Cult

Cult

Dole and Aixi looked toward their father.

Westerlin also breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them had kept putting off marriage, leaving his heart rising and falling. Someone as outstanding as Dole was not easy to find.

After thinking it over, he said, "No time like the present. Let's set it for November first."

It was now mid-October. November first was only ten days away.

Dole was somewhat stunned. Even Dailulaide was taken aback. "Isn't that a little too soon?"

Westerlin glanced at Lola, then turned to Dole and said with a genial smile, "It's not too soon. There isn't much to prepare. Dole has no close relatives, so there's no need to invite anyone. We'll simply ask a few people from the Glory Wizard Alliance and our main relatives to bear witness. Wizards do not need too many ceremonies."

Thinking of Dole's status, Dailulaide understood. It had probably been suggested by Lola's side.

He nodded. "This is your family's matter, though it is also a matter for our Rhine Family. Still, we'll follow your lead. Dole and Aixi are both wizards, so there's no need to make a grand affair of it. Secular etiquette does not bind wizards too tightly."

He suddenly laughed. "You two have put this off long enough. Hurry up and have a few children. Having someone inherit Albis City is what truly matters."

At that, everyone looked toward Aixi.

Aixi's expression remained calm. She nodded and said, "We'll start trying soon."

Dole's mouth twitched. Had anyone asked for his opinion?

Still, Aixi's realm had stabilized, so they could share a bed now.

He said nothing.

The two families discussed things such as the bride price. There was not much to discuss anyway. What belonged to Dole belonged to the Rhine Family, and