CH 619

the S-Classes that i raised chapter 619

We are getting married (2)

I was confused. I thought it was someone who had something to do with the crescent moon or another transcendental person. Somehow, I wrapped my head to try to clear up the situation.

'First of all, he had similar skills as a caregiver.'

So far, Mint Yul and Chloe. Each of those two acquired optimization skills and grew into S-class hunters. It was likely that there were more other hunters. And I tried to release the thing that had held Yun Yun in China, using me, and I also brought information about the chatterbox party through Chloe. To Sung Hyeon-je, not me.

I applied for a partner with Sung Hyeon-je, but it was quiet at Chatterbox's party.

'After all, Sung Hyeon was the purpose rather than me.'

Park Ha-yul was paying attention to me, but it didn't seem to her side. The Chinese side was also an attitude that I didn't really care about what happened. It was a convenient tool. On the other hand, it was quite favorable to Sung Hyeon-je, but no way was the purpose of marriage? No, it's greasy on the outside, but really? Really married? Just married?

[This is Marie Taylor.]

Marie Taylor. She smiled in the screen, which was not shown directly on the air, but through a video connection. S-class hunter in his twenties. From what Park Ha-yul said, he seems to be much older. It's S-class. It's hard to guess the age based on your appearance. There was also a possibility that the person named Marie was not her sister.

[According to the article posted on Princess Isabella's SNS, I am the marriage partner of Seseong Guild Leader.]

Isabella? The data screen pops up. She and Seseong Guildmaster weren't close together, and the real marriage partner was Isabella, Marie Taylor. Why is Isabella suddenly... I took out my phone and searched for it, and there were several articles on it.

What happened in Africa? Are Yerim and the others safe? While I was rummaging around, there were light questions and answers on TV. When asked why he didn't show up, the head of the Seseong Guild replied, Because he didn't want him. He just smiles when he says he was in a secret relationship.

[This is a marriage decided by parents.]

parents? Parents? Did Sung Hyeon-je have parents? No, first of all, since the resident registration was done properly, there would have been, but really? He was a human who followed his parents' opinions rather than that? In a sense, it was more shocking than a love marriage. House-to-house union, something like that. Oh my gosh . But it also suited me.

[The ceremony will be held on January 1st at 10am Sydney Standard.]

After a brief interview, Marie disappeared from the screen. Subsequently, a story about the geography of the Seseong guild leader flowed. Where was Sydney. What's more... Wasn't it related to the Transcendental? What really is. While holding the head, Yoohyun got up from the seat.

"It would be very noticeable to move on a Haeyeon-only plane, so let's rent a suitable plane and go home."

" Huh?

"It's an inter-family marriage, so there's no need to stay here anymore. You can pass the money to the Seseong Guild at the level of the guild and the breeding house."

"Oh, no, that's it. Wait a minute.

"If it's Sydney, it's not close to Australia. So let's go home, brother."

That, though. In my parents' line, the word marriage wasn't strange. However, there is no way Sung Hyeon-je will respond to the marriage so quietly. No... Isn't it? No, even if you get married, you won't be so quiet. So it sounds weird, but the same... .

"Yoohyun!"

-Pew!

Yoohyun looked around me. The kid rolled off my lap and jumped on the bed. Hey! Wait a minute!

"What so urgently- think about it! Hey! Once you go out like this, you're embarrassed!"

"Okay."

My body was put back on the bed. Then my younger brother pulled the end of the blanket and tried to wrap me around. Hey! The little boy sitting at the end of the blanket rolled around and was happy. I'm not playing. Let's go in for now.

"Suddenly, Australia is weird! Yoo Hyun-ah, wait, January 1st is just that date, it won't be!"

"My brother is too worried about the people around him."

The blanket was trying to cover my head. It was the momentum that I was going to carry it with me, so I quickly pulled out a dagger and ripped the blanket out.

"On time, just in time. Midnight... It's this neighborhood!"

France, Italy, Germany. Not England. It was around midnight on January 1st at 10am Sydney time.

Even those who don't need to worry about it.

"There is also Dohamin, so let's look for a little bit and go, huh? I have to join Yerim too! Noah and Chief Song will all come to Peace!"

My younger brother looked at me with dissatisfied, more anxious eyes. It looked as if he had returned to the past. Back when I just returned.

" I almost got caught by Chatterbox, and I even went missing, is that right?"

"Of course I was very anxious and scared back then. But I trust you."

"That's okay, for about a day."

Yoohyun shut her mouth and gaze fell down. It was also strange. There clearly seemed to be something I didn't know.

"Because I believe in my brother. I will accept and love any country."

"Of course it will."

Huh. I guess."

My brother's voice was dry and dry. I also swallowed because my mouth seemed dry.

"Hey, Han Yoo-hyun. you-.

Here it is. I'll find Dohamin. Just one day."

Erin came over to me and Yoohyun went out of the room. Tongue, stared blankly at the closing door. Chatterbox's work, my successive disappearances, was shocking, but still.

" Linah."

I-Lin shook her head at my call.

-Linyi has nothing to say. But hyung will be the same as Lin.

What? What the hell is that talking about?"

Linyi crawled over the back of my hand like a tattoo. As if he had no intention of talking to me, he was still silent.

" I heard that my lifespan has also increased."

But why. Like before, it seemed like he wanted to hide me where no one could find it. It couldn't be for no reason, but it was difficult to guess the reason. It wasn't for chatterbox. It seemed okay until I met again in Africa. Because I fell down on my birthday? Or just because I can be more greedy?

I took a sigh and picked up my cell phone. Isabella's SNS... If you can't name it, there will be thousands of people. I wanted to come out when I searched through the article, but there was no spiritual energy. Yoohyun said that he didn't need to be nice, so it's just like this. You have to talk to know, you have to talk.

"What else is Sung Hyeon-je doing? Are you saying you can't even get a text message?"

I opened a text window on my phone.

[American Hero^^]

In the last text of Sung Hyeon-je, I saw what I swear by. It was bullshit that came out after somehow saying that the clothes went well together.

" I think I've become a friend like that."

So you can't pretend you don't know.

[If you do not send the wedding invitation until today, it will attack.]

I sent a text that I wouldn't see. If you think about it, how many times is this? On birthday invitations, party invitations, and without a reply, I visited and ate the house because I was diving. The cruise broke and the hotel wasn't fine. So Seonghyun-do must have been prepared to blow up the wedding hall and didn't send the wedding invitation. Is it a signal to blow it up?

Then the phone came. When I received it in a hurry, I heard a welcome voice.

[Mister!]

"Yerim! OK? Are you all okay?"

[Yeah. It's Cairo Airport now. I'm in the process of checking in before leaving for France.]

Fortunately, he said he stopped raiding and pursuing after it was known that I was out of Africa. Yerim told me that I will be arriving in France by tomorrow at the latest.

"But what about Isabella? He said he posted a new post on social media."

[Ah, that's it.]

Yerim lowered his voice and said.

[The prince was caught.]

" Huh?

[What, that, is it a prince? Anyway, that way. Bella told me that she was bound by a contract and couldn't help it.]

contract? So, are you saying you were caught by the royal family?"

[Maybe? Even though it was annoying, Bella went back saying that I couldn't leave it alone, but it seemed like I wrote a post on social media shortly afterward.]

Is that Mari holding hands with the Arab royal family? It seemed to be a bigger figure than I thought. Or maybe the house is great.

'In the end, the post that Isabella took pictures of with Sung Hyeon-je and Gyeol-i added only credibility to the marriage of Marie and Seong Hyeon-je.'

But at the same time, the fact that he even took Samir as hostage to make Isabella write.

"As expected, it seems that marriage to the head of the Seseong guild is not an ordinary thing."

[It's a little weird, right?]

okay. It's suspicious."

It doesn't matter if I'm supposed to marry anyway. Is there a need to get rid of a simple rumor like that, not even sending out a correction article? That means.

'It would mean that people's perception is important, just as the Chatterbox guy belonged to this world and tried to make me a harmless king.'

Transcendental, especially the new moon. It must have been tied to her.

"Yerim, we should also attend the wedding."

[Hey, there are only a few days left, what should I do?]

"It's France. There is also England right next to it. It's about a suit, you can get it right away."

The question is how to find Sung Hyeon-je.

'Mr. Marie's face was also known.'

Hamin will have to suffer from him. Wouldn't it be possible to find it within roughly three or four days if you go all night and have a hit and run in France, Germany, Italy, etc. There will be at least one mouse that remembers the face. Pay for your precious gold-dong meal, Ha Min.

It was an old model, but the car, which was kept clean as if it had shipped just yesterday, stopped quietly. Marissa got out of the car with her large bag. She traveled frequently all over Europe, so she had a home in every major country. It was generally a quiet house located on the outskirts, neither too big nor too small.

Welcome to.

Meanwhile, the manager who came out after hearing the sound picked up Marissa's bag.

"Guests are waiting in the library."

Marissa took out her cell phone and wallet from her bag and went up to the library on the second floor. Outside the large window, there were long branches with leaves. Small, fluffy birds fly through the branches of the forre. When the man sitting on the sofa saw Marissa step in, he woke up. Marisa was greeted lightly, went to the desk and sat down, laying down her cell phone and wallet. Her gaze drew on the sofa and turned to the floor below it.

"I don't like the coercive method."

Samir was lying where Marissa's gaze reached. His arms were tied behind his back, unconscious. The man who brought Samir smiled gently.

"I won't refuse. I have a better kid, but he's a little more tricky. And-.

"I'll do the rest after my daughter's wedding."

Yes.

"Let it wake up naturally."

Drool, the drawer opened and Marissa's hand was weaving, but she took out the knitting. The sound of yarn loosening began to flow faintly and regularly.

" I was trying to solve it myself."

Marie sighed. Still, this was the end of it. Even if fakes appear again, people won't be shaken easily by things that are repeated one after another. At that time, it was enough to just say that there are a lot of people trying to disturb the wedding.

"Now there is not much left!"

Deliberately yelling vigorously, Marie moved on. She has been waiting a very long time for this marriage. Her marriage makes her world perfect.

" I have lived happily for a long time."

The final chapter of the world to which Marie belongs. A page that hasn't been reached for a long and long time.

"It's a little different from what I thought, though. The prince is the problem, the prince."

The ceiling is transparent glass. A night when the moon rises high. Countless flowers and a long veil that touches your fingertips. And the ending. End.

It doesn't matter if you don't like it.

Marie stepped into the garden with a bang. The thought of having to walk lightly and lightly was abandoned for a moment. A man dressed in white entered her eyes. Her thin, scattered hair shimmered like a pale blonde in Marie's gaze. His eyes were literally golden, and along his wide shoulders and straight back, a white robe without wrinkles was falling in perfect lines.

'To be honest, I'm annoyed!'

Marie's hand was clenched. Yes, the outside was perfect.

"There will be a wedding anyway. You can't help it even if you refuse."

"I have no intention of rejecting it."

The slightly curved eyes were also fantastic. All she had to do was shut her mouth and sit quietly, and she was just as she wanted the prince to be.

"Did you not hate it?"

"I should try to meet you at least once."

Sung Hyeon-jae said, looking up at an angle at the glass ceiling still covered in sunlight. He hadn't met her yet. No, there was, but I forgot all. Marie tilted her head at a sound she couldn't understand.

" Did you like me in the meantime?"

"Well, because I'm not interested in the shell."

" Yeah?

"Who is willing to stand in front of me."

The golden eyes that contained sunlight turned to Marie. As if dazzling, Marie's eyebrows slightly frowned.

I am.

"What's the ideal type of Yang Marie?"

"It's a prince."

"The prince also has several types. From appearance such as hair color, eye color, skin color, height and body type, to internal parts such as personality, hobbies, education, interests, etc. The surrounding environment is also one of the important elements that make up a person."

Among them, what Marie wants. Marie frowned again at Sung Hyeon-je's question. These were things I had never thought about.

"I'm already in front of me, so why should I worry more?"

"For a slightly more interesting wedding, let's think about it before the ceremony."

As if there wasn't even a need to be messy, I felt a cold gaze that sank. Marie clenched her teeth. He is the perfect prince. However, I hated that gaze horribly. She turned around. No matter how Marie acted, Sung Hyeon-je did not look at her.

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