Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

Our participants are seated at the long side of the table. Naturally, there are people sitting across the street.

If there were fewer participants, there might have been some “consideration” to prepare an unmanned seat for us in the meantime, but it was a low-status wedding called the Earl's House.

Not to mention the fact that this time the Marquis is also biting one, we will need to show him how connected we are here. Noble societies cannot see more footprints than merchants.

That's why Leroy, who was a lieutenant during the monster crusade, is sitting across from us. I haven't seen you in a long time, but I know you.

It seems that Marius has thoroughly scrutinized my surroundings and consolidated them with someone I know. I'm sure it's easier that way.

The table is huge, so if you try to talk to the other side, the volume becomes a little vulgar. That's why it's not convenient for me and Louis to get attention.

That's why I gently raised my hand in exchange for a greeting. They also noticed and raised their hands gently. The Marquis who saw it said in a small voice.

"Why, do you know McMahon and this little brat?"

"Yes, during the expedition."

Oh, speaking of which, you were a lieutenant.

The Marquis nodded at my reply. I wonder if it is the nobility that is bright in this kind of thing. It's something I can't imitate.

And then the Marquis wanted to hear about the expedition, so he talked. Marius has submitted a proper report in writing, and of course she has read it, but she wanted to hear from me, who is the end of the scene.

Of course, I lay down that I was the one who defeated Hobbgoblin (I decided that I didn't know who was defeated while I didn't know it), but the Marquis seemed satisfied, so it wouldn't be a problem.

Eventually, Mr. Bowman, who had disappeared, returned to the hall. It seems that the clothes worn have been subtly transformed into luxurious ones.

Today's MC is probably Mr. Bowman, so I wonder if he's dressed up for it.

The noisy place calms down naturally.

Mr Bowman coughed lightly with the cohon. I guess he's nervous too.

"Thank you for your patience. The groom and bride will be entering."

The door was unlocked, different from the one we and the other guests came in. The door is facing away from the window, or the light is coming in from outside the room, and the two people are coming up.

I wonder if this is how it was designed. If that were the case, I would have hired a fairly skilled craftsman.

And at the milestone banquet, the light of the sun would have played a leading role, as it is now.

In that history, which was by no means short, the newest family was about to be born.

We welcome the two of you who will be family from now on with a round of applause. The smile you saw earlier has completely disappeared, indicating the degree of tension between the two.

In that case, how do we do the ceremony? I can't see people who look like priests, so I might end up declaring it in front of everyone in public.

They lined up against us in front of another table where we were sitting at the top of the table.

Ladies and gentlemen, please stand up.

Mr. Bowman's voice resonates. We stood up in flashbacks. Everyone is looking at the groom and bride on the spot, so I will follow suit.

Only the Marquis leaves his seat and heads forward. The Marquis confronted the bride and groom at the table.

"Now, take an oath."

According to the Marquis, the groom and bride nodded firmly enough to be seen from behind. He lay his hands on the documents placed on the table and said in a clear voice.

"I, Marius Amur, recognize Julie Delanger as my wife and pledge to live with her for the rest of her life and to protect her from anything."

"I, Julie Delanger, recognize Marius Amur as my husband and pledge to live and support her at all times."

The Marquis nodded loudly when he heard the two words. He then shouted almost as loudly as he could.

"Offer anything you disagree with!

Naturally, there is no one to offer, and Sin is quiet. The Marquis once again nodded with satisfaction.

"By the consent of a large number of those present, the two marriages are sanctioned in the name of Marquis Menzell Gregor."

That said, the Marquis wrote something down in the paperwork using the handwriting Ms. Bowman gave her. Probably a signature.

Subsequently, the two brides and groom sign the document.

When the Marquis changed the contents, the documents were rounded and sealed. I used the Marquis de Menzelle emblem to seal it.

It's probably in there.

"Julie Delanger"

"Yes"

"You are Julie Delanger Amur today."

"Yes"

Congratulations, Julie.

"... thank you!

A thunderbolt of applause echoed through the hall, as if to envelop Julie with tears.