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Chapter 587 The Rachelon King's Tragic Battlefield

Chapter 587 The Rachelon King's Tragic Battlefield

Sigh, is it possible to reconcile?

Upon seeing the Queen of the Brilliant Crown's immediate cowardice, Qingyu subconsciously blurted out this sentence.

But judging from their posture, they've clearly come to confront you and demand an explanation!

"My king, are you awake?"

Qingyu patted the flower bud crown on its head and subconsciously reached into its pocket, ready to launch an attack as soon as the Snowstorm Horse got close.

however--

"No, don't attack it!"

In a moment of panic, the Queen of the Rai-Crowned Kingdom disregarded telepathy and immediately reached out to stop Qing-Yu's actions, blocking him with her two small arms.

"The Snowstorm Horse has a very bad temper and holds grudges. If you win against it in battle, it will never accept defeat willingly!"

As a former king who once rode the Snowstorm Horse, Calycerin knew his old friend's character very well.

"Its only target has always been me, so you should all step back for now and leave everything to me!"

After saying that, King Lei Guan took the lead and stepped forward before Qing Yu and Zhu Lan could act.

"Snowstorm Horse, my old friend!"

"I know you're here to see me, so let's sit down and have a good talk!"

King Rai-Crest shouted forward, stretching out his two short arms to the sides as if to do everything he could to protect his subjects.

Watching its retreating figure, Qingyu nodded silently.

Even if it instinctively fears the strong opponents it has fought against, when it is truly needed to step forward, the Lacecrown never lacks the courage to do so.

That's what makes a "wise king" look like.

Cynthia, standing beside him, glanced behind him and noticed that the wild Pokémon that had been attracted by Calyrex and Icecrown Clam had not left.

The blizzard was already upon them as the horse galloped at full speed.

Once it breaches the incredibly fragile defenses of the Crested King, these little creatures may suffer an undeserved disaster.

Therefore, Zhu Lan took the lead.

She silently took a Poké Ball out of her pocket and whispered, "Go, Togekiss."

"Use hot air to disperse the blizzard, but don't harm your opponents."

"Boke?"

Upon hearing the command, Togekiss, flapping its wings, blinked instinctively before quickly understanding.

Then, its pair of small, wing-like wings began to flap rapidly, quickly creating a swirling stream of flames that brought intense heat.

Under Pokkiss's deliberate guidance, the hot wind crashed directly into the top of the already approaching blizzard, quickly and noticeably bringing the storm to a standstill.

Only after the chilling aura was completely neutralized and disappeared did a pure white steed appear before them, its calm gaze fixed intently on the Crowned King.

It has a pointed horn made of frozen icicles on its head, and its face, tail and hooves are protected by ice armor formed from ice blocks.

The gas it exhales during its breath freezes into water vapor upon contact with the air, turning into ice crystals that fall to the ground.

Clearly, it is one of the Bejeweled King's favorite horses, the Snowstorm Horse, born in the icy wilderness!

"Hiruru—!"

The snowstorm horse, gleaming in the sunlight, suddenly stomped its forelegs and let out a pale neigh that was clearly filled with anger.

You can tell it's angry just by listening to it.

With things having come to this point, King Rai had no choice but to bite the bullet and try his best to appease his old friend.

"My old friend, it's so good to see you again!"

The Crowned King trotted toward the Snowstorm Horse, shouting loudly as he did so.

However, the Snowstorm Horse was not swayed by this.

"Huer"

With just a light breath, the cold wind it blew made the Crowned King slip and tumble on the spot.

He looks a bit disheveled.

Snowstorm Horse, upon seeing its current poor performance, showed a clear increase in disdain.

Qingyu couldn't help but shake her head.

With its clumsy rhetoric, the White Blizzard, which has been wild for almost three thousand years, is unlikely to submit again, much less likely than it would become the leader of the Galar League right now.

But if the Crowned King is telling the truth, then defeating the Snowstorm Horse by force and making it temporarily submit is definitely a very bad strategy.

Is this really the only way?

"My king, do you still remember how you made it submit back then?"

Qingyu's voice came from behind. The Queen of the Rachel, who had fallen to the ground and struggled to her feet, subconsciously looked down at the brand-new white reins in her hand.

In the end, do we still have to use this stupid method?

The dignity of a king is about to be trampled into nothingness in front of his most loyal subjects.

The Crowned Queen chuckled self-deprecatingly, but her eyes grew increasingly resolute.

It's just a matter of saving face; compared to being able to lead his people to create a happier future, it's utterly worthless!

So, a shout of "Come on, blizzard horse!"

"Let's reenact that farce from three thousand years ago!"

Braving the biting cold wind exhaled by the Snowstorm Horse, Calycerin took one step at a time, rooting itself in the snow, and slowly walked towards the Snowstorm Horse.

"Hiss—!"

But the Snowstorm Horse didn't seem to have any intention of letting it get close, and soon another blast of cold air shot forward.

This time, having anticipated its movements, the Crested King simply pounced forward, using all four limbs and body strength to firmly anchor itself to the ground.

While the snowstorm was raging and the horse was taking a deep breath, it quickly got up and struggled forward a few steps.

This process repeated itself several times. The cold air caused ice crystals to form on the face and crown of the Radiant Crown, and its body began to tremble incessantly, clearly indicating that it was quite cold.

But at this moment, this king displayed an astonishing will; a green light emanated from within the flower bud atop its head, seemingly providing its body with life energy.

Seeing this, Qingyu felt even more admiration for the Queen of the Brilliant Crown.

Perhaps in terms of power, it is far from being the legendary king who swept away everything.

But it is this indomitable will that is the reason why the Lacecrown was able to become a king in the end.

Three thousand years later, there are still people willing to stay in their homeland, which has long since turned into a snowfield, just to wait for the return of that wise king.

This already demonstrates how deeply it resonated with people back then.

The two sides remained deadlocked for quite a while, exchanging blows back and forth.

Until the Calycerin withstood the pressure and was less than ten meters away from the Snowstorm Horse —

The blizzard horse is clearly out of the question.

"Neigh—!"

After letting out another angry neigh, the Snowstorm Horse rubbed its front hooves twice and then immediately launched a charge.

Their target is none other than the unsuspecting Queen Rachel!

"Pokekiss"

Zhu Lan instinctively wanted to help, but Qing Yu stopped her.

"Don't worry, the Lady Crown King is very clever."

"Everything is going according to plan."

Qingyu Chongzhulan smiled, indicating that she could rest assured for the time being.

And indeed, it was just as he said—

When the Snowstorm Horse finally couldn't hold back any longer and charged towards him, the Calycerin was undoubtedly excited.

It has been waiting for this moment for a long time!

"You're still as impulsive as you were three thousand years ago, Snowstorm Horse!"

The Crowned King gripped the reins tightly, and at the opportune moment, his eyes suddenly fixed on the Snowstorm Horse.

A wisp of pale blue light shone from its eyes, and propelled by its sudden burst of superpowers, its body flew toward the Snowstorm Horse with even more astonishing momentum.

Although the Crown King is small in stature, it is exceptionally agile.

The moment it made contact with the snowstorm horse, it immediately wrapped its arms tightly around its neck and moved backward little by little with difficulty.

Until he plopped down on the snowstorm horse.

"It worked?"

Aoba narrowed his eyes, following closely behind the Snowstorm Horse, which was kicking out a dance of despair.

For horses, their backs are indeed a fatal blind spot.

Neither its hooves, tail, nor teeth could touch the Calycerin's body at all; they could only try to use inertia to fling it away with all their might.

But at times like these, the small size and low ground clearance of the Crème de la Mer truly shine.

No matter how much the Snowstorm Horse shook its head and resisted its arrival, the Crowned King remained unmoved. It even took advantage of the Snowstorm Horse's roar to put the reins on completely.

"My old friend, lend me your strength one more time!"

"Neigh—!!!"

After the shift in offense and defense, it was now the Snowstorm Horse's turn to be in a state of impotent rage.

Even if you don't understand its language, Qingyu can still sense how filthy it is.

Next, we'll have to see which of them can hold out longer.

According to the Crowned King, it took a full month of battling the Snowstorm Horse before it finally got the stubborn horse to accept reality.

Are they going to spend another month lingering and galloping across the Crown Snowfield?

Isn't that a bit long? It seems like the Masters tournament was already over by then.

For the Crowned King, it didn't matter, as it was a deity with abundant power and its lifespan was infinite.

Moreover, its abundant vitality gives it an energy that is unimaginable to humans.

It can withstand it completely.

But I don't have enough time!

Qingyu scratched his head, preparing to ask King Lei Guan a question.

But just then, a loud "Neigh!"

The Snowstorm Horse, which was trying to shake off the Calycerin King, suddenly changed direction and rushed back to where it came from.

"Snowstorm Horse, where are you taking me?!"

By the time the Crowned King realized something was wrong, the Snowstorm Horse had already run a considerable distance at full speed and was almost disappearing into the icy landscape.

"this----"

Zhu Lan blinked and subconsciously looked at Qing Yu.

Those bright, expressive eyes seemed to say:

Is this also part of your plan?

'

After a moment of silence, Qingyu finally spoke with a stern face: "Let's hurry and follow them!"

Crown Temple.

The northernmost region of the entire Crown Snowfield.

Because the road to the temple is covered in snow all year round, no one has visited this place for many years.

Legend has it that, however, this place has become unusually lively today – "Huer-er!"

"Snowstorm Horse, can you slow down a bit?!"

"Don't blame me if I throw up on you later!!!"

Amidst the blizzard, a heart-wrenching scream rang out first, followed by the Lady Crown King riding the Snowstorm Horse across the snowfield, leaping into the temple that was already covered in snow.

"here it is----"

After the snowstorm stopped, the Crowned King finally had the energy to observe its surroundings.

But when he discovered that the palace before him was one he knew all too well, King Raicrown was stunned.

This is the Crown Temple.

A place that is extremely important to it.

He was crowned king here and sat on the throne inside, witnessing his kingdom grow prosperous step by step.

The name of this country is Galar.

The Crowned King was lost in reminiscence for a moment, until the Snowstorm Horse beneath him, which had fallen silent, let out a whistle, finally bringing him back to his senses.

"I see----"

"Did you bring me back here on purpose, Snowstorm Horse?"

Yes.

After all, they were close friends who had fought off many powerful enemies together over the centuries and built a deep bond with each other.

How could a mere three thousand years of separation create a gap between them?

When she looked at the Snowstorm Horse again, the Crane Crown's gaze softened considerably.

It subconsciously loosened its grip on the reins, wanting to touch the soft mane on the back of the Snowstorm Horse's neck.

Snowstorm Horse has always enjoyed this kind of affectionate behavior.

However-

"Hiss!!!"

Another powerful cry rang out.

The Crowned King was startled and immediately stopped trying to soothe it, instead gripping the reins tightly once more.

This time, however, it was not the raging horse beneath it that made the sound.

Under the stunned gaze of the Queen of the Rathalos, another dark figure slowly emerged from inside the temple.

The iconic deep purple mane and erect ears of the Lingyou horse immediately made Cailei Crown King feel a sense of unease.

broken!

When I released them, I should have released them back into their respective territories.

How come after all these years, they still remain in the long-forgotten Crown Temple?

Do they consider this place their shared home, and have been silently waiting for their return?

The Spirit Horse has severe visual degeneration, so it usually does not open its eyes.

Even the Crested King, in all its hundreds of years of interaction, had never seen it open its eyes more than a few times.

But this time, when the Crowned King looked up, his eyes met those of the Spirit Horse.

The other's eyes, just like its fondness for solitude and quiet, are forever calm and still.

There was no anger in its eyes, but Cai Lei Guan Wang felt more guilty and subconsciously lowered its head.

"Huer—"

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Zhao Baoma casually shook his body, and Lei Guan Wang jumped off his back on his own initiative.

Now that things have come to this, how could it not know?

Even after three thousand years, the bond between their souls has never been erased.

Although they didn't seem to blame him, he did need to give his two close friends an explanation.

The Crowned King took a deep breath, preparing to face the resentment accumulated by the Tyrant Horse and the Spirit Horse over three thousand years.

It vaguely remembered that there must have been a reason why it made that choice back then.

but----

If being beaten up by them could appease Lingyou Horse and Yebao Horse, it would be willing to endure it!

The Crowned Queen closed her eyes, quietly awaiting the coming storm.

Qingyu, who arrived late with Zhulan, had just climbed the steps when she immediately witnessed the tragic scene between the Crowned King and its two beloved horses.

At this point, it's probably best not to interfere.

Just be a bystander and enjoy the show!