tauren.

But fortunately, Alistar just complimented him casually, and soon, under the leadership of Jarvan IV, several people changed the topic.

"Did you all sign up for football?"

"Yes, I signed up for football, weightlifting, and arm strength." Alistar said with a moo.

Tryndamere glanced at Alistar, and then said: "Football, fighting."

At this moment, Tryndamere was happy that he did not sign up for weightlifting.

"Fight." After hearing Tryndamere's words, Jarvan IV looked meaningfully at Tryndamere, who was covered in scars. Anyone who was not blind could see that Tryndamere was an extremely powerful warrior.

The good news is that Tryndamere and Alistar have also signed up for football, and the Freljord happens to be assigned to Demacia, so they can definitely form a team.

The bad news is that weightlifting, an event that Demacia was originally expected to win, now seems to be hopeless.

Although each of the Dauntless Vanguards were strong men, and each of them was an elite soldier with infinite strength, neither Galen nor Jarvan IV believed that they could defeat Alistar in terms of strength.

Just looking at the muscles on that purple body that were as hard as stones, I knew it was impossible to compare to Alistar!

"You should also know that the rules of football competitions are divided into regions. After all, each country only sends a small number of people, and it is definitely impossible to form a football team that requires more than eleven people. Just like our Demacia, this

There were only six athletes in total this time, and some small countries only had two, three, or one or two athletes.”

Jarvan IV smiled and continued: "So this football match has the largest number of participants and the most generous rewards. It organizes teams according to regions. Tryndamere, since we are in the same dormitory, then we might as well

Let’s form a team? What do you think?”

Jarvan IV reached out to Tryndamere.

"I have to ask Ashe about this first," Tryndamere said immediately.

Men do things, but ask women what they do? Jarvan IV was speechless for a moment, but soon realized that Tryndamere was a Freljordian.

In Freljord, women are superior to men. If Tryndamere wants to do something on his own, he really has to get the consent of the tribe's war mother.

Thinking of this, His Royal Highness immediately lost his envy of Tryndamere.

Polyandry means that no matter how beautiful or temperamental the wife is, normal men can't stand it, right?

Obviously, His Highness did not know that Tryndamere and Ashe were actually equal couples, and that Tryndamere was the only husband of Queen Ashe.

But Tryndamere didn't intend to say it. After all, having multiple men in the Freljord War Mother is not a strange thing. On the contrary, his current situation is a strange thing, so there is nothing to explain.

This also led Jarvan IV to label this ferocious-looking warrior as a "hep-controller".

"What about you, Alistar?"

"I'm casual, I just came to Zaun to hang out and eat, and then I want to find someone." Alistar said seriously.

The tauren clan is spread across the continent of Valoran, and Alistar's clan originally guarded Zaun's trade routes, that is, they lived on the Valzur Mountains between Zaun and Noxus.

But those duplicitous Noxians deceived the Tauren, and the Noxians also destroyed Alistar's clan.

As for the other clans, Alistar did see the tauren in the Noxian army, and this made him sad.

He always thought that the tauren were all from the same clan, but they had the same mind. It was obvious that Alistar was overthinking.

But the experience in Noxus also made this simple tauren understand that not all Noxians are bad people, both humans and tauren, there are good and bad.

The cruelty and kindness encountered along the way have promoted Alistar's continuous growth, and now he is repaying the kindness he received.

He wants to find her, a woman.

"Find someone?"

Alistar thought for a while and simply told Jarvan IV what he had experienced.

He was tortured in Noxus, became desperate and angry in the gladiatorial arena, and was later rescued by Emily. Everything was told to Jarvan IV.

After hearing this, Jarvan IV and Galen's expressions gradually became serious.

On the side, Tryndamere's expression also changed.

He saw his own shadow in Alistar. They were both people who almost died.

"Alistair, Demacia can help you." Jarvan said seriously to Alistar.

"Really? But I don't know where Emily is. I'm a headless, gray-faced cow now!" Alistar looked surprised. Of course he knew what the prince of Demacia represented.

"Since you want to help me, let me tell you the truth. I rescued a businessman from a group of shadow wolves in the forest. I told him my story. It was he who told me that the Twin Cities would hold a sports meeting.

Yes, he said that people all over the world will watch the sports meeting, so as long as I participate in the sports meeting, Emily will most likely see me."

"And if I win the game, I can make a request to the Twin Cities." Alistar said cheerfully.

"Alista, that businessman didn't lie to you. I will help you, so just leave it to me." Jarvan IV patted his chest and made a promise: "Demacia will help you find Emily.

, as long as she is within Demacia."

"Thanks."

Alistar stretched out his big hand and held Jarvan IV's small hands tightly.

"You're welcome." Jarvan IV's face twitched. At this moment, he felt the "humiliation" that Galen had felt before.

As a man, especially a man, when shaking hands with the other person, he is actually covered!

Damn it, why are Alistar's hands so big?

"Oh, Ashe just said that I can join you." Tryndamere hung up Hex.

"And she also said that she would ask Avarosa to look for Emily in Freljord."

"Thank you, thank you." Alistar became even happier after hearing this.

"Avarosa Tryndamere, is Avarosa a very big tribe in the Freljord?" Jarvan IV asked quickly after hearing the pride in Tryndamere's tone.

"Avarosa, under the leadership of Ashe, is the largest tribe in Freljord. Its population has exceeded 70,000, and the number of warriors under her command has exceeded 8,000." Tryndamere said with pride, Avarosa

Under Ashe's leadership, things are getting better day by day. Every day, small tribes come to see Ashe, hoping to join Avarosa and receive protection.

However, in just three months, Avarosa's population increased from more than 50,000 to 70,000, and most of them were young adults!

With eight thousand warriors, this is definitely the largest tribe in Freljord!

Can Winter's Claw prepare three thousand warriors now? Two thousand are too high for them!

"She is really amazing." Jarvan IV took a breath.

"So you are a pretty boy." Alistar blurted out.

Galen made a "pop" sound, then immediately turned around, lowered his head and shook his shoulders.

Jarvan IV, who had previously lamented Ashe's power, was also happy. He sat on the bed and looked at Tryndamere, who was standing there in great embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, Alistar, don't talk nonsense."

His Royal Highness the Prince soon conquered Alistar with his personal charm. Seeing the tauren looking at him innocently, he immediately said with a smile: "Don't you see that Tryndamere is starting to feel embarrassed?"

"What's the point?" Tryndamere said stiffly: "Don't talk nonsense, Freljord is like this, and I'm not a pretty boy."

"What doesn't count?" Alistar clasped his head, tilted his head, and said naively: "A woman is more powerful than you, and she is still your emperor. If you are not a pretty boy, then what is a pretty boy? Don't lie to me, I understand.

too much!"

"What do you know! Queen, can you call me a pretty boy about the blood alliance?"

Then, Tryndamere said there again:

"Can a pretty boy be as strong as me? Take a good look at the scars on my body." What about "I can kill a spider tiger with my bare hands and touch an ice weapon." Then he yelled and boasted, "I am still immortal.

.”

With Alistar, a silly person, serving as a seasoning, in the four-person room in dormitory 106, except for Galen who was a little bored, the other three people chatted happily.

Overall, the room is full of cheerful atmosphere!

"Okay, okay, let's go get something to eat now? I'm a little hungry," Jarvan IV said.

"Me too."

"Where to eat? Do you want to take the Hex train to the city center to eat?" Tryndamere put on clothes, a short-sleeved shirt that Ashe picked for him, and said with a puzzled face.

The reason why he still wears short sleeves in winter is because he is a Freljordian and a wolf from the north!

A wolf to him!

"Of course not. Didn't you hear what the law enforcement officers said when you came in? The Twin Cities have already prepared food for us, and I think now, it should be the same model as the Twin Cities University, which is a cafeteria."

"I've already been to the cafeteria. The food they cook is delicious," Alistar said.

"It's different, Alistar. The place you went to eat before was a restaurant, which was temporarily requisitioned by the Piltover Council. The real canteen is self-service. Come on, we will find out now when we go out and ask." Jiawen extended

He patted Alistar on the lower back and said kindly.

Alistar and Tryndamere both nodded, obeying Jarvan's wishes.

Galen watched this scene from the side with some emotion on his face.

Maybe Jiawen himself doesn't know how attractive he is.
To be continued...