Chapter 138

It's like they really consider Ashe family...

And Ashe's response was the same...

That's outrageous.

In contrast, their own Winter's Claw Tribe...

No, this situation simply doesn't exist.

Their attitude towards their leader was one of fearful respect.

But... that's fine too.

Or rather, better.

Fear is all that matters; mixing in other emotions will only disrupt the normal functioning of the tribal hierarchy—this has been an unchanging law of Freljord for thousands of years.

Sejuani curled her lip in disdain as she watched Ashe celebrate with everyone that another dilapidated wooden house had been built.

Looking at my own side, dozens of soldiers treated me with utmost respect, serving me tea and water and showing me great concern. Now that's what I call being well taken care of.

This is what an excellent leader should be like.

This is what... Warmother should look like.

Sejuani thought to herself with smug satisfaction as she looked from day to night.

As the Avarosan Tribe members gradually dispersed, she returned to her tent to rest.

But just then, Ashe and Chen Ce came to visit again.

"Good evening, Miss Sejuani," Chen Ce greeted first.

"Hmm? Good evening, Mr. Chen Ce." Sejuani invited him to sit down in a generous manner, while making no attempt to hide her scrutinizing gaze—indeed, she still thought Ashe's "lover" was more attractive.

With such a fair, slender, and beautiful physique, and strength even greater than massive muscles, he is simply the perfect man.

Ashe is so lucky...

However... fate is always in our own hands.

With a little effort, there's still a chance to snatch him away— Ashe doesn't deserve such a good man at all.

"Watch your expression, Sejuani." Ashe's first words upon entering carried a chill even colder than True Ice's. "Your eyes are practically popping out of your head."

"Heh, women should be open and generous like this. What's the point of always hiding like this?" Sejuani shrugged dismissively.

Generosity is not the same as being sleazy.

Being a coward doesn't make you a lady.

"Oh, what an unladylike woman."

"Oh yeah, at least I have muscles."

These two former best friends are arguing again.

Seeing this, Chen Ce quickly brought in the two barrels of fine wine that were outside the tent and smoothed things over, saying, "Let's not argue tonight. Let's enjoy the wine and talk business."

"I never intended to argue with a woman who has no manners," Ashe said, crossing her arms and giving her a disapproving look.

"Then I only ask that the timid woman with manners doesn't get drunk tonight." When it comes to arguing, Sejuani has been ridiculed by her peers since childhood, certainly has a high level of resilience and wit.

The three of them quickly started drinking.

These two barrels of wine were a gift from Gragas, a fine brew that is strong but not harsh, with a rich aroma.

Such a rare treat was enough to make even Chen Ce, who doesn't usually drink, drink twice as much as he could, not to mention Ashe and Sejuani, two Freljord natives who have been drinking since childhood.

Within half an hour, Ashe's fair face began to flush noticeably.

Seeing this, Chen Ce quickly stopped her hand, which was about to pour more wine. "Alright, alright, let's talk business first, then we'll drink."

"Let's talk... let's talk then..." Ashe started to sway. "I'm perfectly sober... whatever it is... let's talk..."

"You've had too much to drink, Ashe." Chen Ce simply moved the Gragas away.

"I didn't... I didn't...!"

"Stop drinking... be good."

"What are you talking about... I'm the woman...! You're the one who should listen to me...! Hiccup~!" Ashe tried to grab the Gragas again.

But her dizzy head couldn't support her doing such a "difficult" move—she tripped and fell headfirst into Chen Ce's arms as she tried to step over him.

Then came a series of faint, strange murmurs:

"Hehe... Chen Ce... You're watching closely..."

"I really want to hold you while I sleep... hehe... you must be so warm to hold... hehe..."

"You bad man... why are you always so proactive... I'm the woman here... I should be the one making the moves..."

"Do you often flirt with other women too...? A man like you must have many women who like him..."

"How could you be so promiscuous... Waaah... What if you weren't a virgin...?"

"I want to... I want to so much... Waaaaah..."

"Hiccup!"

Ashe was completely drunk.

Chen Ce shook his head helplessly.

"She's always had a low alcohol tolerance since she was little." Sejuani, who seemed quite sober, remarked, "She's bad at drinking but loves to drink, tsk tsk..."

"Hmm..." Chen Ce smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to let Ashe rest her head on his lap. "Looks like it'll just be the two of us talking about serious matters tonight."

"It's fine, it doesn't matter whether Ashe is here or Ashe."

"Well... I mainly wanted to talk to you about going to Winter's Claw —the work here should be finished in about two days, then how about we head there?"

"I'm fine."

"Also, I'd like to bring Ashe along, is that alright?"

"What ever."

"Hmm?" Chen Ce was somewhat surprised by her easy agreement—he had thought that Sejuani would be very resistant given their superficial friendship. "Aren't you even going to ask me why I'm bringing Ashe?"

"What's there to ask?" Sejuani took another sip of her drink with an air of nonchalance.

Seeing this, Chen Ce didn't need to say what he had prepared beforehand—the ultimate goal was to reconcile the two sisters and re-establish an alliance between the two tribes.

Thank you for your understanding.

"You're welcome, just bring it on." Sejuani took another big gulp of wine.

"Come? Come for what?" Chen Ce didn't quite understand.

Until he saw the other person suddenly stand up and tear open the small animal skin jacket that exposed his navel.

"Didn't you say you wanted to have my baby? I never expected you to be such a proactive and handsome young man... Come on, I'm fine with it!"

"Ah...?"

"Although I've never tried this before... I'm definitely better Ashe! Do whatever you want! I won't ask you how exactly to do it! You can do it the way you like, I can handle it, you're welcome!"

Sejuani pounced on her like a hungry tiger.

Chen Ce quickly grabbed Ashe and moved aside, simultaneously realizing—this woman... was drunk too...!

She wasn't even listening to me!

Her answer just now was entirely based on her drunken hallucinations!

So all that talk was for nothing? All the buildup tonight was for nothing?

Damn it...!

Meanwhile, on the other side of Freljord.

The far north.

The legendary Lissandra Lissandra sat on her Frost Throne, her long, slender fingers gently tapping the armrests.

Normally, she would never make such a gesture that reveals her emotions to some extent.

But she's feeling really down right now.

"Avarosa... your descendant..."

"Chen Ce... an outsider..."

"The One-Eyed One Beneath the Abyss..."

"How do you know this...?"

"The abyss is restless..."

"The one-eyed one is watching..."

"Disaster is imminent..."

Chapter Twenty-Three: The World Ender Has Arrived!

The homeland construction work for the Avarosan Tribe is progressing very smoothly.

Two days later, Chen Ce found Sejuani as promised—as agreed, he went to the Winter's Claw Tribe to help her replace Kalkia as the new Warmother.

Ashe went along too.

Although Sejuani expressed her dissatisfaction with the decision, she couldn't resist Chen Ce's persistent pleading.

She's easily swayed and can't resist the pleas of a delicate young man.

But of course, while she agreed to Chen Ce's request, she certainly didn't give Ashe a friendly look.

From the moment she set off, she began to target this "pretty boy" who had no muscles, no dignity, and whose only reason for defeating the Frost Priests was living off Chen Ce.

From the most basic excuses to get Chen Ce to share a horse with her to the most direct verbal attacks:

"To be honest, I hate tagalongs the most."

Sejuani skillfully steered Bristle forward while making sarcastic remarks without any specific purpose—of course, her occasional glances at Ashe said it all.

"Some people are just so oblivious; they know they're annoying but still insist on coming along... tsk tsk."

Ashe heard these words and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

But she couldn't be bothered to argue with them.

That would not only be meaningless, but would also make her appear just as vulgar and lacking in manners as the other person.

Sejuani was still rambling on—she had two greatest pleasures right now: one was being all lovey-dovey with Chen Ce in front of Ashe, and the other was driving Ashe to the point of breaking down.

The former goes without saying; a handsome and capable young man like Chen Ce would be ideal to have, but even if he doesn't, he can still get some benefits—either way, he won't lose out.

The latter... Heh, if it weren't for Chen Ce, she would have wiped out the Avarosan Tribe on this trip south.

It would be even better if we could combine the two things.

The man who stole Ashe... tsk tsk, just thinking about it is so satisfying.

She'll definitely cry a lot then, won't she? The feeling of watching your man leave with someone else.

Hmm... then Chen Ce can add a line for her, "I'm sorry, Miss Ashe, but I still feel that Queen Sejuani can satisfy me better..."

Ha ha ha ha...

Sejuani became more and more excited as she thought about it, and her sarcastic remarks became even more forceful.

Chen Ce couldn't stand it any longer and changed the subject. "By the way, Miss Sejuani, I planned the construction of an extra batch of houses before we set off."

"Mmm, and then?" Sejuani stopped being sarcastic as soon as she saw a chance to kiss Chen Ce.

"I wanted to ask if you have any requirements for the house? If so, I can make some changes for you later."

"Me? Demand?"

"Yes."

"I'm a little... confused about what you mean." Sejuani looked puzzled.