Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

It is the engagement ceremony between me and Dear Doyle that is taking place today in the Cathedral, which has been used as a place to celebrate events and royal milestones related to the national affairs since the founding of the Majesta.

It is a cathedral with a sacred atmosphere from day to day, but with the engagement ceremony with Master Doyle waiting, today it feels like a more honorable place. Sculptures and decorations that mimic the gods and spirits that colour the white space, reflecting and brilliant the sunlight that plunges through the bright windows, look like gods that shine backwards and bless us.

With that in mind, a single pen will appear all the time in front of you.

The sender opened his mouth, Master Doyle. To the grin floated, my chest rattles.

- Master Doyle is delighted with this day.

To my annoyingly noisy heart just thinking so, I thought this shouldn't be the case, I grabbed the pen I was given and took one deep breath. And at the bottom of the paper with the text swearing the future, write my name.

On the letters "Doyle von Aginis" and "Claire von Majesta" lined up, I felt my cheeks loose and tightened my expression in panic. But the moment I waited for was delightful, and I turned to the clergyman, unable to hide my broken mouth.

To me like that, a priest who has been performing a ceremony in the Cathedral for a long time carves a gentle wrinkle on his eyeballs.

"I pray that you will honor the promises you two have made in good faith, deepen mutual understanding and celebrate your wedding day with joy"

"" Thank you ""

It was then that I thanked Master Doyle for the words of prayer he had sent, whilst welcoming the cleric's tender grin.

First of all, congratulations...

Such a noisy voice, I heard it.

Apparently, the goddess of love was also watching over today's good day.

- Thank you, goddess of love.

I'm looking forward to the wedding, so good luck...

- Of course!

I return that in my chest to the words of the Goddess of Love, and I take the hand of the offered Doyle.

And as you are guided, you will walk up to Master Doyle's arms as people's warm cheers and blessed applause pour down.

Master Doyle, dressed in white courtesy clothes, was lovely for a time, and as she proceeded to thrill with the body temperature of the loved one she felt right around the corner, she quickly passed among the people boiling down to blessings.

The engagement ceremony, which ended unexpectedly. Although my maiden heart dissatisfies me that I wanted to be immersed in that aftertaste a little more, I don't have time to slow down because my plans are packed.

Me and Master Doyle will leave the cathedral early, but gracefully.

We were greeted by a white carriage decorated with gold when we left the building, Doyle-like white horses shining in sunlight and silver, and then by a vallado dressed in courtesy clothes and escort knights and squires dressed in festival uniforms.

As we all spin our words of blessing in our mouths, I am drawn to Doyle and approached by the carriage.

"Congratulations on your engagement. Dear Doyle, Dear Claire"

"Thanks"

"Thank you very much."

During the parade, Mr. Ballad, who was in the corner of the carriage to take care of us, greets us with a look of heartfelt joy, which also deepens Mr. Doyle's grin.

Everyone celebrates my engagement with Master Doyle. Chewing happiness into such a current situation, I was gently drawn to the hand that I should have put on Master Doyle's arm.

"Claire."

"Thank you"

With the help of Master Doyle, who escorts me, I will step on the table that was provided and ride the carriage. Master Doyle, who confirms that I sat as I did, speaks to the escort knight who was waiting, two or three, and then speaks to your own white horse connected to the beginning of the carriage.

"I asked for it today, Bran."

Mr. Doyle, who confirms that the white horse hissed small, will board the carriage, and will be ready to leave in a flowing motion for the waiting squire.

And instantly one of the servants who has finished inspecting the entrance and exit of the carriage, wheels, strings connecting the horses, etc. speaks up.

"Ready!

Using the sounding voice as a signal, the servants align themselves to walk away from the carriage and drop us off, breaking their hips.

"" "You're not going" "

The man who checks the condition holds the reins and sets off in high spirits.

"Now, we're leaving!

"" Ha!

The carriage moves slowly in line with the movement of the reins that you have.

Not too late or too early, the carriage that runs out at a moderate speed will head to the castle gate, protected by the escort knight.

- Dear Doyle, Dear Claire!

- Congratulations on your engagement -!

From outside the walls, you can hear people. The hustle and bustle slowly approaching seemed to be a joyful and entertaining voice, and I found a lot of people celebrating my engagement with Master Doyle.

"That's a lot of noise."

"But it's gonna be fun."

Answer that to Mr. Doyle, who is pompous and zero, and he will return the word of consent, "Right," along with a small smile.

That's all I was happy about, but my mood keeps rising because Master Balad tells me, "I'm sure you two are happy to be engaged".

and that's when. A familiar voice calls me and Master Doyle.

"- Dear Il! Dear Claire!"

You can see Jin and his brother waving from the castle if you look up and look around in a voice stretched up to unbeat the sound of wheels and hooves. In contrast to Jin, who waves all a thousand cuts, and his brother, who just raises his hand lightly, the grin on their faces goes hand in hand.

"... Jin is fine"

"That's the good thing about gin."

"Well. And Master Gray will be busy, but is it okay to come all the way here?

"Don't worry, your brother is good at using people."

With Master Doyle in that conversation, I bite my happiness as I look back at my younger brother and Jin.

This is how Master Doyle is next door, headed by his brother and Jin, and everyone in the country celebrates my engagement. A year and a half ago, it's an unthinkable sight.

- I'm so happy right now.

And so I whined, and my words were, "Open the door! The gatekeeper's voice and the sound of the castle gate being opened scratched off.

The King's capital, visible from the gap between the gradual opening of the castle gates, is decorated with colorful flowers, full of people lined up to see the parade at a glance.

"Claire. Did you say anything now?

I swallow before the cheer of the people who noticed the scratched out voice, although Master Doyle asked me that, but became clearer as the gate approached, without saying the word again.

"No?"

With that in mind, Master Doyle said, "Was it your fault?" and tilt his neck.

Weird and twisting his neck. If that look is kind of cute and giggling, then he smiles like Master Doyle, who witnessed me like that, was also put on.

Such a trivial time was so loving.

"Dear Doyle, Dear Claire. I apologize for the welcome, but it's time to touch the people's eyes."

"Okay."

"Okay."

If you sit back with your spine stretched to Master Balad's words, Mr. Doyle, who is next door, is also in shape and in the right position. Then, when you take my hand, you smile softly.

"It's a corner revelation, so I'll show you a good painting"

"Yes!"

As the carriage dives through the castle gate, I apprentice Master Doyle, who said so and made as much expression as possible in the entertainment of the people, and I smile to manifest myself as a princess, too.

Thus I threw myself with Master Doyle into the King's Capital, where a great many people await.