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Dugu Qing, dressed in an exquisitely crafted white bodysuit, showed no joy on her face. With Alde's arm around her waist, she stepped across the sea of flowers and stood before the priest.

The priest, who had been captured by the robot, glanced at Dugu Qing, felt a pang of sympathy for him for a second, and spoke against his will.

"Alde, are you willing to marry Dugu Qing, to care for him, protect him, love him, and never leave him?"

"I do."

Alde straightened her back, pressed her palms lightly, exuding a heroic spirit, and her charming face was filled with determination.

Long live the Grand Marshal!

"The Grand Marshal is the most handsome!"

In the audience, robots of varying heights and colors shouted their blessings.

The priest wiped his sweat, held up the Holy Scripture, and looked at Dugu Qing.

"Dugu Qing, are you willing to marry Alde, to love her, respect her, and protect her forever?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a commotion erupted outside the arena.

The crowd parted, Frieren, Fern, Stark, armed and fully equipped, stepped out.

Especially Fern, who took the lead with overwhelming force, and before even stepping onto the red carpet, she couldn't wait to speak up for Dugu Qing.

"I don't want to!"

The powerful, resounding voice, like thunder, shocked everyone present.

The onlookers all turned their heads and started discussing it.

Who is this beautiful woman?

"I don't know, but this must be the legendary bride kidnapping, right?"

"Oh my god! I love watching girls fight! Let's fight! Let's fight!"

The townspeople, always eager for a good show, looked expectantly at Fern and Alde.

Alde clapped her hands lightly, her face expressionless.

A squad of mechanical guards, marching in step, parted the crowd, brandishing their spears, and suddenly thrust them at Fern Frieren.

"A robot made of steel?"

Frieren raised her hand slightly, and several surging Mana Bullets suddenly shot out from her wand.

The Mana Bullet hurtled through the air with tremendous force, instantly piercing the robot's hard chest.

"That's all there is to it!"

Frieren tapped her wand lightly, continuing her spellcasting and swiftly dispatching the remaining mechanical soldiers.

"A white-haired elf! I think I've heard of that recently..."

Alde looked at Frieren, lost in thought.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Dugu Qing escaped Alde's clutches and ran to Fern's side.

"That's great! I almost let that wretched woman steal it from me. Fern, Frieren, thank you so much!"

Upon hearing the name Frieren, Alde felt a chill run down her spine, her whole body trembled, and she broke out in a cold sweat, wishing she could run away immediately.

In the past few days, a big news has been circulating within the Demons.

The Great Demons, who had dominated the world for hundreds of years, and the strongest of the Seven Sages of Destruction, Macht, was defeated by Frieren.

The entire Demons was filled with wails of despair, and their efforts to regroup came to a standstill.

This place is extremely close to Weise, could it be... that the white-haired girl before me is the legendary great mage, Frieren?

How terrifying!

The robots in the audience seats rushed towards Dugu Qing as he fled.

"Overestimating oneself."

Frieren stepped forward, her figure firmly blocking Dugu Qing and Fern, and casually launched an attack using her defensive light mirror.

The robot was pierced through the body by Mana Bullet, its armor shattered, and it collapsed to the ground.

Alde's face flushed red instantly. She was proficient in Steel Magic, but she had no knowledge of other types of magic.

Without the protection of the Iron Legion, it is just like a human girl—delicate, fragile, and easily defeated!

"I... I've actually encountered the Thousand-Year-Old Mage, Frieren. No, my ambitions cannot end here."

Alde quietly retreated, tore off her heavy wedding dress, threw away her cumbersome high heels, flew to the cabin door, and suddenly turned around.

"Dugu Qing, as you wish, I agree to postpone the wedding. Perhaps a hundred years from now will be the best time for us to get married. Now, I suddenly remembered something more important, so I'll take my leave now. Goodbye."

She uttered harsh words, and without waiting for Dugu Qing's reply, she jumped into the hatch, took control of the spaceship, and fled in panic, leaving behind thousands of troops.

Megatron and the Maximal saw Alde leave and flee into the mechanical formation, leading their army in a slow retreat before disappearing in a flash.

After killing the last robot in the square, Frieren glanced at Dugu Qing's clothes, quite surprised.

"This outfit actually looks quite good on me!"

Dugu Qing took out a mirror, looked at the figure-hugging clothes, and became so engrossed in her own beauty that she completely forgot about Alde.

Fern examined Dugu Qing with concern and, seeing that he was unharmed and still as beautiful as ever, her mood immediately calmed down.

"Dugu Qing, how did you meet that Demons?" Stark looked at Dugu Qing, his eyes filled with intense envy. "When will I be able to meet such a beautiful witch? Hehehe."

"While collecting wild vegetables."

"Oh, okay! Then next time, I'll take on the task of collecting wild vegetables!"

Stark patted his chest, brimming with confidence, and desperately hoped for a perfect encounter.

"That witch is very powerful. If she doesn't die young, I feel she has the potential to become the future Demons Queen."

On the way to the hotel, Dugu Qing shared his speculation.

After all, the Steel Witch's forte is controlling steel!

In another world, steel once created one steel empire after another, laying a solid foundation for humanity's journey to space... It should not be underestimated.

"Its magic seems imperfect, with a great deal of room for improvement; however, all of this depends on imagination."

"It will become stronger, and so will we. Next time we meet, we won't let it escape so easily."

The group arrived at the hotel, checked in, and bought some food.

A moment later, the waiter brought the plate to our seats.

Everyone enjoyed sweet fruit juice and delicious local food, spending a relaxing and pleasant evening.

The next day, early morning.

The town's mayor led the young people to clean up the flowers in the square.

Fern and Dugu Qing strolled down the street, bought some jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), and leisurely enjoyed their breakfast.

Alde's discarded wedding dress lay carelessly on the ground, damp with dew.

Fern's delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but scold him playfully.

"That Alde, she wanted to marry you the moment she met you. She's so irresponsible when it comes to love!"

Dugu Qing's gaze fell on the wedding dress. After examining it closely for a moment, she thought the style was elegant and quite nice.

He turned his head to look at Fern and suggested softly.

"Why don't you try it on?"

Fern's heart skipped a beat. She took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement, and spoke with a serious and earnest tone.

"No, a wedding dress symbolizes the fulfillment of love; how can you just wear anything like that!"

Fern was raised by Bishop Heiter of the Church of the Goddess of Creation. She was gentle and virtuous, and Dugu Qing was not surprised at all by her words.

The two walked along the street, bought some snacks, brought them to Frieren and Stark, and returned to the hotel.