Seiun wo Kakeru

When the venue was ready, the Ages began moving the place.

The sun had already slowly begun to fall around, and the western sun was dyeing the sky in a sea color.

The pine lights are burning early and preparations are being made for the night.

Looking at the visitors sitting in their chairs, Ages walks in the center of the venue with clothes fully decorated.

Tania wrapped her arms around Age's arm and proceeded quietly.

Tania's dress appearance was heavily influenced by Age's order.

The dress, made up of plenty of cloth stored in the Nazioni family, attracted attention all by itself.

"Oh, how beautiful..."

"Happy to marry such a beautiful woman."

"Damn, I wanted a wife like that too..."

Yeah, yeah, I guess so.

Listening to the voice of envy, Age never boasted.

More than that, the sentiment is that I was really well married to such a beautiful and stylish woman.

When you are finished passing through the venue, sit in the prepared bride and groom seat in front.

On the side was the witch Adele refraining, and in the further back the altar was beautifully decorated.

"Thank you for coming together today. This time there will be a reception for Age, adopted son of the Lordship Nazioni family, and Tania, grandson of Washi"

Bona, who usually doesn't change her tone, also talks awe-inspiring all the time now.

Something was wrong with that.

"Mr. Age, what's wrong?

"No, hey. It's unusual for Mr. Bona to put it in awe."

"Well, Grandma and I will change our tone officially."

"Yes, sorry Nasai"

Age honestly apologized for being so gentle.

Fine, the look on Tania's face I forgive is a beautiful smile.

My chest pounded when I said it was a smile I should have seen many times.

That was how devastating, clear and happy he looked.

Adele, please.

"Yes, I did. Next, you will execute your oath more than I do. Age and Tania, Previous"

"" Yes ""

Take a seat and move in front of Adele.

Adele turns her back and goes up to the altar.

Patchouli, the flames of Patchouli and Pine Ming could play.

Leaving a long shadow, Age and Tania turned to each other on the altar.

Age imitates a suit.

Tania imitates the dress.

Both may seem miserable compared to modern times.

But I prepared it with all the skill, luxury and affection I could right now.

Stared at each other.

Big eyes, neat eyebrows, beautiful jaw lines and high nose beams.

I look at Age more than anything else, loving.

It was beautiful. I loved it.

Everything was better than jewels and honor, more than anything else.

"I like it, I love you"

"I love you, too, Mr. Age"

"I pledge my eternal, unchanging love"

"I will continue to love you until the time of death, even after death"

Staring at each other, gaze tangled.

Each other's words mix and blend into each other's chests.

Love on the Word becomes an oath to God to tie the life that follows.

My lips were crossed.

Just touch it, but take plenty of time...

Soft feel.

"Then offer your offering to God and make your vows certain"

"Yes, in front of the goddess of abundance, I, Age and my wife Tania, swear"

"We will be a couple who will keep our love forever"

It is up to the oath to give what remains of the house.

Age gave the dagger, Tania gave the amber bracelet.

The thrown offering sinks into a bottomless swamp......

Slowly, slowly.

Eventually, he sank and could no longer see him.

These offerings will no longer be taken back.

Never again, let your vows be irrevocable.

"The witch of the village of Siena declares: Your vows have been fulfilled!

Along with Adele's proclamation, the applause and cheer boiled down.

Age and Tania looked at each other in embarrassment with the sound of an exploding blessing.

I still couldn't believe the situation that so many people could celebrate.

"Congratulations!"

"Be happy!

"Kiss me again!

"Keith! Keith!

"" "Keith! Keith!!" "

Age dared decide to take that provocation, even though it entailed a similar sound to a joke.

Because I realized I still had my sights on Tania, the men in the village, and the men outside.

- This loving woman is already her own.

Agie held Tania's hips.

"Oh, Mr. Age? Hey, oh, no... suddenly shy...!

…………

Werewolf at sudden action, control Tania, who looks embarrassed, and bring her face closer.

The next kiss was a long one.

He greeted his mouth until his tongue was tangled and his breath was constant.

"Wow, I fucked up!

"Damn, this is a complete defeat already. Congratulations!"

Only now is the cheer that springs up comfortable.

"Already... Mr. Age's idiot!

"I'm sorry. Did I piss you off?

"No. I'm telling you to get your mind ready!

Its swollen yet delightful is so beautiful.

Even if politics took a tangled form, Age thought it would be nice to have a reception.

The stage for the reception then moves on to the next phase.

A blessing message from Lord Nazioni or a nearby village.

And it's time to show off Age's art.