Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

284: Chapter 278 The Ban is Lifted, and the Great War Breaks OutNeither the people of Lake living in the Royal Capital nor the various legions stationed outside the city had ever seen such a magnificent sight.

Looking from afar, a pillar of light in the Royal Capital shot straight from the earth into the clouds.

The pillar of light was milky white and bright, as if it wanted to dispel all the darkness in the world.

Everyone on the ground stared up blankly at the leaden clouds at the end of the pillar of light, as if expecting the gaze of a god to fall upon them.

A miracle, a miracle has descended.

They all whispered in their hearts at the same time.

...

Royal Palace.

The King, who had not stepped out of his bedroom for a long time, finally pushed open the bedroom door and stood in the open space before it, looking up.

”O God... how shocking...”

He gazed at the pillar of light with complex emotions in his eyes; after a long while, as if having made an important decision, he turned around and looked at Blova and Pestoya: ”Has the Griffin Legion been deployed out of the city?”

”They are already lying in wait in the woods outside the city.”

”Then go, the Ice and Snow Empire, it’s time for it to return.”

”Your will is the direction we advance.” The two knelt on one knee in salute, then rose and walked quickly toward the palace gates.

Watching their figures disappear in the distance, the King withdrew his gaze and called over a personal Guard to ask, ”Have you seen Servant?”

”Your Majesty, Lord Servant was not seen passing through the Inner Palace gates.”

The King’s fist slowly tightened.

Having lived in the Royal Palace for thousands of years, he had never seen Servant leave the palace.

On this special day, he suddenly disappeared to who knows where, which inevitably made one feel uneasy.

Fortunately, things did not develop as he had feared.

Servant’s voice came from the bedroom behind: ”Is Your Majesty looking for me?”

Turning back, the gloom in the King’s eyes had been replaced by joy: ”I thought you had abandoned me.”

”I won’t, I promised her.”

The King had heard Servant mention ”her” many times, but he wasn’t sure who she was. Feeling it was unimportant, he didn’t bother to think more about it.

He walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind him: ”My father instructed me that if the country is to be restored, the ceremony must be presided over by you personally.”

By the bed, Servant, aged and decrepit, tucked his hands into his sleeves: ”I will immediately pre—”

”Mr. Servant.” The King interrupted him, the excitement suppressed for many years in his heart bursting out uncontrollably, ”There is no need for grand scenes or tedious etiquette,”

”As long as there is that crown!”

It wasn’t that the King respected his late father’s instructions so much that this ordinary-looking old man had to crown him, but rather that the crown was in his hands.

Servant raised his eyelids, his dark eyes filled with a desolate silence, showing no sign of life.

”Yes, as long as you have that crown, you are the King of Ice and Snow.”

Whispering a sentence in a voice only he could hear, he spread the five fingers of his right hand and raised it before his chest.

In the next second, an Ice and Snow-colored light lit up in his palm, and a crown emerged within the light.

It was not magnificent; if it had to be described, it was just a plain iron hoop. There were no brilliant gems for decoration, only a single snowflake used to indicate the front and back.

The King stepped forward lightly and slowly lowered his head, welcoming the moment his thousand-year wish finally came true.

Servant gazed at it, his wrinkled fingertips stroking the surface of the snowflake.

You are not a qualified king, I am not a qualified pope, we are both... sinners.

Inadvertently, Servant recalled the day she ascended the throne.

The young girl became the Lord of Ice and Snow as she wished, sitting upon the throne and vowing to lead the empire to prosperity.

”Whew...” He woke from his memories and looked at the King, who stood frozen with his head lowered, ”Are you ready?”

”I am—”

Before he could finish, the King suddenly felt his head get a bit heavier; he looked up blankly, and Servant had already disappeared.

Subconsciously touching the top of his head, the cool touch reminded him that he was now the King of Ice and Snow.

”Hahaha...”

Hearty laughter echoed in the bedroom, and the King’s gray, slightly curly short hair instantly turned jet black as if splashed with ink.