Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

"Isn't it possible to have multiple queens? If everyone wants a queen, then they can all marry the queen."

"..."

Everyone looked down at the children, and shook their heads with smiles. Children really do speak without thinking, saying things like that.

But thinking about it carefully, if everyone were to marry the Queen… and this "everyone" is a broader concept, truly meaning everyone gets to marry her…

It's not that I have no expectations.

At least, no one wanted their king to be rejected, and some even thought that it would be better if the queen married two kings, then there would be no conflict.

Children always think about everyone being harmonious and peaceful.

But adults think differently.

Michael and Gabriel stood on the high platform, facing each other under the circular engraving, neither willing to back down.

Gabriel was no longer as impatient as yesterday; instead, he concealed his hostility as he looked at Michael before him and said—

“Michael, I’ve always considered you a friend… Even though you’ve always been a cold, unapproachable blockhead, I’ve never thought you went too far. So when you said I wronged him and took him away, I didn’t say anything. I believed you, I thought you were selfless… However…”

A dark undercurrent surged within his ocean-like eyes, and Gabriel's brow furrowed as he spoke—

"How could you be so shameless, using such despicable means to steal him away from me, driven by genuine selfishness? How could you betray my trust?"

He was never yours.

Michael's pale blue eyes remained as resolute as ever. She looked directly at Gabriel without flinching, like a princess knight valiantly defending her husband, and said—

“From the very beginning, you took him from his wife, that was your first mistake. Then, when rumors of the Queen came out, you couldn’t resist the temptation and tried to force yourself on him, that was your second mistake.”

"Afterwards, you showed no remorse and attacked him again—that's your third mistake! A king who compounded his errors has no right to stand by his side!"

"And I am his protector. I rescued him from your hands and promised to protect him for the rest of my life. This is the true vow. Don't be so stubborn."

Michael secretly added a "lifetime" time limit to the protection, which immediately changed the meaning of the conversation.

They managed to outsmart Chen Ming.

Gabriel's eyes widened in horror, his delicate hand, hidden within the bouquet, clenched into a fist as he gritted his teeth and said—

"What a high-sounding speech! If you weren't wearing a wedding dress right now, I would have actually believed you. But now that you've exposed your selfish desires, do you still want to deceive everyone?"

“I have a pact with him, and before you, I will make him queen. This wedding was originally held for us, and everyone knows that.”

“Misunderstanding? There has never been any misunderstanding! I made a promise to him from the very beginning. I will be responsible for him for the rest of my life, make up for him with my whole life, and be his obedient and considerate wife. You can’t separate us.”

Gabriel stepped forward, pressing him in.

Michael pressed forward, their noses almost touching, and said—

"You said you'd make amends, which means you made a mistake. Being with you will only remind him of painful memories. From now on, I'll take care of him, heal his wounds, and protect him forever!"

The two drew closer and closer, their eyes seemingly sparking with desire, their surprisingly close chests almost touching, neither able to gain the upper hand.

It's fortunate that Afu wasn't there for a fight of this level; otherwise, it would have been a humiliating defeat. (Confirmed)

Everyone fell silent, watching the increasingly tense atmosphere on stage. Only a few more outgoing individuals found it a little funny that the two brides were standing so close together, as if they were getting married, but they managed to hold back their laughter.

Gabriel stared at the exquisitely beautiful face so close to his, a face he had once trusted but now loathed, and said through gritted teeth—

"Why do you have to stop me...?"

"Because he is mine."

boom!

A terrifying aura emanated from Gabriel, and Michael erupted almost simultaneously. The immense power caused the entire hall to tremble, and the angels below the stage had no choice but to bow their bodies to resist this terrifying force.

call!

"Wow!"

The little angels were blown away, but luckily an adult caught them, preventing them from being swept away by the force.

The angels watched in horror as the holy light swept past, and as spatial rifts appeared in the temple, flickering incessantly, symbolizing the struggle between two great forces.

Michael stared coldly at Gabriel, his hand resting on the decorative sword at his waist, and said—

"Want to make a move? You're no match for me."

The War Angel, an angel named after war, is naturally stronger than other kings.

Gabriel's ocean-like eyes held a terrifying light, his six wings unfurled behind him, and the halo above his head emitted a holy mist that billowed forth.

Spatial rifts formed a spiderweb-like shape behind her, spreading towards Michael, but immediately dissolved into nothingness at the boundary between the two.

Gabriel said—

"If you can't wait for Raphael, then let's fight. I've run out of patience with you."

"……I regret."

Two companions as close as sisters were ultimately forced to draw their swords against each other over a man.

Is a fight about to break out?

The angels below felt a pang of anxiety; they hadn't expected it to actually turn out this way. The power struggle among the kings inevitably led to hostility among those below as well.

Isabella and Wendy exchanged a glance and then put some distance between themselves.

Only the little angels nestled in the adults' arms, at a loss, wanting to mediate the fight, but their voices were too weak to carry much weight, so they could only tug at their older sisters' clothes, their eyes brimming with tears.

It was in this ominous atmosphere.

Suddenly a sound came—

"Raphael and Mr. and Mrs. Chen Ming have arrived!"

Suddenly, all the momentum froze, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, leaving everyone in the hall stunned and speechless.

Even the two fighting kings looked incredulous, wondering if they had misheard. Their necks seemed to be rusty as they turned their heads toward the gate with a series of cracking sounds.

Jingle Bell!

A little angel flew merrily ahead, ringing a handbell, while two other little angels scattered blue petals onto the road from either side.

Welcoming the couple who will be entering this chaotic situation.

stomping on...

A beautiful foot clad in a white wedding shoe stepped into the hall, and a magnificent wedding dress appeared before everyone. Raphael, arm in arm with Chen Ming, walked into the hall in full view of everyone.

A moment of silence fell.

It was so loud you could hear a pin drop.

Chapter 785 I trusted you so much, and you stole my husband?

"Hehehe, Raphael and Chen Ming have arrived!"

The lively little angel who was ringing the handbell had originally been rejected from leading the kings and was quite disappointed after only preparing. Just as she was feeling dejected, she suddenly became happy when she was offered the role of leading King Raphael and his wife.

She dutifully used her tiny body to shake a handbell almost as large as herself, repeatedly calling out incessantly in the utterly silent hall—

"The King and Queen have arrived! Raphael and his wife have arrived!"

The little girl was completely unaware that all the older girls there were staring intently at her tiny body, as if they wanted to bore a hole through her.

Even her little friends, those little angels who scattered flowers and paved the way, noticed something was wrong. They looked around and, for some reason, their older sisters were all staring at them, and their gazes seemed very strange...

They couldn't help but shrink back, reaching out to tug at the clumsy fellow in front of them, and said—

"wait wait wait……"

"It's King Raphael and his wife... What? Why are you pulling me?"

The little one looked at her companions behind her with a puzzled expression, scratching her head in confusion. The little angels, who were already in the hall, broke out in a cold sweat, watching the idiot. They quickly flew out of their sisters' arms, covered her mouth tightly, and said—

"You! You're always like this! You don't know the atmosphere around you. Don't you know who that man is? What are you yelling about... That's why I don't dare entrust you with important matters..."

"Mmm?"

The bewildered little guy was dragged away by his friends, and the hall returned to peace once again.

Chen Ming looked at the girls here, all of whom looked shocked. He simply smiled and then reached out to gently pat Raphael.

Raphael was the only one present, besides the clumsy little angel who had led the way, who also failed to notice the atmosphere.

Perhaps because being around him lowers one's IQ, she now clings to his arm, staring intently at his face, ignoring her surroundings, and coaxes him with a fawning and infatuated expression—

"Honey, it's been so long since I've had your pancakes. I've almost forgotten what they taste like."

"I wanted to make this for you yesterday, but you weren't hungry and were only thinking about other awful things."

"Hmm... It feels like three days apart has been ages, doesn't my husband miss me?"

I miss you.

Chen Ming smiled and tapped her forehead affectionately, causing a stir among the surrounding angels. This...this coquettish...is that King Raphael?

The once composed, gentle, and supportive Lord Raphael... had completely lost his dignity and composure. Instead, he was clinging to Queen Chenming's arm, rubbing his face against hers like a dog, utterly infatuated.

This was already shocking enough, but for the two kings standing on the high platform, who had almost fought over the queen just moments before, his familiar intimacy was even more of a thunderbolt to their hearts.

They all stared wide-eyed at Raphael, who was clinging to his arm like a little girl…

Gabriel almost fainted, feeling himself stagger back a few steps before leaning against the wall. He couldn't help but recall what he had said to Wendy the night before—

"Raphael is back...we can rest assured..."

"I believe she will make a fair decision..."

"Yes, Raphael is a really good person..."

What a kind person...

What a kind person...

what……

"Puwa!"

Gabriel clutched her chest, unable to catch her breath. She exhaled some chaotic holy light, specks of which clung to the corners of her twitching mouth. Her body trembled, and she appeared to be on the verge of collapse.

Michael was also dazed, staggering a few steps before regaining his balance. His mind kept replaying his conversation with Isa from the previous day—