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Chapter 484 Spring Arrives in Frozen Village
Chapter 484 Spring Returns to Frozen Village
Despite the Calycanthus's numerous protests, Xia Chi ultimately did not delete the embarrassing moments of the cacophony from the video.
Just kidding, those are the real essence.
Everyone has seen how arrogant and domineering the legendary elves are, capable of destroying the world, but when have you ever seen one so cute and silly?
Uh... although this seems to be the daily life of those legendary spirits in the Xia Chi family.
Especially the three little ones: Biktini, Lanlan, and Hoopa.
However, the Crowned King was once the king of the Crown Snowfield, and this extreme contrast is what makes the whole video so interesting.
After Rotom made some final edits, Xia Chi posted the video on the "Crown of Kings Official" account.
While it's fine to build up this account through organic traffic, after all, the name "Lady Crown King" is currently extremely popular on the internet.
However, Xia Chi needs it to gather enough faith power in a short period of time.
So he reposted the vlog using his own account, adding only one sentence as a caption.
"Let me introduce you all. This is our new friend. Please take care of him/her from now on."
At the moment of the announcement, he added, "Don't ask if I've subdued them, just say we're friends."
As expected, within just three minutes of Xia Chi sharing the video, its popularity skyrocketed like a runaway Tauros.
The number of views jumped by tens of thousands at a time.
The comment section exploded instantly.
[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! A live Calyptia! Not pixel art!]
[No, this is really the official account of Lacecrown! I just saw it and thought someone was doing something silly with abstract graphics!]
Wait, wait, is this really a Calyrex? It's so small! I thought it would be much bigger!
[So cute!!! I watched the scene where it steps on the ice ten times in a row. How can there be such an adorable legendary Pokémon!]
【I don't want to be cute】—Then she did a whole episode of cute things. Is this what tsundere is? I love it!
[Mommy fans are overjoyed! Leilei, Mommy loves you! Mommy will give you whatever you want!]
[That line about fans wanting to say "That's hilarious! You're a real devil, Prison Water!"]
[The Ice Six-Tailed Fox is so cute! Six tails covering Leilei's paws, what an adorable scene!]
[I've already followed LeiKing Official, and from today onwards I'm a ten-year fan of LeiLei!]
"No, you Galatians don't want legendary elves, but we Eastern Huang people treasure them, right? Come, come, Leilei, come to Eastern Huang, I'll plant the best land for you!"
Within an hour of its release, the vlog had been viewed over five million times.
The number of fans of the Queen of the Laceylon skyrocketed from zero to two million.
In the comments section, someone is making memes—the image of a crowned prairie dog slipping on ice has been turned into the classic "I'm fine, I'm okay" meme.
Someone is drawing fan art of Calycerin sitting majestically on her throne, but there's a small stool underneath because her legs are too short to reach the ground.
Someone wrote a short essay: "I watched Leilei's vlog today and cried for a long time. It has been alone in the snowfield for hundreds of years. It must be very lonely. I will leave a message for it every day from now on so that it knows that someone is thinking of it."
The Crowned Queen sat by the fireplace, holding her phone Rotom, reading through the comments one by one.
It saw the messages saying "Mommy loves you, Leilei," and this time it didn't blush or feel ashamed.
It saw the "Welcome Home" messages and its little paws tightened slightly.
It saw the messages that said "You are no longer alone." Its big head drooped low, hidden in the shadow of the flower buds, and its expression was not visible.
Ice Sixtails lay beside it, sensing its change in mood, raised its head, and gently rubbed its paws.
"Huh?"
It called out softly.
Crassou lowered its head and looked into the bright, sparkling eyes of the Ice-Six-Tails.
Then it stretched out its paw and gently touched the little head of the Ice Six-tailed Fox.
"It's nothing."
Its sound was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible.
"It just... feels a bit warm."
Outside the window, the wind and snow continued.
But inside, it was warm and cozy.
The Queen closed her eyes, feeling the energy flowing slowly within her body.
That energy was warmer than ever before.
It didn't know if this counted as restoring its strength.
But at this moment, the Crowned Queen felt that it didn't seem so important anymore.
Three days after the video was released, the snow stopped in Dongning Village.
A crack appeared in the leaden-gray clouds, and the long-awaited sunlight poured down through the gap, sprinkling the snow and refracting into tiny golden rays.
The Crowned King stood at the door, looking up at the blue sky, its small eyes narrowing.
Sunlight fell on the huge green bud on its head, and the bud trembled slightly, as if in response to something.
"The weather is nice."
Xia Chi came out of the house, holding a cup of hot tea brewed by Grandma Kanna, and leaned against the door frame.
The Crowned King did not reply, but continued to gaze at the sky.
It's a little different today.
Xia Chi noticed it.
This guy has been unusually quiet since morning.
He didn't fight with Victini for snacks, didn't bicker with Hoopa, and didn't maintain that "majestic" kingly demeanor in front of him.
It sat quietly by the door, gazing at the snow-covered plain outside, as if waiting for something, or perhaps confirming something.
"What's wrong?"
Xia Chi walked over to it, squatted down, and looked it in the eye.
After a moment of silence, King Rai-King finally spoke: "I would like to take a walk in the village."
The sound was very soft, almost drowned out by the wind.
Xia Chi didn't ask why, she just nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."
"Need not."
The Crowned King shook his head, his large head swaying with the movement. "I can go myself."
Xia Chi glanced at it but did not insist.
He could probably guess what the Rachelon wanted to do.
He read through every single comment in the comments section over the past few days.
Among those comments, besides fervent declarations like "Lailei's mom loves you," there were also some more restrained voices.
"I was born in Dongning Village, but I have now moved to Gongmen City. When I was a child, my grandmother told me the story of the Queen of the Brilliant Crown. I always thought it was just a legend, but it turns out it is true."
"There are still elderly people in the village who remember you. Every spring they still go to the ruins of the Crown Temple to pray, even though there are only a few stones left."
When the Queen of the Lace Crown saw these comments, she did not say anything.
But something was faintly shining in those small eyes.
After bidding farewell to Xia Chi, King Lei Guan walked alone on the streets of Dong Ning Village.
The sun was shining brightly, and the air had a refreshing sweetness.
The village was quiet, with only the crunching sound of the snow being compacted underfoot.
It walked very slowly, each step as if it were measuring something.
When it passes by those old houses, it will stop and take a look.
Some houses had collapsed; the snow on the roofs had broken the beams, leaving only half a wall standing forlornly.
Some houses are still inhabited, with smoke rising from the chimneys.
The Crowned King stopped in front of a small house.
The house was small, made of wood, and the snow in front of the door was swept clean.
Several pots of dried flowers sat on the windowsill, the pots being handmade ceramic jars with crooked patterns carved on them.
An old man sat in the doorway, an old blanket covering his lap, squinting in the sun.
Her hair was completely white, and the wrinkles on her face resembled a map of a snowy plain, each line bearing the marks of time.
The Crowned King stood before her, looking up at her.
The old man sensed something, opened his eyes, and looked down at the tiny sprite in front of him.
Her gaze lingered on the Crowned King for a long time.
long time.
In those cloudy eyes, the confusion turned to surprise, then to disbelief, and finally to something that Xia Chi couldn't quite describe even from the other side of the screen.
"Is...is that you?"
The old man's voice trembled, and his chapped lips moved as if afraid that making too much noise would wake him from his dream.
The Crowned Queen did not answer.
It simply stood there, head tilted back, looking at the old man whose appearance it could no longer recall.
"My grandmother told me your story before..."
The old woman's eyes reddened. "She said you would come back... she said spring would come back..."
The Crowned King's throat bobbed.
"Every spring I go to the temple to wait... I've been waiting for sixty years... Two years ago my legs gave out and I can't go out anymore..."
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The old man reached out his hand, his calloused and cracked hand, and gently placed it on the head of the Brilliant Crown King.
She didn't touch the flower bud, but hovered it an inch away from it, as if afraid of getting it dirty, or as if afraid of touching only air.
"You're really back..."
The Crowned King remained silent for a long time.
Then, it nodded slightly.
"I'm back."
The sunlight fell on them, warm and cozy.
Xia Chi stood at a distance, with Rotom, the recording cell phone, floating beside her.
Rotom asked in a low voice, "Should we get a little closer to take a picture of Rotom?"
"Need not."
Xia Chi said softly, "That's good."
The Crowned King walked around the village all day.
It went to every house that was still inhabited.
Some elderly people still remember it, even though their memories are hazy and the story is incomplete, the deep-rooted respect passed down through generations remains.
The Crowned King would nod earnestly, respond earnestly, and accept those titles it once thought it would never hear again.
"King of Abundance".
"Lord Lei Guanwang."
"king."
Each sound transformed into a gentle stream of warmth, flowing into its body.
The Crowned King finally understood that it had not been completely forgotten over the past few centuries.
There are still people who remember it, and there are still people waiting for it.
Some people go to the ruins of the Crown Temple every spring to pray, even though only a few stones remain.
Those people didn't leave the Crown Snowfield not because they couldn't leave, but because they didn't want to.
They are waiting for spring, for a flower to bloom, for a king who may never return.
King Rai-Crest stood in the center of the village and closed his eyes.
It can sense the surging energy within its body.
Like a stream under snow, like a seed under frozen soil, like a root that has been dormant in darkness for hundreds of years, finally awaiting the signal of spring.
It opened its eyes and raised its right hand.
Nothing happened.
Undeterred, King Rai-Crest raised his left hand again.
Nothing happened.
It lowered its bow somewhat awkwardly, and its large head drooped slightly.
"Are you just too nervous?"
Xia Chi's voice came from behind.
The Queen of the Lace turned around and saw Xia Chi leaning against the corner of the wall with an expression that said, "I didn't see anything."
"Why did you follow me here!"
"I didn't come along."
Xia Chi's expression changed, and he said, "I just happened to be practicing boxing in the village."
The Crowned King glared at him, while Xia Chi chuckled.
"Relax."
He put away his smile and said seriously, "Don't think about blooming all over the Luoyuan Plain at once, start with just one."
King Lace Crown paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.
It turned around and faced the land covered with stacked gongs once more.
It remembered a long, long time ago, when it first planted its first seed on this land.
Back then, it was still young and had no idea what the power of faith or the name of a king was.
It just felt that this land was too cold and too lonely.
It wanted to make it warmer and more lively.
So it waved its hand.
Then the flowers bloomed.
How could it forget something so simple?
The Crowned Queen raised her right arm again.
A faint green light emanated from the tip of its bow.
The green light fell on the ground, on the frozen soil that had been covered by clods of earth for hundreds of years.
Immediately, a tiny flower peeked out from the ground.
On the frozen soil of Wangguanluoyuan, beneath hundreds of years of accumulated gongs, in the first rays of spring sunshine.
It opened.
The Crowned King stared blankly at the little flower, something flickering in its small eyes.
Xia Chi stood behind it, saying nothing, simply recording the scene quietly.
The Crowned King crouched down, extended his bow, and gently touched the flower.
The petals were cool and soft, just like the ones it remembered.
"You're still here..." it whispered, though the root knew whether it was speaking to the flower, to the land, or to itself.
The wind blew across the gong plain, raising a shower of tiny gong-like particles. The little flower swayed in the wind, but did not fall.
Its mat is embedded in the frozen soil, embedded in hundreds of years of waiting, embedded in the solitude of a king.
It survived.
The crown lily squatted there, watching the flower, its roots trembling at the slightest movement.
Its silhouette was small, its large head drooping, and its green buds trembling slightly in the wind.
The sunlight fell on the lace crown, giving it a golden edge.
Xia Chi stood at a distance and did not approach.
He knew that there were times when he should be disturbed.
Rotom recorded quietly, the lens showing the back of the crowned violet, the small yellow flower in the field, the first true spring in the crowned violet field in hundreds of years.
Root didn't know how much time had passed before the Crowned Queen finally stood up.
It turned around and looked at Xia Chi.
"this..."
The Crowned Queen pointed to the flower, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Please, please don't post this! It's too embarrassing; it takes hundreds of years for such a tiny flower to bloom..."
Xia Chi paused for a moment.
"You feel ashamed?"
he asks.
King Lace Crown hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
"It's shameful...it's just..."
It said the roots have been removed.
Xia Chi smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
But Rotom, who was standing next to him, took a close-up picture of the flower.
That tiny, timid yellow flower, no bigger than a fingernail, stubbornly bloomed in the field.
Sunlight filters through the petals, making them almost transparent, revealing the fine veins on them, like a letter from this land to spring.