Chapter 373 Rock Bird Taliya
Belgun.
Busy and orderly port terminal.
The early morning sun shines slantingly on the blue sea, and a ship loaded with cargo slowly approaches against the glow.
The blue flag hanging on the mast flutters in the sea breeze, and the engraved patterns are complex and mysterious, like an ancient legend from the Ionian Islands
On the solid deck, a girl with short brown hair stood quietly, looking over the side of the ship and looking at the city that came into view.
The girl is wearing a bright red coat, which is particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.
The collar of the coat is cleverly inlaid with decorations that look like skylark feathers.
The lining is a soft purple, which is in sharp contrast to the red of the coat, but still harmonious.
Her lower body was wearing a pair of linen trousers, which looked comfortable and soft.
The girl's brown eyes looked at Bergune, which was getting closer and closer, full of memories.
She almost forgot how much she missed the hearth-like warmth of Shurima.
On the yellow sand land, hundreds of people gathered together, joining hands in clouds, sweating like rain, talking and laughing loudly, bargaining, swearing and swearing at extremely fast speeds.
When outsiders see this scene, they will always think that they have been quarreling.
“My hometown.!”
Taliyah whispered softly. In her past travels, she had never seen the same passionate and unrestrained customs anywhere.
Ionia is like a fairyland, and the tundra of the Freljord is uniquely magnificent.
When she stepped onto the docks of Bergun, the blazing sunshine of Shurima steamed away all these memories.
Taliya closed her eyes and felt the rock bed deep in the land. The shiver she felt reminded her of the spice tea brewed by Baba Yang.
She let out a breath, listened to the familiar voice in her ears, and walked up the stone steps to the pier, the smile on her face almost reaching her ears.
Even though a black stone used to maintain [Noxtora] passed above her head, it did not affect her mood.
Taliya did not stay at the dock for long, because the several Noxian warships parked in the port reminded her of bad memories.
The Noxian Imperial Fleet, the Ionian Islands, and the devastating war.
She was very nervous, afraid that someone would recognize her former identity.
There are so many powerful extraordinary beings who participated in the war, and they should not remember a beginner like her.
Taliyah quickly left the dock and entered the city, preparing to buy some supplies for the trip, when she accidentally heard a message from the market.
The news brought back by caravans from the depths of the Shurima desert is either contradictory or miraculous.
For example, warriors turned from yellow sand, arcane thunderstorms falling on sunny days, water sources appearing out of thin air that no one can remember, etc.
After listening, Taliyah frowned slightly. Could it be that the existence that had died for countless epochs was really going to be reborn?
She hurriedly bought supplies and came to the south gate of Bergun, waiting for a caravan willing to carry her.
However, many caravans who walked out of the city saw that Taliyah was a petite and frail woman and directly rejected her request.
“Hey, it looks like a caravan from Piltover?”
Taliyah saw a heavily armed caravan walking out of the city gate, scanning the emblem engraved on the carriage, welcoming Go up.
In her impression, Piltover's caravans operate extensively and occasionally carry guests on long journeys.
“Hello, can you give me a ride?”
She looked at the leader of the caravan, a thin woman with cold eyes like polished black marble.
"Sorry, we won't take you." Shyamala refused directly.
Then she led the caravan behind her and left Bergun, leaving behind the rejected Taliyah.
Taliyah is a wandering mage with the ability to manipulate rocks.
But the Shurima Desert is so vast that once it loses its direction, it will completely bury an extraordinary person.
Therefore, few people choose to cross the Shurima Desert alone.
While Taliya continued to wait for the next caravan, Shamara, who had left far away, returned on the back of the Doman beast.
The Doman Behemoth is a creature unique to Shurima. It has a huge body and slow movement.
They have huge chitinous carapace to protect themselves, and their evolutionary strength allows them to survive the long drought and harsh environment of Shurima.
It is an indispensable choice for most caravans when traveling far away!
"Follow the team." Xia Mara looked at the woman in front of her and said in a deep voice. "Ah, my name is Taliyah, thank you very much for your help."
Taliya looked stunned at first, then showed a look of surprise, and bowed to thank me.
After a while.
Taliyah sat quietly on the back of the Doman beast, the huge felt tent blocking out the scorching sunlight.
Beside her is a man wearing a gauze headscarf and a simple face.
Seeing Taliya's observing gaze, Huo Jixing turned his head slightly and his eyes fell on her.
Taliya Taliya!
When he left Bergun, he recognized Taliyah's identity, her dress was too eye-catching, and her body was unusually full of magical energy.
Xia Mara was also ordered by him to go over and take Taliya with him.
Yes, Huo Jixing changed his appearance again and his identity changed into a member of the caravan.
Xia Mara is the caravan consul of the Myrdalda family.
Jiar personally arranged to assist Huo Jixing in his journey.
"Hello, my name is Charles." Huo Jixing extended his right hand and greeted.
Taliya smiled, shook her hand lightly, and then retracted her palm.
"Hello, my name is Taliyah."
She seems to be always full of enthusiasm, innocent and determined.
But some people regarded her gentleness and kindness as a sign of cowardice, and they eventually paid the price for their stupidity.
“Where are you going?”
“I am following the caravan to Kenese.”
Ximala's caravan is engaged in the Nerimaje silk business, and the plan of this trip is to go south to Kenese.
The Doman beast also carries some of the specialties of Bergun, the wool and horn plates of mammoth sheep, on its back.
Can be made into felt, very warm.
They first shipped to Kenese for trading and purchased local specialties, and then went to Nerimajie.
We will also pass through some markets and cities along the way for supplies and transactions.
"Oh, Kenese is somewhat notorious, so be careful when passing through the nearby Dashai Desert."
Taliya started talking to Huo Jixing based on her own memory.
She identified Huo Jixing's identity as a merchant from the gauze headscarf he wore.
"Dasai Desert?"
Huo Jixing thought of a huge desert area near Kenese and nodded slightly.
There is still a way to survive in the unforgiving land of Shurima.
Then become a raider, and then join a strong enough bandit group.
They do not survive by their own labor and trade, but by violence.
"Don't worry, our caravan is very strong, and those bandits dare not come over."
Huo Jixing noticed that the snow-white Poro in his arms was a little bit impatient, and he said quietly He pressed the little guy to signal him to be quiet.
"Oh, I've also heard about the power of the Piltover Chamber of Commerce. It seems that you have the power of so-called Hextech weapons." Taliyah asked curiously.
While she was learning to control her magical powers of rock in the Ionian Islands, she met Piltover's caravan.
"Yeah, yes."
Huo Jixing stretched out his hand and pointed at the Doman beast that was walking slowly in front of it. It had a small group of caravan guards on its back.
"See the metal weapons they are carrying? Those are energy weapons made by Hex Technology."
"If there are marauders coming, you will see those weapons spray out amazing damage."
Taliyah rested her chin on her palms and nodded repeatedly after hearing Huo Jixing's words.
Suddenly!
By sensing the restlessness of the rock bed deep in the land, she noticed that a group of people were rapidly approaching the caravan in the distance.
It’s Shakar!
(End of this chapter)