Hart held out his right hand. Leonard quickly kissed the ring on his right hand, which represented allegiance.

Hart patted him on the shoulder and led him to the door.

The waiter opened the door at the same time.

"Maybe one day I'll need your help, and that day may never come, but until that day comes, please accept this justice."

"Thank you, Godfather." Leonard said gratefully.

"You're welcome."

Leonard turned to go out, but at some point, two people stood in the hallway outside the door.

One is a young man who looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other is a white-haired young man, although he looks very young, but his temperament is like an ancient tree that has lived for hundreds of years, full of a sense of time, making it difficult to see the age.

"Mr. Char!"

Hart's eyes lit up at the sight of someone coming.

Is it someone you know, Leonard thought to himself.

He looked at Hart, at this Sahilian legend.

In his impression, the godfather has always been moody and unsmiling.

It was the first time he had seen him look like that.

Not only him, but the two mafia members in the office who were responsible for keeping Hart safe were also a little novel.

"Why are you here?" Hart said happily.

Char shook the invitation card in his hand, "Didn't you invite me here?" ”

"Come on, come in."

Hart led Char into the office, and instead of sitting in the office chair, he gestured to the two mafias sitting on the sofa.

The two of them hurriedly got up.

Hart sat on one side of the couch, while Char sat on the other side of the coffee table.

Leonard came to his senses, and when he saw this, he knew that he shouldn't stay any longer, and he bowed to Hart.

"See you at the wedding, then, godfather."

With that, he withdrew from here.

The black-clothed waiter on one side came over with a teapot and was about to pour tea for Hart and Char, but then, Hart took the teapot from his hand and poured Char a cup of tea himself, and then poured it for himself.

The two young mafias on his side raised their eyebrows slightly, and they glanced at each other, but still did not speak.

Char picked up the tea on the side of the table, took a sip and said with some curiosity, "That person just now, why did you call you Godfather?" ”

Hart's cheeks lifted slightly, revealing a light smile, "There is an old saying in Sasili: the world is too dangerous, and a child must have two fathers.

Therefore, when the child reaches a certain age, the father of the child will ask a local person of prestige and authority to act as the child's godfather.

Many people will choose me.

The Church Father is the protector and second guardian of the baptized.

The organization protects the civilians here and becomes their protector, so even some adults still call me the Godfather. ”

Char's eyes flashed with a momentary glint.

"I've sent a lot of people to you in the past few years to give you some small gifts." "But I couldn't find the location of your garden."

I also had the mentality of giving it a try, and I asked someone to send this invitation, but I didn't expect you to really come.

Frena was lucky.

You can come, and her wedding will be more meaningful. ”

"I prefer purity." Char said.

He gestured to Arthur beside him, "He's my student. ”

"He called. Arthur. ”

Hearing the name, Hart's eyelids closed and his gaze shifted to Arthur's.

On the night of Frena's accident, the woman that Mr. Char brought with him, Hart is still impressed, not only by her appearance, but also by her possible identity.

After that, Hart learned about the legend of King Arthur in detail, and even went to the imperial capital to try the sword in stone.

Apparently, though, he didn't pull it out.

Now, Mr. Char happens to have a guy named Arthur next to him, and he is also his student, which is hard not to relate.

Hart's eyes lit up as he looked at the mafia on one side and motioned for him to come over.

The mafia stepped forward slowly, bowed his head, and Hart whispered something in his ear.

Then the mafia walked out, and a moment later he walked in with a musket.

The firecracker is very delicately made, with a lot of gold and precious stones on it.

"This firecrackle was given to me by a friend of mine in Europe, and I like it very much."

He looked at Arthur and said softly.

"Come here, kid."

Arthur walked over, and Hart handed him the firebolt.

"Now that it belongs to you, show this firearm to anyone who is Mafia, and tell them what you need, and they will meet you."

Arthur glanced at Char, and after seeing that his expression had not changed, he took the firecracker, and then played with it in his hand with some joy.

And at this moment, Char slowly spoke, "Actually, in addition to coming to this wedding, I have one more thing. ”

"You say." Hart said.

"This kid, can I leave you here for a while?"

Hart's eyes opened slightly.

And Char said with a light smile, "I have already taught everything that should be taught, but he still has the last lesson yet, that is, people's hearts." ”

"The human heart." Hart was thoughtful.

"I hope you can teach him that." Char said, "And I think you're a perfect fit."

The future of the Britannians is ultimately up to the Britannians, isn't it? ”

Hart obviously understood the pun in Char's last sentence, and he confirmed his guess at this moment, and he looked at Char again, his eyes flashing.

"Since it is Mr. Char's request, then I will naturally not refuse."

Hart looked at Char and hesitated.

"It's like, I have a reluctant request, I wonder if you can agree?"

Char raised her eyebrows, then smiled, "What? ”

"Now that you're here, can you please be Frena's witness?" Hart smiled, "As the most distinguished person present, it is only fitting that you should be this witness." ”

Char thought for a moment and said, "I don't have a problem, isn't this kind of thing done by priests?" ”

"I think he'll agree." Hart said.

Char drank all the water from the teacup in his hand, "When will it start?" ”

This obviously meant that the representative agreed, and Hart was very happy, with a happy smile on his face, and he hurriedly said.

"At noon, I'll take you to meet the bride and groom."

As he spoke, he stood up and stretched out his hand to gesture out the door.

Char stood up and walked out with him, followed by Arthur.

The two mafias glanced at each other, and although they had a lot to say, they immediately followed.

They reached the first floor of the mansion, where Frena, dressed in a wedding dress, was standing in the courtyard with her husband to greet the guests.

Frena was still as beautiful as she had seen it at first sight, talking and laughing with the guests, and although there was still a trace of sadness in her eyes, her mood was much more relaxed.

The man was a handsome young man and a Celtic, but his right sleeve was empty, and he looked like a disabled person.

"Gray and Nick are pursuing Frena together." Hart said slowly, "However, Freyna preferred Nick, so Gray quit voluntarily.

Later, after Frena's accident, he was one of the people who killed the mongrel.

On the day the lieutenant colonel went crazy and kidnapped him, we locked him in the house and didn't let him out.

Because of his own reasons, three people died, and he blamed himself and was depressed for a while.

I asked him to stay with Frena, and the two wounded souls were redeemed in each other and healed each other.

Later, on the day of Sasili's general assault on West Farland's army, he rushed to the front and was hit by a shotgun that nearly cost him his life.

Frena had been watching over him at his bedside.

It also seems that because of Frena, he managed to walk back from the border of hell, although his right hand is gone, but fortunately the person is still alive. ”

Char nodded, "Very upright and courageous. ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have felt comfortable marrying Frena to him." Hart looked at Frena with deep eyes, "After her father died, I was her only relative, and her soul has a lot of gaps, and I will not allow anyone to hurt her again." ”

Char smiled, "You're a good godfather. ”

Hart let out a light breath of cloudy air.

"The recent times have become more and more turbulent, and I don't know how long I can maintain such stability."

"The answer to this question has to be answered by that child." Char said,

Hart turned his gaze to Arthur, who was eating cake not far away.

The wedding of the couple was not held in the church, but in the courtyard outside the house.

The previous church was destroyed in a bombing three years ago, and it has not had time to rebuild it since.

Char changed into a very clean white magic robe and stood on top, and the man stood beside him and waited quietly.

The neatly arranged seats below were filled with guests, all of whom looked at Char with some curiosity.

Because most of them here know who the original witnesses of this wedding were.

It was a priest who had been invited by the godfather from Rome.

At this moment, the priest was sitting in the first row, next to the godfather's seat, looking at Char on the high platform with a resentful expression.

It is very rare for many weddings to change witnesses after they have been appointed.

In fact, the newcomer was also confused, but they also respected Hart's choice.

Soon, with the singing of the choir on one side, the wedding officially began.

First, the groomsmen and bridesmaids entered together, standing in two rows on either side of Char.

Then, everyone got up from their positions and faced the aisle together.

Accompanied by the music, Hart slowly walked into the arena with a smile on his face, holding Frena's hand, the snow-white veil and the pure long skirt dragged on the grass, elegant and holy.

Soon, the bride came to the high platform, and after hugging Hart, Frena took Gray's hand and stood in front of Char.

Char took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today for the wedding of Mr. Gray Haru and Miss Frena Valentine.

Marriage is the sublimation of love and mutual trust. It requires not only lifelong love between the two parties, but also lifelong mutual trust.

Today, Mr. Haru and Miss Valentine are here to solemnly announce their commitment to each other of their love and trust.

Char looked at Gray, "Mr. Haru, would you like to marry Miss Valentine as your wife?"

Whether in good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sorrowful, will you love her unreservedly and be faithful to her forever?

Gray looked at her with soft eyes, "I do." ”

"So, Miss Valentine, would you like to marry Mr. Haru and make him your husband?

Whether in good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sorrowful, will you love Him unreservedly and be faithful to Him forever?

Frena smiled, "I do." ”

Arthur walked over with two rings and stood in the middle of the couple.

"There are now two rings here, which are symbols of marriage, and their perfect rings represent life and love, symbolizing eternal love.

Ask both of you to put rings on each other. ”

Gray and Freyna each put the ring on each other, but fortunately the wedding ring was on the ring finger of the left hand, otherwise it would have been a little embarrassing.

Char smiled, "Okay, from now on, the two of you will be legally husband and wife." ”

In fact, Char used to be a marriage witness, after all, when your major is not easy to find a job, you always need to know more skills.

After the wedding, it was time for luncheon, but apparently, Char had no intention of attending.

The solemn and sacred singing was transformed into melodious and cheerful music at the end of the wedding, and people danced and sang happily on the lawn.

With cheers, Char took Arthur aside to give some explanations.

"Next, I'll lock off all entrances, and you won't be able to find any more entrances to the castle."

Arthur was stunned for a moment, but then, when he reacted, he was almost visibly panicked, "Teacher! ”

"Because of my presence, you don't have any sense of urgency in whatever you do.

Because you always believe that I will definitely cover for you in the end.

It's not a good thing to be overly dependent on me, Arthur.

You have to learn to be independent and learn to be self-reliant. ”

"But. . . But," Arthur's eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked, "that's my home." ”

Although he seems mature now, he is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.

"That's your home." Char said in a soft voice.

"I didn't say you can't go back, at least the fate between us hasn't come to an end."

"Kid." Char's voice was low, "People always have to go through many partings in their lives, and they always have to experience growth.

But sometimes, a short parting is for a better encounter.

Think of everything you saw in that ghetto, think of the father and son, if you want to change that, you have to learn to be independent.

If one day, you feel that you can bear this fate, you want to meet us.

You'll head to the Imperial Capital, to the Baal Cathedral.

There, you'll get the answer to everything. ”

"I don't understand." Arthur said confusedly.

"When you get there, you'll understand."

Char muttered softly, and before Arthur could come to his senses, he slowly disappeared in front of him.

(End of chapter)