Imperial City of Snowland

To love or not to love, that just proved to be a mistake; loyalty or belief turned out to be a wrong path.

Standing on the largest Imperial City on the snowland, I saw thousands of people kneeled down in front of me with the wuthering cold wind over my head. They were cheering in unison, saying, "Leng Xi, Your Majesty". Behind them was a battlefield on which the blood had clotted. Their white armor and cotton robes were permeated by much blood. They were cheering in unison, saying, "Leng Xi, Your Majesty".

As I lowered my head, I saw the blood on my hands drip on my golden robes, causing circles of magic.

I was born in the 3168th of the Imperial City. My birth should have added infinite joy and honor to the imperial family but turned out an indelible disaster. My father was the greatest king of the entire Imperial City, and my mother was the most beautiful and the most tender lady in the Elf Clan. My birth almost brought a crowning calamity to the entire Imperial City. My mother passes away when she gave birth to me. The Elf Clan thereby threatened to mount a war, but this ended up with me being exiled to the boundless snowland as a baby after a negotiation between them and my father.

Thus, I didn't grow up with my elder brother who, I heard, was a greater wizard than my father. His name was Leng Chen whose wizardry was almost stronger than my father's.

I never saw my elder brother, not even once.

I was too little to remember something when I got exiled. However, according to Xiao Yan who took me to the snowland, he felt my father's trembling hands when my father handed me to him. He could even recall that the white light reflected by the tears of my father was way more sparkling than the heavy snow outside. He even felt in that instant he was in a dream where before my birth, my mother clothed in a fur coat tenderly patted her stomach, and my father silently read the great wizardry under an oil lamp. He never believed that my father would cry as the greatest king in the history of the Imperial City of Snowland.

However, Xiao Yan became sober again in real quick. With a face as hard as a huge glacier that remained unchanged for thousands of years, he rode on a huge mammoth with me in his arms and a heavy knight's long spear in his hand. Soon, he and the mammoth disappeared in the heavy snow. Behind my father were all his people of the Imperial City. They all sighed with emotion upon watching Xiao Yan disappear gradually. My father didn't turn around all the time even when all people went home to avoid the continuous snow, and snow fell on his shoulders, forehead, as well as his royal golden robe.

Xiao Yan's body was full of scars, including his shoulders, his scapulars, and even his face where a terrifying scar spread from his forehead to his jaw. He told me that he was come after by more than ten forces when he took me out of the Imperial City, such as the Elf Clan and even some people of the Imperial City. He drew this conclusion because he could definitely tell from the beasts they summoned from the sky, the ice, and the snow-covered mountains by use of their wizardry.

In the Imperial City of Snowland, the legitimate wizards called Ice Wizards enjoyed the highest status like my father. They could summon heavy snow or crush the snow into huge beasts described in the wizardry books at will. The environments of the snowland endowed them with the particularly favorable strength. Under those circumstances, their status, lineage, and power were the strongest. The next was the illegitimate Ice Wizards. The wizardry was innately divided into different systems, including the Wind Type and even the Fire Type of the Earth System. Without enough talents, they were absolutely inferior to the Ice Wizards in terms of status. Most of the elves could practice all kinds of wizardry except for the Ice Type. The pure Ice Wizards of the Elf Clan were rare, so the clan was doomed to be conquered by the divine spirits even if they were more talented to practice wizardry. The next was the divine spirits who could practice neither the Ice Wizardry nor the other ones. They could only practice their own physical body to make themselves stronger. Although some of them in history practiced the physical body into extremity, the number was quite small.

Last, the lowest one were knights, half-orcs, as well as the other divine spirits like orcs, who could only practice the physical body.

Each time war broke out, they would always be the ones who died on the battlefield.

However, Xiao Yan was different. With a very powerful physical body, he could resist the wizardry of the Ice Wizards and was the strongest warrior in terms of physical body cultivation. I had asked him why my father ordered him, not an Ice Wizard to protect me. Xiao Yan, who had smiled brightly, became serious and got his knees down while lowering his head.

He said, "Your Highness, please don't blame your father. He had no choice."

I starting practicing the Ice Wizardry at that time. Although I could only call up some small animals, and my capabilities of summoning snow were inferior to the others, I could still deeply feel the huge power of the Ice Wizardry.

Xiao Yan was my mentor in my childhood. He had a hard face that each knight had, and he also treated the chivalry as his creed to abide by. In my eyes, his face was much more handsome than my father. His knight's spear had pierced through three Ice Wizards' bodies in a row with the blood spattering on and reddening my face.

He kneeled down and said, "Your Highness, I'm so sorry to freak you out."

As he spoke, I saw the dozen bodies on the snowland and a huge hole on his shoulder, left by an Ice Wizard's Ice Spear. He then fell onto the ground hard in front of me before I could reply to him.

Many spiritual souls roared with sadness on the snowland.

Xiao Yan was 500 hundred years old. Although divine spirits were almost immortal, they had their limits. When their hands couldn't smoothly call up snow and light up a huge flame, or they couldn't walk anymore, they would ask the others to freeze them and throw them off Valley of Life. They believed that the real God would befall one day and melt the boundless snowland. By then, the hard ice covering them would be also thawed, so they would get a rebirth.

Besides I and Xiao Yan, Xiao Rang was also on the mammoth the other year.

He was Xiao Yan's only child. When Xiao Rang didn't show his talents of a wizard at the age of ten, Xiao Yan sighed with emotion, carried the heavy knight's spear on his back, and walked out of the dilapidated temple where we stayed at temporarily.

The temple was a place where sacrifices were offered to the legendary God of Blizzard. Rumor has it that when the snowland was about to be breached by the mortals outside, God of Blizzard befell and played havoc with the troop composed of millions of the mortals. The mortals were more fecund than divine spirits, which was the only ability of them stronger than divine spirits'. The divine spirit had a small population of one hundred thousand ones. That war was so fierce that even snow was driven away. The mortals disdained the superior divine spirits, so they launched an all-out attack at the snowland. It was rather difficult to fill the vacancy if a divine spirit was dead, but it seemed to be unable to kill all the mortals of the army. The mortal troop didn't withdraw until God of Blizzard froze the entire snowland and froze millions of the mortals to death.

Never before in history had the snowland witnessed a more fierce war than this one. The border of the snowland was teeming with smoke signals and bodies.

I knew why Xiao Yan sighed. A newborn would show his innate potentials at the age of ten, which remained the only means to improve his status on the snowland. If the snow became heavier suddenly, and the coldness swept over everywhere, it meant that a new Ice Wizard showed up, and this could even change the fate of his clan. If his potentials displayed different features, such as a huge flame, the cracking earth ground, or sudden thunder in the sky, he was a wizard. The most terrifying thing was that no features appeared at all. In this case, he was only a warrior dependent on his physical body.