Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

On the day the wedding of Istas Marquis Valtrude and Jiazai Yut Amaxa took place, Falv was a cloudless splendor.

People gathered in this city, including the pedestal of God reserved for the suburbs, spoken out that the gods would also be blessing them.

I wouldn't have thought you were actually right.

Calm cheerfulness you can even imagine, such as the freak that happened in the early morning. In fact, it was only the parties who knew that the Temple of Helenonia had fallen into Nara.

Apart from visiting participants from various countries, including the Divine King Seneca II, not even Queen Eudit or Chancellor Dieter Schukel and other officials of the Rotosilt Kingdom have been informed.

When it comes to the only change that makes you feel it, the fact that the wedding venue has changed from the Temple of Hellenonia.

The Temple of Helenonia, which destroyed the Unslain Sword Demon Jinni O. Igle and returned from Nara. It appeared in the exact same place as if it had been fitted in, but the damage was enormous.

Nevertheless, by the gods who appeared as if they had anticipated the timing-

"Well, that's all right."

"Rather, it cannot be left unattended"

- and it was repaired beautifully, but it was emotional to use it as it was.

For this reason, it was to be executed in a square in the heart of the city of Falve, which was prepared as a venue for a reception - in short, a banquet - in front of the building to invite more people to attend.

"What is this, a hit on me?

Larsia, the pioneer who held the ceremony here, blurred, but soon read the air and turned the men he was bringing from Hardenturm to the venue setting.

Otherwise, Exile ran to a change of security and Claude Laker and the clerks were busy working on a sudden rescheduling, but by the time the sun plunged into Jomtien, they were ready.

Later, the ceremony began as planned in this place, which would be called Bride's Square.

Virgin Road extends from the south side of the square to the central altar. On the red carpet, Yut, the groom, starts walking first.

Wearing a grey tuxedo brought in from Earth, he can't move, however, because of unfamiliar clothing or because of nervousness.

No, I might have simply been uncomfortable in the eyes of many people.

Anyway, this venue alone has hundreds of people.

More than ten times that gaze is gathered by adding to the broadcast of the phantom spell thrown round Vainamarinen.

Even yuuts who save the world or drain their liver by subdivine spells (immortality spells) cannot remain normal minds.

And there was another reason Yut was getting attention.

"Brave man, stretch your spine properly. Walk with a grand chest."

"That's what I'm saying."

A childhood conversation that is exchanged in a whisper.

Yes. Yut's attendant, Acorn, was serving.

My fiancée comes to the wedding as an escort.

Normally, first of all, a situation that is not physically possible. But even though it was Alcia who executed the ceremony itself, Acorn couldn't just be a participant.

(What do they think, this... brave guy thinks)

His thoughts and other prospects and acorns smile secretly. A rare role even for the Brewers, where polygamy is recognized.

It's just that this kind of thing is the first thing that matters.

We have to make sure we don't push strange women at all.

That's what I was thinking, and coincidentally, someone I know who was in attendance got into my sight.

Regina, Kagra, Petra.

As councillor of Hardenturm, as representative of the Dragon Man (Dragonewt) living in the Kera Forest, as daughter of the Folio-Farina assailant councillor.

Each is assigned a relatively good place among the invitees.

And the three of them who have a fondness for Yut.

Acorn presented them with the opportunity because he was in the same position himself. I have a sense of being interrupted between Yut and Valtrude.

Then they should be given it too.

Do you take advantage of that good opportunity or do you shake it on a stick? I already keep the ball.

Passing beside the three of them, smiling and sincerely blessing, Yut reached the altar.

My parents and I were in the front row, we just had a little eye contact.

That's it, enough.

I waited for the bride to appear as I broke up with my dog Colo, who is rarely grown up at the feet of the two of us - and this is all I think would have been nice to have made the venue outdoors.

Minutes to be seated on the altar.

Along with Zein as his father, Valtrude showed up.

The bride is beautifully pampered.

But needless to say, she was isolated.

Wedding dresses protected even if they fall into Nara fall become tranced by beauty, even if they are not known to be by the hand of God.

Despite his face hiding in the vale, no, that's why he had the beauty to pass on.

Today, active and healthy beauty gives way to a step, instead engraved into the mind of those who see chaste and quiet beauty as unforgettable memories.

A tranced sigh swirled in the venue and on the pedestal of God, enveloping the whole Falve.

In this venue were figures of cathedral knights (paladins) and clerics who had fallen into Nara with Valtrude. Though he was advised to take care of himself, no one followed him as one.

Naturally.

the value of what I defended myself. And it's a great opportunity to see what it's worth.

With Alana at the head, their expressions were truly sunny and proud.

That being said, Valtrude, who often walks on Virgin Road, was remembering his parents.

Precisely, I don't remember enough.

I hear my father was a fine warrior. My mother was beautiful, but she was also a delightful person in her child's heart. So I thought I'd be strong.

Trying to surpass my father, whom I barely remember.

Trying to help my mother who loves me, poor or struggling.

I wanted to show both of you this sight.

I wanted both of you to see this sight.

But that's an unfulfilled dream.

"I guess we'll both see."

"... do you?

"You bet."

Zein's words, which can be called both the other father and grandfather, cross her mind.

(Right. Are you watching me...)

Then tears don't look good on a day like today.

It's a happy day, so you should be smiling.

Valtrude also ascends to the altar, feeling the gaze of Larsia and Exile in the front row.

From Zein, who walked along Virgin Road, the bride was handed over to Yut.

The ceremony begins.

"Afraid, I offer to the gods who dwell in heaven"

Lingering voice like rolling a silver bell.

With just one word that Arcia uttered, other sounds disappeared from the venue.

"Yut Amaxa and Valtrude Istas are here to pledge their covenant and permanent love as husband and wife"

The performance continues.

"He and she worship the gods and, without becoming ungrateful, help each other and prosper their doors to their descendants. And this covenant, which the gods have guided, is an edge, and it is a firm promise to live with you ever more, when it is not easy, when it is not in accordance with your will."

After a breath, Alcia turns to the bride and groom, not to heaven.

Now it's Yut's turn.

"The two of us who perform the ritual of marriage are hereby sworn to love, respect, help each other, and live together unchanged for the rest of our lives. Bless our future, if you will."

At the same time as the groom finished playing, a twirl happened.

Everyone is looking beyond the altar - at the sky.

There, when did it emerge? There was a rainbow in heaven. It's as if the gods are blessing these two gateways.

Of course, it's not Yut's manipulation or anything.

"Which god?"

"Saana."

The two whispering at each other in a whisper. That and that was just asexually fun.

"I'll go on."

To those two, Alcia still pays attention in a whisper.

"The gods heard their vows. To make it eternal, show me the proof."

In response to that word, the bride and groom turned to each other.

Besides, Yut raises the vale.

I breathed unexpectedly into its beauty.

I don't need words.

Wordless.

Yut, so that's it. Without immunity, you must have forgotten me on the spot and let me go.

She held her shoulder in such a beautiful and loving way that she leaned slightly on her neck and took her vow.

Serious, heartfelt kiss.

The two left after a long hiatus that worried the attendees.

From no one, applause and cheer. No, the first thing I did was Ritna, who's right next to Larsia.

The two respond to the cheers of the attendees as they join hands.

Participants, naturally given the formation of this city, have a lot of dwarves. Though they tend to be bigoted, Dwarf youngsters laugh cheerfully well.

Their drinks accompanied the ceremony.

Chief Miranda of Mainz is also grinning at Shiatsu's face without hesitation.

The Zinga and other dragon men and other inhabitants, who were to be brought from Oriental Li Kutua, have all given us their blessings in vain.

That is nothing more than what they have accomplished in this land.

Clerk Claude Laker cries so badly that his face sneezes, and so do the civilians around him.

Yuut's parents in the front row gave me a firm nod.

So far, I've been worried.

Keep it up, I guess.

But he's admitting it.

That's what I'm glad I can't accumulate.

Larsia, Exile, Jonah. And to Acorn, who accompanied me, Alcia, who performed the ritual.

Vainamarinen, Merel, King Alsace, Eudit.

And the true name that was secretly brought by many gates, the Infinite Portal.

Countless people were gathered only to congratulate Yut and Valtrude.

But that's not all.

In front of Valtrude, a nostalgic person appears.

I hardly should have remembered.

But the moment I see that figure, I know that the phantom is my father.

Together with my mother, I was staring at this one with a gentle smile.

Truss-Sink, goddess who directs death and sorcery. Is it her blessing?

Valtrude does not cry. Smile and talk to your parents.

Happy.

When you're happier.

Leaning on the man I love, I tell him so.

There was a bell coming from somewhere.

It's the tone that lives them under the Ethereum.

It interacted with a cheering voice, sounding everywhere and everywhere, without disappearing.