A Deliberate Provocation

It turns out this guy named Uncle Wolf is Bernie's uncle, the one who saved Gnar. He seems to have some influence within the Avarosa tribe. 🎉💢 ♕🎅

Judging from their conversation, it seems that Bernie wants to marry Ashe, but he can't win her favor, so he's causing trouble.

Uncle Wolf has already arranged for people to help Bernie, but I don't know what methods they will use. I need to go back and remind them.

I rushed back to the palace, where the banquet was still in full swing, with even more people participating in singing and dancing. Even Riven had wandered in!

I quickly pulled her out. "Have you had too much to drink again?"

"No, I'm just a little dizzy. The people here are very welcoming."

After Riven finished speaking, several more people came over to urge her to drink, and they immediately started hugging and cuddling. I was instantly furious and pushed them away.

"She can't drink anymore, you guys drink it yourselves." Because the push was so strong, one of them almost sat on the ground.

However, these people weren't angry. Instead, they cheerfully toasted me, which made me feel a little guilty. They didn't mean anything by it; I was just too excited.

"Bottoms up!" I raised my glass and downed it in one gulp.

In just a short while, Bernie had already stepped forward to stir up trouble. He silenced the noisy crowd. "Everyone, please be quiet. I have something important to say."

Bernie looked around, seemingly searching for companions, and once the crowd quieted down, he continued:

"Whether the alliance between Avarosa and the barbarians is a good thing or not, let's put that aside for now. The immediate question is, after this wedding, who will be our king?"

People were taken aback at first, then said, "Is that even a question? Since they are barbarians who have come to submit to us, of course they will all worship Queen Ashe."

"But barbarians never acknowledge outsiders as their kings. Are they willing to do this?" Bernie said, glancing at the barbarians' location as if asking for their opinion, but no one answered.

At this moment, a lot of people suddenly stood up and started jeering, including the few who had just toasted me. They said that the barbarians' silence represented denial.

It seems these people were Uncle Wolf's men; they kept toasting Riven and me, trying to get us drunk!

Because we came with the barbarians, it would be very troublesome if we became their helpers!

No wonder they weren't angry when I acted so roughly. If I hadn't overheard Bernie and Uncle Wolf's conversation, I would never have imagined that the straightforward Freljord would resort to such petty tricks.

Tryndamere, of course, wouldn't stand by and watch the two races clash; he tried his best to stop the people:

"I've thought about this for a while now, and I was planning to announce it after the wedding. But since someone has brought it up, I'll let you all know in advance: the title of King of the Barbarians no longer exists. Here, there is only Queen Ashe of Avarosa!"

After he said that, many people quieted down, but those who had started the trouble wouldn't listen. They kept shouting that Tryndamere had ulterior motives.

"I don't believe barbarians would suddenly abandon their traditions; their current feigned kindness must be part of a conspiracy!"

"Yes, I think so too. The King of the Barbarians has already demonstrated formidable power. If he were to control Queen Ashe, that would be a huge deal!"

The scene was initially chaotic but still under control. However, someone suddenly threw a wine jug towards the location of the barbarians, and that caused an uproar!

Swearing always leads to pushing and shoving, and can escalate into physical conflict.

Although most Avarosa people supported the marriage, things changed once action was taken; who would stand idly by while their own people were attacked by outsiders?

The situation became increasingly difficult to control, with the Avarosa people surrounding the barbarians, seemingly poised to wipe them out.

I saw the man who threw the wine jug squeeze through the crowd, a smirk on his face, and quickly blocked his way. "Hey, are you going to the hut in the back to deliver a message?"

"Outsiders shouldn't meddle in other people's business, and your friend has had too much to drink, so be careful!"

Are you threatening me?

I was just trying to be helpful.

"Then go back to the hut and tell that guy named Uncle Wolf that if he doesn't come and explain things clearly, I'll stand with the barbarians and wipe this place out!"

You dare!

I ignored him, simply reached out and ripped off his ear, then watched him run away screaming. People were having a good time, and no one paid any attention to us.

Because of Ashe and Tryndamere's forceful intervention, the conflict did not escalate further, but quite a few people were still injured. If today's events are not clarified, they will likely be difficult to resolve.

I didn't want to see the honest barbarian get framed by a scoundrel like Bernie, so I had the troublemaker call Uncle Wolf over. I'm sure he won't be indifferent to what I said, unless he's a coward!

Although Riven had drunk quite a bit, she sobered up quickly in this situation. I briefly explained the situation to her, and she was equally angry.

"Why don't we just arrest Bernie and beat him up to make him tell the truth?"

"He holds a high position here. Let's wait and see who's behind him. We're outsiders after all; it's better to handle this peacefully."

Just as people were making a huge fuss, a man came in from outside. He was tall and strong with a white beard, and his voice was that of Uncle Wolf.

"I heard someone wants to wipe us out? Who's going to step forward?!"

"It's him!" The person whose ear I ripped off pointed at me angrily.

When people heard Uncle Wolf's voice, they all looked over and greeted him, "Old Chieftain!"

So he was the previous chieftain. No wonder he had such a stable power base. He strode towards me. "So it was you who wanted to destroy our Avarosa tribe?"

"If you explain your conspiracy clearly, it won't be a problem."

"What an arrogant brat!"

Uncle Wolf roared, his imposing manner no less than that of the young man. But it was no wonder; anyone would be angry upon hearing my words, let alone the clan chief.

At this moment, Ashe came over and said to Uncle Wolf respectfully, "Uncle Wolf, what brings you here? I've invited you so many times, but you always said you would never set foot here again."

"This is your era, young people's era. I was hoping to enjoy my retirement, but now someone is saying they want to wipe us out, and I'm furious!"

Uncle Wolf stared at me, his anger blazing, but I ignored his threat. "Why don't you tell me your plan?"

"You... I..."

Uncle Wolf was speechless for a moment, just then Bernie walked over and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

I was really looking forward to him coming over. Anyway, we're all involved, so neither of us can escape. "Who are you calling fair-skinned and looks like a gay guy?"

"You were eavesdropping!" Bernie blurted out, then realized something was off; it was tantamount to admitting it.

"Just happened to be passing by."

No one knew what had happened, and Uncle Wolf didn't try to explain. He looked at Tryndamere and then asked Ashe, "Is this the man you chose?"

"That's right, a brave and polite person."

"Hmph, I disagree!"