Faceless and ownerless, Sylvik stood in the middle of the hall of Byrne Cathedral in a daze, standing under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

Fooled... Fooled yourself.

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

Loren Turin... He had always been well aware of his weakness, and he knew how awkward his "enigma" identity was in the hearts of Byrne, and no matter how much the Turin family stressed, no matter how many victories he brought Byrne, this suspicion would never go away.

In normal times, the slightest suspicion was not a problem, but when he needed the absolute allegiance of Byrne to him, it became a problem that had to be resolved.

So he united with the Arles to find himself, let himself question in public on such a grand occasion, and then he used "ironclad evidence" to refute himself.

In this way, Loren easily made the voice of "suspicion" completely disappear, and no one dared to mention it again, and at the same time completely severed the Byron and the Holy Cross Church, and anyone who dared to speak for the church would be regarded as a "traitor to the Duke of Doubt"!

Kill two birds with one stone.

He even thought that this was probably just a tentative move by the other party, and did not hold out much hope, but only "instigated" it, leaving no evidence or traces.

And I couldn't wait to seize this "once-in-a-lifetime" opportunity......

The ashen Sylvik shuddered, and the gaze around him quickly changed from doubt and anger to gritted teeth of resentment and dismissive indifference.

"Lord Deacon Sylvik, you look tired. The indifferent Loren glanced at him, and the other party's body immediately shuddered.

Sylvik is finished, Loren thought to himself.

Even if he stabbed him to death with a sword now, there would be no objection from everyone present, but after all, today was Byrne's celebration and it was in the cathedral, and he couldn't embarrass Weber.

Killing him isn't enough to disgust you.

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

"Yes. ”

The respectful Principality Governor nodded, hiding the sneer on the corner of his mouth very well.

In the silent hall, the trance-like Sylvik was "dragged" out of the eyes of disdain and desperate to suppress anger, and the originally destroyed atmosphere seemed to be slightly reversed by the tragic fate of the church messenger.

"Guys—"

Loren deliberately raised his voice and looked around the hall: "Although there are some small misunderstandings with the messenger of the Holy Cross Church due to some personal reasons, these cannot hinder today's ceremony. ”

"In order to lighten everyone's mood, I officially announce to you the wedding of one man - please, Miss Lena de Salion of Golovin——!"

Hmm——?!!!

Countless pairs of stunned eyes stayed on Charlotte Turin's body for a moment, and then they all looked back behind her.

Outside the open main entrance of the church, a bright red carpet suddenly extended from the gate to the inside, splitting the crowd in two and stopping directly in front of the main altar.

And standing at the end of the carpet was a fiery red figure.

Looking at the face that was quite similar to the eldest princess of Fitlonai, but completely different, the Imperial Justice Victor Hughes sighed, walked out of the crowd, and took the initiative to step forward.

"Lord Severin de Salion is leading the army on the front line to confront the enemy, and there is no way to get out. The expressionless Victor looked into Lina's eyes and said softly: "By Your Majesty's imperial order, I will temporarily serve as your guardian, and I hope you don't dislike it." ”

"That's what the words are. ”

Lena de Salion's expression was very calm, and she smiled slightly and whispered: "I am not happy if that grumpy dead face can come." ”

The corners of Viktor's mouth moved, pretending not to hear, and he took Lena's arm and stepped side by side with her into the cathedral door.

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

But Lena didn't look back, as if she couldn't hear the voices at all, and her flushed cheeks were filled with a happy smile.

Isaac Grantham, who was smiling from ear to ear, was already standing at the end of the red carpet early, flanked by the equally smiling black-haired wizard, Al in and the solemn little priest Webb.

And, of course, the expressionless, grim Dalton Candle stood behind the three men.

Isaac's father had long since died, so the guardianship could only be held by Mentor Dalton, with Loren and Al Yin appearing as his "best men", and Minor Priest Webber as the officiant.

Victor Hughes walked to the front of the stage, handed Lina's hand to Isaac's arms with an expressionless face, and turned his eyes to Dalton Kander on the side, and the two people who also couldn't smile faced each other and nodded in understanding.

At this moment, the Imperial Justice turned his back to the newlyweds, facing the hundreds of guests in the hall, causing all eyes to involuntarily converge on him.

"On the orders of His Majesty Conod I, I hereby congratulate Lena de Salion and Isaac Grantham on their wedding, and send the blessings of the royal family of the Heavenly Dome Palace!"

In the atmosphere of surprise and joy, only Victor was heard to speak lightly: "Recognize Lena de Salion as a member of the thirteenth generation of the royal family of de Salion, enjoy the title of 'Her Royal Highness the Princess', and canonize as the Countess of the West Sackland Lakeside Manor, not hereditary, not inherited." ”

"Isaac Grantham, for his outstanding exploits in the Battle of Ebolden, officially canonized as an Imperial Knight in the name of Emperor Conod, enjoying all the rights of the Imperial nobility, enjoying the title of 'knight'!"

"From this day onwards, Sir Isaac Grantham has the right to establish a family coat of arms, to be included in the genealogy of the nobility of the Empire, and to have the coat of arms registered in the Imperial Heraldic Academy, which will be hereditary and passed down to show the Emperor's grace!"

The audience was in an uproar!

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

This is not just an honor of canonization - the vast majority of people present, especially the knights of Byrne, have only their own generation, and their descendants can only bear the title of "noble", and there are less than a hundred titles that can be hereditary in the entire Byrne!

And now, a wizard, a wizard from the countryside of Lothair, who has never had a drop of noble blood in eight lifetimes, has actually become a hereditary nobleman?

They say they are not jealous, but the demons do not believe!

The counts present and the envoys from all over the country heard another very important signal from this "canonization".

Emperor Conod, is this preparing to officially break the ban that "wizards are not allowed to canonize titles of nobility"?

Once Conod decides to do this, it is conceivable that in the next elven war, a large number of "wizard nobles" will rise - these people will become a thorn in the side of the church, and in the same way, this group of people will also become the diehards of Emperor Conod and the de Salion family.

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

One can imagine what kind of sensation this will cause in the imperial capital, in the Holy Cross Church, and throughout the whole empire!

And the wizards who learned of this would inevitably be grateful to His Majesty the Emperor, so that they had reduced their "life-saving grace" for Loren and Brandon before, and instead became eager to obtain official recognition and titles from the Emperor.

After all, even if Loren, the Duke of Byrne, can give them more, no matter how good the treatment, it is impossible to canonize them, it is the emperor's prerogative.

With a certain degree of worry, many people turned their eyes to the black-haired wizard on the stage, but they were surprised to find that the duke did not have the slightest worry about his friend being bought by the "emperor", but wanted to laugh, but he couldn't resist laughing.

How to describe it... Loren, who had a smile in his eyes, looked up and down at his friend in front of him, who was also smiling.

The Imperial Knight Isaac Grantham, simply "Sir Isaac", that's a ......

As soon as he thought of a certain "Sir Isaac" whose head had been smashed by an apple in his previous life, Loren felt an uncontrollable smile desperately rising up, making the corners of his mouth twitch constantly.

It wasn't until Charlotte and the little wizard glared at him left and right that the black-haired wizard smiled and stood in place.

As for Isaac himself ... He didn't feel much about it, except that "designing the family coat of arms" could arouse a little interest, and in his eyes, titles and titles were really not much different from dung, and Emperor Conod, who "rewarded" him with his title, was similar to a potato.

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

Anyone, if he wants to use wealth and title to win over this "megalomaniac", must be prepared to be mentally prepared to beat the dog with meat buns, and even not take it seriously by him at all.

"Guys—"

The smiling Bishop Weber stepped forward slowly, and his voice was not loud but clear, and it was conveyed to everyone's ears with unmistakable accuracy:

"Today we are gathered here, with the blessing of the Holy Cross, to witness the union of Isaac Grantham and Lena de Salion. ”

"The old scriptures say that we are born in the earth, we live in the land, and when we die the dust will return to the dust, and the earth will return to the earth—the honor, status, wealth, and legends of our life will not be with us. ”

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

With Weber's calm, seemingly emotionless voice and words, the atmosphere in the hall became very quiet.

So today, we wish the two newcomers together, and wish them to be like thousands of people who have lived in this world and finally turned into loess - admire each other, love each other, support each other, and carry each other with deep love for each other, to the road they have in their hearts. ”

Lowering his head slightly, Weber's calm gaze looked at the megalomaniac who was still giggling, and there was a hint of solemnity in his gentle voice:

"Isaac Grantham, from the day we met, I knew that you were a genius beyond all imagination, that your intellect would make you unspeakably arrogant, that you would neglect to communicate with others, and that you would look at the world with a calmer and more emotionless gaze. ”

"Therefore, now turn aside the wisdom bestowed upon you by the Holy Cross, and answer me without thinking......"

Isaac's brow furrowed, and he was about to refute the phrase "wisdom bestowed by the Holy Cross" when he heard Webber whisper: "Will you love her forever, will you love her forever?"

"Of course!"

Isaac, with his eyes wide open, replied in a tone that could not be taken for granted: "It's not a question at all, okay, can't you ask something constructive and meaningful?" For example, if I were you, I would ask...... Hey!"

"Lena de Salion. The smiling little priest Webber interrupted quietly, and ignored Isaac's protests, and met the girl's gaze with a calm gaze:

"We don't know each other, or even know each other, but even so, I can see in your eyes the wisdom of Isaac Grantham, and the courage and resourcefulness that life and experience have given you. ”

"You know how to defeat the enemy with words and gestures, and you know how to take advantage and avoid disadvantage, so... Now please put aside all the barriers in your heart, let go of all your guards, and tell me in your heart's best words......"

"Do you love him?"

"Love!"

A short word, but in the mouth of Lena de Salion, it was so sonorous and powerful, even Charlotte who was standing behind her was shocked.

Webber nodded solemnly: "Then I hereby announce that from today onwards, Isaac Grantham will officially marry Lena de Salion, and wish their love to be as unwavering as the earth!"

The corners of the groom's ...... mouth twitched, and a rare snicker appeared on the little priest's face, and he deliberately glanced at Isaac: "You can kiss the bride." ”

"You need to say it!"

Before the words fell, Isaac was like a fierce beast protecting him, holding the girl with eyes in his arms, and he didn't let go, as if he was going to rub her into his body.

The girl, who had no idea of refusing, also hugged his waist.

"Smack!"

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

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

In the cold winter of the new year, a "unique" wedding officially kicked off the Byrne celebration!

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