CH 3.2

As the high priest blessed the two newlyweds and proposed an oath kiss, a group of knights in armor entered the ceremony. Celia smiled at their voices from behind the veil.

‘Oh, finally…’

“Forgive me for my rudeness! Asylus’ walls have collapsed and the monster is now upon us!”

The men, who walked into the center of the aisle, knelt and explained the issue. Clang! Celia’s body collapsed when the knight’s metal knee brace hit the rug on the aisle.

In the midst of the screams of the surprised guests, Leonis grabbed Celia’s body and drew her into his arms. With his rough hand, he took off her veil, revealing her pale face to him. Leonis checked her face, which was soaked in cold sweat, and clicked his tongue.

‘I heard you survived, but it wasn’t enough to have a wedding?’

They posted a hasty report, seeming embarrassed by the bride’s fainting. Leonis looked at the knights while he lifted Celia in his arms. 

It would be too much to do an oath kiss in this state.

“……The wedding is over, right?”

When Leonis looked at the high priest with a scary face, he nodded quickly.

“Yes, of course! You two have become the couple that the goddess admitted!”

The story that the two of them will be together forever until death, which follows the word, is lost. Leonis went with Celia in his arms, as if the high priest’s words had satisfied him.

“Wait, Duke, what are you doing?”

Marquis Montague, who was watching, approached the aisle. For some reason, Duke Cardian appeared to be heading to the battlefield with Celia in his arms.

Leonis’ handsome forehead wrinkled when Marquis Montague appeared in front of him.

“What are you doing? I just got married and decided to take my bride out of the wedding. What’s the problem?”

Marquis Montague came to a halt as he stared into Leonis’ cold, bloodthirsty eyes. His voice was hazy, as if he had lost his resolve, unlike before.

“Aren’t you going to suppress the monsters? If that’s the case, the bride….”

The Marquis just wanted to be prepared for an unforeseen mishap. In other words, he wanted Celia to be sent back to Marquis Montague in the event that Leonis died.

Asylus was the capital of the Duchy of Cardian, and the fact that the wall was broken was a huge deal. It tells the narrative of how monsters pushed almost the entire army.

If it had happened, and if it had led to Leonis’s death, Marquis Montague could have devoured everything in Cardian’s capital city with Celia. Of course, Cardian’s vassals would claim the marriage was nullified because they did not spend the first night.

“My bride, of course, comes with me.”

“What the…!”

“She’s a Cardian now.”

Leonis’s arrogant voice silenced not only the Marquis Montague but also the mumbling nobles.

“You don’t expect this to bring Cardian down, do you, Marquis?” Leonis said with a cold sneer.

His contempt was palpable as he gazed down at Marquis Montague, who is rather tall. It was impossible to envision a family that had just made an alliance through a wedding.

Marquis Montague was furious, his face flushed with rage, but Celia had already married Leonis. At this point, he couldn’t have asked Celia to return.

Marquis Montague clenched his teeth and stepped aside for half a step as Leonis moved with a frown on his handsome face. 

Leonis was tall and muscular, with a broad shoulder. He bumped into Marquis Montague, who didn’t budge a bit. As he pushed with all his effort, Marquis Montague took a couple of steps back and glared at the back of Leonis’s head. 

His cloak was flapping as he walked away from the ceremony.

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In the surrounding silence, she could hear the bonfire burning. It seemed like a crow was crying in the distance and she could hear a grassworm.

Snap.

Celia thought of the fireplace as the firewood burned. There was no fireplace in her original place, but this is a fantasy romance novel world.

Wouldn’t there be a fireplace in the duke’s bedroom? 

‘Huh?’

Celia was embarrassed to see another sight each time she opened her eyes in this world since the first time she did. She was taken aback when she turned around and saw a man dressed only in a shirt.