The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

They soon learned that the ranger in the group had thrown a round object that exploded in the air, and the stench inside was even stronger than that of the sewers.

They had a similar effect on the priests as the Stinking Cloud spell, rendering most of them unable to cast spells. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Dover soldiers swarmed in and dealt with most of them.

"The remnants of the Church of Slaughter have been dealt with."

At the back of the group, a girl dressed in black took out a communication crystal and began communicating with Mira.

Maginus's long training of the believers—or rather, the junior priests—finally had its purpose.

While they might not be of much help in combat, they have some expertise in other areas, and Maginus has also endowed them with even greater tracking abilities.

Chapter 565 Wedding

Under strict management, Dover managed to hold the wedding without any major mishaps, which slightly diluted the solemn atmosphere among the common people, especially in the aristocratic district, where a joyous atmosphere was still maintained.

The day has finally come, but sadly, no one will be there to see it.

Maggie stood in front of the mirror, admiring her incredibly perfect body. She was slightly distracted. Originally, she should have been the one getting married, but after so many things happened, her weak self had been abandoned in the past. Now, she was the one being married.

A knock sounded at the door, and Mira pushed it open, holding the tuxedo she would wear for the wedding: "Your Majesty."

"Mira, help me put this on." Maginus opened her arms, gesturing for the head maid to help her dress.

"Yes."

Mira dressed her queen in a tailcoat and tied her hair into a low ponytail, fully bringing out her heroic spirit.

"How do I look?" Maginus asked her after she spun around in front of the mirror a few times.

"You look really cool. It reminds me of the time when you were an adventurer."

The maid shared her thoughts, and Maginus lifted a strand of scarlet hair from between her eyebrows, a gentle smile lingering on her lips: "That's good. Lenia must be making preparations too."

"Yes, Evie and some of the other older sisters are helping with the dressing up."

The perspective shifts to a mansion not far from the palace. Lenya takes a deep breath to make it easier to put on her wedding dress, while maids bustle about, constantly dressing the princess.

"Your Highness, are you feeling a bit down?"

"No way."

Looking forward to the wedding, Lenia felt that everything today was wonderful, even her breathing became easier, and her spine was straightened by the maid.

"Evie, right?"

As the maids helped her get dressed, a somewhat bored Lenia started chatting with Maginus's young maids.

The girl responded without looking up as she tied the rope around her back, pressing down on Lenya's waist and straightening the disheveled veil.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Your Highness?"

How did you and Maggie meet?

"Queen, no, Goddess, saved me when I was closest to death, and brought me to Dover, where I was able to grow up under her protection."

When the past was mentioned, Ivy's expression was complicated. Lenia looked at the other maids in the room: "Were the other children like this too?"

"Yes, that's how we all are."

The other girls responded, and with the groundwork laid, Lenia asked about the matter she was most concerned about:

"Speaking of which, with you all here, I probably wouldn't need to help Maginus with any political matters, would I?"

“That won’t do. Mira knew you’d bring this up, and she already said…”

Lenia's question made the maids laugh. Ivy coughed and repeated her original words with a serious expression:

"Your Highness should share the burden with Her Majesty the Queen. Now that you have married Her Majesty, you should assume the corresponding responsibilities. As long as you are alive, there will be a lot of things waiting for you to do."

Why do I always feel like there's no future in this world?

The children's answers made Lenia, who was trying to slack off, sigh. Looking at their smiling faces, her pre-wedding tension eased considerably.

In the royal palace's independent hall, a large number of nobles had already gathered, most of whom were members of the Nesery, and a small number were envoys from the Crystal Salt Kingdom.

Since Maginus had given them advance notice, they began to clink glasses and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

"This is actually the first banquet held by His Majesty Imperius since the founding of the nation."

Someone sighed, and another nobleman nodded: "Yes, after all, our emperor doesn't seem to like banquets and crowded places."

“I don’t think so,” an old man said, glancing around and praying for Maginus’s forgiveness, speaking in a low voice to the nobleman beside him. “According to sources, His Majesty was very fond of banquets and tea parties during the old Nesserian period.”

"The reason we're not participating now is probably just because we don't have the time. Once Nethery is on track, we might have more banquets and parties."

"I see. But people change. Maybe she doesn't like it anymore."

"Hey, what would happen if you hadn't touched a woman for five or six years?"

"Not so good, I prefer men."

"Minister Karl, could you please not suddenly reveal your interests? You haven't been with a man for five or six years, does that mean you don't like men anymore?"

"of course not……"

Before the wedding began, everyone gossiped about Maginot. In this harmonious atmosphere, the musicians on the stage received a command, tuned their instruments, and soft music began to play.

The rightful owner has arrived.

Realizing what had happened, the nobles fell silent and returned to their seats, simultaneously raising their hands to clap, and thunderous applause erupted.

The pastor of the God of Love was invited to the hall, where, amidst a grand atmosphere, he spread his hands and began to deliver a rather lengthy blessing.

As the blessings concluded, she gestured for the wedding's protagonists to enter: "Now, please welcome the newlyweds."

Applause rang out again. The nobles did not remain seated but rose to pay their respects to the left, some even kneeling on one knee to swear their loyalty.

The dashing Maginot walked out from the left gate, and to the great surprise of all the nobles, she appeared before them without any imposing aura or intimidation.

Her face was still covered by a veil, but as long as you didn't look into her eyes, Her Majesty the Queen was no different from an ordinary person, and even made those who had met her feel a little uncomfortable.

As Maginus approached the priest of love, she looked across the way. As the door on the right opened, Lenia, dressed in a flowing wedding gown, walked toward her, her face flushed, whether from the heat or from shyness.

With the help of the support frame inside her wedding dress, she held her head high and her chest out to avoid looking shy. A maid carried her dress from behind as she walked to Maginot.

They gazed at each other, oblivious to what Cupid would say next. When he asked if they wished to be together, they both uttered the same word:

"willing."

Taking Lenya's hand, Maginus looked at her and had to admit that the time he spent with Lenya had prevented her from falling completely into despair.

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Maginus put a scarlet ring on Lenia's finger, and Lenia put a purple crystal ring on Maginus's finger. The two embraced and kissed deeply, and applause rang out again from the audience.

The main ceremony was now essentially over. Maginus raised the glass of red wine in front of him and gestured to all the nobles and officials below:

"At my wedding, my queen and I would like to thank everyone for their hard work for New Nesery and for us. We hope that our country will become even stronger in the future!"

Chapter 566 The Time for Two After the Wedding

Neko and Maginus's maids were naturally present at the wedding. They hadn't been sent out on any missions, as this was likely Maginus's only public wedding, and they certainly wouldn't miss it.

However, as Maginus's personal staff, they would not choose to appear at the main banquet venue, but instead eat and drink in a small private box on the top floor while watching the wedding take place.

"What if something happens outside while we're here, ugh!"

Mira was a little worried, but Mia pulled her into her arms.

"No, no, Master told us to relax. Everything has already been arranged outside."

She kept picking up fish and stuffing it into her mouth. Soldiers and armies aren't just sitting around doing nothing. More importantly, she had absolute trust in Maginos.

"What do you guys think? Should we sneak out and disturb their wedding night for a few nights? We've already had our real wedding night a long time ago."

Neko spoke indistinctly, and the priests, who were not familiar with certain knowledge, tilted their heads, not understanding what Neko was saying. Mia, Mira, and some older or more experienced girls reacted and repeatedly asked Neko not to disturb them.

"Oh, I was just kidding. Anyway, I've done everything I was supposed to do."

Waving to everyone not to be nervous, the cat, having eaten and drunk its fill, lay on the one-way glass watching Maginus, letting the priests who hadn't finished resting eat and drink while it left the hall first.

Standing on the palace wall, feeling the night breeze, she decided to do her part to ensure that Maginus could rest peacefully today. She ran and jumped around the city, searching for and preventing any possible conspiracies, nipping them in the bud.

As time passed, other pastors and believers also emerged from the chapel, intending to disperse and patrol the capital.

……

As night deepened and the wedding came to a complete end, Maginus led a slightly drunk Lenia back to the bedroom.

It is said that in some countries, the king and queen are required to be watched by nobles on their first night together. She certainly has no interest in that, and Nesser has never had such a custom throughout history.

"woo"

The intoxication made Lenia squint, while Mira and Catherine peeked through the crack in the door, their expressions somewhat shy: "Is there anything we can do for you?"

“Give us some space, you two should go and get some rest.”

Maginus waved goodbye, both amused and exasperated, and they left with regrets, leaving only Lenia and Maginus in the bedroom.

The surroundings suddenly became much quieter. She turned to look at the princess on the bed—no, she should be called the queen now—and went to the bathroom to fill the tub with hot water.

Magnius picked up his queen and carried her toward the bath, his fingers constantly scratching under her armpits. Lenia, who appeared to be drunk and asleep, couldn't help but chuckle.

"Can't I tell you're pretending to be asleep? The wedding's over, so what are your thoughts?"

Carrying her to the bathroom, Maginus lowered his head to smell the wine scent on Lenia's body, and helped her take off her extremely heavy wedding dress. His fingers would naturally brush over her sensitive spots, without any intention of concealing his actions.

Lenia raised her hand to press on her queen's shoulder, removed the veil from her face, and kissed her again. After they parted, their saliva lingered for a long time before stopping, her eyes slightly vacant.

"Ugh, I don't really have any feelings. Does being shy count? And then there's the feeling that I've finally let go of a weight on my heart?"

As Maginus was taking off her wedding dress, Lenia grabbed her collar and unbuttoned it:

“I don’t have much talent to make myself stronger. Actually, I’m a little afraid that even if you survive, you won’t want me. I even hoped that after you died, I would just commit suicide.”

"I don't need to worry about your strength. I don't expect you to go to the battlefield. Just help me with more government affairs and miscellaneous matters in your lifetime."

He opened his mouth and bit down on Lenia's neck. The layers of the wedding dress were like cabbage and onions, and it would take a long time to peel them all off. Maginus was in no hurry and enjoyed the pre-dinner ritual.

Hot water rose and turned into mist that filled the air. She finally took off all of Lenia's wedding dress and, supporting her soft, fleshy bottom, entered the bath.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

Lenia, still retaining a childlike innocence, lay on the Queen's chest, her mouth submerged in the water, blowing bubbles. Under the influence of alcohol, she was reluctant to move, and she hugged Maginos's slender waist, unwilling to let go.

Reaching out to brush aside Lenia's wet hair, Maginus scooped up water and poured it over her head, also enjoying the tranquil moment.

The tranquil atmosphere did not quell their desire. The two pressed together, and Maginus could feel Lenia's body temperature gradually rising. So he lifted her arms, letting her sit on his waist, and slid her hands down.

"Mmm~".

Opening her dazed eyes, Lenia moved closer to Maginus again, but still couldn't look directly into her eyes. As a last resort, she raised her hand and brushed Maginus's eyes, making her close them.

Bathtub, sink, mirror, carpet, table, chairs, warm bed...

When Lenya woke up, it was around ten o'clock the next day. She got up and looked at the empty bed. If the room hadn't been completely different, she would have thought that everything yesterday was just a dream.

"Um"

Stretching lazily, Catherine knocked on the door. "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

"Get up~".

“That’s wonderful. Head Maid Mira is waiting for you. There’s still a lot of work for you to do.”

No!

The word "work" instantly made the originally energetic Lenia not want to get out of bed, and a wave of sleepiness swept over her: "Wait, it's only the second day of the wedding, can't I rest for a bit?"

"To be precise, it has been a long time since you arrived in Nesery, and you have had enough rest."

Catherine's tone was serious, but Lenia could hear her personal maid chuckling. There was nothing she could do; although she could force herself to refuse work, Lenia's personality prevented her from refusing to help. She slowly got out of bed and gestured for Catherine to come in.

"How was last night, Your Highness, my lord?"

Catherine couldn't get used to addressing her immediately, and would occasionally slip up and call her "princess."

"It's very, very comfortable." Although I entered a semi-conscious state halfway through the journey.

Lenia patted her cheeks, trying to maintain her queenly demeanor and appear calm in front of her personal maid, raising her hand for her to help her dress.

Having finished all her morning tasks, the newly appointed Queen Lenia entered her study and breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the few letters and scrolls that were provided for her.

But as soon as she sat down and opened a copy, her expression immediately fell:

"The druids and the town planning department are arguing over a vacant lot... Ugh, what a mess!"

Chapter 567 Leaving the Mountain