The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

Gradually, Dekan felt his tension ease.

He straightened his collar, took a deep breath, and prepared himself for the moment when the most important person in his life would come to him.

Clang, clang.

As the bells rang, the church doors were pushed open at the other end of the long corridor, surrounded by green leaves and roses.

The wedding ceremony began slowly amidst heavenly piano music.

All the guests in the church had their eyes fixed on that heavy door.

The gates slowly parted to the sides, as if unveiling a mysterious veil for this sacred moment.

The bride stood between the doors, her presence plunging the entire church into a breathtaking silence.

Bathed in the light filtering through the rose window, her wedding dress seemed to float like a thin mist, and her long red hair gently brushed against her shoulders.

Her hair was meticulously braided, and her headdress shone brightly on top of her head, as dazzling as stars.

Her bright eyes sparkled with happiness, as deep as the starry sky, but she was clearly more nervous than the groom, a faint blush on her cheeks making her look even more charming and lovely.

As the beautiful harp music flowed gently, the bride slowly took light steps.

Her skirt swayed gently with each step, as beautiful as a cloud.

Beside her, King Vihart held his daughter's arm, his face showing emotion and satisfaction.

Congratulations, meow!

A lovely flower girl walked in front of the bride; with black hair and cat ears, she wore a dress and looked as pure as an angel.

Although the cat teacher cannot transform into human form yet, at its persistent request, Mier made a substitute doll for it that can temporarily transform into human form!

She held a delicate flower basket in her hands, filled with colorful petals.

With each step, a petal is gently scattered.

Petals covered the walkway leading to the pulpit, like a path to a fairyland.

As the bride slowly approached, the groom's heart pounded with increasing nervousness.

Cornelia's father carefully placed his daughter's hand in Dekan's, a gesture of profound trust and blessing.

At this moment, it is just like the lord, the girl, and the demon on the ancient land of the Holy Kingdom ten thousand years ago.

But everything has changed.

This is an ending without a trace of sadness!

The groom held the bride's hand tightly, their fingertips touching, as if their souls were connected at that moment.

Chloeux, dressed as a priest, presided over the wedding in front of the pulpit. His voice was solemn and dignified, yet incredibly gentle.

The scene was dreamlike, as if Len was officiating Doloice's wedding and offering his sincerest blessings.

In this solemn and sacred moment, the bride and groom stand quietly in the church, facing the priest, ready to exchange rings and vows.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, brushing against their cheeks like angel wings.

Guided by the priest, best man Clay and maid of honor Mia quietly walked to the newlyweds' side.

They held a ring box in their hands, inside which lay exquisitely crafted wedding rings, like works of art.

They have two completely different artistic styles, respectively adopting the elegance of the Holy Kingdom and the splendor of the Demon Realm, yet they seem like a match made in heaven.

The best man and maid of honor smiled as they witnessed this sacred moment for the newlyweds.

The groom gently opened the ring box and took out a ring that shimmered with a gentle light.

His fingers trembled slightly as he slid the ring onto the bride's slender ring finger under the watchful eyes of everyone. The edge of the ring shone brightly, symbolizing eternal love.

The bride also opened the ring box.

She gently touched the delicate ring, as if touching the warmth of the future.

She carefully slipped the ring onto the groom's ring finger, expressing her commitment to the relationship.

After exchanging rings, the bride and groom gazed at each other intently once more, their eyes seemingly filled with unspoken words.

The priest blessed them, their relatives and friends cheered for them, and the church was filled with joy and cheers!

Against this noisy backdrop, it seemed as if the two of them only had eyes for each other.

"The Dolois you see is gone."

Cornelia's voice was like heavenly music. She reached out her hands and gently stroked Dekan's cheeks, looking into his eyes as she spoke.

Now, at this moment.

All of Delois's long-cherished wishes have come to an end.

"Yes."

Dekan smiled and gazed at Cornelia, his voice as melodious as a zither, as if in a dream.

In that bewildering journey of his past life, under the deep gray sky of the Demon Realm, on the ever-changing map of the Holy Kingdom, too many dreams that Deloitte could only have during the day were infiltrated.

The important things are more beautiful than jewels, flowers, or starlight, yet he had long kept them hidden in his heart. For the sake of a dream that could never be reached, he set off against the tide from this noisy world.

The faint afterimage is deeply etched in my eyes. Regret and loneliness burst and scatter like bubbles. Even with a hundred wounds in my heart, I will surely grow stronger when the scabs of the past fall off.

One day, he reached the other side of the cloud, his steps as insignificant as his own.

"I have no regrets."

Dekan's smile was like that of a young man standing in the sunshine after the rain.

Even as the raindrops reflected again and again, the straight rays of dawn crisscrossed, as if they could penetrate every corner of the world.

The dream of the Holy Kingdom and the Demon Realm has long since become part of my memory.

But whether it's Deloitte's journey or his journey, even if they lead to the same destination or are on the same extended line, he has reached a point of fulfillment or a brand new beginning!

From now on, both Doloice and your past self can be left behind.

To the soft strains of harp music, Dekan gently wrapped his arms around Cornelia's waist. Their eyes met, and it was as if the whole world held its breath for them.

The sunlight in the church shone on them, its golden glow like a blessing from a goddess.

Cornelia remained unfazed, her radiant smile as bright as a blooming flower unwavering.

Dekan bent down and gently tucked Cornelia's red hair behind her ear, revealing her beautiful face.

Their eyes were filled with deep love, as if time could stretch on forever.

Finally, Dekan gently lowered his head, and at that moment they drew closer to each other, feeling each other's burning heartbeats.

The passionate kiss, as steadfast as a vow, witnessed their eternal love and commitment!

"Whoa whoa!!"

Friends and family in the church applauded and cheered for them; their laughter and blessings mingled together like a beautiful symphony.

Until the wave of sound subsided.

Dekan and Cornelia's close friends, who were sitting in the front row, came forward one after another to offer their sincerest blessings!

The girls gently embraced the bride, whispering their best wishes in her ear, while the groom shook hands tightly with his friends, giving them high-fives and conveying their brotherly blessings with strong arms.

Soft laughter and gentle blessings echoed through the church, their voices fluttering like delicate butterflies.

The light from the sanctuary shone on everyone's faces, making this happy moment even more touching.

"Let me take your picture!"

The Void Gate, which was placed in a corner of the church, suddenly shook.

Its mirror surface displays a smiling face like "o(^▽^)o".

And it spoke to everyone in its childish, mechanical voice.

Upon hearing the noise, their friends rushed towards Dekan and Cornelia, who were facing the mirror, creating a chaotic scene!

"Hurry up!"

"I'm coming!"

"Wait for me, meow!" (Pounces)

"Teacher Cat, don't block the camera! Come here!"

"Okay, I'll take the picture!"

Accompanied by a clicking sound that was almost like lightning.

In the still photo, surrounded by friends, Dekan, dressed in a handsome suit, has his hair gently blowing in the wind. His wide smile is as bright as the sun, reflecting the light in the church. His eyes sparkle with boundless anticipation for the future!

[Author's Closing Remarks]

Thank you all for your continued support.

To the readers who have made it this far, I don't know how to express my gratitude, I can only continue to express my thanks, and use this to express my deepest gratitude.

Insufficient vocabulary is like this: think about it, very few science students are particularly good at Chinese.

That said, this book has been with me for more than half a year.

It seems like my 2022 was all about research and writing; time flew by and I barely left any memories of my life.

The most difficult period was when I was writing and preparing for graduation at the same time. I only got about 4 to 6 hours of sleep a day. Fortunately, the book is now finished and I have read it.

There's really nothing special to say; the author has already been quite talkative in their writing for a long time.

If I continued, I would write three more thank-you notes, revealing my limited vocabulary.

If possible, I'd like to switch to a PhD in literature to see if I can salvage the situation, but the leap is too great and it seems impossible...

When this book was finished, it had an average subscription of 27000. It should gradually increase in the future and should be able to reach 30000 average subscriptions.

Looking at the entire Hedgehog Cat website, only a dozen or so books have a higher average subscription rate since its inception.

Could it be that I actually have a talent for writing books? I couldn't help but start to doubt myself. As a staunch actuarial scholar, my resolve was wavering, and now I was even considering abandoning science for literature!

This idea is too terrible; I can't give up my musical dream.

The painful thing is that even though the book is finished, I still have to update it as usual when I wake up.