487 The ritual is a festival.

Through the boundaries of the moss square.

Through the umbrella of a spiritual tree that extends greatly into the sky, to the sky above the dragon forest.

The space nearby swayed just for a moment.

It was Niemia and Mr. Ashel who emerged from the end of the sway.

On Mr. Ashel's head, it felt like I was on Old Sleighsta's head, and the women were on it.

Even in the distance, dragon-headed eyes capture everyone firmly.

Mistral costumes, like squares, triangles, and many other patterned fabrics wrapped around your body.

It looks like a traditional Dragon tribe costume, plain but unique in beauty.

"The pattern of that fabric has been handed down in each household by the ancestors who have bonded with their families so far. Father and mother, each taking over the pattern of lineage inherited by the child together. The pattern increases with each generation, and the fabric takes longer. Many patterns, long fabrics, represent the prosperity of their lineage"

Old Sleighsta taught me.

Besides his unique ethnic costume, Mistral wore qualitative but nice bracelets and collars. They are all shredded of jade, crystals and other ore, which, although not brilliant as gemstones, are well suited to quality-loving mistrals.

And he wore the same forehead decorations as my crown.

"Thy crown and the crown of Mistral are one in two. Dragon king and dragon princess used to come together. Take care, it is the treasure of the Dragons."

"Thank you"

The delicate forehead decoration of the silver workmanship was embedded with the same jewels as my crown, glittering.

And to the right of the Mistral, dressed in the traditional costume of the Dragon Nation, is Luiseine.

She, too, was dressed in an elegant but beautiful costume.

A witch is a witch at all times.

Like the usual witch outfit, a jacket that folds in front of me and a pair of clothes that I wear. However, it is usually two or three layers of clothing, whereas today the costumes are folded multiple times.

"The design is very different from Keeli and Inea, who were the same witch who performed the ritual of marriage first."

"I guess so. Louiseine's costume is the same as yours, and seems to contain the rework of the chief of the Beast Clan. It resembles a costume worn by a noble witch king at a ceremony."

The multilayered costumes do not contain flashy patterns or embroidery. The extent to which there is a beautiful pattern in the cuffs and a little bit.

And he was weaving translucent feathers from the top of his costume.

The feather had a long hem, windy and shaky.

Mistral and Luiseine that are qualitative but create a unique atmosphere.

The other three go the opposite of these two.

Next to Mistral's left, there's a lila in a bright red costume.

It looks like a shy lila, fully armed with costumes from the neck down. The skin is not even slightly exposed, perfect.

Your hips are squeezed tightly so as to accentuate your big breasts. A luxurious costume with a fluffy hem from there to your feet.

It is based on red, with plenty of gold and silver yarn used for collar neck, hem, etc.

Besides, that's not all.

He's wearing a big balls neckline or sewing jewelry into his costume.

King...... Again, you did too much!

Was there anyone to stop it?

Or if Lyla's embarrassed too, you can tell her to keep it modest.

Well, can't you tell me?

Because it was the king of the kingdom of Jortenitos who prepared the costume, wasn't it? And it's Lila, isn't it?

And it's Ufiria who's graciously holding Lyla's right hand in embarrassment.

Nina is next to Louiseine to the left.

These two......

Beautiful.... of course.

After all, is that what you expected?

A twin princess dressed in the exact same costume. I wondered if sunny clothes would differentiate, but I'm totally with you.

Well, that's good...

These two are wearing outrageously high-exposed costumes!

Unlike Lyla, who perfectly concealed her skin from her neck below, she still shows her skin.

The white based costume opens wide on the chest and the brown chest with an active impression is likely to drop zero.

Plus, narrow hips, just like Lyla. However, the opposite is true from there. Next to the costume, narrow enough to see the contours of the legs, was a large cut in. The cut in has reached half the thigh, and the glossy legs are popping out feeling like it's probably because I made the costume too thin.

I think the ritual of marriage is sacred, are you okay with such a colorful costume!?

Or do you want the skin exposure to be just before me?

"Hmm, it's a sucker."

"Wow. Grandpa, don't read the weird part."

It's the costume of Ufiria and Nina, whose colour came forward, but there's still the princess of the kingdom of Armuard.

The costumes, coloured with gems and embroidery no less than Lyla's, are so beautiful.

Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel were flying at very low altitudes over the dragon forest.

I was watching everyone from above Old Sleighsta's head, but the women were watching me too.

My gaze overlaps over the sky, and my stubborn grin overflows.

Guys, it's very, very beautiful.

It makes me too happy to make a small leap when I think about leaving the beauty to herself and finally getting married.

"Come on, it's over the capital. You're gonna have to smile."

"Happy hemming."

Niemia is flying ahead, as she leads Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel in low altitude flights.

On Niemia's back, there was a cute costume Priscia crossing.

Priscia is wearing the costume she wore for the day.

But I guess that'll get dirty with food and dirt in half a day.

Your mother would be sad.

While I can't believe it, I'm going into the sky over the king's capital.

People who unfortunately were not invited to the wedding ritual to be executed in the hunting grounds of the Fei Long.

People who live in Wang Du. People visiting for work or sightseeing. Someone who happened to be staying or about to travel.

Everyone was coming out outdoors and looking up at formation flights woven by ancient species of dragon tribes.

Old Sleighsta with giant bodies like Oyama. Mr. Ashel, who is small around one, but still looks like a dragon clan lined up to be a child dragon. And Niemia, smaller than the two, but bigger than the regular dragon clan.

Three giant dragons fly at low altitudes, but no gusts wind.

That's the Dragon Clan of the ancient species.

It perfectly controls the atmosphere with dragon art.

Thanks to this, we can see the faces of the people of the King's capital.

The people of the earth seem to see us.

A giant dragon in pitch black and a hanging voice called "Dragon King" or "Elnea" when you look at me standing on its head. "It's a legendary dragon," cries a moving cry.

The beautiful, long tips of her body hair dye peachy, Mr. Ashel and the people who saw the women cheer as "princesses," "dragon princesses," "witches," and "guardian dragons of Yortenitos".

And then Niemia and Priscia, who were going to lead the way, also had voices that were "cute" and "come here".

We wave overhead to respond to people's cheers. [M]

And I sprinkled a bunch of candy wrapped in paper.

Anything, do the Ear Elders make candy and distribute it during these celebrations?

It seems to give everyone the taste of a sweet couple.

I let candy, which the ear elders had prepared beforehand, fall like rain.

The people on the ground pick up candy with joy, fussing about it.

After flying over the King's Capital while raining candy.

The leading Niemia finally feathered for the venue of the Fei Long's hunting grounds.

When we fly away.

Cancer, cancer, and bells ringing all over the king's capital.

King's capital on the way to reconstruction. Great temples, small temples and subdivisions where reconstruction is going on. or from the royal palace.

Moving north through the gospel where I think the bells are ringing all over the Wang capital, the venue where the rite of marriage is performed approached.

From far behind, the gospel rings forever.

And the venue also received the tone of blessing.

It sounds light and cool, unlike the bells of the king's capital.

Witches from the kingdoms of Armuad and Yortenithos, who came to the venue for support, ring a bell in their hands. The priests, Shirin, Shirin and the scepter.

To match the sacred tone, the sound of drums and whistles rang out.

Royal palace orchestras and troupes play instruments.

Plus, the Beasts and the Warcraft howl, and the Dragons roar.

What a noisy welcome, but it had a pleasant sound to my ears that were strange and harmonious.

Now swirl the venue sky at low altitude.

Niemia leads the way, followed by Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel in line.

Then you couldn't stand it, Fiorina and Reem came up in the sky and chased after you.

Niemia slows down to fit the little one.

"It's fun to follow."

I don't know, even Lily tracks me down.

When this happens, it is the Dragon clan who will be unable to get their hands on it.

Levaria jumps up, humming her nose.

All right, he's gone, and the Fei dragons winged at the same time.

"Damn, only you guys are sloppy"

"Ha-ha-ha, you guys are crawling around on the ground."

"If we get close to the water, I'll let you know."

In the sky and on earth, the dragons make noise.

Come on, you can't fight.

If we weren't close, Terru would punish us, and when we jumped the dragon mind, the dragon clan blued his face at the same time.

It's just that the dragons want to fly with us, and they're behind us.

Venue skies filled with hundreds of flying dragons.

Take the brightly colored dragon clans and slowly swirl around, letting everyone in the room see us clear.

Sigh of exclamation, cheer of blessings, praise, smile of labor.

I smile at the strange curses and jealous screams I hear from time to time.

"Come on, let's make a landing. Everybody get back to where you came from."

After swirling over the venue for a few weeks, I urge the Fei Dragons.

Were the Fei Dragons satisfied or went down to earth?

Finally, here we go.

Everyone on the ground was neat, too, to assume that this was the ritual's real thing to come.

The growling and howling stops and the performance ends.

Shirana, Shirana, and only the bells held by the witch quietly spread to the venue.

For starters, Niemia, who led me, began to descend.

Quietly descend onto the stage set in front of the Spirit Tree.

Niemia quickly turned smaller as she lowered her back, Priscia. And then it moves over Priscia's head. Right next door, Ares revealed herself.

Priscia is held back by Ares as she is, moving behind the stage, by the trunk of the spiritual tree.

The two young girls had beautiful crates of black lacquer.

Next, there are three shadows coming up to the stage.

One is Master Jabalayan, the elder of the Beast tribe.

Similar to the witch-head outfit, but somehow wearing a different costume, he holds a large three-day moon-shaped cane.

The second is Grandma Yuri, the Great Elder of the Ear Elders.

He holds a long wand made of branches of a spirit tree in the costume of a dark green ear elder clan.

What a third, giant demon king.

A costume that is luxurious but calm. However, he carries a crooked, pitch-black demon sword on his hips.

When the three of them lined up next to Priscia and Ares, Old Sleighsta and Mr. Ashel finally landed on the ground.

Two divine dragons landing on either side of the stage, raise their arms.

I'm Sleighsta, on old hands. The women get in Mr. Ashel's hands and go down to the stage.

Then, slowly, we moved forward and joined in the middle of the stage.

At the venue, only the sound of the bell was streaming like a breeze.

Everyone who gathers for us this day is quietly paying attention to us on stage.

I saw Mistral. Next, Louiseine and Lyla. Finally, I slowly move my gaze to Ufiria and Nina.

The women were looking at me alone.

"Well, let's get started"

"Turn yourself right and calm your heart."

From behind me came the low, harsh voice of old Sleighsta. From behind the women, Rin's voice pours down.

And the ritual of our marriage began.

I calm my heart and desperately quench my trembling breasts.

A different tension than before the battle. In a stage surrounded by sacred signs, the atmosphere is such that you have to move with great care to the tip of your finger.

Correct your posture and wait for Old Sleighsta's next word.

"You will live your whole lives together as a family more than this. But there shall be no need to swear one another love. We will be our witnesses, and we will see the end of you."

An ancient species of dragon, with a much longer life span than a person. The Great Elder of the Ear Elders. Elders who have transcended the life expectancy of the Beast Nation. And the oldest demon king.

Being a witness to our marriage and watching over us.

In front of this man or dragon, there is no need to speak of love.

We swear by heart, even if we don't put it to words.

My mouth can spit lies, but my heart is always true.

Before this extravagant witness, words were unnecessary.

It just might not be enough for the people watching over me.

"Now let me give you a lifelong trial. O Elnea, keep loving your wife forever. Mistral, Luiseine, Lyla, Ufiria and Nina. Keep loving Ernea forever. Do you agree to take this test before us?"

"I accept. I will love my wife forever."

"" "" "I swear. We will love Ernea forever" ""

Everyone's voice, it overlapped beautifully.

My vows and everyone's vows echoed throughout the venue where the attendees watched quietly.

"Good. We have seen your readiness. Beyond this, you will walk together in misery, and you will survive a long and difficult trial. Let us watch and bless."

"Show this Ashel something called the love of those who transcend race. That way, let's reach out to the hardships that hit us."

"Jabalayan says: You will be witnesses to happiness for as long as you can."

"Yuri will see it through. Hey. Until the end comes, your love."

"Let the Demon King swear. Keep an eye on their bonds."

Your love, forever. Finally, Old Sleighsta growled heavenly when he squealed so in a low sounding voice. Mr. Ashel growled together, creating multiple ripples of air in the sky, spreading everywhere.

Blessings are raised simultaneously from the venue.

The applause and cheer echo and bless us.

I can't believe you're blessed by so many of us. This is where our hard work, our misery, the path we've taken.

There's something coming up in my chest. But no tears came to me.

Strange, makes a sunny smile.

Everyone was just like me, wrapped in a happy smile, not tears.

"Now exchange the proof of love. Am I getting ready?

In an unstoppable applause and cheer, Old Sleighsta urged us with a grin.

Grandma Yuri urged me to come to us with Priscia and Ares, who had refrained before the Spirit Tree.

I took something out of the crate Ares offered me that I was preparing for this day.

Everybody, take something out of the crate that Priscia brought.

Me and everyone saw the "proof of love" that we've been getting ready for each other, and it just blew out.

Everyone in the venue looks at us laughing at each other on stage wondering what we are.

I had a five-man protective gear in my hand.

A necklace made of jewels and balls, focusing on the jewels of spiritual trees. Rustic protective equipment, tied with a thousand hands of spider thread.

Race, position, identity. Everything's different, my daughters. I came up with something that they deserved equally.

An ornament with my thoughts in it. The treasure of the Spirit Tree with the power of the Spirit Tree and the power of the Spirit Tree shines beautifully green, with the thought of protecting everyone, the dragon qi and even Ares working together.

So you've been preparing for this ornament since you started training dragon sword dance at the root of the spirit tree at the end of last year.

Don't tell everyone.

But it looks like everyone was thinking the same thing about me.

The ornament that everyone took out of the crate that Priscia had was a necklace just like mine.

The treasures of the spirit tree, elaborated with dragon qi and power, shine in seven colors.

The power, of course, was included by Luiseine. Dragon Qi can clearly feel signs of Mistral, Lyla and Ufiria. And it was Nina who elaborately braided these four powerful personalities.

"Maybe that's why we've all been stuck in our rooms in order for a long time?

That's what I'm talking about.

Since last year, I thought you were working in confidence with me. [M]

Apparently, he was making this.

We look at each other's gifts and laugh at each other.

Don't keep your mind connected.

Sleighsta, you're right.

After all, we don't have to exchange words, but we're connected.

We reach out to replace each other's protective gear while we smile. [M]

Let's start with everyone.

When I lowered my head, they all hung protective gear around my neck.

It's my turn next. [M] I thought, "Everyone knelt before me."

Everyone is looking up at me.

First, I put protective gear around Mistral's neck. Next, Luiseine. I hung up with Lyla, Ufiria and Nina.

When you're done hanging up, everyone gets up again.

And when we looked at each other again, we all hugged each other.

Also, the great blessing cheer and applause rings.

We hold each other and wave on stage to share happiness. [M]

Neither strict nor sacred.

A very noisy ritual of our marriage, like a festival.

This marriage ritual is unprecedented.

But this is good.

Mistral of the Dragon Nation.

Luiseine the Witch.

The princesses Ufiria and Nina and Lila, once treated as ordinary people.

And me, the common man!

This is a special, handmade festival just for us.

Well, I got out of hand and everyone helped me.

Every corner of the wide venue was filled with blessing cheers.

The dragons and warcraft who said it was a wedding are blessing us.

Terlu is celebrating by waving his hand that can't be counted.

Sara, the spiritual tree is rocking the branches and rejoicing with me.

Priscia and Ares jump like fun when they can be around us, and Fiorina and Reem come up on stage and float.

The lively rituals, in which large numbers of people participated, have become festive at once.

"Buhhhhhh!!

But the sneeze that smashed everything hit us.

With the blast, a massive runny nose pushes from behind me.

"Guys!

The instant time before the impending blast and snot floods reach this way.

But enough respite for those of us who have survived the war.

Get together quickly, not just for us, but for the little ones.

Emergency exit, space jump activated!

"Ha ha. I just thought about it, Grandpa. We're always connected. [M] And you'll see what Grandpa does to you."

We escaped just before we were swallowed by a flood of snot, and in an instant we were moving to Lily's back.

This is the kind of occasion that I've read from the beginning that Old Sleighsta is definitely going to play a prank.

The reason I've been quiet lately is because I've been targeting this opportunity with tiger vision, right?

Looks like everyone expected it too.

Quickly retreating, we were able to avoid the horrible situation of running out of nose on a clear stage.

Except.

"Grandpa..."

"Kid..."

The flood of Sleighsta's old nostrils was unleashed at us standing on stage. But we weren't the only ones ahead, Mr. Ashel was there, and there were giant demon kings nearby.

"No... this is some kind of mistake... ahhh!

Mr. Ashel, who receives a runny nose directly from the front, relentlessly bites Old Sleighsta in the neck.

And a giant demon king with all his nostrils hung his hand on a pitch-black demon sword.

"Wait, wait, that won't go out of style. Bye. Ahhh."

You deserve it.

Even though it's a festival ritual, it's too much.

We are thrilled by the scene.

But everyone in the venue was relieved to open their mouths in a uniform manner.

Apparently, the irritation was strong for those unfamiliar.

The festival is still going on.

If you're overwhelmed by this, you'll have a tough time ahead. and we laugh at Lily's back.

And after this, Old Sleighsta was badly punished by the demon king of the giant.