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Noon the day after Klaus and the others returned from their neighbors.

The battle bell placed in the square...... no, the bell of the village of Ill is rang and the wedding feast of Klaus and Canis begins to signal it.

In the square where the sound of the bells rings, everyone in the village, the fluffy, white-haired dog tribe, Martel, mother of Canis, stands to surround the square… In the center of the circle that was able to do so are the bride and groom, Klaus and Canis, who look friendly.

Klaus, the groom, was among the souvenirs he brought home yesterday, loose, blank white clothes... wrapped in clothes named Kurta, nervous or stretching his spine... Canis, the bride, leaning softly against Klaus as he wrapped himself in a sheer silk dress that Martel had wrapped up in.

Klaus with a hard look that chewed his teeth out of his mind and Canis who just smiles quietly and softly.

You see how those two contrasting people are, all the attendees are smiling and leaking a lively laugh... unspeakable warm air surrounding the square.

In that air, I was, when I said, on the outside of the circle that everyone creates, anticipating the timing for Arner to raise his voice as the promoter of the feast, dressed in cloth like... clerics easily tailored with mayr cloth.

I think I'm the facilitator again, but Klaus and Canis, the stars of the day, really asked me to say no.

The sacrament of blessings bequeathed by Saint Dia, which is indispensable during weddings.

I can still recite this word for word without mistake, having been thrust into it by my parents from an early age to be thorough and never forgotten.

On the battlefield I used to recite the sacrament of condolences when my companion died, the sacrament of praise of life when I was present at the birth of life, and the sacrament of blessings when someone was united on the battlefield, but Klaus still remembered it so well… so he tried to ask me to be a facilitator.

This feast, for which I act as facilitator, will basically be in keeping with the Kingdom's tradition.

A feast arranged in the Ill Village style, mixed there with the tradition of the dogs that Klaus hoped for and the tradition of the ghosts that Kanis hoped for.

The makeup from the red dye on the canis is also part of that arrangement, and that makeup will be passed on to the ghost tribe that Arner applied with a prayer to exorcise for the feast and to bless the baby.

There seems to have been a lot of difficulty from my first experience of wearing makeup on a face covered in hair, and it seems to have taken me quite a while to get it done... but it's worth it or it's a very beautiful way to do it.

He's also painted his skin with other oils soaked with medicinal herbs, or containing those carved with medicinal herbs in his mouth.

Before the banquet, the bride and the woman alone had time to get together and do something... at that time, they did this thing about herbs, makeup dyeing, etc.

After those hours, the bride was revealed, and the groom who was waiting welcomed the bride... and connected to the present.

By the way, there's no need for the groom to prepare for those herbs at all.

It would be nice to dress like something special and then be grand all the time.

... and it fits just in time as I think about it, and I cough up a big mess so everyone can hear me.

That's how we wait for everyone to settle down and be quiet... then we slowly look around and then recite the sacrament in a tone that sounds like it.

"People can't live alone.

That's why people have found a way of being a family and loving someone who's not themselves.

The feast that will take place here today is a celebration of the two doorsteps trying to make a family- "

The teachings left by Saint Dia are not so difficult.

Love people, love yourself, and sing your life.

Don't hurt people, don't take people's things, don't break into people's realms.

You must not discriminate against people by birth or their way of life, you must not persecute them.

Saint Dia, who preached to people something very natural, such as…, said that in the age of the Founding Fathers… he always stood beside the Founding Fathers and supported their feats with the rooted knowledge of the world gained in the Holy Land.

After the founding of the country and the settling of people's lives, Saint Dia praised God for creating a temple and sleeping in the Holy Land, leaving many teachings behind.

Marriage, childbirth... What an irony that he left the world without leaving his children alone for the rest of his life due to his busy schedule of especially encouraging the practice of creating a family such as adoption.

"- So let's just say that we are all gathered here today to eat enough, sing, dance, be happy for the future of the two of us and bless that gateway!

Tightening the long lasting Sacred Word with those words makes everyone wow thrilled.

That's how the dogs rush out simultaneously and the tables, dishes, etc. are transported to get the feast place ready... where the dishes made by Arner and the others are brought in with care.

From the ingredients that were in the souvenirs that Klaus and the others brought home yesterday, to the ones that were made over time and effort, the dishes that were made with bread, meat, nuts and various vegetables, even fruits, were arranged on the table… the sight is just a roll.

To the kingdom-style dishes made centered by the Mayans, to the ghostly ethnic dishes made centered by Arner and the Women's Guild, to the chunks of meat prepared because they like the dogs, just flavored and nothing done.

Oh, not at all... all of this looks really delicious, and I'm starving just because of the scent that drifts... with the expression that everyone in front of those dishes can't suppress their hunger.

Senai and Aihan are no longer able to contain the saliva dripping from their mouths, in front of the noose bread in front of them, the simmering dish of noose and comedy, and the soothing of crushed noose and honey in the bread fried in oil.

The usual feast is completely different, you deserve the word "exhausted," the face that no one can enjoy, in front of the dishes that can only be described as just a scroll, and the face that says eat fast... and turn that face towards me.

pressed against those faces, I hastily opened my mouth,

"Well... looks like we're ready to eat, and let's just say we all enjoy these fancy dishes first!

And he uttered out loud the decree to begin the feast.