In the grand and lavish Twilight Theatre, the heavy curtains of gilded perilla have been removed and replaced with white curtains, the stage with a solid wood base has been temporarily transformed with a bright red carpet, and countless flowers and plants have adorned every corner of the venue, making the interior of this huge domed building look more like a garden.

The audience seats, which were originally closely connected, were divided into several areas by streamers and bonsai.

On the first floor of the theater, the middle area is occupied by the officials and knights of the Dusk West Knights, the left audience is occupied by guests from the Dusk City guilds, universities, alliances, and other institutions, and the right side of the audience is the most complex.

At the front of the audience on the right were the elves, orcs, and werewolves, who were in the front of the ranks because they had a numerical advantage in the Holy Cult.

Most of the Holy Army species in the middle part of the audience on the right are minotaurs, dwarves, lizardmen, etc., they have a small population, but most of them play a more important military role in the Holy Army.

The last part of the Holy Cult Army is a bit varied, such as harpies, rat-headed people, dwarfs, and so on.

Not only that, but the sitting and ordering between each species is also interesting.

For example, the elves sat at the far right front of the entire theater, making sure they were away from any humans.

The Minotaurs demanded that the dwarves not go near them, because "the dwarves always have a copper smell on them".

On the second floor of the theater, commonly known as the high podium, sat cabinet members from the town hall, the highest prefects of the Knights, shamans of the Holy Cult, and of course the Supreme Dildre, and the pearl of the entire kingdom, Princess Aurora.

In addition to these people, a special guest was invited to the wedding, the merfolk patriarch, Lady Rita.

The merfolk matriarch is stunningly beautiful, but the most amazing thing is that it only took a few months for her to transform the once desolate island of Waiheke into a new trading center for the entire kingdom.

When the sound of ancient woodwind music slowly sounds, the notes of the harp are like a flowing mountain spring in a stream, soaking everyone's body and mind.

Aurora, who was originally sitting in a chair, heard the music and quickly stood up and ran to the edge of the grandstand on the second floor, standing on tiptoe to see the situation downstairs.

"Sit back!" Dildre, dressed in full costume, glared at Aurora and whispered, "Don't forget the etiquette that was taught to you in your daily lessons!"

Cumberland, who had a white beard, waved his hand to the attendant, happily placed a footstool at Aurora's feet, and watched with a doting look as the princess climbed onto the stool and leaned on the railing.

Cumberland then smiled at Deirdre and said, "The princess is still young, and it is only natural that she likes to have fun. ”

Deirdre frowned, then nodded and said no more.

When Cumberland walked back, Prime Minister Emerson's eyes were looking ahead, but the voice could only be heard by the old knight: "She is the princess's mother, and your actions are tantamount to challenging her authority." ”

Cumberland sat down in his chair, folded his arms over his chest, and whispered, "She's not a queen yet." ”

Emerson turned his head in surprise, only to find his old friend's gaze on the last seat in the second-floor stands.

At the end of the back corner, Mary, who was in charge of the royal finances and was also the queen of the Holy Acropolis, was sitting in her seat, quietly flipping through the introduction book of the season's women's clothing.

She wore a slightly plain gown, with a long-brimmed women's hat that covered most of her face.

The whole person seems a little absent-minded, as if he is not interested in everything around him.

Emerson turned his head and lowered his voice: "I warn you, don't get in trouble. ”

Cumberland shrugged.

In the audience on the left side of the first floor, the human guests from Twilight West City were talking about the couple who had been united today.

"I've heard that some people in the city are already planning to propose to elven women. ”

"What's so good about marrying an elf woman?"

"According to the research of the University of Twilight, the age rate of elves is only one-fifteenth that of humans. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Imagine if you marry a human woman, when you are seventy or eighty years old, you will be confronted with the stinky face of an old woman when you come home, but if you marry an elf woman, she will always be young and beautiful. ”

Words like these were passed from one side of the theater to the other.

The elves sitting on the Holy Cult Army's seats, all of them had a blue face.

Some elves were angry, and the pale blue light on the surface of their bodies flickered and flickered, which was particularly dazzling in the dimly lit theater.

In such a strange atmosphere, with the urging of music, today's groom, Randall, finally came out of the backstage.

Perhaps because of his nervousness, Randall almost fell when he stepped on the stage. Qishu.com

This scene caused the humans in the audience to laugh.

Some of them whistled and shouted, "Relax! You're the luckiest guy in town today!"

The High Priest, who was in charge of the wedding ceremony, watched Randall walk up to him, and then he nodded to the celebrant beside him, signaling that the wedding could officially begin.

As the soothing music turns into a solemn hymn, the doors of the theater are slowly pushed open.

The first to walk through the door was a group of flower girls carrying wooden baskets, and these seven or eight-year-old boys and girls jumped into the venue while sprinkling the petals in the basket into the air.

On the red carpet with flower petals, a bride wearing a white wedding dress and a flower crown slowly walked towards the stage.

Seeing Barbara, who was wearing light makeup and like a fairy falling into the dust, slowly walking towards him, Randall's eyes widened, and he felt as if his breathing was about to stop.

Barbara's beauty shocked the entire wedding venue, and even the noble ladies who were usually quite confident in their appearance unconsciously lowered their heads.

Behind the bride, ten women from different races of the Holy Cult Army, wearing veils and holding the hem of the wedding dress for her, followed her and slowly walked into the venue.

Barbara walked onto the stage and, guided by the priests, stood opposite Randall, one hand resting on the Bible carved with the dragon's image, and the other gently caressing her lower abdomen.

The guests who got closer looked at the bride's wedding dress and found that her lower abdomen had risen slightly.

The rumor circulating in the market that the elf had conceived human flesh and blood had become an indisputable fact at this time.

The High Priest from the Twilight Cathedral nodded to the bride and groom, and then said, "Today, we are gathered together to witness the marriage of a couple. ”

"In the name of the supreme dragon god, the union of the couple is sacred, blessed, and not to be blasphemed. ”

"Although their races are different, their souls are the same children of the dragon god. ”

Barbara looked at Randall, a slight glint in her eyes.

At this moment, a female voice suddenly shouted from the stands on the second floor.

"Hurry up! Stop her! That woman is ......"

Everyone looked intently, and the person who shouted was actually Mary.

Before the words could be finished, an elven woman wearing a veil and holding a wedding dress in her hands suddenly rushed onto the stage and crashed directly into Barbara's arms.

This sudden scene caused everyone in the entire venue to scream in unison.

Carol, who was standing behind Randall, was the first to react, only to see him rush forward with an arrow and kick away the veiled elven woman.

First with his massive body in front of him, Carol then looked back, and the sight in front of him made his blood seem to freeze.

A dagger pierced Barbara's chest, blood gushing out, instantly dyeing the white wedding dress a blinding red.

Randall, whose face was as dead as ashes, fell to his knees and picked up Barbara, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Oh my God, no, no, it's all fake, it's not going to be like this......"

The whole venue was in chaos.

The female assassin of the elven species also ripped off her veil at this time, revealing her true face.

Jacqueline.

The elven woman who was once deceived and abandoned by human men.

Jacqueline fell to the ground, and the once beautiful face was now only viciously twisted: "Hahaha! I did it! I finally did it!"

"All human beings are vicious, unclean beings! To unite with them is blasphemy against God!"

Jacqueline struggled to sit up from the ground and cried out, "Your union, your child, that bastard, should be destroyed and cursed!"

Standing on the second floor, Cumberland kicked over his chair and yelled at the members of the Knights of the Twilight West downstairs, "You bastards! Are you all dead?!

Soon, the knights arrested the elven woman and escorted her out of the wedding venue.

But Jacqueline's hysterical laughter still echoed throughout the theater.