The journey home always seemed longer than the journey out.
Cui Ciyou and his companions said goodbye to the Migurdia village chief and villagers, then set off on their journey back to Sharia.
Rowin and Rokari, a couple who had spent most of their lives without ever leaving the Demon Continent, found everything in the outside world wonderfully new.
Cui Ciyou recalled the similar journey across continents he had made to find Roxy after the Displacement Incident. Back then, it had taken him almost four years.
Now, a journey across continents like this took only about ten days.
The contrast between then and now filled Cui Ciyou with emotion.
That bastard Human God really had a twisted sense of humor. If he'd just told me about the Teleportation Magic circles back then, I would've gotten home ages ago.
Despite having traveled across continents, Cui Ciyou's group actually returned to Sharia in the Magic Principality before Ghislaine did.
As a newly elevated noble of Asura, Cui Ciyou could have held an extravagantly lavish wedding and invited the powerful and prestigious from across the kingdom.
But neither he nor Roxy and the others wanted anything to do with those tedious, drawn-out noble formalities.
In the end, the four reached an agreement: keep everything simple and do it the ordinary way-throw a grand party, invite all their close and important friends, and share a meal and their happiness.
Afternoon sunlight streamed through the spotless windows into the spacious living room of their new home.
Cui Ciyou, Roxy, Alice, and Sylphy sat around on soft, comfortable sofas. A huge sheet of white paper lay on the coffee table before them, with several names already listed on it.
They were discussing the wedding guest list and the various arrangements.
"There seem to be... a