Monica Prayer Hall walked into the church and found that it had been decorated like a wedding scene. There were many flowers placed next to the originally large and bright windows. The iron-black candlesticks that symbolized solemnity were replaced with new brass candlesticks. The candles that decorated the atmosphere were also newly purchased.
The benches that originally faced the altar and the holy emblem, leaving only a walkway in the middle, were moved to both sides to make way for a spacious, paved Red Carpet walkway in the center. There were many people sitting on the benches, including Yarnam City locals, as well as curious foreign tourists, both men and women, old and young, all dressed in formal attire.
Monica looked around and was about to find an empty seat to sit down when he suddenly spotted an acquaintance whom he had just met. After a moment of hesitation, he walked over, sat down next to the thin young man with a strange white hair, and said hello:
"Mr. Alesu, good morning."
The latter looked at her in surprise. Just as he was about to shout, he realized something and lowered his voice:
"Monica Miss, I didn't expect you to come to this wedding."
"I'm here to collect news, how can I miss such an occasion?"
She answered waving the notebook in her hand.
"Me too," Alesu replied with a smile, "I have long wanted to use a wedding as the plot twist and climax of the Adventure Novel I was planning to publish. Unfortunately, no one in these Moon Citys got married, so I couldn't find suitable material. Unexpectedly, there was a group wedding..."
Novel material...Monica was startled.
She and Mr. Alesu met in a bar three days ago. At that time, she was chatting with several locals to find out stories that could be used as travel notes. The young man who claimed to be a novelist also joined the conversation and began to promote his unpublished novel Adventure Novel.
But those stories sound like Ms. Fors Wall's long series. There is no suspicion of plagiarism... Monica thought to himself, took over the topic and said:
"Does this make your story too complicated? I remember you said that this novel contains daily stories in a small city, political conspiracies and huge crises in the capital of a big country, adventures at sea, grievances with Pirate Admiral and the kings, treasure hunting, training of subordinates, building a fleet, and even a section about returning to the capital to avenge the nobles... Do you plan to write a series?"
Based on Monica's experience in writing third-rate romance novels, this kind of overly complicated story will not be liked by most readers, or in other words, it is not "popular" enough.
The white-haired Alesu shook his head and said excitedly:
"No, this is just the content of the first volume. I will decide whether to continue writing it into three or seven volumes based on the degree of sales. Of course, it would be better if I could sign a long-term serialization contract..."
A book...Monica opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
But out of a brief friendship over the past few days, the former novelist and current travel writer still gave some tips:
"I think such complex content is too compact in one volume, and it is easy to lose focus. You can write these plots separately... well, seven parts. The first part is a daily story in a small city, such as Yanan, and slowly adds adventure segments. In the end, after the protagonist sacrifices many companions and barely defeats the villain, he discovers a larger conspiracy, which leads to the subsequent story.
"Then you can have the protagonist go to the big city for experience and pursue the truth behind the conspiracy... Go to sea to avoid being hunted, make friends, find treasures, and forge more grudges... After experiencing growth, he returns to the big city for revenge, and finally kills the enemy with the help of old and new friends, and ends the whole story in a grand wedding!"
Ah soli's golden eyes sparkled when he heard this, and his expression became more and more surprised:
"Monica Miss, you are really... I don't know how to describe it, this plot arrangement is really great!
"Do you mind if I use this inspiration as a plot line for my novel?"
"Of course I don't mind. I hope to see your masterpiece published soon."
Monica replied calmly that she picked up this crude inspiration at random, but lacked the writing skills, patience and opportunity to write it into specific content. If this can help a newbie Author, she will also be happy for it.
Seeing Alesu lowering his head and scribbling on his notebook, she looked around and found that more and more guests were attending the wedding, including many people whom she had no impression of at all and who seemed not to belong to Yarnam City.
Strange, isn't this a local mass wedding? How come there are so many outsiders attending... Fortunately, most of the people are local... Her eyes stayed on a woman wearing a simple white skirt, her legs dangling in front of the bench, raising her head to chat with another woman next to her. It took a while for the young girl to remember that these were sisters Huang Nini and Huang Beibei who lived on the same street as the "Iris Flower" hotel and inherited their missing father's grocery store.
Feeling the glances from all corners of the Prayer Hall, "Queen Mystic" Bernadette frowned slightly, regretting showing up at this wedding.
If sister Anne hadn't come too... She secretly glanced at the girl next to her who was a head shorter but ten times her age. She noticed that the girl was staring ahead and looked over curiously.
Gerdruff Amon, wearing a tailored dress to cover her fat belly, a silk hat on her head, and a brass-framed monocle in her right eye, was sitting on another bench, admiring the huge murals on both sides of the hall with great interest.
Seeing Anne and Bernadette looking at them, he pushed up his glasses that were about to fall off and said with a smile:
"I really just came to check it out.
"I didn't steal the mural that was stolen the day before yesterday, and look, isn't it back in its original place?"
I haven't asked anything yet...stolen mural?
Bernadette shook his head, looked away, and whispered to Anne:
"Sister Anne, none of the aborigines in this city seem to have real life."
After being promoted to "Sage", she has a new understanding of the existence of the world and can easily discover the essence of things around her. However, even so, she only has doubts about the existence form of the thousands of residents of this Yarnam City, and cannot truly confirm that they are all "false" existences.
"Most of them are Marionette, but there are also real humans. This may be needed for some kind of ritual."
Anne replied calmly, looking away from Amon and looking towards the door of the church, waiting for the protagonist of today's wedding to appear.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man of medium height and a rare bronze color in the local area walked into the wedding venue. He took off his top hat and put it in the crook of his arm. He looked up at the holy emblem deep in the church, found an empty seat and sat down, and blended in with the crowd.
Another Angel... Anne, who could identify the specific "location" of Beyonder, frowned, then relaxed and recognized the other party.
The hatred of the past has long been eliminated in the long river of time, and now everyone is just a wedding guest.
And there are more Angel present than can be counted on one hand, not more than this one.
More than this, she was looking forward to what her contractor would look like today.
"Death Consul" Azik Eggers sat down on the empty bench next to the door and smiled at the person who made room for him. Then his eyes scanned the entire hall, pausing for a moment on several guests and recognizing many familiar faces.
There is a "Balancer" Adele Trensuost that blocked the advance of "Death" Legion when "Pale Calamity" was on its own, and there is a "Queen Mystic" that may have become Angel " Bernadette Gustav, "Half Fool" Antigonus with a hood covering his wolf-haired face, and a red-haired man who looks like Fourth Epoch, a fallen Archangel...
Some of these people don't have a good relationship with each other, some have large bounties on wanted orders, and some have long since passed away in Azik's memory, but miraculously appear here.
It's all because of them... Thinking of this, Azik raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a happy smile.
The next second, his smile disappeared from his face, the light beside him dimmed, and a black-haired woman wearing a simple linen robe with a bark belt tied around her waist appeared beside him.
She stood out like a flock of chickens, but no one except Azik reacted to this at all.
"Arianna."
Azik picked up the top hat and put it on his chest, bowed slightly and said hello.
This Church of Evernight's Angel once chased him for a while, but suddenly gave up after driving him out Backlund. It wasn't until he met God in "Death" Salinger Mausoleum that Azik understood the arrangement behind everything and had no hatred for Angel.
"Mr. Azik Eggers, I'm glad to see you waking up from your sweet dream instead of being immersed in it."
Arianna responded calmly.
"No matter how beautiful the dream is, it is just a dream, and what I hope for in the dream is about to happen, how can I miss it?"
Azik smiled and said.
He hurriedly came from the Southern Continent for this wedding that he had experienced countless times in dreams but always had regrets about.
As for what happened to the body of the previous generation "Death" Gregrace in the depths of the Undead Kingdom, although it is important, it is not urgent and can be dealt with later.
Hearing his answer, Arianna nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared as if erased by an eraser. The dimness that absorbed the light beside Azik quickly dissipated and returned to normal.
At this moment, a young man and woman walked into the church arm in arm, causing many people to quickly move their eyes away, only to find that they were not the newlyweds for today's wedding.
Even so, everyone's eyes stayed on them for a moment. The tall and thin man's romantic temperament like a poet and his appearance like a magazine cover made many women present fantasize about it. The sweet facial features and slim figure under the long skirt of the young woman he held on his arm made all the men unable to take their eyes away.
Unexpectedly, she attracted almost everyone's attention as soon as she entered the church. Shermane blushed and lowered her head. Leonard beside her quickly scanned around and found an empty seat. She was about to take Shermane there when she suddenly found a familiar middle-aged man sitting on the bench next to the door.
It took him a while to find the other party's identity in his memory: Klein Moretti's history teacher when Tingen was in college, Azik Eggers.
If it weren't for the incident in which Antigonus Family Notebook caused the death of many students, and the Tingen Nighthawks team had brief contact with this teacher, Leonard would not have any impression of him at all.
But since we can't meet each other without saying hello, Leonard came to this bronze-skinned man with some Southern Continent blood and greeted:
"Mr. Azik Eggers, are you also coming to this collective wedding?"
He was a little confused. He came here specifically to attend the wedding of "Dwayne Dantès" and "Christine Teresa" because he had received a notice from Klein and had just finished handling a case involving a cult believer and had two weeks of vacation. But how could the other party know that the newlyweds were Klein and Angel?
You know, these two are still buried in Raphael Cemetery of Tingen City!
"Yes, there are acquaintances of mine here."
The history faculty member in formal attire nodded slightly and replied, then looked behind him and Shermane and said:
"Those of your colleagues didn't come?"
"Who? "Leonard asked in surprise.
"Dunn, Frye, Seeka, Kenley, Rozanne..." Every time Azik said a name, Leonard looked a little surprised, "Haha, they may not know me, but in a certain dream, they and I are all good friends."
In the dream...Leonard chewed the word carefully, and after a moment he forced a smile and said:
"They all stayed at Tingen City and didn't know about the wedding."
Unless Klein and Angel confirm that their "resurrection" will not pose a threat to them - he added in his heart, and then hurriedly said goodbye to the teacher who behaved a little strangely, and took Shermane to sit in the empty seat.
In his mind, the old voice of Pales Zoroaster said jokingly:
"I didn't expect this 'Death Consul' to come to the wedding... Take a closer look. There are quite a few Angel here. No wonder you were allowed to attend this wedding. Even the current Amon doesn't dare to disturb this wedding. Otherwise, Old Man, I will have another chance to return to Sequence 1."
Death Consul... The Angel that "Tarot Club Investigation Team" has been looking for... Are there other Angel here? Leonard's expression was a little stiff, which made Shermane next to him look over curiously and asked softly:
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with that gentleman just now?"
"No, no problem," Leonard replied immediately, his voice as low as a whisper, "I was just wondering... should we consider this matter after your Miss Angelica gets married..."
As he spoke, he straightened his back and sat upright.
This Church of Evernight's Saint's expression tightened in the sight of everyone Angel, as nervous as a newcomer who had just joined Nighthawks.
Looking at Leonard who was as quiet as a quail and Shermane who had a blank expression, Angel chuckled lightly, looked at Klein who was dressed as Wandering Magician beside him, and said:
"Everyone is almost here, can we start?"
"Of course no problem, Vivian."
Klein pretended to be serious and said to the female assistant with long brown-red hair, wearing a women's vest and knee-length skirt. When the other party suddenly hit her with a pinch on the soft flesh of the waist, she took a "hiss" breath, quickly strode out from the corner of the church, came to the center of the hall paved with Red Carpet, and said loudly:
"Ladies and gentlemen, good morning! My name is Wandering Magician Merlin Hermes. You must have known me during this time and have seen my poor magic performances.
"Invited by the mayor and Archbishop of the 'Fool' church, I am responsible for creating some elements that everyone will enjoy for today's grand wedding...
"First of all, let's welcome today's newcomers!"
As he finished speaking, the cane in his hand pointed to the main entrance of the church, and everyone's eyes naturally looked there.
But no one appeared outside the open door, only City Hall Square pigeons could be seen everywhere jumping around the fountain, looking for the lost wheat grains.
Pigeon... pigeon?
Everyone's confused gazes returned to the church and looked at Merlin, who was wearing a windbreaker and a hat with a ribbon on his head.
Suddenly, a flash of fire flashed before their eyes, and a small "crackling" explosion sounded in their ears.
One after another, figures appeared on Red Carpet with the light of the fire.