Upstairs balcony in Naccia Cathedral.
When the bride and bridegroom at the end of the wedding turned up, the crowd was stuck into a vortex of excitement.
They've been gathering here all morning trying to get a glimpse of the two of them.
It wasn't just the two of us who showed up from the balcony.
Those of the families who were the Lord, including the chiefs of the two clans.
Other representatives from different countries are showing their faces.
Of course there's Mr. Ann.
All those people who have time to party after this.
The enthusiasm of the cheering crowd reaches this far.
The moderator is raising his voice, but the voices of people are cancelling it, and it doesn't even reach my ear.
I can see that those who banzai, those who wind up petals, those who wave flags, they all celebrate this marriage.
Moderator waved loudly.
Sounds like some kind of signal.
Then Miaglia, the bride, threw the bouquet she had at the people.
Bouquet draws an arc and falls into the midst of the people. People get killed there.
"Oh, is this so"
This is the unique custom of the moving-country, which is to throw it at people who celebrate what they wear at their wedding.
By doing so, it makes sense to recommend wealth and good fortune to those who have gathered them.
Do we do this in the midst of all this gathering?
That is not all Mr. Miaglia did.
Next, remove the silk long handbag that is all the way to the elbow and throw it as well.
The people will kill to the right and to the left.
He also threw a veil that was further hiding his face, a choker that was wrapped around his neck, and a sash that was a dress ornament.
"That's a big shake."
I guess that's all I'm happy about this marriage.
You look happy.
Because the bride was finished, this time the bridegroom, Mr. Maurice, threw Thai, cuff and chest decorations one after the other.
That one is what makes it a fortune.
But the people of the moving-country will never sell it.
You must tell it to your descendants from generation to generation.
At the end of the bridegroom, the custom passes on to the family of the chief and to the national guests.
The turn of the Dragon Nation has come.
For national guests, there are many gloves, ribbons, etc.
Some nobles have deliberately prepared something for throwing for this custom.
Princess Sarane, take off her gloves and throw.
I thought that was it, and I removed the ring on my right index finger.
"... No way"
I tied a scarf to the ring.
"... no, wait a minute!
And when I shook it wide, I threw it high in the sky.
- Wow. Oh.
The crowd's voice grows louder.
The scarf with the ring tied is tailed like a broom star......
…… Right. But you're a little short. "
I predict the trajectory. [M]
The ring, which drew a parabola and nearly fell, bounced back once as if it had hit something in the air, fitting neatly in the hands of those who were guarding the perimeter.
Whether inspired (kobu) by the princess's overwhelming behavior, or even afterwards, those who throw ornaments into the crowd appeared potpounding, and this revelation ended in a grand celebration.
○
On the way up, Princess Sarane approached me and just said "thank you".
Did you see that? No, I guess I judged it from the results.
"That ring, wasn't it carved with the Royal Luxtra crest?
"It's okay. I can't take it back anyway."
Even if this act went wrong, it threw it at the crowd, so I don't know where it went.
Royal possessions, everything of value in them, are on the inventory, but that ring will be treated as lost.
By the way, what changed the orbit of the ring was my throwing technique, which I came up with when I saw my father's demons.
Nothing, I just played clear glass balls with my fingers.
When I confronted my father, he made me struggle with an unseen attack, so I thought I could somehow recreate it. I still possess some glass balls.
Some of you would have noticed, but you wouldn't think I did.
I don't think I've fallen far enough to be perceived as a moment...
I didn't throw anything, by the way. [M]
Rather than that, I was just holding back behind the people who lined up on the balcony.
Then the high-ranking people take the prepared carriage to the main hall of their families.
Attend the party.
It seems that this ceremony is divided into three main groups by identity and so on.
One was a group invited to a wedding that I didn't have to mention.
Those who attended the ceremony in the Cathedral, including me and Princess Sarane.
Even after this, attend a wedding party.
Next, a group that only participates in a party.
The cathedral has a limited number of people and not all those who wish to enter.
For this reason, it takes the form of waiting for invitees to move from the cathedral while celebrating their marriage at the party venue.
This group may feel more comfortable because the party takes place with the high-ranking people.
At the end of the day, groups can only participate up to the garden.
They celebrate their marriage in a second venue set up in the garden because even the party venue cannot accommodate everyone.
Speaking of a second venue, it doesn't mean you'll lose your culinary stature.
We all want to be treated equally, but we can't get into the venue for the convenience of the number of people, so we just had no choice but to place them that way.
I am invited to be the first group. [M]
Personally, I'd like to relax in the garden, but that doesn't work either.
On the road it also serves as an escort for Princess Sarane, so take the same carriage.
"Remember when there was no senior official of the Devil's Kingdom at the ceremony?
"No, I was in the corner. Speaking of which, you barely saw him in the cape."
A third of the top seats were filled with people from the movers' countries.
I tried to remember the surroundings of the princess called in the national guest, but no one dressed like that.
The demon kingdom also has its own unique courtesy, so we know.
If you wear a loose cape, you'll know it's more or less a demon country.
"There are people who are seen as successors to the Demon King, but it sounds like you're absent. I wonder what you're going to do with that country."
"Hmm..."
It's a strange story to be absent from a celebration.
It's supposed to be a very cheap diplomacy where you can show friendship just by letting people out.
"Is there something in the demon country?"
"Come on. Maybe as much as you're thinking of invading us. But I don't even think I can get out of Urs town..."
The princess made a thought gesture.
The thing about that is, she looks so much like her mother.
"Shall we look into it even when we're at the party?
I have seen several officials in the demonic kingdom.
"Fine. It could turn into a snake. Stay out of contact."
"Okay."
"The successor to the Demon King is a moderate man. Something like an interlocutor. I can't believe it didn't come, it's like saying something happened..."
With the crushing princess on board, the carriage headed to the hall where the party venue was located.