The Shocking Truth

After Aranta left, Akali also went back, and Riven and I were the only ones left here. Being alone did not make us relax, but made us feel a little embarrassed.👌🐲 ùЖ.paw 😳☯

Of course, we cannot back down now. If we don't take this opportunity to have a proper discussion, who knows if we'll have another chance like this in the future?

Now it's just the two of us. I hope you can tell me why you dislike me.

"I don't hate it..."

"Don't try to hide it. You're not good at acting; your expression tells you you have something on your mind."

Riven remained silent for a while, opening her mouth several times, then closing it again each time, seemingly finding it really difficult to speak.

"It seems you're reluctant to talk about it. How about we have a fight? Maybe if you get fired up, you'll be able to say it."

I got up and left the temple, Riven followed. The moment we drew our swords, her eyes turned cold.

Riven has always been like this; no matter what kind of battle she's in, she always becomes very serious. I'm glad that this habit of hers hasn't changed; it's still the familiar feeling.

We tacitly refrained from using Wind Force and simply engaged in a swordsmanship contest. To be honest, I wasn't confident I could defeat her, but I couldn't afford to lose today!

This battle is very similar to when we reunited at the Wind Sword Sect. Back then, her greatsword was exceptionally domineering, constantly forcing me back, and it's the same now.

My strength is definitely not small, but it's still a bit lacking compared to Riven. Moreover, my agility isn't very effective against her because she has a very sharp combat instinct, which allows her to accurately thwart my surprise attacks.

When she sparred with Fiora, she even managed to block the seemingly invincible Blade Waltz using this intuition.

I was at a disadvantage from the very beginning of the battle, but I didn't panic. Instead, the more I fought, the calmer I became, and the more stable my moves became.

Riven is different. She never fights calmly; her ferocious attacks have always been her specialty, especially now that she's preoccupied with something on her mind.

Given this difference in mindset, it doesn't matter if I'm always at a disadvantage. As long as I'm not defeated, I can always find a chance to fight back. Even natural warriors have their natural flaws.

As the last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared, the bright moonlight replaced the crimson glow, and our swords became exceptionally sharp.

Soon, a cold autumn wind arrived, carrying thick, dark clouds that obscured the last rays of light from the sky, and we could no longer even see each other's faces.

Just then, I felt a few drops of liquid fall onto my face. Was it raining?

No, rainwater is cool, but these few drops of liquid are warm.

I didn't shed any tears, so these must be Riven's tears.

Her defenses finally crumbled, and even though she was still dominating me with her moves, she couldn't hold out for much longer.

Soon, I felt her sword blade begin to tremble, though very subtly, it was a true reflection of her inner state.

It's late now, time to settle the score!

I seized the opportunity when Riven missed her attack and quickly circled around to her left. My Gale Sword silently swept past her and finally stopped steadily at her neck.

Just when I thought I had won, I found that her greatsword was also hovering over my heart, and had even torn my clothes.

Riven was indeed a cut above the rest. If she hadn't reacted so strongly, I would have lost by now.

If this were a desperate act, we would both be dead by now.

At this moment, dark clouds drifted by, and moonlight shone down again, but I saw that her expression was completely normal.

The indifference remained, and there were no traces of tears.

→

Am I just imagining things?

No, she simply used the Wind Force to erase the traces!

I sheathed my Gale Sword, but Riven showed no sign of stopping. She suddenly punched me, making my insides churn.

I could have dodged it, but that would have inevitably led to a physical exchange, and besides, she didn't continue attacking.

"You bastard, why did you do that to Sivir?"

"That kind of thing?" I was completely confused.

The words "shameless" and "that kind of thing" together are quite obvious, but when have I ever done such a thing with Sivir?

"You don't need to deny it anymore. I saw it with my own eyes. Right there in a hotel in Piltover, you two were making love!"

"How could this be? I..."

I was about to refute when I suddenly remembered what happened after the Seven Kings gathered.

Riven had just left, and we had a meeting at Camille's mansion. By the time it ended, it was late, so Darius, Sivir, and I stayed at a hotel.

That night I had a dream, I was with Sivir... Was that not a dream?

No, I couldn't move at all back then. Even if it wasn't a dream, anyone could tell I was being controlled.

And when we woke up afterwards, neither of us felt anything was wrong! It really was a dream!

"Why aren't you saying anything? You wanted me to explain before, now I want you to explain."

"I always thought it was a dream. Now that you've seen it, I won't try to explain. But you should be able to tell that I'm being controlled; my body can't move at all."

"Can't move? Ha, your vigorous state has probably even alarmed Darius."

I was completely speechless, because this was completely different from what I knew!

Riven isn't a fool; she has the ability to distinguish right from wrong. On the contrary, I'm not so sure about the situation at the time.

However, one thing I'm absolutely certain of is that I didn't intentionally do anything wrong. Even if that were true, someone would have framed me!

"So you're convinced I betrayed you? You won't give me a single ounce of trust?"

"Trust? Does that even matter? I'm asking you, where is Sivir? What is she doing?"

"She..."

I swallowed back what I wanted to say, because Sivir was taking care of a baby!

She told me she found an orphan in a village, and seeing how concerned she was, I didn't believe her at the time. Could it be...? I dared not think any further.

"Why did you stop talking? She's raising your child, isn't she?"

"Do you know where she is? I think it might be better to call her together and talk to her. I really don't know what happened back then."

I've seen her twice, once when she was heavily pregnant, and once not long ago, but I don't know where she is, nor do I want to know.

Riven shed tears again, perhaps unaware that she was crying, because she neither wiped them away nor used her Wind Force to dispel them.

My heart felt like it was about to explode, and waves of blood surged up, almost bursting out of my head. I didn't even realize Riven had left.

Finally Irelia and Poppy came and took me back. My mind was completely blank the whole way.

I could hear them talking, but I didn't know if I responded. When I regained consciousness, two days had passed.

I didn't tell anyone about this and left the camp immediately. I was going to find Sivir and find out what happened!