"Is it Lorraine?"
The familiar footsteps and magical rhythm allowed Yi Xue to recognize the approaching figure.
"Um."
Loran Hill looked at the ghost princess who had returned to her normal form and walked lightly to her side.
"You've heard what happened just now, right?" With Loran Hill's special perception ability, there are few things that can be hidden.
"Yes." Loran Hill stood behind the throne and stroked the ghost princess's hair to comfort her.
"I've shown you my disappointing side."
Yi Xue closed her eyes, quietly felt the fingers pressing on her head, and responded softly.
"No, Yixue is very strong." Loran Hill answered slowly. Although his words were comforting, they gave people a sincere feeling and made people feel at ease.
"Strong?" When Yi Xue heard this word, for some reason, she felt a little warmer.
"In fact, I just act very strong and proud."
After saying that, Yi Xue stopped talking and leaned lightly on the armrest, quietly enjoying the feeling of having her head and shoulders massaged by Loran Hill.
After a while, she opened her eyes again.
"Thank you, Lorraine."
"It's nothing. Yi Xue also helped me a lot."
Then Iseglin pulled Loranthil out from behind the throne and hugged her good friend.
"I'm afraid I can't always be with you from now on." Yi Xue whispered in the girl's ear.
"I know that Yi Xue also has her own mission to fulfill." Loran Hill nodded slightly to show his understanding and support.
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Time passed quickly and in the following month, many major events happened within the Ice Elves.
First, a group of old nobles who had been hiding for a long time showed up one after another. Then they gathered many high-level officials of the Ice Elves and announced something very special.
Then welcome the return of the former 'Ice Flower Princess'.
As soon as this news was released, it caused a violent shock within the ice elves. Countless sleeping ice elves were awakened and gathered in the Ice Palace.
Various inquiries, discussions, doubts, questions, etc. occurred one after another, and the noise was intense.
Afterwards, the nobles within the ice elves split into several factions and engaged in heated debates. Some welcomed the princess's return, some questioned and did not believe, and some expressed rejection and resistance.
But such mixed voices were quickly suppressed and unified. The returning princess was surrounded by many classical and conservative nobles. With her absolute strength, she quickly suppressed the voices of opposition, and the ice elves finally fully accepted the birth of the new king.
The new Ice Elf Queen was born, and she is also the most special one in history.
First of all, she is not a living person, but a dead ghost. In addition, this is her second time to ascend the throne of queen.
After more than two thousand years, the Ice Elves finally united as one again.
At the coronation ceremony, the Queen of Ice Flowers held a floral scepter and, with her intricate and gorgeous skirt supported by hundreds of elven maids, she stepped step by step onto the lofty throne engraved with the white moon, the world tree, and the ice flowers.
Then, the desolate curling horn sounded, and endless white snow fell from the sky, blooming on the ground.
At the foot of the palace on the top of Hanshan Mountain, hundreds of thousands of ice elves knelt on one knee, put their hands on their shoulders, and reaffirmed their allegiance to the elven queen. The sound resounded through the night sky, dispelling the gloomy clouds that had depressed the northern continent for many years and bringing a sense of new vitality to people.
Soon after, the Ice Elf Queen began to announce reform measures one after another.
Drastic changes and policies that were unthinkable in the past have been forcefully implemented without any resistance.
These include but are not limited to abolishing the aristocracy, reforming the tax system, promoting new-style education, sending many young elves to other continents to study, opening ports, strengthening trade, establishing a preliminary industrial system, establishing a new legal system, and so on.
Every reform measure that would cause great unrest in other countries or races, when implemented here, encountered no opposition or resistance, which was rare.
Or perhaps, the ice elves themselves have long been disgusted with such an outdated and unchanging society, and those who are actually promoting reforms are actually the former vested interests. They already have the advantage, so naturally no one will oppose them from giving up their interests.
Perhaps this kind of thing is not understood by outsiders, but what Loran Hill, Atesi and others saw was a group of fanatical martyrs.
The more classical and conservative the nobles were, the more they missed the prosperity and beauty of the ice elves under the World Tree in the past, and Iseglin was undoubtedly the last hope and dream left over from that era.
To others, they are giving up their rights and interests, but to themselves, they are embarking on the road of glory and ideals, as if reliving the most beautiful dream in historical records.
The princess on whom everyone places their hopes, the girl blessed by fairies and the World Tree, the prophesied Elf Queen.
Perhaps only she can make these people willingly give up everything.
Time passed by unknowingly, and the Night Light Festival arrived. After this festival, it means that the film season is about to end and the light season is about to begin.
Arantasya, a port city on the sea.
The tide beats against the shore with foam, and some crystal clear ice cubes remain on the beach in the polar night, reflecting faint light under the starry night.
On the usually deserted coastline, neatly arranged viewing platforms have now been built, and many ice elves have gathered together, eagerly waiting.
The sea in the distance is still pitch black, with only a little white visible at the junction of the sea and the sky. The aurora falls mistily on the boundless dark canvas, like a dream. The sky appears in the mind as an extremely grand image, making people feel as if they are being drowned and crumbling when looking up.
"It's coming."
Standing on the viewing platform, some elves were talking in low voices.
Soon, tiny points of light began to appear in the distance of the sky.
Afterwards, more points of light floated up, vast and mighty, flying like thousands of fireflies.
The sea also became active, with many fluorescent fish and shrimps swimming across the seabed and then floating up, dyeing the sea surface.
Dark blue, fluorescent green, cherry red, light yellow, lavender, colorful and splendor, free and hazy.
Looking at these lively lights and lives, the elves cheered, and some of the boredom that had accumulated in the past dissipated a lot.
In the northern continent, the six-month shadow season not only means a lack of light, but also brings a lot of depression and low spirits. The joyful and beautiful night light festival has gradually become the elves' most anticipated festival.
"The season of light is coming soon."
"Huh, this time I'm going to study abroad in other continents."
"I hope Her Majesty the Queen can lead us out of this darkness."
"A new life is about to begin."
“I want to be a great person.”
"It's time to make up your mind."
"I must tell her my feelings this time."
Various prayers and wishes were expressed on the shore, and the noisy and lively conversation never stopped.
Finally, one by one, the fireworks shot up into the sky and exploded with a whistling sound, freezing this beautiful moment.
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