Wizard's Journey

Chapter 282 The Wedding (Part 2)

That day.

Yorkriana, in the name of Green's maternal grandmother, quietly watched Green clumsily dress in his luxurious aristocratic attire from inside the room, a barely perceptible smirk playing on her lips.

"Green, no, the order of those three lace buttons is wrong, and the black short-sleeved shirt should be inside too. The rose on the left breast must have the standard twelve petals, and your cuffs, they must be..."

Yorkriana pointed to the Green dress and explained the etiquette point by point.

call……

Green rubbed his temples, looking somewhat tired.

The formal wedding attire of nobles is so elaborate and exaggerated. No wonder wizards prefer to wear a loose robe instead of noble clothing. It's such a waste of time and foolish.

That makes sense. Only in this way can those extravagant individuals distinguish themselves from ordinary people.

Ignorant, boring...

After sighing, Green changed his suit again as instructed by York Leanna, saying, "Leanna, tell me again about the order of appearance and the wedding steps. I want to see if I've forgotten anything."

Yorkriana sat on the sofa, her cloudy eyes suddenly filled with sweetness, as if recalling her wedding with the one she loved most.

Like Green's choice, Yokliana also married her beloved wizard apprentice for love, and they spent a wonderful and happy time together.

As he roared, Yorkriana, who no longer cared about her appearance, gradually transformed into this form in pursuit of wizarding power.

Now look at Green, a proper wizard, who is actually a little nervous and stage-frightened, which is quite amusing.

Two hourglasses later.

All the streets of Bisel were spotless, and people lined the streets with bouquets of flowers, looking on with joy and excitement as they waited.

Today is a festival in Bisel, where wine is served for people to revel in, and pastries and roast meats are distributed without limit.

On the main street, a kilometer-long red carpet covered with rose petals appeared. As a beautiful and moving melody played, the appearance of the wedding procession completely ignited the cheering crowds on both sides of the street.

People crowded the streets, second and third floors, scattering flower petals from their hands and shouting excitedly.

"Waaaaah, I want to have a beautiful wedding like Lord Raffi too!" A little girl murmured, nestled in her father's arms, overwhelmed with emotion.

"So beautiful..." Several children peeked out from between the adults, looking at the bride in the wedding procession, and shouted with their mouths open.

"Lord Raffi, Knight Green, may you grow old together in happiness and bliss!" several young people shouted, full of youthful energy.

"Oh, Lord Raffi has become a bride..."

At the very front of the red carpet wedding procession were two tiny children, a boy and a girl, each only half a meter tall, with smooth, chubby faces—they were incredibly cute.

Two children, each holding a bouquet of flowers, looked at the people on both sides of the street with a blank, dazed, and bewildered expression.

Perhaps because he saw everyone else cheering and jubilant, he happily skipped and jumped forward.

Perhaps, in their pure and innocent hearts, they simply cannot understand the true meaning of a wedding.

Their hearts were like two crystals, pure and happy, untouched by the harsh realities of growing up.

Green wore an exquisite golden crown, every strand of golden hair beneath it meticulously styled and fluttering in the wind. His dignified and luxurious formal attire was flawless, and his aristocratic men's high heels trotted steadily as he moved forward on the pavement.

Green held Raffi's hand with one hand and waved to people on both sides of the street with the other, accepting the blessings of falling petals.

This moment feels like a dream, like a fairy tale.

Raffi wore a white, fitted wedding dress, her long, black hair neatly draped behind her, her fair and delicate skin as white as snow, and the magical necklace that Green had given her during her newcomer trial slipped into the crevice of her full and firm breasts.

With her devilishly tall, slender, and alluring figure, Raffi lowered her angelic face.

Tears welled up in her eyes from happiness and emotion. She covered her face with one hand and held Green's hand tightly with the other, as if they would never be apart.

After more than two hundred years of separation, everything now seems like a beautiful dream, a dream to be realized in a lifetime.

Having waited two hundred years for a dream, the happiness at this moment is so overwhelming that it breaks Raffi's heart.

This seems to be the meaning of my existence...

The knights in formal attire quietly followed Green and Raffi into the solemn wedding hall.

Green felt his heart melting, swirling and merging with Raffi's. Overwhelmed with sweetness and happiness, Green held Raffi's hand tightly as they walked towards the wedding hall to the rhythm of the music.

As a wizard, Grimm possesses the ability to control soul slaves. He can forcibly possess otherworldly soul slaves who are completely obedient to him and submit to his will.

However, at this moment, because of the complete possession of love, because of the self-sacrifice of the other person who is willing to do anything for him, Green felt another kind of longing, a longing to also dedicate everything to the other person.

After today, Raffi will be Green's wife, belonging only to Green.

Step by step, he crossed the red carpet covered with flowers, and amidst the enthusiastic cheers and blessings of the crowd, Green arrived at the wedding hall.

Here, Green and Raffi will receive heartfelt blessings from all their friends.

Ab kissed Rafi's arm, forced a genuine smile, and handed her a box with slightly moist eyes. Inside was a cat's-eye gemstone.

"Lord Raffi, I wish you happiness." At this moment, Ab said with heart-wrenching pain.

Lafite accepted the gift box, a happy and sweet smile spreading across his face.

"Ab, thank you. Justice in Bishar needs your unwavering protection; there can be no slackening. I also wish you find your own happiness soon."

On the other side, Green, who was receiving the blessing of his "grandmother" Yokliana, kissed her on the cheek.

"Green, that little guy over there seems to really like Lafite. Aren't you jealous?"

Yorkriana teased Green.

Green smiled. In the past three months, Green had gotten to know Ab, and he knew that Ab was a talented, persevering, and idealistic knight of justice, a good young man, and many girls in the city of Bisel were secretly in love with him.

"This little guy is just like that dream I had when I was a child," Green said.

After covering her mouth and smiling, Yorkriana parted from Green and slowly handed him a box. Inside, there was a top-grade magic stone, dazzling and brilliant.

Many nobles in the wedding hall gasped in surprise, speculating about the origin of this "gem" and marveling at the background of the Green family.

Green smiled and accepted the gift box.

For most arcane wizards, a top-grade magic stone is already an astonishing fortune; some wizards who are not good at accumulating wealth would need to spend at least decades to acquire one.

But for a witch-hunting wizard like Grimm, the magic stone was no longer important.

It took almost half an hourglass to allow Green and Raffi to receive the blessings of almost all the nobles of Bisel before they turned to each other, looking at the most beautiful moment of their lives.

Green gazed at Raffi and said softly, "Raffi, you are beautiful."

Raffi covered her face and chuckled, then quickly composed herself. Raising her eyes, her long, curved eyelashes gleaming, she sized up Green, then, forcing a smile, said, "Sir Green, my beauty is universally acknowledged in Bisserle City, of course I know that. But perhaps you don't know, you're quite handsome too, aren't you?"

chi...

Green almost laughed out loud, but Raffi kissed him on the lips, preventing him from making a sound.

"Oh……"

The people in the wedding hall cheered and offered their blessings, pointing and laughing at the couple, Green and Raffi.

A full minute passed before Green and Raffi finally let go, panting and looking at each other with blissful expressions.

Slowly, Raffi took out a piece of dark metal from his sleeve, presented it to Grimm with both hands, and chuckled, "Sir Grimm, this is a treasure left by my great-great-grandfather. He said that if anyone can unlock its secrets, they can become a great wizard. Here you go."

Many nobles laughed, thinking that Lafite was being silly on this occasion, using a piece of scrap iron as a token of love.

Some people even entertained darker thoughts, such as...

Is there some hidden meaning behind this? Is Raffi implying that the two are not truly in love, and that Green is just a piece of junk in Raffi's eyes?

Yorkriana was also a little puzzled, but she didn't take it too seriously.

Only Green's pupils contracted!

This metal! This metal is exactly the same material as the mysterious metal that Grimm accidentally obtained in the Fire Crystal World; both are things that are faintly imbued with some kind of mysterious power.

As Arowoz previously mentioned, Raffi's ancestor was a level three archmage, and a level three archmage actually valued this mysterious metal so much, saying that it contained some secrets.

Perhaps there really is some secret here.

Concealing his shock, Green took the metal and smiled slightly. One hand slowly emerged from his sleeve, and Hachi made his dazzling entrance!

"Gah gah, Raffi, young master Green said he'll love you for ten thousand years!" The fat myna shouted at the top of its lungs, tapping its tail and looking around at everyone in the hall, its little chest puffed out.

The entire wedding hall erupted in excitement, with people pointing at the myna bird and discussing it in disbelief, their eyes filled with wonder.

"Wow, what a beautiful parrot..."

"To think he's taught the parrot so many words... it seems Knight Green's love for Lord Raffi has been going on for a long time..."

The little myna's appearance was absolutely top-notch, quickly attracting everyone's attention. However, regarding the issue of the myna and the parrot...

Green looked at Raffi tenderly, gently placed the myna bird on Raffi's shoulder, and said softly, "Its name is Yagiri Mivishi. With it here, I will always be by your side."

Raffi stroked the myna's soft, beautiful feathers, closed his eyes to feel the same scent emanating from it as from Green, pressed his cheek tightly against it, and shed tears of happiness.

"Yes." Raffi nodded.

(End of this chapter)