Although they were surprised, other than the whispers of the guests, the wedding ceremony could not be stopped because of the gifts.
"Who is Laing's biological father?"
"Every one of his brothers is a demigod, and he will definitely be a demigod in the future!"
"His brothers are all demigods?"
In the meeting, everyone was discussing Laing's origin in low voices.
"You realized it a long time ago, didn't you?" Duke Bodrick of Bordero said to François, "When did you find out? Is this why you married your daughter to Laing? "
"Me? From the moment Laing's brother appeared, I realized that Laing's origin was not that simple. " François narrowed his eyes. "Of course, I think I have to admit that I didn't expect it to be so complicated."
"… You don't seem to be telling the truth." Duke Bodrick frowned.
Seeing the original units appear, all the guests were shocked. Only one person was particularly calm.
The Grand Duke of Marlinburg, Vanderguber Schultz, nodded at Leon El-Johnson with a calm and respectful look.
The original units of the First Legion were a little confused at first, but after seeing the Inquisition mark on Schultz, they immediately understood and nodded in response, thinking that their father had indeed arranged for people here.
A secret signal, a secret loyalty.
Now, hundreds of guests were gathered, and the host was about to appear. But before that, there was a grand bridesmaid group. These bridesmaids were made up of the daughters of the Brittany nobles, especially the daughters of the local nobles of Winford. They were uniformly dressed in simple evening gowns, most of which were light yellow dresses.
In the field outside the cathedral, under the escort of twenty Knights of the Holy Grail, a carriage pulled by four pure-blooded elven horses was slowly moving towards the cathedral.
In the carriage sat today's newlyweds. Laing was wearing a black wedding suit with a rose on his chest. The groom looked at the late autumn scenery in the field, and there was both joy and emotion on his face. "Suria?"
"Hmm?" The female knight sitting next to him heard and turned her head.
Today's female knight could be said to be really beautiful. She was wearing a white veil and an ivory wedding dress made of unicorn fur and silk. The three-meter-long dress was spread out gradually with layers of lace, and the silver crystal beads on the hem of the dress formed an elegant arc. Silver crystal and iris patterns covered the upper and lower layers of the wedding dress respectively. The two delicate and simple elements combined low-key luxury and elegance into one. Her soft and shiny golden long curly hair was decorated with all kinds of pearls and emeralds. A pair of sapphire earrings swayed gently, and her skin as white as milk and velvet echoed with the high-quality lace pattern on the wedding dress, outlining Suria's graceful and beautiful body. Her lotus-root-like arms were delicate and smooth, and a pair of white lace gloves were wrapped tightly around Laing's arm. Her slender beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in white unicorn fur stockings, and the milky white trip-strap high heels inlaid with diamonds were shining brightly.
In particular, a platinum diamond anklet given by a fairy in the lake was tied on her petite and lovely white silk foot. It added more color to the sexy, slender, and soft lines of her beautiful legs.
Suria was like a golden iris in full bloom, emitting a fatal temptation in front of Laing.
The female knight's beautiful blue eyes were shining, and there was a faint joy on her beautiful and delicate face. She was a little nervous and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
They had rehearsed this process many times. Could it be that there was still a problem?
"That … Are you cold?" Laing looked at Suria's beautiful shoulders and back that were completely exposed, and then looked at her tight tube top. He smiled and said, "Do you feel cold?"
"Laing … Why are you such a wet blanket! I'm already a legendary knight. How can I be so afraid of the cold? " Suria's voice was faintly reproachful. "I thought you were going to say something to me!"
"Haha … Suria, did you think that we would have a day like this?" Ryan changed the topic. He looked at the clear, cloudless sky. It was late autumn, and the blue sky stretched as far as the eye could see.
The axle of the carriage turned. Suria heard Laing's words and only pursed her lips and laughed. "You still think that I'm wronged?"
"You … Are you really willing? I mean … Suria, are you really willing to marry me? " Laing stared at his wife, and there was still some uncertainty in his voice. "I'm just a country bumpkin from Nord."
"Laing, my husband, don't lie to me. You're definitely not just a country bumpkin from Nord." The female knight smiled and shook her head. "You're still not confident. Even now, you still think that I might be forced?"
"I've always respected your feelings," Laing said in a low voice. Not confident? Perhaps, he was indeed a very confident person in all aspects, but when it came to relationships, he was relatively passive. He always subconsciously felt that his woman should be able to suppress him.
However, Laing still had some doubts in his heart about the Marquess in front of him. She was too perfect and too noble.
The Imperial Emperor had taught him a lot of knowledge, but there was nothing about relationships. After thinking about it, he decided to tell Suria about his uneasiness. He had always respected her, even now.
"Laing … Our marriage was indeed set up by the lady and my father, but what does that have to do with anything? You and I, from the first time you and my brother met in a duel, to our reunion in Marin Castle, and everything we've experienced after that, those are the most precious memories of my life. I still remember you and me attending a banquet in Bordero, fighting a bloody battle in Chalon Forest, tasting bear biscuits in front of the windmill in Culona, and dating in a strange place like the windmill. Laing, do you know? As the daughter of a duke, this is a happiness that I can't even imagine. " Suria leaned on Laing's shoulder and said slowly, "You know, if my father didn't plan to send me to a convent to be a nun, I would have to get married eventually."
"While those young serf girls are putting on makeup and enjoying their love, while those palace maids are discussing which knights are worthy of being pillows and sending love letters to each other, all I can do as the Marchioness of Winford is to wait for other great nobles to propose marriage. Even though my father has emphasized many times that my happiness is also very important, I don't know that as a Marchioness, there are only a dozen or so candidates in the entire kingdom that I can choose from. But I don't like any of them." Sulia said faintly, "I've never believed in eloping."
"That's true." Laing nodded silently. It was a dream for the daughter of a great noble to have the freedom to marry, and Suria had inherited François's excellent political wisdom and received an excellent education since she was young. Naturally, she had high standards. Not only did she expect her husband to be a Knight of the Holy Grail, but she also had many other conditions.
Only Laing could fulfill these conditions.
"At this time, you appeared." Suria continued, "Since you appeared in my father's sight and shook the whole old world again and again, my father began to secretly encourage me to get in touch with you more … until today."
"Laing, my husband, you don't have to care too much about this. Which husband and wife in this world are together purely because of feelings? At least we both admire each other, at least we are each other's favorite. This is already very amazing, am I right? " Suria and Laing looked at each other, and there was only sincerity in the female knight's eyes. "We still have a long time in the future. We will be husband and wife, and some small imperfections will make us more perfect."
"Sigh …" Laing sighed and clutched his chest. "It's over. I think I have been conquered by you, my wife."
"You have been conquered by me a long time ago, my husband." Suria suddenly blushed and whispered, "Ever since I found out that you were staring at my legs all day, I knew it wouldn't be difficult to conquer you!"
"Impossible! How do you know my secret? "Laing was" shocked "and quickly said.
"That's still a secret?" Suria pursed her lips and snickered.
The carriage slowly drove into the cathedral. At eleven o 'clock in the morning, the wedding officially began.
The kingdom's band played, and on the long red carpet, Laing walked into the cathedral first. His best man was his childhood friend, Alfred Frey. This Sacred Samurai, who had not appeared for a long time, had gone to the Empire's Church of Justice for further studies and had just returned to Brittany. The bridesmaids were gorgeously dressed.
Then, the wedding march played. François held his daughter, Suria's hand, and walked along the red carpet into the magnificent cathedral. The duke himself was a little emotional and also a little reluctant. He said to the well-dressed Suria, "Daughter, father will accompany you to here."
"Father …" The female knight's eyes were filled with tears.
"Go," François said with a smile. "Laing is a good knight, and he will be a good husband. Even if he has many women around him, no one can threaten your position, my daughter."
At this time, the duke was just a kind father. He told Suria one last time and put his daughter's hand in Laing's.
There was a lot of applause in the cathedral. Laing was a hero of the Knight King Kingdom. His marriage with Suria was blessed by everyone. The nobles there clapped to express their joy.
The six geno prototypes there were clapping. It was loud. Angran sighed and said, "My little brother is finally getting married. It is a shame there are only a few of us left. It would be great if everyone was here."
"More brothers will come back. I believe. Ah! I remember my days in Makurag. My adoptive parents. I miss them." Kirriman looked at Laing's adoptive father, Norman, as he spoke. Norman spoke with an accent. He was not very strong, but he made the geno prototypes of the Extreme Warriors feel very emotional.
Kirriman was very similar to Ryan. He also had adoptive parents and had a happy childhood. His adoptive father showed him the "beauty" of human beings, which made Kirriman believe that human beings would eventually create a glorious era even after countless setbacks.
"Ha ha! Kirriman, why do I feel like you are thinking of your Spirit wife? The one chosen by the Spirit Reaper. Her name is Inani. I have heard that ever since father agreed to the Reaper Army's alliance, you and your Spirit wife have been fighting side by side. You two are very passionate. "Magnus kept talking in Kirriman's ear." When are you guys going to get engaged? "
"Shut your stinky mouth, Magnus." Kirriman's smile disappeared. His forehead was full of green veins. He whispered in Magnus' ear, "Today is Laing's wedding. I don't want to beat you up here. Don't make me do it."
Magnus laughed. He opened his mouth to say something, but a shotgun was shoved into his mouth. It was pointed at his throat. "Shut up, Magnus. If you don't, we will go back and tell father that you are going to mess up Laing's wedding."
"… Hmph!" Magnus saw Zhuang Sen's cold, angry expression. Only then did he shut his mouth.
Raising his head, he saw that Norman and François had already finished their blessings. Duke Lauren of Connet, as the king's representative, had also finished his blessings from the Brittany royal family. The Witch of the Lake, Morgiana, as the representative of the Lake Nymphs, began the final and most important oath ceremony.
Morgiana stood between Ryan and Sulia. Her voice was cold: "Ryan Macado, in poverty, in sickness, in hardship, in pain, in wealth, in health, in happiness, in happiness, in poverty, in sickness, in sickness, in hardship, in pain, in wealth, in health, in happiness, in happiness, will you never leave Miss Sulia, and love her all your life?"
"I swear on the name of 'his' son and Macado that I will." Laing said very seriously.
"Miss Sulia, in poverty, in sickness, in pain, in wealth, in health, in happiness, in happiness, in poverty, in sickness, in sickness, in pain, in wealth, in health, in happiness, and in happiness, are you willing to stay by Ryan's side and love him for the rest of your life?"
"I will." Suria held the golden iris in her hands and solemnly swore.
"Now, in the name of the Lady of the Lake, I officially declare you husband and wife. May the Lady's light shine on your future path." Morgiana had completed her mission. She loudly announced to everyone.
"Now, the groom may kiss the bride!"
At this juncture, Laing was actually a bit shy. His face was red, and he hesitantly approached Suria.
The female knight was even more proactive. She took a step forward and stood on her tiptoes.
Her bright red lips kissed Laing's mouth.
"Wow!"
"Ah! I'm so jealous! "
"Blessings to you!"
"Laing! Laing! Laing! "
Waves of cheers and blessings could be heard from the people in the cathedral.
Only the elven girl sitting behind Tegris did not look good. She forced a smile and clapped, muttering, "Suria has taken all the benefits. I regret it. Those things should have been mine! They should have all been mine! "
"Then what do you plan to do next?" Tegris continued to ask.
"Suria is my loyal believer. Her goddess has already given her the Chosen One champion to be her husband. She should also share her happiness with her goddess. Am I right?" The Lady of the Lake smiled. Her face was filled with reluctance and regret. She whispered, "I have already made arrangements. They will go to my tower for their honeymoon."
After the ceremony, the couple left after the music started. The guests applauded and threw petals to the couple.
Next was the grand wedding banquet.
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