If It’s for My Daughter, I’d Even Defeat a Demon Lord (WN)

Usually the stairs and floors of 'Tiger Cat Pavilion' where adventurers come and go with dirty shoes, but today they are polished like mirrors.

Tell Dale, "Let's get to work, shall we?," was the job of some regular customers who were told with a smile. It's about declaring the old men's driven foolishness to flow with it, and it's a job for Latina, whom the old men love. It had become a drop point with advantages for both sides.

And Kenneth was relentless at that time, and the cleaning skills of the regulars soared in this short period of time.

Latina slowly descends down the stairs leading from its polished rooms to the tavern on the ground floor, where Dale took her hand.

A sigh-like exclamation leaks from some of the guests who saw Latina.

The bride, wrapped in pure white, was there.

The waist part taken high from the upper body along the body, from which a long skirt reaches the floor. The movement of the latina, the skirt of supple material overlaid with delicate lace, shakes in all its softness.

But that's not a simple white color.

Fine silk, stitched and refined lace. The embroidery of the chest, applied in white silk thread, is embellished with pearls taken from afar. Its dress, which combines various materials, intricately contained light and was radiant.

Latina's own platinum hair also emits a glossy brilliance in it. The intricately braided hair was fastened with a veil made of a fine veil.

Only the flower decorations on that veil were the bright colors that Latina has today. The colorful orange-centric fresh flower ornament of the divine "God of Orange (Kolmozei)" who presided over the marriage created an adorable and fragrant atmosphere of his femininity.

As they approached the bottom of the stairs, they stopped their feet in line in front of the altar, which they had briefly set up. Dale celebrates with the Holy Mark in his hand.

"You look like a real cleric."

One of the regular guests shrugged, but Dale performed the ritual to the end without moving a single eyebrow.

Laying down her long lashes, Latina looked up at Dale with a fluffy and gentle grin, finishing her eulogy from Dale. Dale responds to it with a smile.

Dale's role as the cleric in charge ends here, and the rest of the ritual takes place in Tislaw. All he was responsible for was the rituals involved in preparation.

So from here on out, Dale also returned to his position as a groom to be celebrated, not as a 'Orange God (Cormosey) cleric'.

Sit back side by side in the 'Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion' store, which has been set up as a venue for the reception.

The first person to stand in front of those two was Kenneth.

It is a wedding of disciples and disciples. The first one was nobody, and Kenneth was the most fit.

"Be friendly, I don't know what they need to say again... more so"

That's what Kenneth says, giving out a round of flowers.

"Be happy."

"Thank you, Kenneth"

Latina takes it, given it with the words of celebration, and puts it on the table with legs, as is the custom of Tislaw. There was a large cage available on the platform, and Kennis flowers became the first of them.

"You don't really bother Latina, do you?... Congratulations"

Rita, who followed her husband, gave Dale flowers in the usual tone. Dale responded with a slight bitter smile, but the words of gratitude to return were honest.

"Thanks"

"Hey, come on!

"Oh, my God."

Theo and Emma follow suit by imitating their parents.

Then ahead, a guest lined up in front of the two to announce the words of celebration uninterrupted.

In the "Tiger Cat Pavilion" store, it is an indelible number of people. To avoid confusion, Kenneth and Rita handed out cups to guests who had finished saying their words of celebration and directed them to the side of the snacks they had prepared. Distributing tables to the store's tables and backyard, and limiting the number of people in the store, was something that had been decided beforehand.

Latina, who glanced at you, couldn't wipe the signs that she was going to go to the service behind the scene even though she was the star of the day.

"Lady. Be happy."

Zilvester, who said so red-eyed, was wearing unfamiliar, superior clothes. It is an unusual, famous outfit.

When Latina received the flowers offered with both hands smiling happily, he held his head down as he was impressed.

Regular guests also say congratulations and immediately open the place for attendees lined up behind them. I don't care about Dale, who is a health haunt, but the longer he prolongs, the greater the burden on Latina, the star of the day. Where such attention was thorough, the high degree of 'SS' proficiency was felt.

Latina's young friends were also in the line of attendees.

Marcel plugged the bread from his home sale into a table for guests to gather at. There is a glimpse of his character as he also carries out sales activities to acquire new customers.

Antony, who hadn't seen him in a long time, brought a large circle of flowers with him along with the recent development that he had started working at the Lords' Palace.

Rudolph appeared in the uniform of the gendarmerie.

'Cause it's a celebratory seat, but I've come out of work'

That said, I say no to the drink. And Rudolph gave Dale, not Latina, the flowers he was carrying.

"... Happily"

Without even being wild enough to tear up the emotions contained in the short words, Dale received the youth's words of celebration with a quiet smile.

Chloe, who was lined up at the end of the line, grinned bitterly at the amount of flowers that were already impossible to get into the cage behind Latina and Dale.

"That's really amazing."

"I'm a little surprised too"

Chloe looks straight at her best friend who answers and laughs.

"Don't say, 'Now you've got your dream,'"

Latina's tear glands seem to loosen to the words of her best friend, who has been worried about me since I was a young girl.

You guessed it, Chloe played Latina's forehead, pinned.

"Ouch."

"Don't cry, be decent"

"... yeah"

Chloe turned a bright smile to Latina, who raised her face.

"Happy, Latina"

"Yeah."

Latina's smile in answer to that was also a sunny one.

With flowers overflowing from the cage, Dale hugged Latina as a bouquet and went outside the Tiger Cat Pavilion. At the wedding gesture of Tislaw, the bride shall not put her feet on the earth until she is brought into the house of the bridegroom.

Latina, held in Dale's arms, was smiling a little lightly.

Outside the store, guests had each started a feast with a drink cup.

Colorful petals rose as cheers and congratulations flew to the appearance of today's star.

Dale walks slowly down the path decorated with petals that make the economy better by the guests.

Seen and admired at an early age, on a path adorned with numerous colors that the bride passes, Latina makes a smile at the desperate loss of her tear glands.

Arriving straight in the backyard of the Tiger Cat Pavilion, there were two phantom beasts there.

Hagel, wearing a platinum saddle, already had a flower cage on it, a sign of blessing from the guests.

Even for him (Hagel) with different values, he had something to think about the beautifully dressed Latina figure, laying low and narrowing his eyes.

Dale, who sat Latina in Hagel's saddle, tries to continue with herself as she is. But the next thing I knew from the regular customers who flew in there, I turned my eyes around a little.

The old men, who are already turning into drunks as usual, even respond to such Dale's reaction with a guerrilla and a big laugh.

Dale gently sat back behind Latina, who was tilting her neck without hearing what was next in the field, pulling her closer.

And I lay down my face.

From the surrounding guests, mainly the old men, cheers.

Blinking, Latina understood, temporarily delayed, that she had been spoken to by Dale in a crowd circle. Dye bright red to the ear.

Dale looked around from the top of Hagel's saddle, just wondering, with a face that didn't look bad around him.

"Dale...... eh"

"Hmm? One more time, shall we?

Latina looked up at Dale in a sitting position, shyly protesting. But I didn't try to deny Dale's response.

To the slightly unexpected Latina reaction, Dale looks a little surprised and then leans on Latina again.

Lie down in your eyes and Latina accordingly held the hem of his clothes like a trick at an early age.

Once again, a loud cheer rises from the surroundings.

"Ha-ha-ha."

Vint, who said so at my pace, spread his wings and danced to the universe. A bell raised around his neck plays a cool sound. Hagel also spread his wings after Vint, who bore the role of the bride's foretaste, flew away.

Those in gendarmerie uniforms cover their faces with one hand. Hagel also feathered his wings today in response to an indication of willingness to ignore the fact that phantom beasts fly from all over the city.

The surrounding guests emptied the petals simultaneously.

It rises high, on the magic of the Hagel and Vint winds. The two phantom beasts flew into space as if following a petal that had risen like a bridge across the sky.

"Then..."

"I'm coming!

Dale and Latina smiled and waved at the people who would drop them off. Everyone responds to it.

Hagel circled over his people once, pointing his way in the direction of Tislaw.

"There you go, hey"

Theo waves loudly as he shouts out loud. And the guests, some of them lifted up cups, and some waved loudly.

Cage a blessing and prayer for the way ahead, and drop off the two of you on a new path.

It's like, beyond a bridge of bright colors like a rainbow, until you can't see it.

All the time, all the time.