On April 10, the sky was blue, and the breeze was refreshing. The bright sunlight illuminated everybody's body, brewing vague laziness.
The square outside of the Nekso Palace was surrounded by the Knights of the Sword of Truth in silver full-body armor, blocking the citizens who had swarmed in.
"They're here! They're here! " There was no telling who shouted, but the crowd suddenly fell quiet and focused their eyes on the central avenue that was guarded by the Adjudication Knights.
Black wagons that were engraved with the emblem of the Fire of Arcana, pulled by specially selected horses with silver scales, slowly passed the street and entered the square outside of the Nekso Palace.
Tall men walked out of the wagons, followed by tall ladies. They were respectively wearing the most popular double-breasted suits in the Kingdom of Holm and the wine-red cake dresses. If it weren't for the arcana badges with silver stars on a black background and the magic badges with silver circles on their chests, it would've been hard to believe that they were mysterious sorcerers. They would've thought that they were the upper-class people who led the fashion trend.
"How beautiful. The witches are not pale, skinny, and blood-sucking as the Church described at all. They are no different from regular ladies, just like Arcana Voice said." A young man was dazzled by them.
Although Renstadt had a lot of sorcerers and apprentices, they never voluntarily revealed their identity. Therefore, most of the citizens did not know what sorcerers really looked like at all. They left a stereotyped impression with the Church's indoctrination, which was gradually twisted under the influence of Arcana Voice.
A girl next to her also widened her eyes and said, "That's right. I always thought that Mages were all the same, with pale faces and dry skin. Their hands were like chicken claws, and they liked to dissect corpses at night. But now, it seems that the difference between angels and demons is really the difference …"
The intelligence personnel of the Congress of Magic in the crowd chuckled. That was exactly what they wanted. The Highest Council regarded Mr. Evans' wedding as an important occasion to show the new image of sorcerers. That was why they selected the arcanists who represented the image of sorcerers in the new age as Mr. Evans' entourage. They also asked most of the necromancers of the Hand of Paleness to stay in Heidler and not go out today, hoping that all the ordinary people would understand that sorcerers represented the greatest strength and the most profound knowledge. They represented the direction of civilization and the needs of the people.
"But I'm told that the witches in the past were very good at seduction. Although they were pale and skinny, they were unusually sexy." Another man said regretfully.
In the same way, a girl also said regretfully, "As a matter of fact, don't you think it's cool when a pale but handsome gentleman dissected a body attentively? Mr. Felipe … "
The intelligence personnel could only shake their heads about that. As Mr. Evans said, when there were too many sorcerers, their tastes would be very complicated. Even after everybody was used to the new image of sorcerers, they would have to walk on the mysterious path again.
It was not until all the sorcerers stood on the two sides of the red carpet that the audience realized that Lucien Evans, the main character of the day, had not been seen yet.
Right when they were confused, an enormous roar suddenly echoed in the sky. The terrifying air made every Knight, sorcerer, and ordinary person who sensed it slightly tremble, as if they were faced with the most powerful creature.
Then, the blue sky suddenly became dark, and enormous wings slightly covered the sky. Then, a translucent shadow descended from the sky and landed at the center of the square.
"A dragon!" Somebody lost their cool and shrieked.
Being in the capital of the kingdom and under the protection of powerful forces, their understanding of dragons was limited to legends and "Man and Nature".
The dragon raised its hideous head proudly. Its crystal-like scales reflected the sunlight into a pure layer of light, making people feel that the dragon was not only scary, but also beautiful!
After a brief shock, somebody pointed at the back of the dragon and asked, "Someone's over there?"
"Oh, Mr. Evans, did you come here on a dragon? How cool! "
In the envious and yearning voices, a kind girl said in a low voice, "Dragons are intelligent creatures with their own thoughts. Won't their pride be hurt if they are their mounts?"
Alferris glanced at her and decided that it would be best to hurt their pride more often. It couldn't help but drool when it thought of the Ice & Snow Medal "Quantum" and the bags of glittering gold that it had 'borrowed'. It was considering whether or not it should develop "Dragon Knight" tourism in its spare time.
On the back of the crystal dragon, a young man in a black tailcoat flew down and stood before the red carpet. He was wearing a black bow tie, and his back was straight. His body was of medium height, and he looked gentle and gentle. His black eyes were deep and dark, like a lake that could attract one's soul.
"As expected of a great musician!"
"He's exactly as described in the legends!"
…
The girls and men complimented him in satisfaction. It was even better than they imagined.
Lucien walked into the Nekso Palace unhurriedly on the red carpet.
The Original Fire, who was hiding in the crowd, nodded at Kritonia. "Hathaway, Winston, and several other legends are here. We'll wait patiently for the opportunity to be protected by Hathaway."
After that, he quietly left the crowd and disappeared.
Kritonia's face was gloomy. He already knew the Original Fire's preparations, and he knew that they were very confident. But why was he involved with them? Was it his own channel or the Church's?
Taking a deep breath and holding back his suspicions, he continued observing the Nekso Palace attentively. Now that he had come this far, he could only walk on with determination.
… …
Passing through the palaces and receiving the salutes of the nobles, Lucien reached the queen's residence. Seeing Natasha in a white wedding dress, he felt that his eyes were dazzled.
Although she often wore white court dresses or Knight suits before, they were all simple ones. It was rare for her to wear such a complicated and glamorous wedding dress. The hazy lace, the fluffy skirt, the white gloves, and the silk stockings made her look like a purple-haired angel. Her slightly rigid face was much softer and more radiant.
"Am I beautiful?" Natasha chuckled. The moment she spoke, the feeling of holiness and beauty was gone, and she was still the valiant Knight.
Lucien saw that the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit, Granny Hathaway, and Aunt Camille were staring at him covetously. He could not be as carefree as Natasha. Blushing, he said with a smile, "Beautiful."
Natasha pursed her lips in satisfaction and raised her eyebrow. Then, she looked at the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit with vague feelings. "Father, you've finally seen me get married."
Comforted, the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit patted Natasha's hand. "I've finally seen this day before my death. I've finally seen you in a wedding dress. You are as beautiful as your mother. After today, you will have your own family life. You will be somebody else's wife and mother. Very good. Very good. "
"I will never change the fact that I am your daughter." Natasha blinked and smiled.
The Grand Dukes Of Orvarit turned around and looked at Lucien. "You are a warrior who has relieved me of my troubles. I hope that you can take care of her and love her forever, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, young and old."
Because Natasha was a queen, there was a ceremony that was close to a wedding in the Nekso Palace, except that the roles that were usually played by the pastors and the bishops were now taken over by the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit. It would be too hilarious if the members of the Highest Council asked the clerics of the Saint Truth to host the wedding.
"I will, in the name of arcana and magic." Lucien said solemnly.
The Grand Duke of Orvarit then said to Natasha, "You will be his wife. I hope that you will always care for him, understand him, and accompany him. In rich and poor, in sickness and in health, young and old, you will support him and never leave him."
"I will, in the name of the Lord and the spirit of Knight." Natasha raised her chin and nodded heavily, showing the attitude of a Knight.
The Grand Dukes Of Orvarit smiled and put Natasha's left hand into Lucien's. "I bring her to you as her father. Congratulations on your new family."
Holding Natasha's hand that was covered in a translucent silk glove, Lucien greeted her father, Granny Hathaway, and Aunt Camille. Then, he led her out of the Nekso Palace.
Walking on the red carpet, passing through the palaces, the courtyards, and the gardens, the two of them appeared outside of the gate of the Nekso Palace.
The man in black was steady and gentle, and the woman in white was sacred and glamorous. Such a beautiful view shocked the two Knight Orders and the bystanders. They fell silent and appreciated the scene.
Lucien and Natasha exerted their strength together and raised their crossed hands!
Everybody immediately cheered.
"Long live Her Majesty!"
"Long live His Excellency Evans!"
The whole area around the Nekso Palace was seething like a tide.
… …
Then, for the sake of protection and the image of the wedding, Lucien and Natasha did not take the dragon spaceship anymore. Instead, they took a carriage and drove to the platform of the magic steam train under Hathaway's protection. Winston and the rest of them accompanied the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit and the other nobles to ensure their safety.
Wu! The magic steam train 'Klaus' began to move. In the most heavily guarded compartment, Lucien, Natasha, Hathaway, the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit, and Camille were the only ones. Winston and the other nobles were in another carriage.
"This place seems to have been deployed with powerful defense circles that can block teleportation." Natasha was very excited, both for the wedding and for the possible war to come.
It was rare for Hathaway to wear a light blue dress. She did not want to say anything. Instead, she looked at Lucien with her silver eyes.
Lucien smiled and said, "It's only equal to the ninth circle. It's not as good as the defense of the Allyn magic tower and the defense of the City in the Sky itself."
"Is that so?" Natasha looked around and asked curiously when she encountered something that she did not understand.
Renstadt was not far away from Allyn. The magic steam train soon covered half of the journey.
Natasha looked at Lucien in confusion. They were almost in Allyn, and they were still not doing anything. Had they really given up?
After they reached Allyn, even the pope couldn't kill Lucien easily even if he came in person.
Lucien was about to reply, when a gap suddenly appeared in the air inside the carriage that was protected by multiple magic circles. The frozen black, white, and grey dispersed and hit Hathaway, the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit, Camille, Lucien and Natasha!
A gap in the World of Souls?
The dead black, white, and grey surged like a tide and expanded the gap quickly, swallowing Lucien and Natasha before they had a chance to react.
Without any hesitation, Hathaway transferred the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit and Camille to another carriage with a spell. Because she failed to dodge in time, and the attack was not dangerous or harmful, she was swallowed by the gap too.
After only a moment, the carriage was empty. The monotonous gap quickly shrank and disappeared.
In the World of Souls, there was only an enormous and complicated magic circle near the black, white, and grey tracks. Three terrifying experts were standing at the top of the magic circle.
One of them was a tall mummy wrapped in dark yellow cloth, with a golden crown on its head. The other was a skeleton in a magic robe, with pieces of crystal-clear, satellite-like stones of different colors around its head.
The moment he saw them, Lucien recognized them.
"Primordial Mummy! Lich King! "
"The World of Souls is also involved in this?"
The other one was a young man with a brilliant smile. He was exactly the Original Fire!
Looking at Lucien, Natasha and Hathaway, he sneered in his heart. "Have you forgotten that the World of Souls is highly overlapping with the main material world? If there are no space gaps or nodes, just open them with magic circles! "
Natasha felt that time around her suddenly slowed down. No, she only felt that the Primordial Mummy, the Lich King and the Original Fire were so fast that she could not capture them at all. In the meantime, a light that looked like a river of time fell from the sky and slashed at her brutally.
"Heart of Time" Kritonia!
Seeing that the Primordial Mummy and the Lich King stopped Hathaway, the Original Fire cast spells at Lucien who was in the middle of a slow time without any delay.
However, right then, his eyes slightly constricted, as he saw that Lucien, who was wearing a black tailcoat and a bow tie of the same color, had a silver pocket watch in his hands. The black second hand was ticking, and the gems in different colors were flowing. The thin chain emitted vague silver colors.
It had a color? A legendary expert? A legendary item?
In the World of Souls, only legends could keep their colors! Also, he had never heard of such a legendary item before!
When did Lucien advance into legendary?
Shocked, Banham, the Original Flame, chanted an incantation:
"Fire of Soul!"
In his eyes, the handsome and gentlemanly Lucien had a faint smile on his face. His right hand, which was holding the silver pocket watch, pressed his thumb gently.
Crack!
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