Side Story Chapter 57 - Wedding Ceremony of Blood (2)

This isnt going to end with an everything was a dream or this guys not dead yet right? If it is, Im gonna destroy this library.Shanon growled at the silent Heavenly Demon and Jeong-woo, both of whom looked at each other inquisitively.

Theyre memes for bad endings that were once popular on Earth. I think hes asking if this is all a dream. No, how do you even know that, Shanon? Jeong-woo asked. He was surprised that someone whod never lived on Earth knew such trends.

Is that whats important right now?! Say something! Is this really a dream? Did my damned master completely assimilate with the Black King and start to play the dream?

The currently developing universe was all the Black Kings dream and technically, the Black King was always asleep. However, Yeon-woo was able to roam around freely because the dreams owner was identifying himself with an ego in his dream. That meant the Black King was traveling in this dream with the identity of Yeon-woo, and that dream was the original worldline.

So technically, Shanon was right. However, that wasnt what he was asking. He was demanding to know if Yeon-woo had been fully synchronized with the Black King and turned back the dream to make all the events they were watching something that had never happened. Then, it made sense that the Heavenly Demon and Jeong-woo werent able to observe them happening and that only Yeon-woos records were the ones missing.

Emperors were distinctly separate from the dreams of the Black King. Even if dreams were wound back to never have happened, they would never suffer the consequences. But

I thinkso. Mm. How do I put this? Jeong-woo scratched the back of his head and smiled wryly. I think its a bit different. Right?

The Heavenly Demon nodded.

So whats going on?! By the look on your faces, you obviously know something is going on!

Pft. Smirk.

However, the Heavenly Demon and Jeong-woo just made mysterious smiles. Shanon scowled at the foreboding atmospherealthough he didnt really have a face.

Well

It wont be fun if we tell him already, would it?

Of course. The wise men of the past once said you shouldnt give fish to hungry people, but teach them how to fish instead. So figure it out on your own! Heehee!

!Shanon looked back and forth between the two in disbelief, but they had no indication of telling him the answer easily. Still, they were talking bullshit about fishing or whatever, perhaps it actually wasnt that grave a situation.Damn it. How did I get involved with these people?

Shanon was flabbergasted, but he knew he would only be made fun of if he asked again. I guess Ill know if I finish this book. As of this moment, there were only two things he could do. One was to finish reading this book until the end, and the second was to desperately hope everything really was fine.

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The wedding ceremony of the One-horned tribe was further divided into more steps.

First travel.

This was the grooms first time going to see his bride, and this step described the procession of the grooms side traveling to the bride.

Actually, the palace was a place Yeon-woo was well-acquainted with, but everything felt foreign today. It felt like he was walking this path as a different person.

So thats what this means. Yeon-woo finally realized the meaning of the word first. No matter how familiar this path was, it felt different because his mindset before marriage and after marriage wasnt going to be the same. Until now, they were lovers, but they were going to become a real couple now. His mindset and steps as he walked down the path were naturally different.

First travel was the first step Yeon-wood take toward becoming a couple. And when Yeon-woo finally arrived at the palace

Woooooh!

What a good-looking groom!

Hes super tall too!

Kya! I was wondering who would take our lofty princessbut she really did have a pair! Well, even shoes come in pairs, I suppose. Of course.

But why dont you have one?

Are you picking a fight with me? Do you want your teeth to be knocked out on a fine day like this?

Can you even do it?

What?

What, you punk?

The noisy tribe members, guests, and onlookers are cheered at the top of their lungs. It was truly a festival.

CongratulationsEmperor Tempers Marriage!

When will he return~ if he goes now?~ Hell come right away~ when hes ready to stab people in the back~?

Oppa yesterday, honey tomorrow?

Banners with strange messages flapped in the wind above the guests heads, but Yeon-woo pretended not to see them. Nothing good would come out of paying attention to them. No, to be exact, he didnt even have the mind to pay attention.

Gulp! Yeon-woo swallowed in front of the door to the palace. The nervousness hed managed to ease was starting to come back up again.

After taking in a few deep breaths, Yeon-woo opened the door with a newfound resolve. Creak. The large door was opened wide, and there was a red silk carpet down the center, with guests filling the seats on the carpets left and right. At the front, the parents of both families were proudly looking down at the scene.

However, Yeon-woo saw none of that. The only thing that entered his vision was Edora, who was in front of a traditional wedding table. Her face was slightly covered by the luscious sleeves of her clothing. It was the first time in days hed seen Edora. Now, she was dressed as the main character of this festival.

Beautiful, stunning, amazing That was what Yeon-woo thought hed think of when he saw Edora, but standing here, none of those thoughts came to mind. He was justhappy. She was shining so brightly, so he was just happy.

Ohohoho. The groom is obviously very nervous! Now, well invite the groom to the front. Then Groom, please make your entrance!Laplace, who was officiating the wedding, shouted into the microphone.

Bam ba ba bam. Yeon-woo began to walk forward like he was possessed.

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Hohoho.

Hahaha! It seems he doesnt know what kind of face hes making right now.

Right?

The guests burst out laughing.

Yeon-woo had tried to fix his expression, but his face as he walked down the silk path was still quite a sight to see. The man who was always indifferent and merciless in front of enemies had a face that was stiff as stone, and his movements were jerky and awkward. His hands and feet both moved out at the same time. He looked like a machine that would start creaking because its joints were oiled. The people who knew Yeon-woo well couldnt stop laughing.

Well, he probably cant even hear us laughing.

Good times, good times. He doesnt even know whats in store for him after today. Whew!

Oh my, what are you talking about? Are you saying you regret marrying me?

N-No, wife thats not what I meant!

The guests took trips down the memory lane and bickered. But Baal, who was with the demons of LInfernal in the guest seats, frowned. Its strange how its so quiet.

Metatron, who was clapping enthusiastically next to him, turned to Baal and tilted his head. Is there a problem?

No, its just weird.

?

I thought that bastard Odin would try something.

Ah, thats what you mean. Metatron nodded in understanding. As Baal said, Odin was definitely strangely quiet these last few days. He shouldve been searching for opportunities to get on Yeon-woo and the Martial Kings nerves.

Do you think hed try to make trouble during the ceremony?

I dont think so. Although Odin is reckless, ruining this ceremony means he's declaring a war of life and death to the tribe, and the other guests wont just stay still either He probably knows better than anyone itll just be an act of suicide. Metatron glanced at where Asgard was. Aside from Olympus, they had the greatest numbers, so it was easy to find where they were.

Odin mustve felt the gaze on him because he turned his one eye to where Metatron was. He looked at Metatron as if asking what his matter was. He even exuded a murderous intent, ready for a fight. It was so very fitting of this title as the Father of the Battlefield. His aura didnt lack anything compared to a demons.

Metatron shook his head, signifying it was nothing. Odins eyebrows twitched in displeasure, but he didnt make a scene.

Look. It doesnt look like hes going to make a fuss. If he does pick a fight, itll probably be after the ceremony.

It was true Odin was pompous, but if that was all there was to him, he wouldnt have created the society that was Asgard today.

Well, thats true. Baal nodded, pulling out a cookie and taking a bite. Crunch!

Im more worried about a certain demon, actually, Metatron said as he politely denied a cookie Baal offered him.

Suddenly, Baal paused eating his cookies, and glared at Metatron with narrowed eyes. He looked like he was telling Metatron to stop speaking immediately, but Metatron wasnt as benevolent as he looked.

A!

When Metatron opened his mouth again, Baal clapped his hands over his ears and began to make bizarre noises. Blah blah blah! Blah blah blah!

gares.

Blah blah! Blah blah blah! Thats weird. Hm? Huh? Why cant I hear anything? There must be a ringing in my ears. I dont hear anything! Blah blah blah! Bah bah bah bah!

When is he coming?

I dont hear you! I said I dont hear you! Bah bah bah bah! Baal firmly resisted thinking or hearing of the demon.

Isnt it about time for him to appear now? Niflheim actually asked if we knew anything about their first lord.

I dont know! I dont want to know! I dont! Baal was just about to shout at Metatron, who just wouldnt let the subject go, when he frantically turned around at the ominous feeling that made chills run down his back. Did this punk

Metatron also turned around in amusement.

On the wall that was surrounding the garden of the palace, which was currently habited by onlookers, something suddenly dropped from the sky. Thump!

Ahhhhhhh!

W-What is this?!

The people around the spot of landing fell from the impact, and all the guests in the vicinity looked toward the crash. The being in question had an aura that stood out among all the gods and demons, so they wondered who it was. No, the beings, were

A puppy?

Woof! Fenrir, who was panting with a cute smile, and Agares, who was transformed into a five-year-old boy.

You dare! Getting married without my permission! I objeeeeeeeeeect!

At that moment, the only thought in Metatrons head was to go hide in a hole.