When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1386: 99: Birthday, Wedding, and Coronation (Part 2)

Chapter 1386: Chapter 99: Birthday, Wedding, and Coronation (Part 2)

“…I love you.”

“I love you too, Isha.”

Aiwass also softly replied: “That’s why I hope… you and I can be inseparable.”

With that, he suddenly pulled Isabel into his arms. With a force almost enough to crush her, he lowered his head to give her a new kiss.

Isabel tilted her head back — she held tightly onto Aiwass’s back, their abdons pressed tightly together. Her head was already thrown back, revealing the elegant and slender curve of her swan-like neck, almost as if she were doing a backbend. She raised her hands, wrapping them around Aiwass’s neck, hanging her body onto Aiwass, and then gradually bent backward even more softly.

It was more a dance than a kiss.

Like a flower in a storm.

Bent, yet unbroken.

This embrace and kiss didn’t last long — Aiwass was also concerned about Isabel’s health, so it didn’t last too long.

He helped Isabel to her feet and reached out to tidy her hair.

anwhile, Aleister had already seated Lady Haibasha — their seats were quite forward, almost just behind Yulia and her family’s seats, with Ligeia and the Great Guardian behind them. Others moved back a seat as a result.

As the sacred bells tolled, the wedding officially began.

The songs of the choir of The Holy Maiden candidates gradually quieted.

Pope Grey stepped forward, wearing The Holy Crown and holding the Sacred Staff.

“In the na of the Candle Master—”

As she slightly raised the Sacred Staff, all the guests stood up to pay respects to this esteed officiant. Because the origins, nationalities, and races of the guests were various, each person’s manner of decorum was almost different, which for a mont made the wedding site appear chaotic.

“—And in the na of the Nine Pillar Gods, I bless you all.”

Grey’s blessing was brief.

If spoken by an ordinary bishop, this would have been a re formality; but from Grey’s mouth, it beca a genuine Blessing—

The golden light visible to the naked eye transford from the Sacred Staff into feathers that drifted down, landing on each person’s forehead.

And before the feathers could fall, people had already responded in unison:

“May the gods be with you.”

Grey nodded slightly, then raised the Sacred Staff a second ti.

She once again declared: “God save the Queen — ever victorious, covered in Glory.”

The next mont, the choir candidates sang Avalon’s national anthem in unison.

Brilliant and sacred, the song instantly filled the entire temple… the radiant golden Radiance gradually brightened indoors along with the song, faintly outlining golden patterns on Isabel’s wedding dress. Just like a layer of illusory armor.

And the guests joined in singing the national anthem together.

Even the few foreigners moved their mouths, singing silently, humming, or quietly singing the national anthem they were not familiar with.

When the song dissipated, Grey raised the Sacred Staff a third ti.

She turned to Aiwass and asked: “Aiwass Moriarty — do you take her as your wife, to live together in this sacred matrimonial bond, for better or worse, in sickness or health, for richer or poorer, and do you also promise to love her, comfort her, honor her, and protect her, being faithful to her throughout your life?”

Aiwass paused for a mont in Silence.

“I do… but not just for my life.”

He didn’t respond according to the standard protocol, but calmly replied: “Even after death, unchanging for eternity.”

Upon hearing this, Grey was not angry; instead, she slightly curled her lips into a smile.

She turned to Isabel and asked: “Isabel Du Lac… do you take him as your husband, to live together in this sacred matrimonial bond, for better or worse, in sickness or health, for richer or poorer, and do you also promise to love him, comfort him, honor him, and protect him, being faithful to him throughout your life?”

“I do.”

Isabel also looked into Aiwass’s eyes: “Even death cannot separate us.”

Grey nodded, reaching out to hold Isabel’s right hand, gently raising it in front of Aiwass.

Aiwass reached out both hands, holding Grey and Isabel’s right hand together — and imdiately, Isabel also used her left hand to clasp Aiwass’s hand.

The Pope’s hand was held between the two, becoming the wedge of the sacred vow.

No vow in this world could be more sacred and solemn than that of the Eternal Pope.

And Aiwass softly said: “Under the witness of the Nine Pillar Gods, under the guidance of the divine laws, I — Aiwass Moriarty. Willing to take you, Isabel, as my wife. From this mont to forever, whether in good tis or bad, wealth or poverty, health or illness, I will love and cherish you… until even death cannot part us.”

Isabel vowed the sa: “Under the witness of the Nine Pillar Gods, under the guidance of the divine laws, I, Isabel Du Lac, willing to marry you. To you, Aiwass, as my husband. From this mont to forever, whether in good tis or bad, wealth or poverty, health or illness, I will love and cherish you. Until even death cannot part us.”

Then, the two released their hands. But the Pope did not withdraw her hand.

She opened her left hand, letting them place their rings into her hand.

Grey closed her eyes and blessed: “In my na, in the na of the Candle Master, in the na of the Nine Pillar Gods — I bless those who give and receive these rings, that they will be forever faithful, forever loving… until life ends, never to part.”

With Grey’s words, nine golden chains appeared. They bound the two tightly from nowhere, then subrged into the void, becoming invisible.