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Reaching the big city rank, I instantly understood what Eleonora meant when she said, "If you can't marry me, you'll die".

When I tried to dive through the gates of the city's first white lacquered wall, I said, "Dear Princess Eleonora, bless and marry!" I see a cross section shaking in the wind.

This is intense pressure.

Suddenly this is from the entrance, so the blessing mood that has spread to the entire city of white lacquered walls and red bricks need not be explained, nor do I want to.

I want you to guess at the corner store that there were unexplained foods sold like Silesier brave cookies and wedding cakes.

By the way, your wedding cake felt like a shortcake with sliced rice cakes inside, and Silesier's brave cookies tasted like bitter adults with a mixture of almonds.

I feel like I've tried a lot too, but it's the merchant brave man's sex that I have to check when I think a new product is out.

"Yes, this."

What Eleonora gave me was princess knight Eleonora juice. The sweet juice with a white peach flavour seems to be the image of Eleonora. This guy isn't this sweet, he's wrong.

It is such an embarrassment that all the products are stamped with the inscription "The Princess's Marriage".

"Why are you buying eleonora juice?"

"This is the product of our city now, everywhere! You know what I'm talking about."

He said he knew that well.

When the city gets into this situation, you're not gonna fit in without getting married anymore, are you? There would be a riot if I told you to cancel the wedding.

The alias' Battle Maiden of Rankt 'of the daughter of a lord who has not come son-in-law, half is a disdain, but the other half is also a honor.

The princess, who abandons the woman and continues to fight for her territory, can't help but be loved by the inhabitants as if they were her own daughters.

I guess it's this feeling. In my world, a voice actor who's too popular to go to his daughter-in-law and is late is a little like saying, "Somebody get him quick" or something.

The princess knight, despite being very popular with the people, does not find someone to marry. That's finally getting married, so that's going to be a festival.

It is conveyed to Hishihishi that the people of the city are sincerely and purely celebrating the good fortune that has finally come to the helpless princess of the city of Rankt, a specialty of the city.

If I think about it normally, Eleonora, who was struck like this, is going to wield her sword and storm it, but I guess it's hard to tell her to stop it because it's pure favor.

When I asked him if he could sell it as a product like this, he said it would sell quite a bit. Soon, I even lined up at the store for a replica of The Black Cedar Wooden Knife I made. Perhaps a duel in this triggered a marriage or something to sell to tourists in the footsteps of taming.

Nevertheless, it frightens me that it is a city of merchant souls that incorporates everything and makes it a tourist resource.

"Hey, Takel. It's time to take off that filthy black robe."

"Right. Dirty is superfluous, but I'm going to have to say hello to your father."

"No, what are you talking about?"

"Whoa, stop punching... I thought you'd lose your shoulder joint"

He's a princess knight for fighters anyway.

If it's just punch power, it's comparable to Dyson's. Absolutely wrong choice of attack method.

Even throughout the city, thanks to the concealed effect, it is a black robe that has helped me considerably, but it is a frequent farewell here.

Farewell displaced black musketeer (Driff Gunner). I'd love to do it again if I had the chance.

Upon entering the castle of Rankt, Lord Emehardt and his servants, beginning with the Butler Knight (Senecial) Kato, were already waiting sloppily in the great hall at the entrance.

"This, my lord king. Well done. Come on."

Alas, before I did your daughter, my father knelt to me, what am I supposed to do with this?

Situations like this get me in trouble because I've never seen them.

"Uh, Lord Emmehardt. No, should I call you Father?"

"Will you call me my father!

Lord Emmehardt cried, the Great Alliance Lord of the Union of the Horses, who thought he was a deposited cutter, wetting the carpet, weeping like a tear, even though he was in front of a servant from the beautiful eyes of blue blue.

This passionate, I thought my personality was completely alike, but I'm convinced it was Eleonora, the princess knight, and my father and daughter after all.

As it is, the Duke comes over here in a jerk and gets hugged.

"Son-in-law, please be a mundane daughter, what a pleasure to meet Eleonora..."

"Okay, but it's this way to say no, do you hear me, Lord Emmehardt?"

"Oh no, my goodness, no, no. Wow!

"Duke..."

No, I can't, I can't shake my hair anymore, I'm so impressed, I can't talk.

Even Lord Emmehardt, knighted a princess.

"Hey, Mr. Cato!

At times like this, when I wanted to ask for help that it was Mr. Cato, the old butler, always calm silver-haired, also had a handkerchief on his face, killing his voice and crying down.

If you look closely, all the servants are starting to cry.

"Father, I will be happy"

Eleonora summed it up that way, and everyone below the Lordship cried out in tears, and then there was just a "thank you for getting it" and a "princess good" call at me without words anymore.

The princess of this castle was so worried about dowry. What the hell would happen if I did this?

I'm just going to get married, this nasal cry hellish misery.

Whatever it is, Eleonora, you'll worry too much around......

"So when are you going to do the wedding?"

"Let's do it now!

Lord Emehardt, who had made the handkerchief into a gushog, declared that he was well enough to do so when he finished wiping his massive tears with a towel given to him by his maid.

It would be too sudden.

"No, there will be preparations or something"

"We're all set. Of course, this is what His Royal Highness's costume looks like.

I brought every closet with a mobile pulley.

What are you wearing? You can wear a tuxedo. You don't need one if you wear it.

"No, but it's too late today."

"What, if it's not enough today, you can do it tomorrow. Anyway, hurry up with the ceremony!

How anxious are you to marry me?

Lord Emmehardt was a more calm and laid back type, wasn't he? Have you changed your character?

"Hey, Mr. Cato. Tell the Duke to calm down."

"Dear brave man, we have booked a ceremony. This is Archbishop Malaya of the city of Rankt."

Whoa, why are you bringing the Archbishop in already? Are you going to ceremony here?

Mr. Cato has a flamboyant smile over here, but hastily moves by giving instructions to deacons and maids in the shadows. Even Mr. Cato seemed in a hurry.

"Well, if we don't hurry, Takel may change his mind and let's hurry."

"Why are you in such a hurry to Eleonora!

So you don't have to rush me, I won't run away, and I won't change my mind.

How dare they think you're such a jerk?

Incidentally, one of the six Episcopal Dioceses (Cathedrals) in the world exists in the great city Rankt.

Although there is also a cathedral in the Wang capital Silesier, in archdiocese terms it is incorporated into the Bishop of Rankt, and this one is superior.

The Archbishop of Malaia, wearing a splendid bishop's crown, lavished with silver jewellery in the Sister clothes worn by Leah, was a sister with long hair of sepia colour.

You look young and beautiful, but Sister of Arthama Church is not what I figured out from the moment she served the goddess, because she becomes unknown in her age (that's the kind of commandment she has, that sounds like the goddess).

"Hi, nice to meet you, Archbishop Malaya"

"This is, congratulations this time. Dear Valiant Takel of Silesier"

Archbishop Malaya kneels on the spot, dressed in pure white archbishop clothes.

I feel complicated when I think this guy is the same as the Archbishop of Homo.

For a moment, I wanted to ask what was going on with you and this colleague, but after Arthama had already elucidated me, I stopped it.

I guess the upper ecclesiastical of Arthama is also struggling to put together a variety of ideas in relation to the flag of freedom of thought. Only if we grant freedom to the faithful will there be hardliners who take intense action like the Protestants.

"I wonder if I congratulate you. I'm the seventh person to get married, okay?"

"Arthama is a generous man. There are about seven daughters-in-law who are also brave, please be very willing."

Every time I think, Arthama is too generous, isn't she?

It's still easier to do it if you're angry at me for being grumpy. When you ask me to go that far, I wonder if I can move on.

"Uh, do you do weddings in the cathedral?"

"Yes, the brave never came to the Basilica of Rankt yet, did they? It's not that big, but it's a historic diocese. Since the Bishop is located, I am afraid that young people are afraid of wasps, but I am here to serve as Archbishop."

Something sounds like the word "young" means I'm still young.

Well, I'm biased against Arthama Church officials.

"Well, I'll take care of you"

"By the way, brave man, I think it can be interpreted that the fact that Steriana was taken as my wife meant that she was no longer a Sister and that she was vacant in the frame of a Sister with Bravery"

"I won't take care of you"

"Guh, is that right? The wasp is so picky in sacred magic power that it takes a bunch of clerics and other things around here to win. It is a security and safety brave certified level one. Please feel free to help."

Prior to the wedding, Archbishop Malaea somehow began his job search to become a brave Sister.

Don't you work for the archbishop of the historic Diocese of the Episcopate (Cathedral)? Use that sacred magic power for the good of the city.

After all, no, don't be alarmed by Arthama Church officials.

I was rushed by everyone so I picked the right black tuxedo to get my back pressed and went in to get dressed.

It's my second wedding, so I'm used to it.

After I finished dressing, when I came out, Eleonora was changing from "Armor of Fire," to a light peach wedding dress.

"What kind of early change?"

Changing a woman's clothes takes time doesn't seem to work for Eleonora.

Being used to the battlefield, she does basically anything fast. Because we're fighting in a world that wouldn't survive otherwise.

"Wedding dresses are women's combat clothes."

"Well, you look great considering that."

The wedding dress, pure white was my claim, but the light pink dress is not bad either.

Eleonora fights with the blood of her enemies and allies, although she has a scarlet image.

A feminine softness is created by the feisty Eleonora changing into a soothing dress that is spicy but never too gorgeous and puts together a pink veil.

Now, if you keep your mouth shut and lean down, you are a beautiful bride, and who would think that princess knight Eleonora is?

Exactly, the fashion sense of the Duchy of Rankt was something I looked up to.

A tiger wears a cat, not a fox that borrows the authority of a tiger.

As it was, at the initiative of Archbishop Malaia, he was forced to parade the whole city by carriage.

It wasn't a lie or a joke or anything that I was ready for, and when I got out of the castle of Rankt, the passage of Bilode to the church was complete on the city's red brick floor.

Already the folks of the festive mood are sloppily lined up and banzaged with colorful seasonal flowers on one side.

Where did you come from when you lived normal until just now? I would be too ready.

"At some point, it unfolds too quickly to settle down"

My blur is cancelled by a hail call, "Congratulations on your marriage," exclaimed the citizens who showed up at the festival.

I can feel the temper for the city to raise its total strength and let Eleonora go to her daughter-in-law as soon as possible, minute by second.

The pressure to never let me get away is amazing.

The city itself, I'm afraid.

But, well, I'm also the second wedding of this magnitude, so I know everything I'm gonna do.

Respond without difficulty to the citizens' cheers and even spend time in the ceremonial cathedral.

I have to wonder if it's really good to get used to a wedding or something. Nobody pays attention to me, so I'm bigamous. Are you sure you want to celebrate?

While I was parading hard, I was horrified because I could see the cathedral. I don't mean to complain, but I still don't like these public ceremonies.

"Beautiful stuff."

"What, me?

I thought it was the church, but Eleonora can tell.

The square church with white lacquered walls, which Archbishop Malaya only boasts, is steadily calm compared to other churches who would like to erect a luxurious spire if they did.

The white lacquered walls of the church should be hung with more gold than stained glass, such as silver finishing to an extent that it lacks character, so much so that the insignificance of not claiming to be selfish is a minor hatred.

I don't know what to say about this in the medieval fantasy world, but its taste is modern (modern), even though it makes you feel the weight of history.

It could be said that its style of standing, calm yet new, is just the cathedral of the city of Rankt, which boasts state-of-the-art cultural and technological skills.

After losing the popular fervent cheer, I feel like when I enter the cathedral, the temperature drops all the time. There is sacred air.

The red carpet's drawn slightly dim makes it stunning to feel the light gleaming through the stained glass.

The ceiling was made of wood and was decorated with paintings of parquet (letting it go too far) that apparently marked the city's history.

It is a beauty that sighs at the effort and high skill involved in how detailed paintings can be made with only the fitted wood.

I feel like I want to donate unexpectedly, and this is just rank.

I'm not the in-laws I could have told you, but I wanted to have a strict wedding in this calm, atmospheric church, which makes me a little happy.

Neither does Archbishop Malaya, kidding like Leah.

There was a proper sworn ritual and we swore to each other our love "when we get healthy, when we get sick".

Turn up thin clothes and glimpse Eleonora was a beautiful princess with no complaints.

Wedding dresses are probably the most beautiful costumes in the world to color women. It was meant to be once in a lifetime.

When kissing Eleonora's soft crimson lips, so sweet that when I touched her, she was going to kill me, I decided to take responsibility for this annoying princess's opponent for the rest of my life.

If you eat poison, it's even a plate, so I don't have any hesitation.

"Really, you've become your daughter-in-law"

"What are you talking about?"

I guess you're the one who's pressing for me to marry you better, I'm not saying anything impeccable.

Eleonora had become so adorable after her wedding vows and she had been sneering for a while.

All the process was done too quickly.

It's not impossible for Eleonora to keep up with speed and be confused.

I want to stare at Eleonora, who remains just a little cute, because I'm going back to the original princess knight even if I let her go again anyway.

I really shouldn't have done it many times, but I thought the wedding was something I could do many times.

This is how the city of Rankt pulled together and pushed back, smashing all the stages with super speed, and I became a couple with Eleonora.