It is true that I have a special affection for Kakariko, but I cannot fool myself: Hatelia is the most beautiful village in all of Hyrule. After having abandoned the inhabitants in the mountains, the next objective in my journey through The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom is to go to such a beautiful place to see how it has changed compared to The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild .
The capital of fashion
After discovering that I have to resort to the Bremen musicians so that the fairies will listen to me, I decide to head to what is known as the capital of fashion. I’m not saying it, but the travelers I’ve met through the game dressed in the most horrifying looks I can remember. Everyone wants to marvel at the designs that Hatelia showers and I just hope that everything is as I remember it.
Not that there’s much to highlight on my route, apart from the fact that my wits beat the bokoblin horde on the wall just past the Twin Peaks post. Once again the fusion became my ally to couple a good cannon to the shield and apply a Hiroshima to those demon beings. Upon arrival I receive a pleasant surprise.
A little boy defends Hatelia’s entrance by asking if I’m a thug or not. No matter what you tell him, he is very glad that there are visitors in the village, even if they have evil intentions. After saying goodbye to him, the tune begins to play and the houses shine in the sunlight. Hatelia is wonderful, a town that could perfectly be a postcard to share after a trip.
The mills, the orchards, the farms and the perfect construction around a hill make it a destination that cannot be avoided. That’s what Sogene must have thought with the intention of establishing his textile business. A presumptuous, moody and self-centered fashion designer that he has achieved his goal: that no one has personality and everyone must wear the clothes that arise from their imagination.
Modernity versus tradition
I decide to go to each and every corner of Hatelia to find out how people feel about the mods. As the good Link that I am, I don’t give a damn about trespassing on private property without contemplation and that’s what I do shamelessly. The dye shop suffers from overwork that is affecting the health of its owner, the innkeepers have marital friction because of Sogene’s clothes and the oldest of the place are not used to the happy fashion of noses.
To top it off, Sofora, Sogene’s sister, can’t stand her. She lives intimidated by the tyranny of her sister and their father does not agree too much with what her daughter does. That is to say, we have an unpresentable person whom no one stands firm once and for all and for that reason Hatelia is decorated with gigantic mushrooms. Rendell, the mayor, is very clear that it is best to send the guano to her and her exacerbated capitalism that only brings misfortune.
The tourism that flows through the town never hurts, but the elders remind me that Hatelia has always been known for its delicacies grown on their land. That is the spirit that the alderman wants to recover at all costs, although Sogene demands an election to decide the future. Not content with being a tyrant of aúpa, she privately suggests that I rig the elections. A side mission that goes against all the democratic values I believe in, but I have to do it to advance the plot.
Expropriate yourself!
What I can’t ignore is that I have my own plot in Hatelia. In Zelda: Breath of the Wild You could get a house in a corner of the town and I go there to rest in the face of so much event. My surprise is huge when the game announces in big letters that I’m in Zelda’s house. I spent more rupees than I can imagine and now the princess, who has gone on vacation to God knows where, decides to expropriate my home.
The outrage is inconceivable, an affront to private property like I don’t remember experiencing. Yes, I can sleep as long as I want in the bed, but it’s not my house and I can’t decorate it the way I want. At least I find Zelda’s secret hideout and get my hair up once and for all to stop looking like a savage. As if that were not enough, Hatelia’s consumerism is inevitable, since I have spent money on changing the parasail, buying food and sleeping at the inn. What they have done to this town has no name.
Is there good news? There are and they respond to the name of working people and a school. I think it’s good that Zelda has promoted the creation of a school, possibly with the money he has saved from not buying his own hovel, although it is seen that the kids need a glimpse of reality with the cataclysm of 10,000 years ago. If there are no images it didn’t happen and now it turns out that I will have to go back to Kakariko to take some photos.
On the other hand, the orchards and farms survive the flow of tourists. I manage to open the cheese factory and promote the economy in a sustainable way in Hatelia, at the same time that I wonder how to help the arable land. The solution doesn’t seem to be in Rotver and Prunia’s lab, because it’s completely empty.
I don’t know who the hell will win the Hatelia election, but the candidates do not help too much for their candidacies. Not only have I helped rig the results, but I caught Sogene red-handed gorging vegetables in a silo; as if it were the original sin. Rendell needs to remember a recipe from her grandfather’s to win over the masses, but the biggest reference she can point me to is that it’s a creamy dish. Of course, we go together.
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