On the other side at the same time.

"Huh?"

Huberian let out a confused sound.

It was as if she had been in a long dream.

She dreamed that she was actually brought into a seventh-order shadow world by Lan Qi, and she became a demon princess and was protected by a ninth-order demon and locked up in the Demon King's Palace.

And when she woke up, she found herself in the royal capital of Ecrita.

Today is supposed to be a good day, just by looking out the window.

Ichrita's scene was still as antique, under the clear sky, she could see a blue and clear color through the glass window, and the sun warmed her skin on a spring day.

She herself was standing under the magnificent dome of the Cathedral of Ichrite.

Statues and murals of the gods seem to descend from the sky, quietly watching below.

Inside, there is an air of holiness in the air, and each piece of the deity is a testimony of time, and the pure white and pale gold flowers that cover the walls and arches create a dreamlike gallery.

And at the moment, she is wearing a style dress that she never wears usually, and she is holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

Dressed in the purest shade of white, the fabric is light and ornate with delicate lace and pearl embellishments, and the hem spreads softly like a light cloud on the carpet.

Looking further at the mural glass of the entrance to the church, she saw a faint reflection of her hair woven into a demure bun, inserted into the most treasured hair ornament of the Duke of Aransar's family.

"Can't you get sleepy at this time?"

A familiar voice came.

Huberian looked at it in a daze, and saw a man in an extraordinarily formal dress, and his demeanor would not make people feel a sense of distance.

"Father?"

Huberian took Duke Miya's arm and watched him.

With black hair and black eyes, he is incredibly handsome.

It was as if he had just walked into this church with himself.

Wait, isn't Duke Miyaya missing? And her best friend Ranchi, didn't she make an appointment with her to help her get her father back?

Huberian shook her head in confusion, not remembering the day it was a dream.

Sometimes the impression of the dream is too deep to tell whether it is a memory that has been experienced in real life or a trace left in a dream one night.

Hubertine looked unconsciously at the front side of the church.

She saw a silver-haired woman.

The woman, who was also dressed in formal attire today, met her eyes and raised her hand with a smile.

Hubert's eyes suddenly became a little sour.

Sure enough, it was a dream.

In reality, her mother did not abandon her at all.

"Hugh Baien!"

Epotia, who was in the church bench, waved at Hubertian, as if to cheer her on the events of her life.

Talia sat beside Evatia, eating the cake without distraction, and raised her head and waved at her.

Hubertian didn't know why Evatia was reacting this way at the moment, and she didn't know why she saw her father and mother every day at home, but it seemed like she hadn't seen them in many years.

She was suddenly a little afraid to talk to them more, afraid that she would not be able to distinguish between dreams and reality, and suddenly it would turn into a nightmare, and she would lose this intense and steady happiness again.

Not only that, but the church was full of Ixerita's friends she had known since childhood, and they all gave her sincere and friendly glances, as if they had no grudge against her.

It was so beautiful that she was even more carried away with it.

The bouquet in her hand trembled, obviously very light, but she couldn't hold it steadily, as if she didn't dare to take this happiness.

However, at this very moment.

Huberian seems to have finally realized an essential problem-

Why is she in the church of Ichrite today?

She turned abruptly and looked towards the end of the church.

On that side.

The crucifix in the center and the towering walls are filled with images of the gods, and the multi-colored glass windows refract the sunlight into countless dappled spots of light on the white and gold petals.

A figure stood under the cross, the corners of her mouth still mildly familiar to hers.

The white-gold flowers shine more vividly and brightly in the breeze, giving off a delicate and charming fragrance, and he stands at the end of those flowers.

Huberian felt like she had lost all her ability to think at this moment.

Yesterday, I was thinking about the wedding vows I had prepared for today, fearing that I would forget what I thought in my heart at a critical moment, or lose my usual dignified duchess demeanor.

As a result, when I was holding my father and walking into the church with him, I was so nervous that I almost forgot where I was, what I was going to say, and what day it was.

Huberian tried to calm the fluctuations of her heart with her breath, but to no avail, her body seemed to be out of control.

Only by staring at the glowing figure not far away could she truly settle down.

Huberian's inner tension began to ease.

She took a deep breath and prepared for that most important moment.

He followed Duke Miyaya until he came to a stop in front of Ranchi.

"I wish you happiness in your future life, God has guided you together, and your destiny alone will never be separated."

Miyaya carefully handed her daughter's hand to Ranchi, and with deep trust, blessed him with majesty and tenderness.

Huberian's hands trembled slightly, and in the solemnity of the Cathedral of Ixerita, she and Lanchi's fingertips touched as if to convey a silent vow.

She looked at Lanchi, wondering if it was a fantasy she had imagined in her mind, or if it was really him.

In the soft melody of the harp, the eyes of the two meet, and the moment seems to stand still in time.

The sun in the church shone on them, and the golden wings were like the blessing of the goddess of fate.

Ranch leaned over slightly, and Hubertarian felt him get closer, and could feel the other's heartbeat.

When she closed her eyes, ready to usher in this vowed kiss, her heart was about to jump uncontrollably.

She woke up from her bed suddenly.

“……？”

On this moonlit night bathed in the midsummer of July, in a spacious and lavishly furnished room on the top floor of the Seaside Villa Mansion, Huberian stood up and could see the starry sky and the bay outside the window.

Despite the darkness of the night, the bedroom was peaceful and welcoming thanks to the moonlight and a warm table lamp.

The silence is broken by a subtle sound—the gentle turning of the pages of a book sitting beside a tall wooden table.

Huberian looked stunned at the figure sitting in a chair not far away in the room.

He was dressed in a gray suit, as deep as the night sky, showing calm and elegance.

In this faint light, his figure appeared more straight, and his eyes were deep and contained the vicissitudes of wisdom of the years.

Sure enough, it was a dream, how could Ranch change into a white tuxedo and marry her, he would always only wear a dark suit, like a principal.

Huber thought to herself with relief, and exhaled a breath of air that was holding in her chest.

Finding Huber Ann awake, Ranch quickly looked at her.

"What's wrong?"

Ranch looked at her and asked softly, as gently and caringly as usual.

"Nothing!"

Hubertian recalled the residual memory of the dream just now, and suddenly felt the blood rush up her cheeks, and her eyes widened and she waved her hand.

Although I haven't seen Ranch for a long time, now that I finally meet him again and be here alone, there should be a lot to say.

But thinking back to what had happened in the palace this morning, the response she had shouted, and the dream she had just had, she didn't know how to communicate with Lanchi.

Obviously, the two of them can talk easily and naturally every day, but now they feel like they can't be alone with him.

"You, you didn't see my dream just now, did you?"

Huberian adjusted her mind for a moment, calming her rapid breathing and heaving chest, and finally looked at him again, asking tentatively.

"It's been a long time since I brought you out of the fallen Gentle Township Enchantment, but seeing that you don't seem to be resting very well these days, I haven't woken you up to sleep."

Lanch put down the spine of the book he was holding in one hand, walked to the chair beside Hubert's bed, sat down, and spoke to her.

He had already dealt with the accident that happened this morning, and after everything was over for a while, he took Huber back to the mansion across the bay, and Luo Qing also personally helped him send the princess over, and asked him to take care of the princess.

If it weren't for an emergency, Ranch wouldn't interfere with other people's dreams.

The last time she didn't wake up Huberian on the fourth floor of the prison, she would have been trapped in a dream until her soul melted, but this time Caliella had finished her magic and was no longer harmful to Hubertarian.

He simply let Huberian get a good night's sleep and watch over her in the room.

"By the way, what did you dream about?"

Lanch asked curiously.

It stands to reason that this time Huberian's dream should be the same as the last time.

But judging by her reaction just now, it seems that there is something she doesn't want him to see.

"Whew!"

Hubertarian looked at Lanchi's face up close, her gaze involuntarily looked at his lips, and suddenly her cheeks turned red again, and she picked up the quilt to cover her face, avoiding Lanchi like an ostrich.

(End of chapter)