Manor Lord in the Pokémon World

Chapter 223 Rumors Debunked at the Door

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The blue cotton bird stared at the screen, its wings frozen in mid-air, its beady eyes wide open.

The next second, it took a deep breath, its chest swelling high—

"grumble--!!!"

Its wings flapped wildly, creating a gust of air that rustled the leaves of the trees nearby.

The blue cotton bird looked down again.

21, that's right, 21!

3 comments!

Its eyes suddenly turned red, and bright tears welled up in its eyes, glistening in the sunlight.

The video went viral!

After updating my videos for so long, one of them has finally gone viral!

I'm famous now, hahaha!

The blue cotton bird almost cried with joy.

It recalled the days and nights it spent making videos, and the miserable situation when it first started posting videos and getting more comments than likes.

You're getting better!

Everything's going to be alright!

The number of likes on my video should be comparable to Qishu's.

The blue cotton bird was overjoyed and wanted to go find the ice and snow dragon to share this joy.

As Ark previously mentioned, the Snow Dragon was resurrected from ancient times, and everyone should take good care of it.

From then on, Swablu often went to visit it, and the two Pokémon became good friends.

The Blue Cotton Bird felt that it had many things in common with the Snow Dragon, making them a perfect pair.

First of all, they are both dragon-type – the future dragon is also a dragon, and after evolving into Altaria, they are also dragon-type.

Currently, only the Salamence and the Great Sage are Dragon-type in the manor, but the Salamence spends all its time with the Great Sage and even challenges that Blade Grassland together, so it has "betrayed" them.

The Swablu felt that the Snow Dragon was much more suitable than the Salamence. It wasn't anyone's subordinate anymore, so it could try to get it to join its crew and make videos together.

The Ice and Snow Dragon is particularly beautiful, with its entire body being ice-blue like deep-sea glass, its eyes resembling two pools of melting snow, and its whole body like a finely crafted work of art.

If you add it to your video shooting, and it evolves into a Tanabata, the two of them can form a duo and transform into beauty bloggers!

Meanwhile, the Ice Dragon had fallen into a deep sleep.

The temperature inside the ice cellar remained constant below zero, with thick frost covering the walls, and faint light refracted through the ice to create a faint blue glow.

The snow dragon curled up on the soft hay mat, its body rising and falling slightly, its breathing even.

But its eyelids were trembling slightly; it was dreaming.

In the dream, I was surrounded by ice and snow, and the howling wind, carrying ice shards, stung my face.

I felt as if I were in the middle of a boundless snow-capped mountain, with nothing but white as far as the eye could see, and I couldn't tell the boundary between the sky and the earth.

The biting cold wind rushed in from all directions, cutting into the skin like a knife.

where is this?

Why am I here?

Before the Ice Dragon could remember anything, it heard a series of roars.

Deep, rugged, and full of murderous intent.

And the sounds of Pokémon clashing, roaring, and exploding with power as they battle.

The sounds came from all directions, overwhelming it like a tidal wave.

The surrounding scenery gradually became clearer.

The Ice Dragon looked down at its body. It was no longer the small Ice Dragon that was cared for by its companions in the manor, but a tall, strong body covered with battle scars.

Its claws are as thick as iron hooks, and the ice fan on its tail is as large as a shield.

Could the body I'm in now be the result of what I experienced before I became a fossil?

So, I'm experiencing all of this from the perspective of my original body?

The surrounding scenery gradually became clearer. It saw countless giant ice and snow dragons around it, striding forward with their thick legs, charging madly. The earth trembled beneath their feet, and the snow was trampled and splashed everywhere.

They opened their mouths wide, and the freezing rays, like blue laser beams, wove together into a net, colliding fiercely with the Pokémon opposite them.

Ice shattered, screams erupted, and blood splattered on the white snow, a horrifying sight.

This isn't the first time I've had this dream.

Every time I have this dream, I experience the exact same thing.

Charge, fight, fall, and then wake up.

But today seems a little different.

Unlike usual, the dream did not abruptly end after witnessing the battle between his own kind and the opposing side, and he suddenly woke up.

It continues.

Perhaps it's because I've experienced this dream so many times that I've become desensitized to it.

Although the Ice Dragon's heart was still beating very fast, it was able to calm itself down and carefully observe everything around it.

Finally, for the first time, Ice Dragon saw clearly who its opponent was.

Those were giant bears covered in frost armor.

Its body was covered in thick white fur, its shoulder blades were covered in natural ice armor, its muscles were bulging, its limbs were as thick as tree trunks, and its blood-red eyes were full of ferocity as it roared and pounced towards them.

Each one was as big as two or three giant ice dragons; when they slammed their paws down, the ground would shake three times.

This is Bear, a Pokémon that lives in snowy mountains. It is extremely ferocious and has terrifying combat power.

Ice Dragon suddenly realized that his clan was fighting with the Tundra Bear clan for this territory.

It merely observes everything around it from the perspective of the body's owner, but it cannot control the other party's actions.

It can only see and feel, but cannot interfere.

I could only sense that the owner of this body had started to move.

While the other ice and snow dragons around them were struggling and being overwhelmed by the tundra bears, the owner of this body finally stepped forward.

It strode forward, each step steady and powerful, making a "crunching" sound on the snow.

The way the other ice and snow dragons around looked at them changed instantly.

It was no longer fear and exhaustion, but worship, trust, and hope.

Like a drowning person seeing the shore.

At this moment, the Ice and Snow Dragon was somewhat dazed.

It sensed that the owner of this body must have enjoyed high prestige within this tribe.

Or perhaps the king of this tribe!

As soon as it appears, everyone's attention will be focused on this side.

It's a feeling where everyone's eyes are on you, hoping you'll lead them through the storms and defeat their opponents.

That heavy weight of trust is both suffocating and exhilarating.

The body's owner charged forward.

The countless frost around him transformed into sharp blades, condensing in the air into a dense array of ice cones, each one as sharp as a spear, gleaming with a chilling light.

With a roar, thousands of ice spikes rained down on the opposing tribe like a storm, filling the air with sharp, piercing sounds.

Ice Dragon awoke from his dream with a start, panting heavily, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

Under the influence of the ice cellar and the low temperature of his body, it quickly turned into tiny ice crystals, which he easily shook off.

Recalling what had just happened, the Ice Dragon felt somewhat invigorated.

So, does that mean I was indeed the former king of my tribe, bearing the responsibility of protecting it?

He guessed why he was frozen; perhaps he had been exhausted after a fierce battle and was covered by the surrounding ice and snow.

Just then, he heard a commotion coming from inside the manor, seemingly from outside.

Strange, what's going on?

It took four steps and ran quickly outside.

Pushing open the door to the ice cellar, the sunlight outside made it squint.

Then it saw its friend, the blue cotton bird, confronting a group of people outside the door.

"It's you, you blue cotton bird! I've seen your videos spreading rumors all day long. Sure enough, you're no good!"

A hoarse male voice came from outside the door, loud enough to be heard throughout the entire street.

Bingxuelong looked closely and saw a disheveled Xiao Liulang standing outside the door, wearing a pilling plaid shirt, jeans stained with some unknown dirt, and a pair of cracked sneakers.

He was also holding a camera, the lens pointed darkly at the direction of the manor, with a red indicator light flashing.

He's live streaming.

As announced yesterday, today we'll be live-streaming "Reality," a place frequently rife with rumors.

Let's see who's spreading rumors.

Xiao Liulang had a smug smile on his lips, his chin slightly raised, looking like he had victory in his grasp.

At this moment, the comments section exploded with text, a dense mass of words surging upwards from the bottom of the screen:

[Here it comes! Brother Piru has finally made his move!]

[I've been waiting for days, today is finally here!]

I want to see who's really behind this "King of Birds"!

Spreading rumors may bring momentary pleasure, but will lead to the cremation of your entire family.

Support the leader! Fight against fake videos!

Xiao Liulang glanced at the comments, his smile widening, and nodded in satisfaction.

As expected, offline traffic is the only way to generate real-time traffic. The number of online users is soaring and has already broken previous records.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the wrought-iron gates of the manor and taking in the view inside.

The lawn was neatly trimmed, the stone path meandered into the depths, the colorful flowers in the flowerbeds were in full bloom, and several fruit trees were scattered in a pleasing manner, with sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves to cast dappled shadows.

This estate looks quite beautiful; it seems the owner takes good care of it.

I can't believe such a beautiful estate would resort to spreading rumors and false information all the time. Seriously, I'm speechless. Can't they just run it properly?

While thinking to himself, Xiao Liulang kept talking, embellishing the description for the camera.

Some people in the live chat were also hesitant:

Could we have misunderstood him? I don't think someone as thoughtful as him would do something like this.

Someone immediately retorted:

Hey, don't let your values ​​be swayed by looks! What if another handsome guy walks out? Wouldn't you just defect to the other side again?

[Brother Debunker has already sorted out all the information from the other side. Don't you understand? They've been spreading rumors all along.]

Support the leader! Don't be fooled by appearances!

Upon hearing the man's words, the blue cotton bird immediately felt guilty.

Although it hasn't been doing this kind of thing much lately, it did post two or three times when it was with Brother Sea Star.

Damn, do we have to be called in for two or three things?

And those few posts didn't have particularly high traffic.

The blue cotton bird hesitated for a moment, instinctively wanting to go find the ark.

Fangzhou is currently challenging the Blade Grassland with Great Sage and Salamence, and it's unclear when they will be able to return.

But just then, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, blocking his way and glaring angrily at the group of people opposite him.

Although the manor gates and its defensive mechanisms prevented them from entering, the Ice Dragon was furious.

They actually said that about its good brother.

Swaboon is not that kind of Pokémon!

Ice Dragon was originally quite gentle and was usually quiet in the manor, never causing trouble.

But having just finished that dream, the intense feeling of protecting one's people still lingers in my mind, like a fire burning in my chest.

Seeing its friend being bullied, it couldn't help but stand up and blow out gusts of cold air that swept towards the other side.

"What the hell is this thing? It actually attacked us! No, you dare to hit us? Come out here if you dare, let's have a fight."

Xiao Liulang was shocked, not expecting the other party to suddenly release another Pokémon.

After not seeing the owner of the manor for half a day, another Pokémon appeared, and it seemed to be quite irritable, attacking him at the slightest provocation.

But this manor is really weird. The gate is incredibly sturdy. He pushed it just now, but it didn't budge. It was as if it was welded to the ground.

Upon hearing his words, the Ice and Snow Dragon took a few more steps forward.

Ignoring the blue cotton bird's attempts to stop him, he opened the door and rushed out.

This really startled Xiao Liulang.

Chase and kill?

You're the ones who're clearly in the wrong!

The comments section was flooded with messages:

Holy crap, how can a Pokémon be so ferocious?!

[Huh, what kind of Pokémon is this? I don't think I've ever seen it before.]

Is it a Pokémon from another region?

I really want to catch one too, they're so pretty, but their temperament is so vicious, I guess I'll pass.

Seeing another gust of cold wind blowing, Rokuro had no choice but to release his Pokémon.

"Wonton uses a surface coating."

A giant swan, resembling a dark blue baseball bat or a flat sandbag, appeared in front of the man.

Its round eyes were half-closed, a calm smile played on its lips, and its body surface shimmered with an iridescent glow.

A thin, colorful film spread from head to toe, like being enveloped in soap bubbles.

The ice dragon's ice-type attack whistled as it struck the thin membrane, producing a muffled "hum".

Then--

The attack vanished without a trace, as if absorbed by a sponge.

The next instant, an even more intense burst of ice energy rebounded from that thin film!

Faster and more powerful, it reflects the light back like a mirror!

This was the first time the Ice Dragon had ever seen such a move. Its eyes widened suddenly, and before it could react, the rebounding attack had already struck it squarely.

"Ugh—!"

The ice dragon let out a mournful cry, staggered backward a few steps, finally lost its balance, and fell to the side.

However, the moment it fell, it felt a strange sensation.

My body was blown down by the icy wind, and apart from a little pain when I hit the ground, I was not hurt.

The next moment, a strange sense of comfort spread from the spot where it was hit, like a warm stream of water flowing slowly through the body, tingling and numb, indescribably comfortable.

Ice Dragon blushed slightly, a faint pink blush rising on her icy blue cheeks.

What's wrong?

Why do I have such a strange feeling even after being attacked?

It couldn't help but want to step forward again to shield its companions from the attack.

Savor this feeling more carefully.

However, the Pokémon on the other side didn't seem to have any offensive moves. It just stood there blankly, showing no intention of attacking again.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from deep within the manor.

"stop!"

Fangzhou appeared at the corner of the stone path, having just emerged from the challenge of the Blade Grass.