LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Galen followed Katarina back to her apartment.

As a refugee resettlement building for free rent, the internal space of this house is not large.

When Galen, a tall man in an iron can, squeezed in through the door with his storm sword as wide as the door panel, the already small room seemed even more cramped.

Especially the giant sword he was carrying across his back - if Galen turned around casually in that narrow passage, the heavy and sharp sword might uncontrollably hit the wall on one side.

"Mr. Galen." Catalina suggested casually: "Your sword is too big and there is no place to put it in the house. How about putting it in the entrance hall?"

"Yeah." Galen nodded.

He took off the giant sword that he never left behind and leaned against the wall at the door.

Seeing that he had no weapon, Catalina calmly greeted him into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"I'll make you tea." As she said that, she turned around and walked to the kitchen.

But Galen took the initiative to hold her hand: "No, Kana. Let's talk first."

"Hmm..." Katarina hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to Galen.

She calmly tucked a strand of red hair behind her ears, exposing her fair and smooth neck. She pretended to be casual and gently kicked off the slippers on her feet, and stretched her slender legs wrapped in black stockings. Show it to others without reservation.

Although these were just a few "inadvertent" little moves, they showed her charm more perfectly.

Now she is like a delicate little flower for everyone to pick, and it makes people's hearts tremble just by looking at her.

"Kana." Galen seemed to be completely immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere: "I thought about it carefully along the way, I..."

"Huh?" Katarina blinked expectantly.

"I like you, I really do." Galen's expression was serious. He looked into Catalina's eyes, as if he wanted to speak directly to her soul: "I hope to be with you forever and pursue our common ideals."

Galen's words were serious, sounding like a leader taking an oath of membership. But the love in his words couldn't be more obvious or solemn.

"Kana, would you do that?"

"Of course!" Catalina replied emotionally with a blushing face.

Then, as if she could no longer suppress her excitement, she couldn't help but run into Galen's broad and powerful arms.

Then, Catalina slightly raised her head from Galen's arms, closed her eyes, and slowly moved her moist and lustrous lips towards him, shyly and eagerly.

Another "fatal blow" with enhanced power.

And now that there is no one around and there are not so many light bulbs on the street to interfere, the lethality of this move will only be stronger.

Seeing that Galen is about to be silenced + stunned + charmed + suppressed + imprisoned again, falling into a situation where his mind is blank and he is at the mercy of others...

"Wait, Kana." He quietly pressed Catalina's shoulders and slowly pushed the girl out.

"Huh?" Katarina opened her eyes in confusion.

What she saw were Galen's eyes, those sober eyes.

"What's wrong, Mr. Galen?" Katerina asked innocently.

But Galen's eyes remained unwavering: "You are not Kana, are you?"

"You..." Catalina's face changed slightly: "What are you talking about?"

"The real Kana would not play such boring erotic tricks." Galen stared sharply at Catalina and her bare feet that deliberately broke free from her slippers: "Who are you?"

"I, I am Kana..." Catalina said with some fear: "Mr. Galen, what are you talking about? I have been with you today, haven't I?"

"Still pretending to be stupid." Galen scolded coldly: "If it is really Kana who is talking to me now, then you are just like Kana before, summon the Wind Leader's thread of faith to show me! "

Catalina: "..."

There was a dead silence in the air.

"You can't summon it, can you?" Galen pressed sternly: "The body can be enslaved and the soul can be bound, but faith based on free will cannot be forced into existence no matter what."

"So no matter how hard you try, you can't replace a true leader!"

"..." There was another silence.

Finally, "Katerina" spoke.

The person in front of Galen was indeed Katarina, but it was not her who controlled this body, but LeBlanc.

The real Katarina had been forced to cancel her account by LeBlanc because she refused to carry out the assassination of Galen.

She could only use the spectator mode to watch angrily, how LeBlanc led Galen into this murder trap step by step, and how she used her body to attack Galen...

Fortunately, Galen was not attacked in the end.

This made "Katerina", also known as LeBlanc, look very ugly: "Boy, when did you notice it?"

"..." Galen didn't answer. He has no habit of giving explanations to his enemies.

He just seemed to have finally confirmed some important fact and breathed a long sigh of relief: "It seems that I guessed it right. The real Kana is the leader who has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and her body is controlled by you. .”

"Great, great..."

"What's good?" LeBlanc frowned, seeming to be wary of Galen's next move.

Galen just looked into her eyes, as if he could see the real Katarina through these eyes.

"Fortunately, I didn't misjudge the person." He said seriously: "Kana is the leader and an awakened person. Confirming this is more important than anything else."

"So?." LeBlanc looked cold: "You have guessed the truth, and you are still willing to come here with me."

"Do you have any back-ups, or are you too confident in your own skills and think you can break out of my trap?"

"Or do you just naively believe in Zaun's security measures, thinking that you can immediately get support from the Wind Leader as long as you make a little noise?"

Generally speaking, this trick does work.

Because the blue bird incarnation of the goddess is spread all over the city.

At this moment, just below the refugee resettlement apartment building, on the telephone pole next to the road, stood a "blue bird"

City Steward”.

If Garen and LeBlanc were fighting in the house, the Wind Leader would immediately notice something unusual and rush to provide support.

But LeBlanc has already considered this.

"Don't forget, this is my territory."

LeBlanc drank coldly, and countless rune marks that shone with gorgeous magical light suddenly appeared on the seemingly ordinary walls, doors and windows around them.

These magic runes connected with each other and instantly opened an invisible magic barrier, separating the space inside and outside the house.

At this time, if someone looked in from downstairs or from the window, they would only see a normal scene without any disturbance.

This is the real trap, a prison-like magic barrier.

And then, in this narrow space isolated by the barrier, it was like magic...

"die!"

Galen was still staring at Catalina in front of him, and the seemingly empty air behind him suddenly felt a wave of waves.

A hooded boy holding a sharp blade emerged from invisibility—this was Tai Lung.

A girl holding a staff also appeared shortly afterwards - this was LeBlanc.

Both of them used magic to hide their figures and appeared unexpectedly from behind Galen.

Katarina, who was controlled by LeBlanc, also cooperated with her two companions at this moment to break free from Galen's restraints and took out the long-prepared blade from her arms.

At this moment, Galen didn't even have a weapon in his hand.

His weapon was placed by the entrance wall, several meters away from him.

How could a Garen without a sword resist the combined attacks of Talon, LeBlanc, and Katarina?

"This guy...is dead!"

Until the last moment of the attack, LeBlanc was wary of Garen's backhand.

But Galen took no action at all. It was as if he had just followed innocently and was confident that he would not die.

But now he has neither support nor weapons, so how can he survive?

"I am the leader."

At the last moment when the blade struck, Galen acted.

With his empty hands, he spun rapidly like a top - there was no sword in his hand, but there was a roaring wind around him:

"Judgement of the Wind!"