Beams of flickering fire erupted above the armor.

The orange hellfire twisted its body like a monstrous demon, igniting the dry and cold air of the armored Western Circumference.

With Victor as the center, the flames spread towards the Western Zhou.

The lawn and the wedding scene were engulfed in flames in an instant, transforming the entire warm and peaceful venue into a sea of fire.

The staggered orange glow became more and more blurry, illuminating the front yard of the manor, as if daylight had fallen.

The knights in the audience widened their eyes and froze in place, speechless in astonishment.

This..... What's going on!?

Their eyes were focused on the red armor, and the flowing lines on their chests were like those of a hellish ghost with teeth and claws.

The ferocity and murderous aura rushed over for the first time, which was shocking.

The brilliance of light reflected in their eyes, and the trembling pupils exuded obvious shock.

This light, this power......

I'm grass, what a cool armor!

Fortunately, there was also a sane knight who reacted quickly, and after a few seconds of shock, hurriedly appealed:

"Quick, let's put out the fire first!"

The sudden fire raged like a wild beast throughout the manor.

Even the jungle and lawn of the Western Zhou Dynasty were engulfed in flames, and the light gauze white cloth turned into a scorching tongue of fire.

In just a few minutes, the huge Delin Mansion suddenly broke out into a fire, and chaos became a mess.

Xiang Zilan stood in place, her eyes reflecting the flames of madness.

The pupils that were erected like cats also trembled slightly, filled with a strong shock.

Hair...... What happened?

A constant buzzing echoed in her ears, and her mind went blank.

The ferocity of this monstrous fire even made the cat lady forget for a moment that she could also use magic.

Until now, Xiang Zilan is still a little confused.

She was absolutely sure that the man who had been with Gwen just now was her master.

She would never be mistaken about the unique smell.

What's more, she knew the armor.

As a cat lady who came out of Cravenna's house, Xiang Zilan was deeply impressed by the armor.

She still remembers that when she was a child, she even pushed the small cart herself and pushed the armor from the mansion to the field.

After that, he received bad news from Miss Leah's master.

It's just that...... Why did the owner of Victor put on that armor and set the wedding scene on fire?

Suddenly, the servants of the mansion let out a frightened scream.

The sound pierced through the night and pierced into Vanilla's keen ears.

Almost instantly, her mind was pulled back to reality.

In the Western Zhou Dynasty, the knights hurriedly carried buckets.

They ran back and forth, trying to put out the fire.

The water was poured over the spreading flames, but the steam was rising, but the raging fire did not abate in the slightest.

On the contrary, the flames seemed to deliberately resist and burn more violently.

"No, no!"

"The water is completely useless!"

They were sweating profusely, dragging empty buckets in their hands, and watched as the fire intensified.

There was nothing they could do but look up at the high platform of the wedding.

Look at the source of the flames, look at the armor wrapped in the majestic flames.

Each knight had a clear plea in their eyes, and finally their eyes were focused on Gwen on the high platform.

Red armor stood on a white platform, and the fire on it flickered in the night.

The helmet on the armor glowed, but only the two flowing fire eyes hidden under the helmet were clearly visible.

And at this moment, in front of Victor, is the heroine of this wedding.

She was expressionless, in the middle of the fire.

The glow of the surrounding fire reflected on her snow-white wedding dress and skin, adding a touch of red to the extreme whiteness.

Still, she remained calm.

However, Kevlar, who was next to her, couldn't keep her composure.

She tugged at her expensive costume as a master of ceremonies, looked at the approaching flames, and quickly retreated.

As she stepped back, she had to worry that her purple hair wouldn't get caught in the flames.

After retreating to a safe distance, Kevlar's eyes widened, glaring at the fiery armor, and he asked loudly:

"Victor! What the hell do you want to do! ”

She didn't understand everything that was happening on the spot.

The wedding went so smoothly that she was even thrilled for a night that her sister was finally able to marry the person she liked.

You know, Gwen has never liked these cumbersome formal attire.

She thought of herself as a knight and would not attend any banquets.

Even if she travels normally and meets the empress, she will only wear a suit of armor.

However, for the sake of this wedding, she willingly put on a wedding dress.

Kevlar often saw Gwen wearing a well-prepared wedding dress to learn the etiquette of an aristocratic woman.

She's trying to get herself out of discomfort.

All this is because she firmly believes that Victor will definitely return.

They will definitely complete the wedding on the day Victor returns.

Last night, she even took the initiative to ask Gwen why she was in a hurry to get married, and why she was reluctant to have a public wedding.

You know, this grand wedding that was supposed to be attended by all the nobles of the royal capital, but Gwen only asked her to inform two people.

One is Leah and the other is the current Empress.

But Gwen just told her.

"I don't want our wedding to be a shackle to bind him."

She didn't want to make her wedding public, she didn't want to reveal Victor's identity.

It's not because she wants to keep Victor by her side so that he can't touch anyone else.

She was just seeking Victor's will.

She knew that Victor's return would cause a stir in the Empire, and that there would be trouble finding Victor at that time.

Therefore, she wanted Victor to decide whether or not to make it public if he wished.

She wanted Victor to choose.

However, Gwen believes that it is necessary for Leah and the Empress to know about Victor's return, as they are all waiting for Victor's return just like her.

So, she only asked Kevlar to inform the two.

Although in the end they did not attend the wedding.

As for Gwen's eagerness to prepare for the wedding and rush to complete it, it was because she didn't want to wait any longer.

All she pursued was to complete the marriage ceremony with Victor and officially become his wife.

If it weren't for the fact that the wedding was a major event in her life, she wouldn't even have this one.

But in the end, this wedding, this wedding that Gwen had been waiting for ten years.

was still ruined by the man she loved the most, Victor himself.

Kevlar couldn't understand it, and felt even more angry and unworthy for Gwen in his heart.

She didn't even dare to look back at Gwen for fear of seeing a deep disappointment in her sister's eyes.

Ten years of waiting was ended by the hands of the returnee, and all hope was destroyed by the person in whom he was pinned.

Even though she was not the main character of the wedding, Kevlar felt a deep sense of discomfort.

And for Gwen, how deep that heartache must have been.

"Sister."

Suddenly, a calm and indifferent voice broke the silence.

Kevlar's eyes froze at the sound and finally looked back at Gwen.

However, the vision in front of her was not quite what she had imagined.

There was no expected sadness or disappointment in Gwen's eyes.

Instead, she seemed to catch a hint of ...... in Gwen's calm eyes

Joy?

This is not an illusion.

But is it possible?

Kevlar couldn't understand it, and it was clear that this was supposed to be Gwen's most anticipated wedding.

The wedding venue was engulfed in flames, but instead of showing her loss, she was a little happy?

Just as she was full of doubts, Gwen's calm voice sounded again:

"He said he would."

Kevlar froze in shock at the words, and she almost immediately thought of the question she had asked both Victor and Gwen at the same time.

Why would Victor rather ruin this place at the end of this wedding than refuse to marry Gwen in the first place?

If he wanted to refuse, Gwen would never force him.

Neither will Kevlar, because she will feel that is a good thing.

Because at least it helped Gwen see Victor clearly, and Victor was not the ideal person she was looking for.

But Victor still accompanied Gwen on the last leg of the wedding.

In fact, when both parties answered "I do" during the ceremony, the wedding had already reached its end.

Nominally, they are already husband and wife.

Of course, it makes sense that there is an additional ritual in the evening.

But that part is not suitable for children.

In other words, although the wedding was ruined, it was in the minds of both Victor and Gwen.

Are they already husband and wife?

Kevlar's head was a little hard to turn now, and she wanted to say it shouldn't be like this.

After all, there is still the part of the plot that has not been played at night.

But when she noticed the faint joy in Gwen's eyes, she was speechless.

I can only sigh secretly in my heart.

Even if it was ten years before he returned, Victor still took Gwen to death.

Maybe Victor thinks so too.

But at this moment, Kevlar suddenly thought of a question.

In that case, what is Victor's current behavior for?

Why would he destroy the wedding scene and even set fire to the surrounding houses?

Just then, Gwen's voice rang out again:

"And now, I know his choice."

Gwen's gaze was firmly fixed on Victor in front of her, and through the gap in her helmet, her gaze seemed to pass through the raging fire.

She calmly held out a hand to Victor.

The next moment, a cold wind and snow rose from heaven and earth.

A silver blade gradually converged in Gwen's hand.

As if at the sound of a command, the pale snow fell from the night sky and surged down in the burning fire.

The scorching manor is ushering in this moment of wind and snow, falling from high temperature to cold.

In the midst of everyone's puzzled gaze, patches of pale and illusory silhouettes also began to emerge in the space around Gwen.

As the wind and snow fell, pieces of armor that exuded cold air gradually appeared.

clinging to Gwen's body, it eventually combined into a silver suit of armor.

As the snow mastiff helmet, made of ice crystals, was about to cover her face, Gwen whispered:

"As his wife, I am willing to do whatever he wants."

The wind, snow and fire are entangled with each other, and it is difficult to separate.

Like two elves covering the manor, they dance with the fire and the snow.

Blooming with a majestic aura that swept the heavens and the earth.