His two hands gently patted his belly.

"But how can we talk to her? She's so busy." Nunu took another sip of milk. "So many people are looking at her and want to say a few words to her. She's afraid

I won’t stop for an ordinary ice traveler.”

After hearing this question, Willump also fell silent. He lowered his head and scratched his head gently. Obviously there was nothing he could do - the alliance was about to be held soon, and Ashe was at his busiest time.

Sometimes I want to talk to her and make her believe that she has brought Anivia. How easy is it?

"The ice traveler is not enough to stop Ashe." Nunu blinked, "But if there is someone with enough weight, can she take some time out?"

Willump also blinked, then nodded slightly, and then handed Nunu a small flag representing the Notai tribe.

"I'm not pretending to be a representative of the Notai tribe! Mom will be angry if she finds out!" Nunu snorted, "We can go find the person named Her Majesty Laxana!"

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"Didn't you hear? This bonfire party is held for her. Although I have never heard of her story before, she must be a very, very important person to Ai Xi!"

Willump nodded.

"So, if we can convince Her Majesty Laxana, we may have a chance to convince Ashe to help rescue Anivia!" Nunu drank all the milk in the cup, "Well, that's it.

It's settled, Willump, have you seen where Laxana Majesty has gone?"

Willump thought for a while, then pointed in a direction with great conviction.

"Yeah, I got it!" Seeing this, Nunu decisively walked in the opposite direction, "Since you said it was from the east, then she must have left from the west..."

Willump's eyes widened in grievance, and he resisted the movement of his arms behind his back. His hands in front of him moved excitedly, making gestures like seals - obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Nunu's prejudice against him.

How could I, Willump, the great Yeti Guardian, a remnant of the ancient Freljord race, be a road fool?

However, facing the aggrieved Willump, Nunu just shrugged and gently patted the flute on his waist, seemingly saying nothing.

Willump wilted - not long ago, Nunu's flute was stolen by a cunning stone beetle. Willump pointed to the direction where the stone beetle escaped, but a quarter of an hour later, Nunu came from

I found my flute in another direction.
Chapter completed!