Beastmaster: I'm really just a forest ranger

Chapter 440 The King's Coronation!
When the Frost Giant drew his King's Greatsword, he had already announced the birth of a new king to the entire Giants' Court.

The coronation ceremony was quickly scheduled in this atmosphere, where things were going smoothly but also had to be simplified due to the urgency of the war.

Without the elaborate and lengthy religious ceremonies, noble audiences, or pilgrimages of human kingdoms, in this scarred yet spirited underground kingdom, efficiency and substance far outweigh formality.

The so-called coronation was more like a solemn declaration of a pre-battle oath and a handover of power.

The ceremony was held in the heart of the Giants' Court—the central square that had just experienced a bloody battle and still bore the marks of smoke and wounds.

At this moment, the square has been roughly cleared, huge boulders have been removed, and the uneven ground has been temporarily leveled.

All the giant warriors who remained at the royal court—mountain giants, meteor giants, wildfire giants, and other giant beasts—as well as the leaders of a few other vassal races, gathered here.

They stood solemnly on both sides of the square, according to their species and seniority, like two rows of silent and majestic mountains.

Although many of the giants still bore unhealed wounds, their ice armor or rock armor riddled with cracks, their eyes remained unwavering, focused on the high platform at the end of the plaza.

There, the King of Giants stood silently.

It looked at its youngest son, its eyes filled with the relief of being relieved of a heavy burden, the satisfaction of witnessing the passing on of the torch, and the earnest anticipation for the future.

Its massive, battle-hardened body seemed to become a bridge connecting the past and the future.

The new king, the Frost Giant, wielding the King's Greatsword, strode with heavy but firm steps through the solemn passageway formed by giant warriors.

Each step he took made a dull thud, like a war drum striking the hearts of every onlooker.

The blunt tip of the heavy sword dragged across the slightly leveled stone ground, leaving a shallow mark and emitting a low, continuous friction sound, adding to the solemnity and weight of the scene.

Wherever it passed, the giants on both sides lowered their enormous heads, paying homage to the new king who would lead them into an unknown future with the highest honors of the giant race.

There was no clamor, only the silent flow of recognition stemming from blood ties and strength.

Chen Yuan, Zheng Zhang, the members of the Criminal Investigation Department, and the farm friends stood quietly in a relatively open area on one side of the square, watching the ceremony.

Chen Yuan raised his phone to record this historic moment. If it weren't for the fact that there was no signal in the underground world, he would have even wanted to open the video and share his joy with Jiang Wenning and the others.

Cola excitedly stomped its feet in place, its tail wagging rapidly in small movements, trying its best to keep from making any noise;
Sparks gracefully rested on Chen Yuan's shoulder, their golden-red eyes reflecting this solemn scene;
The egg floated in mid-air, the dragon's head slightly raised, with a hint of scrutiny and approval;

The Morning and Evening Flower Fairy quietly radiated a soft halo; even Iron-Headed Boy stood quietly beside Chen Yuan, his steady gaze following the figure of the Frost Giant.

Finally, the Frost Giant stepped onto the high platform that symbolized royal power.

It turned around, facing all the giants standing below, as well as the human friends who had come from afar to provide great help to the royal court. Its huge figure seemed to be draped in a sacred glow under the light of the luminous crystal clusters on the cave ceiling.

The Frost Giant took a deep breath, his icy blue eyes bursting with light as brilliant as polar stars, and raised the King's Greatsword high in his hand until his arm was fully extended!

"Roar!!!"

A deafening roar erupted from the frost giant's chest.

This roar was no longer just the battle cry of a giant, but a declaration.

It proclaimed the transition between old and new royal powers, the indomitable will of the giants, and their determination to fight to the death against a powerful enemy.

The sound waves, like tangible shockwaves, echoed across the vast square, making the rock walls rustle and resonating in the souls of every listener.

At this highly symbolic moment, Chen Yuan subtly conveyed a silent command to the little guy.

"Chirp—!"

Spark let out a clear, piercing cry that seemed to pierce the clouds. Its magnificent golden-red wings suddenly unfurled, and its streamlined body transformed into a dazzling streak of light, soaring into the sky and swirling and dancing above the plaza.

In an instant, Spark was engulfed in pure and intense flames, as warm and brilliant as celebratory fireworks.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a breath of fire as reddish-golden silk. This breath was not violent; instead, it was like a living spirit winding and dancing in the air, emitting a comfortable heat to dispel the cold of the earth.

Almost at the same moment, Egg stretched out its dragon body and flew to the other side.

"Ang~"

The dragon raised its head slightly and spewed out a jet of incredibly clear, surging water. This jet of water did not carry any offensive intent, but rather a refreshing aura that cleansed impurities and nourished all things.

The next moment, to everyone's astonishment, the fiery red breath and the dark blue water column did not collide as fiercely as usual, but instead converged at a single point in mid-air as if by precise calculation.

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There was no explosion, only a faint sound like hot iron being quenched.

When the blazing flames meet the icy water, they instantly produce a large cloud of thick, milky white steam.

The steam billowed and spread, quickly filling half of the square and refracting the light from the ceiling into a hazy glow, as if drawing a dreamlike curtain for the coronation ceremony.

At that moment, the Flower Fairy of Dawn and Dusk also began to dance gracefully.

A petite figure gracefully flew into the steam curtain, smiled sweetly, stretched out its arms, and scattered countless golden dust particles containing pure life energy and joyful blessings from its thin wings.

These tiny specks of light, as fine as stardust, exuded a refreshing fragrance. They all blended into the white water vapor, as if sunlight had been crushed and scattered into the sea of ​​clouds, instantly giving the rolling steam a dreamlike golden glow.

The interplay and swirling of light and steam create a wondrous scene that is both sacred and dreamlike, as if golden sprites are playing in the clouds.

"Ow!"

Cola let out a joyful bark, and the air around it surged instantly.

This time, it did not create a destructive gale, but rather skillfully manipulated a gentle yet extremely wide-ranging whirlwind.

This whirlwind, like a pair of invisible giant hands, gently stirred the white steam mixed with golden dust in the air, making it flow and spread slowly over the entire square like clouds in a fairyland, making the majestic figure of the Frost Giant holding a heavy sword on the high platform even more hazy and magnificent.

At this moment, the dance of flames and water, the fusion of steam and light dust, and the gentle caress of the whirlwind—all these elements combine to create an unparalleled coronation ceremony.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

After a brief moment of shock and silence, all the giant beasts in the square were completely ignited with passion by this unprecedented, sacred, and magnificent scene.

They pounded their chests with their enormous fists, expressing their most fervent support and loyalty to their new king with deafening roars.

The roar coalesced into a torrent, bursting out of the plaza and echoing through the deep underground passages, as if to spread the news of victory and rebirth to every corner of the underground world.

Even the various wild beasts that inhabited the crevices and corners of the royal court were infected by the grand scene and the excited emotions, and they all let out various clear cries, as if they were joining this celebratory feast in their own way.

The coronation ceremony concluded successfully amidst the fervent atmosphere that had reached its climax.

However, after the revelry comes a more pressing reality.

The Frost Giant immediately joined Chen Yuan and others in intense tactical deployment and preparation for battle.

Resource allocation, defense reinforcement, wounded medical treatment, intelligence gathering... every task is being carried out against the clock.

As the glowing crystals scattered throughout the underground world dimmed slightly, night quietly fell, and the royal court, which had been bustling all day, gradually quieted down.

Most of the pets were taking the time to rest, preparing for the final battle that could break out at any moment. However, at the edge of the central square, in a relatively secluded open space, a rhythmic, heavy rumbling sound could still be heard.

The Frost Giant did not rest.

Even amidst the excitement and glory of its coronation, and despite the immense exhaustion from the day's battles and ceremonies, it still gripped the king's greatsword, a symbol of power and responsibility, and diligently practiced.

The Frost Giant knew that only by quickly familiarizing himself with and mastering the power of the King's Greatsword could he unleash its true value in the upcoming final battle.

When the Frost Giant gripped the King's Greatsword, it naturally mastered a series of attack methods. However, it did not aim too high, but instead practiced basic movements such as chopping, slashing, cutting, and parrying repeatedly.

Each swing of the sword brought forth a terrifying gale and a bone-chilling cold.

The heavy sword has no edge, yet it seems capable of tearing through space; the whistling sound of the blade cutting through the air is chilling.

It strives to fuse its pure ice energy with the profound and sharp kingly will contained within the greatsword, and with each attempt, it deepens its understanding of power.

Ironhead stood silently in the shadow of a broken, massive stone pillar not far from the Frost Giant.

Those eyes, steady as a rock, were fixed on the Frost Giant who was training hard, or more accurately, on the kingly greatsword in the Frost Giant's hand, which exuded a vast and powerful aura with every swing.

As a pet beast that uses "blade" as its weapon and pursues the ultimate attack, Ironhead felt a completely different Dao from this heavy sword, yet it subtly resonated with its own path.

The Frost Giant's sword strike was full of unrestrained power and kingly dominance; it was a kind of effortless mastery, a crushing force of a heavy sword with no edge.

Ironhead, on the other hand, pursues extreme sharpness and a one-hit kill.

As he watched, many thoughts welled up in Tie Touwa's mind.

He lowered his eyes slightly, the steel blade in front of him gleaming with a cold, hard luster in the dim light.

If one could add a touch of overwhelming force to one's steel blade, which is already extremely fast and sharp, its power might undergo a qualitative transformation.

Just then, the Frost Giant training in the arena seemed to sense Ironhead's focused and inquisitive gaze. It stopped swinging its sword, turned its massive head, and its icy blue eyes met Ironhead's steady gaze in mid-air.

No words.

But a wonderful understanding was growing in the hearts of the two little ones.

While on the farm, these two most self-disciplined and power-hungry little guys would spar from time to time, but the tough kid usually won easily.

At this moment, the Frost Giant, wielding a heavy sword, has greatly increased its strength. It urgently needs more intense battles to quickly familiarize itself with and master this power.

Iron-headed Kid is undoubtedly the best opponent.

"Roar."

The Frost Giant tightened his grip on the hilt of his greatsword, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Ironhead slowly stepped out of the shadows, the steel blade silently sliding to his front.

It lowered its body slightly, assuming a fighting stance.

It also needs to verify its newly emerging insights, and the Frost Giant, wielding the King's Greatsword and exuding great momentum, is the perfect test subject.

Clang——!
Without warning, the Frost Giants launched the first attack.

Its massive body unleashed a speed disproportionate to its size, and the King's Greatsword, carrying a terrifying power capable of tearing everything apart, transformed into a bluish-gray afterimage as it slashed straight down.

Before the sword even arrived, the heavy wind pressure had already cracked the ground.

A glint flashed in Ironhead's eyes. Without dodging or avoiding, he met the attack with his steel blade.

The steel blade is drawn from its sheath; there are no fancy techniques, only the purest and most concentrated sharpness.

clang! ! !
A deafening metallic clang erupted, sparks flew and air surged!

The Frost Giant felt the recoil from the sword and was alarmed. He swung his heavy sword around and swept across the battlefield.

Ironhead moved with lightning speed, his steel blade either parrying or deflecting, each collision precise and skillfully neutralizing the immense power of the heavy sword while searching for that fleeting opportunity to counterattack.

Clang clang!
In the quiet, late-night square, only the roar of intense collisions and the figures of two little ones engrossed in their practice remained.

The sparks from the collision bloomed like festive fireworks in the darkness, illuminating their focused and determined faces.

Just as this contest, full of strength and beauty, continued, a figure silently appeared at the edge of the square and came to the simple tent where Chen Yuan was resting.

Zheng Zhang looked tired as he watched the sparring match in the distance while patiently waiting in the dim light outside the tent.

A slender hand lifted the tent flap from the inside, and Chen Yuan slowly walked out.

He did not fall asleep, but simply sat in meditation inside.

Chen Yuan glanced at the Frost Giant and Iron-Headed Child locked in fierce combat in the distance, a knowing glint in his eyes. He then turned his gaze to Zheng Zhang, who was waiting, and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

"Advisor Chen, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Zheng Zhang stepped forward, lowered his voice, and spoke with respect but also seriousness.

Chen Yuan replied, "It's alright, Team Leader Zheng. I haven't gone to sleep yet. Is there any new development?"

Zheng Zhang took a deep breath, organized his thoughts, and said, "Yes, Advisor Chen. Several of our reconnaissance points deployed on the edge of the dark forces' activity area have just sent back encrypted urgent reports. All indications suggest that the dark forces' army is gathering on an unprecedented scale and at an unprecedented speed, with unusually active energy reactions and a violent aura. Based on our analysis and past experience, they are very likely to launch their final offensive tomorrow, or at the latest the day after."

He paused, carefully observed Chen Yuan's expression, and seeing that the other party remained calm and composed, he continued:
"Given the seriousness of the situation, the association headquarters has activated the highest-level emergency response plan after receiving our report. Currently, our Investigation Department and multiple departments of the Beast Tamer Association are gathering in the area surrounding the Giant Royal Court through secret passages. Headquarters has ordered us to spare no effort to assist the Royal Court in holding the line and completely defeating this dark invasion."

At this point, Zheng Zhang's tone became more cautious, even carrying a hint of explanation: "Advisor Chen, please don't misunderstand. This is absolutely not because the association has any doubts about your abilities. On the contrary, headquarters has absolute confidence in you."

"This decisive battle concerns not only the survival of the Giants' Royal Court, but also the balance of power in the entire underground world, and its stability for the long-term strategic security of our Eastern Empire. The Association's decision is based on the most cautious and comprehensive considerations, striving to ensure that nothing goes wrong. We hope to concentrate all available forces to form an absolute advantage and win this crucial victory at the lowest possible cost."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Yuan with a hint of trepidation, waiting for his reaction.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan showed no displeasure whatsoever; instead, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

He waved his hand gently, his tone calm: "Team Leader Zheng, you and the association are overthinking it. I understand that this decisive battle is very important, and the headquarters' decision is absolutely correct."

His gaze returned to the two figures clashing fiercely in the darkness, his voice steady and firm: "I will take care of the King of the Eternal Night Ice Scale Dragon and any other troublesome beings of similar level under its command."

"As for the vast army of the dark forces, and those weak pets that need to be wiped out, I'll have to entrust them to you and the members of the Giants' Court. Only by doing our part and working together can we ensure victory in this battle."

Hearing Chen Yuan's words of consideration for the overall situation, Zheng Zhang finally felt relieved and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

He nodded emphatically, his tone full of confidence: "With your words, Consultant Chen, we are completely at ease."

Zheng Zhang bowed again, then quietly retreated, his figure disappearing into the darkness, to continue arranging the war preparations on his side.

Standing alone in front of the tent for a moment, the sounds of the Frost Giant and Iron-Headed Boy sparring in the distance still lingered, playing a prelude full of power and hope on the eve of the decisive battle.

(End of this chapter)