The sight of people praying to the rising sun on the first day of the year could be seen anywhere on the continent. However, the atmosphere in the MacLaine Kingdom this year, particularly in the capital, Grand, and the royal castle, was markedly different from other places.
Nobles who would normally have leisurely welcomed the New Year in their own manors had begun to gather at the royal castle before dawn had even broken.
“Really… impressive.”
“How much is all this…”
“Wow…”
Nobles, who would be considered wealthy by continental standards, all clicked their tongues in astonishment.
The royal castle of Grandpia was always beautiful, but today, it truly dazzled the eyes.
The pure white statues and crafts in the garden shone under the gentle magical lighting, reflecting light at exquisite angles and enhancing their beauty. The path leading to the main hall was studded with jewels that gleamed like a river of stars in the night sky.
This sight alone was enough to drop jaws, but the most breathtaking feature was the wedding venue staged in the broad space in front of the main hall.
“Wow!”
A noble couldn’t help but let out an exclamation of astonishment at the splendor, hastily covering his own mouth, although there was no need; the other nobles were all staring ahead with entranced expressions too.
Walking along the jeweled path felt like walking above the Milky Way, then a space filled with brilliant white light unfolded before them.
“What is this…”
“Incredible…”
“Haha…”
The only sounds that could be heard amongst the gathered hundreds of nobles were exclamations of amazement.
Someone amidst the nobles, who looked like they were bewitched by the setup of the wedding venue, asked,
“…Is this really made of clouds?”
In front of the entrance of the main hall, the space that should have been filled with cold marble was now covered with a cloud-like mist.
Stepping onto the soft, fluffy mist, it felt as if you were truly standing on clouds. Above the cloudy floor that seemed to glow, where there should have been plain pillars, there were walls decorated with multicolored flowers.
“Ah, the scent is really good.”
The spontaneous praise wasn’t an exaggeration.
The fragrances of hundreds of different flowers intermingle, creating an unusual harmony. The perfume added to the softness of the cloud floor brought a sense of vitality that made one feel elated.
Nobles who had stayed up all night to come out looking clean and splendid felt revitalized just by looking at the venue.
When they lifted their gazes and looked ahead, they saw murals depicting the ascension of gods carved vividly across the walls of the main hall demonstrating their overwhelming presence.
“O Divine…”
One by one, the nobles made the sign of the cross.
The mural depicted the ascent of the gods, who had received the Creator’s light and their divine powers, just as it was painted at the beginning of the Nine Great Gods’ sacred text. Simply looking at the mural inspired reverence. Even those who rarely visited temples were moved to cross themselves.
Above the animated mural of gods, a jewel representing the Creator’s light, though it was still dark with dawn approaching, shone brilliantly, illuminating the wedding venue.
“Does anyone know what kind of jewel that is?”
“I’m not sure…”
“It looks like the Eye of the Continent, doesn’t it?”
“Uh?”
“That… the gift that the deceased king received from the Empire.”
“Ah…”
The whispering voices made the imperial envoys, including the Second Prince, frown slightly, but they all agreed that the venue was more extravagant than anyone had imagined.
The exterior walls of the secondary palace were so ornately decorated with angels that it had taken a while to register.
The overwhelming sight of pure white light and fragrant aromas.
Even the feel of the soft cloud floor.
“It’s as if we’ve ascended to the heavens. It’s enchanting.”
“Indeed…”
“A fitting description.”
As someone uttered these words in delight, earning vehement agreements here and there, a stout dwarf standing where the MacLaine region’s dignitaries were gathered smiled proudly, and the nobles had already begun to conjecture the inspiration behind this magnificent work.
“Who could have created all this…”
“It must be thanks to the Empire’s assistance.”
“Indeed. The Empire’s capability is impressive. How did they achieve this…”
Crackle.
“Who are those guys! It’s all the work of me and my kinfol—ump!”
“Lord Hamarr. Please keep quiet. It’s about to start.”
“Ump?!”
Hamarr’s mouth was covered by Clayton’s hand, and as he widened his eyes and looked ahead, the doors of the main hall opened, and a priest clad in a white robe appeared.
“Huh? It’s not the Archbishop?”
“A female bishop… Who is she?”
“She’s the Bishop of Amunda, Priestess Illya.”
Amidst the murmuring of the nobles, Illya opened her mouth with a gentle smile.
“The wedding ceremony that will be a joyous occasion for the MacLaine royal family and the kingdom under the blessings of the Nine Great Gods shall now begin.”
With her words, everyone at the venue stood up.
“First, the ruler of our kingdom, the guardian of all the citizens of this land. His Majesty Logan MacLaine will now enter.”
As Bishop Illya finished speaking, Logan entered the wedding venue clad in pure white ceremonial attire.
“Oh, truly.”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen him wear anything other than armor?”
“He bears an air of grandeur befitting a superhuman.”
The opulent ceremonial attire, woven with gold thread on white silk, accentuated Logan’s solid physique. By usually hiding his aura master’s presence, but now, fully releasing it, he drew everyone’s attention with each step he took.
‘Hiding his overwhelming presence yet naturally garnering focus, he has reached the pinnacle even among the mid-tier.
– The swordmaster smiled contentedly, and Jerome’s expression hardened further when suddenly, Logan, who had reached the altar in front of the main hall, stood before Illya.
As Logan and Illya met each other’s eyes, she smoothly recited the next introduction.
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