We're Getting Our Marriage Certificate!

"So, you want to use this to get rid of the conservatives in Kjerag?"

Yara asked, and after seeing Mizuki nod, she immediately smiled, then pointed to the Elder Council who were running away.

"The Grand Elder definitely can't be kept alive; most of the Elder Council are conservative and stubborn."

"You're ruthless enough."

As Mizuki spoke, a similarly enormous figure suddenly rose up in front of the Elder Council. It was three meters tall, wore a strange mask, had a huge bell around its neck, and was covered in animal fur, just like the one in the legend.

Yara wanted to say something more, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. The Elder Council were at the top of Kjerag's power, but they were also the most corrupt and incorruptible group of people. They couldn't be kept, at least the core elders certainly couldn't be kept.

"Violence brings turmoil, and intrigue leads to emptiness. Neither is good for the future of Kjerag and Terra. Terra wants Kjerag to have only one voice."

"Therefore, why not truly make the House Silverash heroes of Kjerag? The other two families aren't bad people either."

This is why Mizuki created chaos. The two snow golems themselves had no life, so they wouldn't die. However, in Enya and the others' eyes, their damage was insufficient, and they hadn't found the opponent's weakness.

"Snow Ghost, damn it!"

Aktoz chopped off the Yeti's arm with an axe, but the Yeti grew a new fist and sent him flying. Ratatos's arrow pierced the Yeti's body, but no blood flowed out.

"Fire!"

With a "whoosh," a mortar shell landed at the Yeti's feet, followed by an extremely loud explosion. If Yara hadn't done something, it would have likely caused an avalanche nearby.

The Snow Ghost that the group had been struggling to deal with were blown to pieces. The sudden change left Aktoz speechless. Ratatos turned around and saw the guards of the House Silverash rushing over with weapons. Many of them were Victoria's military forces. There weren't many, and she had seen them before, but she had never imagined that these things would have such power.

"Protect Miss Saint... Ratatos, be careful!"

"What?!" Ratatos felt as if she had been hit hard, and she was sent flying. The yeti had half of its body blown off, but it still managed to hit Ratatos with a rock.

"Disperse!" Enya seized the opportunity and shook the bell in her hand. The Yeti, which was already struggling to hold on, collapsed completely and scattered into a pile of Shirayuki.

"Go quickly and save the High Elder." The leader of the House Silverash was a very burly man with Forte. Mizuki had seen him on Rhodes Island before; his name should be Matterhorn.

Yara and Mizuki had only been bystanders from beginning to end. It wasn't until Matterhorn and the others had suppressed the other Yeti with their firepower that he remembered something and pointed to the ruins of Manzhuyuan.

"This... I shouldn't need to pay compensation, right?"

"You're only realizing it now? This can be considered an artifact; its history is almost as long as that of Kjerag."

This was a bit awkward. Mizuki scratched his face sheepishly, regretting that he hadn't buried the bomb there. He hadn't expected the bombs stored at House Silverash to be so powerful; they were almost as powerful as W's.

"And what else? Your men also stole three chickens, two cows, and a piece of smoked meat. Did they even need to eat?"

Mizuki fell completely silent. He remembered sending the Sea Siren disguised as yeti to cause trouble down the mountain, creating the impression that the House Silverash had defeated the Snow Ghost and that the Perroche Family and House Browntail were weak and helpless. This also gave the House Silverash a reason to lead their troops and weapons into the Holy Mountain, not to steal anything. Where did these girls learn to be so cunning?

"Just kidding. Consider this a small loss as compensation. Kjerag isn't that stingy. But are you sure this will give the House Silverash legitimate control over Kjerag?"

"Why not believe it? The Kjerag people may not know how many hidden schemes exist between the three families, but one thing they are certain of."

Mizuki watched as Sea Siren No. 777 quietly left the Yeti's body. The towering Yeti was once again shattered into snowflakes. Aktoz and Ratatos were both injured, not seriously, but they wouldn't recover easily. Meanwhile, the House Silverash had begun to gradually take over the entire Kjerag.

What is it?

"Kjerag's current life, those who don't freeze to death because of the Originium Furnace, those crops that grow thanks to fertilizer—all of it comes from the House Silverash. They know who made them live this way."

She stood up and brushed off the snowflakes. Mizuki gradually became transparent in the sunlight, and then disappeared completely. Yara finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried about fighting Mizuki. She was still young, and so was Yel. They definitely couldn't beat Mizuki. She really didn't know where such a terrifying guy came from.

On the other side, after listening to Matterhorn's account, Saintess Enya and the heads of the other two families finally understood what had happened.

"So, Enciodes went to attend a very important meeting, and you originally wanted to explain things clearly at today's three-race meeting, but you discovered that the Snow Ghost had attacked the town when you were about to set off?"

"Yes, there were many of them, but fortunately they were discovered early and didn't cause much damage. It's just that the people were a bit panicked. We saw some Snow Ghost fleeing towards the Holy Mountain, so we chased after them to protect the holy maiden."

The reason was impeccable. Given that everyone had witnessed the giant yeti, no one could say anything when the House Silverash entered the Holy Mountain with weapons. On the contrary, they should be thanked for their timely appearance. Aktoz was a straightforward person, or to put it nicely, bold and direct; to put it bluntly, he was a bit dim-witted. It was only natural that he would thank someone for saving his life.

Only Ratatos felt something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. The information she had was too little to deduce the whole picture, but these people, fully armed, didn't seem like they were hastily equipping themselves to chase the Snow Ghost... they seemed more like they had come prepared.

Even without Mizuki's interference, Kjerag would have undergone a similar upheaval today, Snow Ghost would have appeared as well, albeit as a force trained by the House Silverash under the name Snow Ghost.

Everything will proceed as usual then, since after today no one except Yara will be able to challenge the House Silverash's influence in Kjerag.

For Mizuki, this was just one of the slightly bigger of the countless little episodes that happened today. Yel younger than he thought, and he had already exhausted all his strength just to protect the land of Kjerag from Catastrophe.

With that, Kjerag had no more worries. The only thing left to worry about was Bolivar, who was not as easy to deal with as Kjerag.

"Based on the previous talks with Iberia, the three Bolivar factions are now basically independent and no longer subject to outsiders. However, Bolivar's overall strength is still not very strong, so it is not easy to issue a warning without causing panic."

Standing on the grass in Bolivar, Mizuki reached out and plucked a Deep Blue fruit from a white thorn vine.

Taking a small bite, Mizuki gazed at the city not far away. He remembered that it was here that he had met the Raffaella siblings. He had come here intending to do something, but he found that things were developing in an unexpected direction. He had previously overlooked the movements on Bolivar's side, which was truly surprising.

"So, does that mean there'll be a good show to watch over Lungmen too?"

Mizuki finished eating the fruit in her hand, then fell backward, transforming into countless water droplets that irrigated the grass beneath her the moment she touched the ground.

Just as Mizuki was figuring things out, in a hotel in Lungmen, Candela sat at her desk, tapping her pen on the table repeatedly, struggling with her thoughts.

If it were merely for trade, no power in Bolivar would object to her choice. But if it were a formal request for an alliance, then there could be no dissenting voice within Bolivar.

The problem is that she has no right to sign the agreement on behalf of any faction. Her unilateral agreement would only cause dissatisfaction among the forces behind the scenes. There is no way that the three factions in Bolivar could stand together.

There was no way to complete this alliance. Putting aside the matter of Bolivar, even her Dossoles might be affected. But if she agreed... then Dossoles would become someone else's property, and she didn't want to lose the city she had painstakingly built up over the years.

"Ms. Candela, may I come in?"

Just as Candela was pondering, the light sound of La Pluma fluttering came from the doorway. She quite liked this naturally naive girl.

"Come in, the door's unlocked."

Candela remained focused on the paper in front of her, which was filled with various possible outcomes of alliances and non-alliance. The final conclusion was that no matter who was chosen, Candela would not have a good ending. She was the only one who would suffer in this meeting, and she shouldn't have agreed.

"This is lunch, Ms. Candela should eat properly."

La Pluma placed the packed lunch in front of Candela, who then realized that she had forgotten to eat because she was worried about having to attend a meeting in the afternoon.

"Thank you, Raffaella... I suddenly envy you for being able to not think about anything like this."

"Because I'm a bit slow, my brother said he can handle things, and after I get married, I'll leave the thinking to Mizuki!"

"Mizuki ...ah, that young Aegir ..." A figure flashed through Candela's memory. "I'll definitely come to give you a gift when you get married."

Mizuki had spent some time in Dossoles, so Candela could indeed possibly know him. However, La Pluma couldn't help but frown. She remembered that Candela's reaction wasn't like this when she called out Mizuki's name before.

However, these were not issues for the La Pluma to consider. She simply watched Candela finish her meal, put the paper away, and then yawned.

"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up in half an hour."

"OK."

Carrying her tray, Candela left the room, gently closing La Pluma door behind her. She yawned, lay down on the bed, and planned to take a nap to relieve her fatigue.

However, not long after she fell asleep, La Pluma quietly entered, carrying a rope in his hand.

Outside the door, Dario and the Emperor stood Ernesto, who had originally been a guard. The three seemed to be discussing something before dispersing.

Mizuki was secretly observing everything, and then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, before Exusiai pinched her cheek.

"What are you thinking about that makes you so happy?"

"I miss you." Mizuki looked at Exusiai. "Aren't you going to change your clothes? Just wear your usual outfit?"

"It's just getting a marriage certificate, not taking wedding photos. This is fine. You're dressed the same as usual, aren't you?"

Exusiai poked Mizuki's cheek, knowing that he definitely wasn't thinking about her just now.

"That's right, just do it the same as usual."

Mizuki's smile widened, Exusiai nodded in satisfaction; this was the expression Mizuki would have when she missed her.

Chapter 236 Getting the Marriage Certificate!

"Where are Mizuki and Exusiai?"

After the concert, the three girls returned to Penguin Logistics and found that their two most important people were missing. Lemuen and Mostima sat on either side of Fiammetta, as if saying some words of comfort to her.

Fiammetta's face was visibly terrible, as if she had encountered a scammer while riding her bicycle to buy groceries, and she was so angry that she wanted to beat someone up.

Not seeing Exusiai could be explained by her being upstairs or going grocery shopping, but not seeing Mizuki is truly a rare occurrence. Mizuki usually comes out to greet everyone when they return.

Lemuen immediately gestured for the three to be quiet, then got up, walked over to them, and led them upstairs to the second floor.

"Xiao Le and Mizuki went to get their marriage certificate."

These words struck them like a bolt from the blue, making them wonder if they should see a doctor about their hearing.

"Your ears are fine."

"Leader... woo!"

Sora almost shouted it out, and Texas straightened her tail instantly, while Texas had an indifferent expression, as Croissant, "Oh, so they went to get their marriage certificate. I thought they eloped."

"After all, Lungmen has changed its requirements now; you can get a marriage certificate after dating for three months. Considering we'll need to buy a house later, getting a marriage certificate is definitely the most suitable option."

However, the most important thing is that Exusiai and Mizuki need peace of mind. Their feelings for each other have not been developing for long, and their personalities are quite compatible. Lemuen does not doubt the feelings between them.

"That's true, but I still find it a little hard to believe. Now that you mention it, I realize they're not even married yet."

Mizuki and Exusiai's daily interactions are far too enthusiastic, always giving off the vibe of a newlywed couple. Over time, it makes people forget that they are actually not married yet.

Texas seemed to have finally let go of something in her heart. Her expression was complicated, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't exactly run to the marriage registry office and kick Exusiai away from Mizuki, could she?

"When are they getting married? Can I collect the wedding gift money?"

Croissant has no idea what disappointment is. Her relationship with Mizuki is more than friends but less than lovers, and she's just a little addicted to it. It's more of a physical relationship than a spiritual one. If Mizuki asked her to marry him, she would agree, but she prefers her current life and wants to live a few more years before asking Mizuki to support her.

"There's definitely no rush to get married."

"Lemuen, don't you feel... disappointed?"

"How could I be disappointed?"

Let alone disappointment, the joy and happiness on Lemuen's face was something even a Blue Cardwood superstar couldn't fake.

"My sister has found a good man to entrust her life to. Mizuki will soon go from being my sister's boyfriend to my brother-in-law. Isn't that wonderful?"

"But can you accept the idea that Mizuki is fickle?"

"What's so unacceptable about that?" Lemuen waved her hand. "It's not all bad, is it?"

The three girls all felt a little embarrassed, their faces turning slightly red. Texas didn't blush, but her tail wagged unnaturally. Everyone here had eaten Jellyfish-chan and played five-player ranked matches, so they all understood what was going on without needing to be told.

The thought of shifting my relationship with Mizuki from the public eye to the clandestine one is making me... well, I guess I'm even more excited?

"Miss Fiammetta, what's going on?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to vent to someone after being pressured to get married, but then I found out that my ideal confidant had already gone to get married with another woman."

If they hadn't known that Fiammetta harbored special feelings for Mizuki, the group might not have understood what they were saying at all. It was understandable, though; Fiammetta was too upright to be as cunning as Lemuen and Mostima.

Sora could only sigh that if Fiammetta continued like this, she might lose to Croissant. Thinking about it, Fiammetta was a really great girl. She had a legitimate position in Laterano, was righteous and kind, never beat around the bush but always considered other people's feelings, and had a great figure that Sora couldn't help but envy.

"Getting a marriage certificate... we can't get one, but a fake one will do."

Croissant thought for a while and decided that she couldn't leave out the sisters who had Exusiai's things. She was good at making fake documents, and she had made all of Mizuki's documents.

"Let's get Fiammetta married along with them, so her family won't keep pressuring her to get married."

Lemuen glanced at the time. Mizuki and Exusiai had left half an hour ago, and they should be there by now, ready to register. It shouldn't take long.

But from today onwards, her sister's boyfriend will officially become her brother-in-law. Well, this actually makes the most impure part of her heart feel exceptionally joyful and excited. Mizuki really is very easy to tempt people to depravity, but fortunately, she can still suppress herself.

If Mizuki heard Lemuen's thoughts, she would definitely roll her eyes. It's as if it's all his fault. Apart from Exusiai and the Doctor, he has never taken the initiative to make a romantic advance towards anyone.

Of course, Mizuki wasn't thinking about those things right now; she was just taking pictures with Exusiai and waiting for the formalities to be completed.

"You two really look like a perfect match." The photographer glanced at the photo in his hand. "So young, I wish you both happiness in the future."

"Thanks."

Mizuki and Exusiai sat to one side waiting for their marriage certificate to be processed. Bored, Mizuki played games Exusiai played with Mizuki's hair.

Since completing his latest evolution, Mizuki has become better in every way than before. His skin is smooth and delicate, and his hair is soft and feels wonderful to the touch. Exusiai's two biggest hobbies now are poking his cheeks and turning his hair into a bow.

Mizuki's hair is alive; it even wraps itself around Exusiai's fingers as if to greet her warmly.

To others, this Exusiai showed no fear whatsoever; she even found it somewhat amusing. Mizuki's hair was the kind that couldn't be dyed—a unique blue and pink gradient that was unparalleled in the world.

"Mizuki, do you think our daughter will look more like you or me?"

"I hope my daughter will resemble you more," Mizuki thought for a moment. "After all, you are my favorite person, so it would be best if she looked like you."

"You really aren't shy at all." Exusiai looked around. She and Mizuki were the only ones who came to get their marriage certificate today. Otherwise, she would have been embarrassed, if not ashamed.

"Of course, it's better if my personality isn't like yours, otherwise the house will be very noisy. Hmm... what style do you like for the house's decoration?"

"My sister can take care of the child. We can talk about the renovations later; I haven't really thought about it."