Chapter Fifty-One: The Woman Living Alone and Uneasy Dreams
Loneliness is the biggest enemy of human nature
——Indali
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Starting from Samira's home, Aslan followed her through three blocks of the business district.
"The nightingale mourns."
Aslan stood at the street corner and looked at the bar sign, feeling a little curious.
In the original background of the game, Samira's captain is just a name in the story, and the so-called plot is only briefly mentioned, but from Samira's attitude towards her, it is obvious that the relationship between the two is not that simple.
Moreover, Aslan also knew that Indali may have some connection with Black Rose. The tattoo artist she introduced to Samira, or the weapon maker she saw, was most likely LeBlanc.
One of the disguises.
Because the sword in her hand and the runes on the sword are similar to Raven's sword.
Standing at the street corner and looking from a distance, he found a lady sitting in front of the street-facing window on the first floor.
When Aslan was looking up, the lady also happened to look up. Their eyes exchanged, and then their respective images became clear in their hearts.
Bending down, caressing the chest, greeting...
Aslan's movements were elegant and steady, and the smile on his face made Samira, who was standing next to her, curl her lips in dissatisfaction.
"That's right my captain..." she said.
"She doesn't look like a soldier like this." Aslan nodded, and as he got closer, he could see more clearly, "But she is still a charming lady."
The captain Samira said was sitting quietly in her wheelchair, holding a book in her hand, her shiny long hair spread casually, her shoulders looked unusually thin, when Aslan looked at her
, she also turned her head, and a trace of surprise flashed in her light blue eyes after seeing Samira and Aslan.
The two walked into the bar.
"Xiao Sha..." Indali looked at Samira and shouted from her wheelchair. She also glanced at Aslan.
Of course she knew who Aslan was, but what she was curious about was why Samira and Aslan came together?
"Hey, captain." Facing her former captain, Samira's attitude became a little more reserved, "Do you need me to introduce you?" She walked over and hugged Indali's shoulders affectionately, "
This is my mission goal."
Indali paused a little unnaturally. She raised her eyes and glanced at Aslan with her sea-blue eyes, and then at Samira. At the same time, she was wondering if something happened between the two of them.
misfortune.
However, it is not difficult to tell from Samira's face and walking posture that she must have experienced a passionate and beautiful first night, which made her face look weird, "Xiao Sha; what are you..."
"Although there were some minor deviations during the mission, as far as the result is concerned, I completed the mission in my own way." Sitting on the long table next to Indali's table, Samira looked at Indali, "
You can't deduct the reward for the mission, I'm very short of money now."
Indali didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She looked at Aslan who was standing quietly aside. He could only sit in a wheelchair because of his inconvenient legs and feet and made a greeting. There was curiosity in her eyes, "I hope Xiaosha didn't cause you much trouble.
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"Xiaosha?" This title made Aslan pause for a moment, but a smile soon appeared on his face.
"No, I really like Xiaosha's straightforward character." Aslan deliberately emphasized the word "Xiaosha", which aroused Samira's dissatisfaction and shifted her attention to this person in a wheelchair.
of women.
There were not many people in the bar today, and the entire decoration was dark in tone. It had an old oak counter, a row of scattered chairs, and various alcoholic drinks on the racks. The woman in a wheelchair was wearing clothes that could cover her head.
The long skirt around her ankles covered her whole body tightly like a nun who abided by etiquette. However, in such a tightly wrapped scenery, her face and chin had a special warmth.
Aslan felt that the good-looking woman in front of him had an elegant temperament that made her not look like a soldier with a military special service status.
However, she seems to be a woman with great character and style.
Because most of the noble women in Noxus are more domineering or flamboyant in their decorations, the person in front of me seems a bit too reserved, and she wraps herself up tightly. In line with the dim atmosphere of the bar, she looks a bit extra.
The taste of elegance and loneliness.
Indali looked at Aslan, with an unexplainable feeling in her eyes. She was very curious about Aslan's purpose, or in other words, she wanted to know what Aslan wanted to do.
"Please sit down, Mr. Aslan." After Indali said that, she raised her finger and pointed at Samira, with a tone of anger in her tone, "You also sit down."
This movement of raising her hand also made Aslan aware of her plumpness wrapped in her long skirt.
"Do you need anything to drink?" she asked.
"I rarely drink." Aslan looked at Indali, "Especially when there is beautiful scenery in front of me. I am afraid that I will miss the beautiful scenery when I am drunk."
"Do you like to drink?" Samira was a little dissatisfied. She looked at Indali, and after a slight pause, "Captain, I came here today. Actually, I have something to tell you."
"Well, what? You..." Indali lazily leaned against the back of the wheelchair, "Are you short of money or do you want to change weapons again?" At this point, she glanced at Aslan, "Or
You said you want to take leave? I agreed..."
Samira paused and said, "I think I have a way to heal your leg."
There was silence in the room.
"It's okay, Xiaosha, I'm very happy that you have this intention, but I'm fine as it is now." Indali picked up the book on her lap and put it on the table, then started to turn her wheelchair and slide towards the bar.
Aslan saw clearly the book she placed on the table and the name on the book.
"Pirate Sonnets".
It is said that this was written by a senior writer named "Emika". Her words are sharp and vivid, and she depicts emotions and human nature deeply. She released another special edition "The Reversal of the Lady of Piltover".
》Fashion lingerie magazines are very popular among upper-class ladies.
Aslan has naturally seen it too, and was extremely impressed by its opening remarks:
"I was wandering on the sea, and the ship began to twist uneasily like my body. The storm roared, and my heart was scattered with the ups and downs of the storm. But standing on the mast, I was happy, just like in the morning.
The petals of the flowers were blown away by the wind and dipped in dew, but they also danced with the strong wind."
"I stepped on the deck, and the place under my feet was black soil. I raised my sword, facing the sea breeze, letting my messy hair fly, and blew the horn ready to charge. Blood flowed freely, and I cut the waves..."
What Aslan said made Samira a little confused, but Indali knew what he was talking about.
Her expression became unnatural.
"Madam, although what I said is a preface, it is more about the desire for freedom, especially love, of the owner who wrote this book. The life of a pirate is free and exciting, with the desire and desire to conquer the sea and land.
Love is also pleasurable, but you must also understand that although pirates are drifting on the sea, what they long for most is the soil and the fragrance of their lover."
Aslan recited the opening paragraph of "The Poems of the Pirates" to Indali.
At the same time, he also understood that Indali, who was sitting in the wheelchair in front of him, was a woman who was unwilling to be lonely. She had ambitions in her heart, but she had to be frustrated and restricted by the wheelchair.
"It's just a story, Mr. Aslan."
Subconsciously, Indali pulled the thin blanket covering her long skirt. Aslan looked at her with an aggressive gaze, and she wanted to use the blanket to cover her inner uneasiness.
However, as she pulled the hem of the skirt, the beautiful curves of her lower body were outlined. However, the calf muscles exposed under the skirt were atrophied, which gave people the first impression of being a little ugly.
Pressing the hem of her skirt in panic, Indali's face turned red, and Aslan's gaze made her feel as if she was being executed.
Indali glanced at Aslan, then turned to look at Samira, and the room was filled with silence. This chapter has been completed!
