Chapter 137: Sivir, the Fugitive Princess of Shurima

"What happened...? Where am I?"

Taliyah turned her head when she heard the woman's voice.

She was trying hard to sit up, looking around with her eyes and groping for something with her hands.

“You were in Vikaura,” Taliyah said. “I ran into you outside. You were bleeding and almost dead.”

"Where's my knife?" the woman asked anxiously.

Taliyah pointed to the wall behind her. The strange weapon was sheathed in a boiled leather sheath, beneath a wool rug with a pattern of flying birds.

"There. The blade is sharp, and I don't want it where I can trip and hurt my foot."

"Who are you?" The suspicion in the woman's tone was almost overflowing.

“I’m Taliyah.”

"Do I know you? Does your tribe want to kill me?"

Taliyah frowned. “I don’t think so. We are shepherds. Weavers. And travelers. We do not seek the life of any.”

“Then you are a minority.” She exhaled slowly. Taliyah could not imagine how much pain her wound was in. She sat up straight, but accidentally pulled her stitches, and her face suddenly twisted.

“Why would someone want to kill you?” Taliyah asked.

"Because I've killed a lot of people." She adjusted her sitting position with difficulty. "Sometimes it's because I took the money. Sometimes it's because they blocked my way. But recently it's because they were angry because I said I wouldn't go back."

"Back to where?"

The woman's blue eyes turned to Taliyah. And she saw a deep well, where pain was throbbing and rolling.

"That's the city that rises from the sand."

“So it’s true?” Taliyah asked. “Ancient Shurima is really reborn? Did you see it?”

"I saw it with my own eyes. Many people are heading there. The ones I saw most were from the tribes in the east and south, but people from other places won't wait long either."

"Where are people heading?"

“It’s increasing day by day.”

"Then why don't you go back?"

"You have so many questions. It's exhausting."

Taliyah shrugged. “The first step to understanding is to ask questions.”

The woman smiled and nodded. "Well said. But be careful who you ask. Some people prefer to use knives instead of answers."

"What about you?"

"Sometimes I am too. But since you saved me, I can be more lenient."

"Tell me one more thing."

"what?"

"your name."

"Sivir." The woman answered while enduring the pain.

Taliyah was no stranger to this name.

In fact, few people in Shurima don't know it.

And she had guessed it almost exactly when she saw the cross-shaped weapon.

Before she could speak, the rumble of rolling stones was replaced by another sound outside, a sound Taliyah had rarely heard in her homeland, but had encountered many times elsewhere, on the coasts of Ionia, in the cities of Noxus, and on the icy plains of the Freljord.

Taliyah glanced at the luggage in the corner and wondered how long it would take to escape from Vekaura. Sivir also heard the voice and bent her legs to try to stand up. But it was too much of a stretch and she groaned in pain. Cold sweat soaked her brow.

“You’re not going anywhere like this,” Taliyah said.

"Did you hear that?" "Of course. It sounded a lot like people screaming."

Xiweier nodded and said, "It is absolutely true."

……

"Taliyah is the real protagonist!"

Looking at the innocent Taliyah in the picture, she kept asking Sivir all kinds of questions like a hundred thousand whys.
In the commentary booth, Jiang Wen and Guo Fan looked at each other and laughed. At this heavy and tense juncture, only this girl could bring a little relaxation to everyone.

On the highland icebergs of Ionia, Taliyah can find Yasuo; in the desert of Shurima, she can also find the only ascended bloodline today.

However, when she met Yasuo, he was a wanted criminal in the entire Ionia, and now Sivir is the target of Ascendants and Witch Elves.

This makes everyone wonder whether to say she is lucky or unlucky.

However, it was precisely because of Talia's questions that the audience learned more useful information from this injured woman.

Sivir.

When everyone saw this heroic woman on the screen, they immediately knew who Nasus was looking for.

She is the existing ascended bloodline of Shurima and a descendant of the ancient Shurima royal family.

More importantly, Sivir also witnessed the rebirth of ancient Shurima with her own eyes.

It was also the city that the audience had seen before, rising slowly from the yellow sand. Clear fresh water was gushing out again, and the huge sun disk that Nasus missed so much was once again suspended above the city.

The earth cracked, sandstorms blew, and the ancient city of Shurima rose from the grave. A huge golden disc shone with the sacred sunlight, crowning the capital.

However, Sivir, who witnessed all this, took her weapon and escaped before the city woke up.

No one knows the reason behind this.

But what everyone knows now is that Sivir escaped with injuries and was rescued by the kind-hearted Taliyah.

——"Why did Sivir run away? Isn't she the ascended bloodline of Shurima?"

——"What happened before this? What happened to Sivir's injuries?"

——"It seems that this woman's past is not simple either!"

——"She seems to have many enemies in Shurima!"

The few brief conversations between Sivir and Taliyah could not answer the audience's questions.

It seems that something happened after she escaped from the reborn city.

Everyone can imagine that scene.

The entire Shurima tribe is heading towards the capital of the old empire and the sun disk, but the royal descendants are heading in the opposite direction.

From what Shiver said, there was no need to guess who it was that wanted her to go back.

Without having to think about it, everyone knew it was the ancient Shurima emperor Azir. He and his empire were reborn because of Sivir.

Perhaps Sivir misunderstood Azir's meaning. He asked Sivir to go back not because he wanted to save her life, but to protect her.

Because there were people in the desert land of Shurima who wanted her life.

After resurrecting the ancient Shurima emperor, Sivir was doomed to never return to her previous life—although her past was not peaceful either.

But what is entangled with her now is a force that mortals cannot understand.

The injured woman struggled to sit up and leaned against the wall. The tremendous pain from the wound made the strong woman groan. This injury made it difficult for her to stand up.

However, both Sivir and Taliyah heard the commotion coming from a distance.

They were all familiar with this sound because they had all seen war.

(End of this chapter)