Chapter 1008

With a gray complexion, sylvik seemed to be separated from the body, standing in the middle of the hall of Bain Cathedral, under the gaze of countless eyes.

Fooled... Fooled myself.

Hilwick, strangled by fear, suddenly understood the reason and purpose of all this in this "suffocation".

Loren Turin... He always knew where his weakness was, and he also knew how embarrassing his "enigmatic" identity was in the hearts of Byrne people; No matter how much the Turin family emphasizes, no matter how many victories he has brought to Byrne, this doubt will never disappear.

In ordinary times, such a little doubt is not a problem; But when he needed the absolute loyalty of Byrne, it became a problem that had to be solved.

So he united with the Arles to find himself and let himself raise questions in public on such a grand occasion, and then he refuted himself with "iron evidence".

In this way, Loren easily made the voice of "doubt" disappear completely, and no one dared to mention it again; At the same time, let Byrne people completely separate from the Holy Cross Church. Anyone who dares to speak for the church will be regarded as a "traitor who doubts the Duke"!

Kill two birds with one stone.

He even thought that it was probably just the other party's temptation. He didn't hold much hope. He just "encouraged" it, leaving no evidence and trace.

And I can't wait to seize this "once-in-a-lifetime" good opportunity

The pale sylvik trembled all over, and the eyes around him quickly changed from doubt and anger to gnashing teeth and indifference.

"Deacon hilwick, you look very tired." the indifferent Loren glanced at him, and the other party's body immediately gave a cold war.

Hilwick's over, Lauren thought.

Even if he stabbed him to death, there would be no objection from all the people present; But after all, today is Byrne's celebration and in the cathedral. I can't embarrass Weber.

Killing him is not disgusting enough.

"Charles, arrange and order someone to serve the deacon to go down and rest."

"Yes."

The respectful duchy manager nodded and covered up his sneer.

In the silent hall, sylvik in a trance was "dragged" out in the eyes of disdain and desperately restraining his anger. The atmosphere that had been destroyed seemed to have been slightly reversed because of the tragic end of the church messenger.

"Everybody -"

Loren deliberately raised his voice and looked around the hall: "although there were some small misunderstandings with the messengers of the Holy Cross Church for some personal reasons, these can not hinder today's ceremony."

"In order to ease everyone's mood, I officially announce a person's wedding - please, Miss Lina desallion of gloven --"

HMM -?!!!

Countless pairs of stunned eyes stayed on Charlotte Turin for a moment, and then looked back behind.

When the main door of the church was opened, a roll of bright red carpet suddenly extended from the door to the door, dividing the crowd into two and stopping in front of the main altar.

Standing at the end of the carpet was a fiery red figure.

Looking at the face quite similar to but different from the long Princess of phillanai, the former chief justice Victor Hughes sighed, walked out of the crowd and took the initiative to come forward.

"Lord Severin de sallion is leading the front line to confront the enemy and can't get away." the expressionless Victor looked into Lina's eyes and whispered, "according to your Majesty's order, I'll be your guardian for the time being. Don't dislike it."

"Where is this?"

Lina de sallion's expression was very calm, smiled and whispered, "I'm not in a hurry if that grumpy dead man's face can't come."

Pretending not to hear, Victor moved the corners of his mouth, helped Lina up in her arms and stepped into the cathedral door side by side with her.

On both sides of the carpet, there was a constant commotion; People with surprised faces whispered to each other and looked at her again and again.

But Lina didn't look back, as if she couldn't hear these voices at all. Her flushed cheeks were full of happy smiles.

Isaac Grantham, who couldn't close his mouth with a smile, had already stood at the end of the red carpet. On the side were the same smiling black haired wizard, ayin and awe stricken little priest Weber.

Of course, there was an expressionless, ruthless Dalton kand standing behind the three.

Isaac's father has long died, so the guardian can only be held by mentor Dalton, Lauren and ayin appear as his "best man", and little priest Weber is the main marriage man.

Victor Hughes walked up to the stage, expressionless handed Lina's hand to Isaac's arms, turned his eyes to Dalton kand, who also couldn't laugh, nodded to each other.

At this time, the former chief justice turned his back to the newly married couple and faced hundreds of guests in the hall, making all eyes involuntarily focused on him.

"On the order of his majesty Connaught I, I hereby congratulate Lina desallion and Isaac Grantham on their wedding, and send the blessing of the royal family of the sky palace!"

In the atmosphere of surprise and joy, Victor only heard a faint opening: "there was an uproar to recognize Lina de saleon as de saleon's royal family!

At that moment, all eyes were focused on Isaac alone. The expressions of the people present were extremely eager and with a little jealousy.

This is not just the honor of canonization - the vast majority of people present, especially the Byrne knights, have only their own generation of titles, and their descendants can only hang the name of "noble"; there are less than 100 titles that the whole Byrne can inherit!

Now, a wizard, a wizard born in the countryside of lottel, who has never had a drop of aristocratic blood in his eight life, has become a hereditary aristocrat?

Say they're not jealous, ghosts don't believe it!

The earls and envoys present heard another very important signal from this "canonization".

Emperor Conrad, are you ready to officially break the ban on "witches are not allowed to confer titles of nobility"?

Once connord decides to do so, it can be imagined that a large number of "Wizard nobles" will rise in the next elf war - these people will become the thorn in the eye and flesh of the church; similarly, these people will also become the diehard loyalty of emperor connord and the desallion family.

Because their status and privileges come from the royal family, they will also be more loyal to the royal family than everyone else.

You can imagine what a sensation this will cause in the imperial capital, in the Holy Cross Church and throughout the Empire!

The wizards who learned of these will certainly be grateful to the emperor, so that they have reduced their "life-saving grace" to Loren and Brandon, and become eager to obtain formal recognition and titles from the emperor.

After all, even if Lord Loren, the Duke of Byrne, can give them more and better treatment, it is impossible to confer their titles. That is the privilege of the emperor.

With a certain degree of anxiety, many people turned their eyes to the black haired wizard on the stage, but were surprised to find that the Duke had no worries about his friend being bought by the emperor. Instead, he wanted to laugh, but he tried not to laugh.

How to describe it... Lauren, with a smile in his eyes, looked up and down at his friend who couldn't close his mouth with the same smile in front of him.

The imperial Knight Isaac Grantham, referred to as "Sir Isaac", is really

At the thought of "Sir Isaac" whose head was hit by an apple in his previous life, Loren felt an uncontrollable smile surging up desperately, making the corners of his mouth twitch.

Until Charlotte and the little wizard stared at him from left to right, the black haired wizard frowned, kept serious and stood still.

As for Isaac himself... He didn't feel much about it. Except that the "design of family heraldry" could arouse a little interest, the title and title were really no different from dirt in his eyes; the emperor Connor who rewarded him with the title was almost like peas.

The only thing that can make him happy is probably that "Lina's family agrees to the marriage". That's all - although it makes no difference whether the other party recognizes the wedding or not, it will be very happy to be recognized.

Anyone who wants to win over the "arrogant" with wealth and title should be prepared to beat the dog with meat buns, or even not be taken seriously by him at all.

"Everybody -"

Bishop Weber, with a smile on his face, came forward slowly, and his voice, which was not loud but clear, was accurately conveyed to everyone's ears:

"Today we are gathered here to witness the union of Isaac Grantham and Lina desallion under the blessing of the Holy Cross."

"The old Scripture says that we were born in the earth and live on the earth. After death, the dust belongs to the dust, and the earth belongs to the earth - our honor, status, wealth and legends will not accompany us."

"With us is another piece of soil, a piece of dust that has been with us for decades; when we become a piece of soil, only another person can stand in front of the Loess and speak our past accurately in front of our tombstone."

With Weber's calm voice and words as if without emotion, the atmosphere in the hall became very quiet.

"So today we wish the two newlyweds the same as millions of people who once lived in this world and finally turned into Loess - mutual admiration, love and support, with deep love for each other, towards the road they already have in their hearts."

Gently lowering his head, Weber's calm eyes looked at the arrogant who was still giggling. There was a trace of solemnity in his gentle voice:

"Isaac Grantham, from the day we met, I knew you were a genius beyond everyone's imagination; your wisdom will make you have unspeakable arrogance, you will neglect to communicate with others, and you will look at the world with more calm and emotionless eyes."

"So now, please abandon the wisdom given to you by the Holy Cross and answer me without thinking..."

Isaac raised his eyebrows and just wanted to refute the "wisdom given by the Holy Cross", he heard Weber whisper, "are you willing to love her forever, will you love her forever?"

"Of course!"

Isaac, with his eyes wide open, replied in a more natural tone, "this is not a problem at all. OK, can't you ask something constructive and meaningful? For example, if I were you, I would ask... Hey!"

"Lina de sallion." the smiling little priest Weber quietly interrupted, ignored Isaac's protest, and looked at the girl with calm eyes:

"We don't know each other well, not even how much; even so, I can see in your eyes the wisdom no less than Isaac Grantham, and the courage and wit given to you by life and experience."

"You know how to defeat the enemy with words and gestures and how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so... Now please abandon many barriers in your heart, put down all your precautions and tell me in your most sincere words..."

"Do you love him?"

"Love!"

A short word was so sonorous and powerful in Lina de sallion's mouth that Charlotte, who was standing behind her, was shocked.

Weber nodded solemnly: "then I hereby announce that from today on, Isaac Grantham will officially marry Lina desallion, and wish their love as firm as the earth!"

"Bridegroom..." when the corner of his mouth was picked, the little priest's face showed a rare snicker and deliberately winked at Isaac: "you can kiss the bride."

"I need you to say!"

Before the words fell, Isaac was like a fierce beast protecting the protection. He hugged the girl with eyes in his arms, and kept on trying hard as if he was going to rub her into his body.

The girl who had no idea of rejection also hugged him around the waist.

"Pa!"

The first applause from nowhere echoed in the church hall for a long time.

Followed by thunderous applause and cheers, the excited Byrne Knights blushed one by one, even more excited than Isaac himself.

In the winter of the new year, a "unique" wedding officially opened the curtain of Bain celebration!