White Wolf Appears in the Far North!

White Wolf has appeared on the snow-capped mountains of the Far North!

A White Wolf with perfectly pure white fur and crystal-clear, icy blue eyes; much larger than a typical Snow Wolf, and handsome in appearance...

Many people in the Bovell Kingdom have witnessed the White Wolf flashing across the snow or standing majestically on high ground, looking down at the world...

The sudden sight of the White Wolf felt like a deity from the snow-capped mountains had truly descended to earth and was right before their eyes, so close that it seemed they could reach out and worship it...

The people of the Bovell Kingdom worship and revere the White Wolf.

Throughout history, they found a way to survive by domesticating wolves; wolves were their helpers and companions.

In the Bovell Kingdom, the Snow Wolf holds a very special meaning.

The White Wolf's presence in the Snow Wolf is like that of Creator God to people—a symbol of reverence.

"Where did this White Wolf come from?!"

"Has White Wolf finally appeared in the Bovell Kingdom?!" someone who had seen the White Wolf exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh my god, Creator God of Creation, those blue eyes of the White Wolf are the most mesmerizing I've ever seen!"

"I was too late. By the time I arrived at the snow forest, the White Wolf had already left..." a young man said with a disappointed expression.

He and his father were hunting in the snowy forest when they were separated for a short while. His father then spotted the White Wolf deep in the forest. The White Wolf stood quietly in the woods, its icy blue eyes meeting his father's. After his father slowed his breathing in shock, he whispered his name.

But he was too late. Just as he was about to go over, the White Wolf turned and left without hesitation...

The young man was filled with remorse and regret.

He was just a hair's breadth away from seeing the majestic and handsome figure of the White Wolf in person, instead of only catching a glimpse of its back, almost blending into the snow and ice.

His father laughed heartily, patted his son on the shoulder, and recounted the scene.

The rumors about the White Wolf intensified within the Bovell Kingdom, until finally, a definitive message arrived— the White Wolf did not belong to the Bovell Kingdom or even the Far North.

The White Wolf was brought by the Lord of Desinia; it belongs to the Lord of Desinia.

Oh... God of Creator God, this news is so heartbreaking.

Although the people of the Bovell Kingdom had long heard rumors that the Lord of Desinia possessed many large and ferocious beasts, they certainly did not expect that the White Wolf would be among them.

This is truly something to be envied and even resented.

They hoped His Majesty the King would do something to save the White Wolf; even if he couldn't keep the White Wolf, he could at least leave behind a wolf cub with the White Wolf's bloodline.

It must be said that the people of the Bovell Kingdom are just as persistent as Gena Kozmo and the wolf trainer Coliford when it comes to the White Wolf.

Upon learning that the White Wolf did not belong to the Bovell Kingdom, they immediately changed their approach and tried to keep the wolf cubs with the White Wolf's bloodline, just in case the White Wolf couldn't bear to leave its family and stayed in the Bovell Kingdom as well.

After all, the Far North is never short of wolves.

His Majesty Kozmo also possesses countless strong Snow Wolf.

The werewolf trainer, Coliford, held a large stack of parchment or letters made of animal hide. He knocked on the door of his study and, after receiving a response from inside, pushed the door open and went in.

"His Majesty."

Gena raised his head.

Upon seeing the pile of letters in Coliford's arms, he couldn't help but frown with a headache. "So many letters again today..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Coliford placed all the letters he was carrying on the table in front of Gena and said, "But I don't think you need to open them."

"Because the content of the letters is mostly the same..."

--It's simply that the people of the Bovell Kingdom fervently hope that His Majesty will spare the White Wolf, or at least a wolf cub with White Wolf blood.

The people of the Bovell Kingdom are all survivors of an extremely cold and harsh environment. Together, they established a new nation and supported a person of royal blood to become their king.

This place is different from other countries due to its unique environment and history.

The people of the Bovell Kingdom have a somewhat "closer" relationship with His Majesty the King.

This is evident from the fact that their letters could be delivered to the castle through special channels.

There were no slaves in the Bovell Kingdom.

The public believed that keeping the wolf cubs with White Wolf blood would be a very easy thing.

Of course, if it were that easy, Gena wouldn't be worrying about it.

--White Wolf Ice Cream wasn't interested in any of the female wolves in the pack at all.

The White Wolf is more interested in running back and forth on the snow, in the forest, and even on the ice field every day. Or it is much more patient with the dog that looks like Snow Wolf and the petite snow fox than with the Snow Wolf.

Not to mention completely unrelated humans.

Gena thought that the only human the White Wolf truly liked was probably the Lord of Desinia.

"Well--"

Gena Kozmo couldn't help but sigh, then casually opened a parchment letter placed in front of him.

Sure enough, it contained his guess.

Seeing this, Coliford said, "Your Majesty, the people of the country are actually very eager to see the White Wolf in person. Some have suggested that we bring forward the blessing ceremony..."

The Snow Wolf Blessing is a unique festival in the Bovell Kingdom.

It only begins at the end of December each year.

On this day of the festival, the people of the Bovell Kingdom gather together, and a huge bonfire is lit throughout the city. The Snow Wolf wolf, led by His Majesty the King, appears to bestow blessings upon the children of the year, or newborn infants, praying for their protection by the snow mountains and for them to grow up healthy and strong...

Coliford meant that many people in the Bovell Kingdom hoped the blessing ceremony would be performed by the White Wolf...

The rare sight of the White Wolf has recently stirred up excitement throughout the entire Bovell Kingdom and even the Far North.

Gena Kozmo was also very interested in this, but...

"I think the Lord of Desinia probably won't agree."

He said with a sigh, "Our cooperation with the Lord of Desinia has been finalized, and he and the Pope should be leaving Powell soon."

Coliford suggested that they try asking.

Gena Kozmo really didn't want to give up so easily, so he brought it up during dinner...

To Gena's surprise, Desinia actually agreed.

Cyrus nodded. "Okay, but I have one request."

He then said to the Pope, "Your Majesty, let's stay a few more days. I would also like to personally participate in the unique festivals of the Bovell Kingdom."

Segalot nodded; he had no objection.

Gena asked, "What are your requirements?"

Cyrus: "I heard that the blessing ceremony used to be held in the city, which is the place where the Bovell Kingdom was originally founded, is that right?"

That place also happens to be an area prone to avalanches.

Gena: "That's right."

Although they had occupied the Trak Kingdom Trak Kingdom, they no longer felt a sense of belonging to it.

The inhabitants of the Bovell Kingdom are all descendants of exiles who were once driven out of the Trak Kingdom.

--The Bovell Kingdom is their true home.

Therefore, even though few people live in the place anymore, it is still the location where the annual blessing ceremony is held.

Cyrus: "I hope the location for this blessing ceremony can be changed to the Ice and Snow Castle."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

This request isn't too difficult to fulfill.

Gena Kozmo nodded in agreement. "No problem."

Cyrus: "Besides, I'm actually really looking forward to this festival."

"So, I hope as many people as possible come on the day of the festival, um... ideally, everyone can come, it'll be more lively with more people."

Humans are incredibly small in the face of a massive [object].

Cyrus couldn't stop it; all he could do was try his best to save innocent lives.

Gena said, "I will pass on the order."

The news that the blessing ceremony had been brought forward and that White Wolf would bestow blessings soon spread throughout the entire Bovell Kingdom. Furthermore, His Majesty the King decreed that on the day of the festival, all the people in the city must gather at the castle.

The date for the festival was set five days later, a result of discussions between Gena and Cyrus.

The people did not resist the order at all, and were quite pleased.

Although the blessing ceremony is a special festival for all children born in that year, who says adults can't receive the White Wolf's blessing?

They eagerly awaited the arrival of the festival day.

Over the next five days, a large open space near the Ice and Snow Castle was busily prepared – firewood for the campfire, ice sculptures, decorations...

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The day finally arrived for the blessing ceremony to begin.

People gradually arrived from the foot of the mountain, the snow-covered forest on the other side, and the mountainside.

Each of them even brought a gift—a furry animal skin garment, a large piece of meat on their shoulders, and some even brought Snow Goat with them.

The blessing ceremony was held on an open space near the Ice and Snow Castle.

One side of this open space is covered with evergreen plants, while the other side is a long slope covered with snow. It is not as steep as a cliff, but it is not easy to go down.

And standing on the long slope, gazing into the distance.

It's in a remote location, on another snow-covered mountain range, and it will be the site of the other half of the mountain where an avalanche will occur.

The days are long in the Bovell Kingdom.

When the moon was still hanging in the sky, the sun had not yet completely set, and it was still bright outside, but the area was already packed with people and bustling with activity.

"When--"

The ice bell was rung, signifying that everyone had arrived and the festival had officially begun.

Everyone is eagerly awaiting it.

Finally, the Snow Wolf with pure white fur slowly emerged from beneath the high moon, its feet resting on the pristine white snow, against a backdrop of a bright sky with the moon hanging in the sky...

Just as everyone was involuntarily exclaiming in amazement and wonder, a sudden cry of surprise rang out.

At the same time, as they stood there, they felt a slight tremor beneath their feet...

"Snow, snow... Look over there, what's happening?!"

People instinctively looked up, following the sound—

A crack suddenly appeared on the distant mountain range, and then gradually widened, with huge chunks of snow beginning to break off and slide down...

Finally, the snow collapsed into something like a tidal wave, and a huge rumbling sound came from afar, almost echoing in everyone's ears.

"It's... it's an avalanche..." someone murmured, eyes wide.

A chill ran through some people—the avalanche had occurred right where they lived, and if they hadn't come to the blessing festival today...

The place, which had been bustling just moments before, was now eerily silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the avalanche unfolding in the distance. The natural disaster was so awe-inspiring that it made their hearts clench with fear.

Even though... they are now far from avalanches.

Just then, a deep, mournful howl of a wolf rang out.

People turned their heads at the sound— the White Wolf stood fearlessly on the long slope, facing the distant scene of an avalanche that seemed about to sweep in.

The blizzard that had been whipped up in the distance gradually reached here, the wind whipping up snowflakes and ruffling the pure white fur, yet the White Wolf did not move an inch.

It is the bravest and most fearless warrior, protecting everything around it like Snow Wolf God.

The people of the Bovell Kingdom instinctively clutched their chests—where panic and fear gradually faded, replaced by fervent faith and worship.