Akali closed her eyes and prevented the female soldier who was walking out of the camp from noticed the sensation of needles, because the other party looked very alert, his eyes were cold, and his hands were pressed on the scabbard, which may be related to the female soldier's professional elements.

The female soldier had long brown hair, tied up from both sides to the back of her head, combed into loose braids. She was wearing armor, hugged her helmet around her waist, and two heavily armored soldiers who were waiting for her.

"I have the same figure as mine. If I can take off her armor and put it on, I can pretend to be her infiltrating the enemy camp to assassinate the officers, but... these two guards are too intrusive."

The agile Akali was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to go, hiding in the leaves, observing the prey's every move, walking posture and cold gaze, so that all the details would be copied onto herself later and to achieve a perfect imitation.

In addition to the differences in hair color, the female soldier has brown hair, while Akali has black hair, but this is not a problem. No one can see it with a helmet.

This is the camouflage principle taught by my mother. Before imitating, she must first observe the goals carefully. She learned very well, but she lacked a stage that could really test her grades.

Three Noxus walked out of the camp, Akali was thinking about how to deal with the two guards in front of him who were as dense as iron barrels without disturbing the soldiers in the camp, and then the rest would be taken for granted.

Change your clothes, make a disguise, sneak into the enemy camp, assassinate the officer, and escape safely, these stupid Noxus will discover the cold body of the commander the next day.

Of course, the premise is that Akali has to find a way to distribute these two guards, otherwise everything will be just taken for granted.

And at this moment, things took a turn for the better.

The female soldier walked to the reeds by the river and stopped, turned her head and looked at the two guards behind her with a bad expression: "When will I say you follow?"

The two guards looked at each other, their eyes were communicated through the holes that were only opened on the helmet, and then they answered sincerely:

"Sorry, ma'am, we didn't mean it, but there may be assassins outside looking at them, so it's better to be careful everywhere."

"I am a war stonemason, the best scout, and I can guarantee my safety."

"It is precisely because of this that we need to take good care of your safety."

"I'll help you, you'll follow me, sure?" The female soldier raised her jaw slightly, and her shoulders were fluttering with anger.

"Ahem! Sorry, there is actually a thatched hut on the other end of the camp, the kind that separates men and women." The guards blocked the holes in their eyes with their hands, and the awkward atmosphere made the rough face under the helmet warm up unconsciously several degrees.

"Will I not know? The site selection of this camp was something I knocked down. I could even tell you a few steps away from the cottage. Do you not understand human words? I am almost unable to hold it in! If you don't leave, I will cut off your head as a chamber pot!"

The female soldier quickly pulled out the short knife, put it under the guard's helmet, and pushed his head upwards with force. His eyes glared at each other, almost spitting out fire.

"I'm honored no... Sorry, ma'am, let's go away now. If it's not resolved in five minutes, I will come to confirm your safety again. Please understand that every stonemason in war is a rare treasure, and we must ensure your safety."

The guards were retreated, but while retreating, they did not forget to give instructions to let the female soldiers pay attention.

"I'm still talking, hurry up and get out of here!"

The female soldier glared at the two guards walking away in shame. After confirming that they had kept a long enough distance, she angrily smashed her helmet to the ground and turned her head and drilled into the reeds.

After looking around again, she finally let go of her guard and squatted anxiously. Soon, the sound of rapid and long flowing water came from the reeds, which lasted for a long time.

"Huh~~, I'm relieved..." The female soldier sighed, and then started to curse again.

"Damn little bastard, I've lost all the education I've been trained in Picheng. When I go back, I must report to the general and throw them to pick up horse manure."

She actually didn't want to lose her temper. Every stonemason in the war has good quality and cultivation, but this time she could hardly hold back the surging urge to pee.

Moreover, these soldiers always teased her regardless of the occasion because she and the inappropriate comedian Draven were old acquaintances.

A reed suddenly fell down and scraped through the female soldier's bare buttocks, which scared her to make her shudder and almost splashed onto her boots.

After another wait and see, confirming that someone wasn't peeking at her again, she said to herself in a complaining tone:

"I'll scare me even if I put some water. The land of Ionia is full of maliciousness towards the invaders. If you are a detective here, you will be really nervous."

Akali watched the farce with her lips raised, and she felt that the two guards might have helped him. The war stonemason should have been very alert, but they disturbed the peace in her heart, which greatly reduced the probability of her being discovered.

She patiently waited for the female soldier to finish the water and was about to wait for her to stand up and lift her pants. When her vigilance was the weakest, she jumped down and quickly put her down.

But at this moment, a short bird whistle suddenly sounded among the reeds, causing her to stop her movements.

The war stonemason was also stunned, and his pants were lifted and he looked deep into the reeds with his head held high.

"Does the birds sing? It doesn't sound like a nightingale?"

While she tied her belt, she stepped over the puddle and advanced towards the depths of the reeds. Her years of professionalism told her that there were doubts hidden in the bird whistle.

No, someone!

"I want to see which perverted pervert dares to peek at me. I was caught but I have to revoke my military post. It is best to rescue him now. Maybe I can spare you a chance."

She coughed twice as a warning, but there was still no movement in the reeds, which made her snort coldly and made up her mind to pull out the voyeur.

She walked with her cat and approached quietly. When she pushed away the reeds that were making noises, she saw a cup-shaped bird nest hanging between several reed stems, very close to the river surface. A brown bird was poking her head out of the nest and looking at her.

"Ah! It turns out it's a big reed warbler..." The female soldier breathed a sigh of relief, showed a faint smile, and then slowly retreated out of the reeds to prevent the bird from being frightened.

"Madam, are you okay? It's already past the agreed time. If I don't come out, I'll go in."

But the urging of the guards behind her made her smile disappear again.

"Okay, OK, I'm fine, don't urge me." She screamed in anger and walked out of the reeds, grabbed the helmet that she had thrown on the ground before and threw it at the guards.
Chapter completed!