"Is there anything else going on?" I asked. It stands to reason that she shouldn't have come to me for such a trivial matter, she is not an ordinary ten-year-old girl.

"Ah, ah, ah, and, besides, you have to be nice to Sister Kirsten!" Veroya said in a bit of a panic.

"Of course." I nodded.

I'm a little surprised by Viroya's panickedness. But maybe it's just my delusion, I've had too many things lately, and I haven't had a good rest.

Bringing Viloya back to the kitchen, I continued to prepare for the wedding with Ferenville.

Truckload after cart of ornaments were delivered. Apparently needing to cash in on the importance it attaches to marriage, the Holy Kingdom has taken a collection of antiques and treasures from the depths of the church's treasury.

In order to avoid assassinations and the loss of these items, both sides sent troops to guard the surrounding situation. The Sanctuary City government even issued a local martial law order for this purpose.

Luckily, everything went very smoothly. After completing the escort mission, the army of the Holy Kingdom finally left a company of soldiers as representatives to remain near the embassy.

The rest of the troops returned to their bases in an orderly manner.

The current embassy of Rothir has been decorated like a splendid palace, with not only decorations provided by the Holy Kingdom, but also utensils representing the royal authority that came with the king of Rothir.

"Whew, it's finally over!" I collapsed on the couch in a flash. I've never felt the sofa so soft.

"Pay attention to the image brother, you are all people who are going to get married." Veroya pulled me and tried to pull me up, but she didn't have much strength and didn't succeed.

So she could only stare at me and force me with her eyes. I didn't know why, but I couldn't help but sit up and straighten out my messy clothes. Then I realized that she was not Aishuur, not my housekeeper.

She's Veroya.

"Okay, Veroya, stop making trouble, let my brother have a good rest." I said.

"No way!" Veroya shook her head, "You're the one who is going to enter the marriage hall, at least give me a good performance these days!" ”

"Okay, okay, brother promises you." Seeing her resolute look, I had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

"Well, that's my good brother!" Viroya happily hugged me tightly.

I don't know why she cares so much about this, maybe it's just some subconscious of Aishuur that is controlling the ten-year-old personality.

Subconsciously think of myself as my housekeeper... No, one could even say, it's my mother.

I hugged Viloya tightly, too.

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In a manor house on the outskirts.

Cecilia is helping Hecesia control the living alchemy matrix implanted in her body.

Originally, I thought that the Apostolic Council was just implanting an ordinary living alchemy matrix, but after some careful examination, it was discovered that this was actually a variant cultivated with the Black Water Reagent.

This variant possesses properties that no one can know, as each variant is unique to the Living Alchemy Matrix.

After the cultivation of the black water reagent, it will be highly connected to the spirit of the implantee, and in the research of the Privy Council, this variant will even be connected to the implanter's nervous system, achieving a true symbiotic relationship.

The only restriction on the use of this variant is that the implanted person must be Blackwater eligible. The black water reagent used must also be a black water reagent collected after several blood circulation dilutions by people of the same bloodline.

As a result, this variant was once considered impossible to be put into use.

Now, though, it seems to have a place to go.

That was Hecehijah. Her brother was qualified, and so was she. And the Apostolic Council had enough strength to get enough black water reagents diluted by Kimchi's blood circulation.

Its peculiarity does not allow Cecilia to judge by common sense. Although she is also an alchemist of the mechanical séance.

Now we can only probe step by step into its peculiarity, and its impact on Hecehijah.

So far, at least Hecehijah has been able to control his body and go about his life.

Originally, Cecilia did not plan to take Hecesia with him to Kimchi's wedding. However, because of Blackwater, Hecehia has an inexplicable dependence on her brother, whom she has never met a few times.

So I had to take her to the wedding with her under her constant begging.

Naturally, Ludwig and the family needed to be notified so that the safety of the mother and daughter could be ensured on the way.

So the night before Kimchi and Ferlenvinoer's wedding, a huge motorcade set off from the manor on the outskirts of the city towards the Rothesmine embassy in the Sanctuary City.

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On the day of the wedding.

I couldn't sleep last night, how old am I? Fifteen or sixteen? Getting married?

It's as incredible as I've been through a lot of battles.

I thought a lot, of the butler who took me into a nobleman's wedding scene when I was seven years old, to avoid the hunt, and to have a good meal by the way.

I can still recall the amazing feeling and the delicious snacks I had back then.

So what's going on here?

How did I become the one who wanted to marry the white wolf princess of the kingdom of Rothier?

It's like an absurd drama, comical and nonsensical.

"Get up, brother! I'm going to meet your mother today! Veroya's cry interrupted my confusion and brought me back to my senses.

"Oh oh oh, yes, I almost forgot!" I quickly got up and shook my dizzy head.

Viroya had already come to the bed with my clothes in her arms. I immediately dressed and followed Viroya, who was already waiting at the door, towards the outside of the embassy.

A group of guards followed me, ready to greet the throne.

Yes, my identity does not need to be hidden.

In this era when the hidden power is fully present, mundane things can only attract the attention of ordinary people, become headlines in some small newspapers, and then be turned into talking points by the people at the bottom.

As for the high-level leaders of various countries, they will not care whose child I am, nor will they care about the spiritual seat of the Spiritual Sect and who has eloped.

They won't use it to make a fuss. There is no real benefit to be made in doing so, and it is only a few words of good talk and resentment.

Not so with the Apostolic Council and the Holy Council. The former is obsessed with the immortal effects of the hidden power, and the latter has long ceased to care about it.

As for the assassins, there is no need for them to come now. The wedding is already underway.

All they care about is my mother, a séance-level alchemist, and I am the Blackwater Qualified, the future husband of the White Wolf Princess.

That's what matters.

Soldiers dressed in ceremonial uniforms lined up on either side of the red carpet.

My mother, Cecilia. Eldridge, the spiritual seat of the Cult of Spirits, a séance-level alchemist slowly stepped down from the limousine.

Behind her was my own sister, Heceshia.

I'm sure if it weren't for so many people watching, I would have walked straight up, hugged them, and had a good chat for the day.

But with so many people around and the next big things to do, I had to control the surging feelings in my heart and act according to the rules of the nobility.

"Welcome, my mother." I did the greeting ceremony of the nobles, which was a little rusty, but fortunately, ordinary people can't see it.

But my mother must have seen it, and I knew by looking at her that she was holding back her laughter.

My mother nodded and followed me to the embassy.

Hecesia looked at me with some curiosity, but her view was quickly blocked by Veroya.

Veroa immediately pulled Hecehia by the hand, and without the latter's refusal, she walked towards an empty room.

Mother knew who Veroya really was, so she didn't worry too much about what would happen to them.

But I think differently, I know the difference between Veroa and Eshuyor, but I also don't want to separate the private conversations of my two sisters.

You can only pray to the spirit lord and never break out into any conflict.

You must know that Veroa has the ability to love Shuur, and Hecethia does not look simple. If they disagree, the embassy may be demolished.

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The door was shut.

Veroya carefully looked at the Hecethia in front of her, who was two heads taller than her.

Wearing a white dress, like the purest lily.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Hessehia asked softly. Because I have only recently controlled the living alchemy matrix in my body, I am still a little dizzy.

"I'm Veroya. Eldridge, Kimchi's sister! Veroya crossed her hands and said majestically.

"Ah, when did my mother give birth to another sister?" Hessesia asked suspiciously, but soon she stopped wondering why, "Ah, hello then, Sister Veroya. ”

Hessesia reached out to touch Veroya's head, but the latter dodged her. Although there was some surprise, Hecesia still looked at Veroya with a smile, and really regarded her as a relative.

Looking at Hecehia like this, the slight hostility in Veroya's heart was quickly dispelled.

She took the initiative to lean her head over and let Hessesia touch it.

"Hesse, Sister Hesseia." She whispered, hugging her gently.

"Ahh I have a younger sister! Hecethia picked up Veroya directly. If Wei Luoya didn't have the body of a housekeeper, she might have broken bones if she were an ordinary person.

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Viroya pulled Hecethia out of the empty room, greeted us, and walked on the way to the kitchen. It looks like hessehia is going to eat something delicious with him.

I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the two of them are getting along well. I continued to talk to my mother about family matters.

There is still some time for me to talk to my mother, whom I haven't seen for years.