Chapter 193

Cogit Sea Port was originally the place where Cyrus had just awakened from this world—the old Desinia Castle perched on a cliff, with the Cogit Sea to the side.

Today, this old castle has become a work base for harbor staff.

The entire Cogit Sea coastline has transformed from a desolate area to a bustling hub, with the Cogit Sea production line now occupying a crucial position within the Visas.

During preparations for the wedding of the Lord of Desinia and the Pope, bases and factories near the Cogit Sea were temporarily closed, and the surrounding area was evacuated.

Afterwards, a large open space in Cogit Sea Port was temporarily transformed into an exquisite wedding venue, complete with soft sand, azure waters, a clear sky dotted with white clouds, flowers, white veils, wooden frames, chairs...

Overall, it is beautiful and exquisite.

Such a scene was undoubtedly novel and interesting for the nobles who had never held a wedding in a private room before—truly befitting their lord, his ideas were so unique.

As the gentle sea breeze rustled the wind chimes hanging from the wooden frame, the soldiers, at the direction of the head steward Judas, led the nobles who had come to attend the wedding to their seats on either side of the petal-lined path.

Nearby were rows of seats extending backwards, with nobles and officials from the Desinia Territory on one side.

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On one side were nobles from other small countries and territories.

Orville, Archibald, Queen Minina, Gena, Bula, and others sat at the very front of this side of the seating area.

In the distance are ordinary people who have come to attend the wedding on their own initiative.

There, layers of wooden steps were built, forming a semi-circle, to make it easier for ordinary people to sit down.

By this time, the platform, led by the soldiers, was already full of people.

But there were so many ordinary people coming to the Cogit Sea that some had nowhere to sit, so they stood in empty spaces or climbed trees...

Regardless of their previous opinions on the wedding between the Lord of Desinia and the Pope, they were now mostly excited and thrilled.

As the wedding celebrations grew increasingly lively, a loud "bang" rang out, and countless vibrant flower petals—red, pink, yellow...—sprayed forth from the booming cannons.

The petals fluttered down, causing everyone to look up in surprise, their eyes wide with delight.

And right there among these petals, furry beasts appear, each carrying a tiny flower basket in its mouth.

Coalball and Snowball lead the way, one on the left and one on the right, followed by Egg Yolk, Black Sugar, Ice Cream, and Eggy. Even the Rice Cake has a red rose in its mouth.

As for Rollie and Flathead, because one was too lazy and the other loved to fight, Cyrus had already asked Judas to arrange the two fluffy creatures on the platform where the wedding was held.

One child leaned against a wooden frame, embracing bamboo, a red bow tied around their neck that obscured their neck; the other lay nestled among brightly colored bouquets, their round, dark eyes fixed on the lively scene.

The Qing Tuan hovered above the wedding venue, and the loud cry of an eagle seemed to echo in their ears.

Before long, flocks of seabirds were attracted and, after circling for a while, landed on the wooden frame that had been built, following the Qing Tuan.

The guests were overwhelmed by the sights and exclaimed in amazement.

The fluffy creatures squatted down on both sides of the petal path, then lowered their heads to put down the flower baskets they were carrying in their mouths. With another salute, two figures walked slowly hand in hand along the petal path.

"Ouch."

Eggy ran excitedly toward the figure in the white suit. The other furry creatures moved their paws, seemingly tempted, but remembering what was going on, they remained upright and sat proudly on either side of the path.

Cyrus, held by the hand of Pope Mian, couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the dog running towards them. His expression was helpless. He said softly, "I knew Eggy wouldn't sit still and behave."

Since he was marrying two men, the Pope and the Pope, they didn't have to strictly follow the wedding ceremony order. The fluffy creatures served as flower girls, carrying flower baskets at the front.

Segalot: "It seems it likes wearing little skirts."

Cyrus narrowed her eyes and smiled, "That's right."

Eggy quickly slammed on the brakes, hunching his shoulders and staring at his father, who was smiling gently, "Huh?"

Cyrus patted Eggy's head and waved to the other furry creatures looking in her direction—instantly, a group of furry creatures rushed to Cyrus's side, even Rollie and Flathead squeezed in.

Segalot: "..."

I should thank them; at least they left me a spot.

Just then, someone exclaimed and looked towards the sea.

--On the azure sea, a group of Orca suddenly appeared, their backs spouting thick columns of water that seemed to shimmer with iridescent colors in the sunlight. The Orca would occasionally leap out of the sea, their round, black and Rollie bodies creating wave after wave of spray.

Cyrus felt the joyful emotions emanating from the Rice Ball and couldn't help but smile as well.

He turned to look at the Pope, gripped his hand tightly again, and the two smiled at each other as they strolled to the prepared wooden platform—the wedding was to be officiated by Cardinal Malediz.

Malediz read the oath.

Cyrus and Segalot held each other's hands and made the most romantic promise in front of the statue of the Creator God.

In our future marriage, whether in good times or bad, in wealth or poverty, in health or sickness, we will walk hand in hand through thick and thin, sharing both joy and sorrow.

We are willing to be each other's life partners, and we will uphold this vow for a lifetime.

Segalot pulled Cyrus close, cupped her face in one hand, wrapped the other around her waist, and kissed her tenderly.

Not far away, crystal-clear water droplets spewed from the sea, while petals and colorful ribbons drifted down nearby. Amidst the fluffy chirping and the soaring of the Qing Tuan, the crowd applauded, offering their blessings to the Lord of Desinia and the Pope.

Among the guests, King Gena Kozmo of the Bovell Kingdom seemed deeply moved, sighing softly, "Perhaps I should also find a wife..."

Orville clapped his hands, but his gaze drifted to the Rollie panda sitting on the ground, which was now holding the bamboo.

Archibald felt he had almost let go; his aunt was growing old... Perhaps it was time for him to consider the future of the Anas Kingdom...

This is a day that will be remembered by everyone and recorded in history.

After the wedding, Cyrus held a bonfire party on the beach, and people stayed up all night, only gradually dispersing at dawn.

After attending the party and saying a few polite words, Cyrus was pulled away by Pope Márai.

The two returned to the castle alone.

Under the bright moonlight, Segalot scooped up Cyrus, who was exuding the fragrance of flowers and wine, and carried her down the empty corridor toward the bedroom.

Cyrus had drunk a little wine earlier, and her face was flushed, whether from the alcohol or from shyness, it was hard to tell.

"We just came like this... Is that really okay?"

As Cyrus muttered to himself, he fiddled with Segalot's tie, and soon it came undone, hanging loosely around the Pope's neck.

Segalot chuckled, "What's wrong with that?"

Cyrus: "After all, Orville and Archibald are still at the banquet, and the others... have only exchanged a few words."

The dinner had barely begun when the host left.

Segalot: "They knew we left, they saw us."

Cyrus Zuoyi cried out, covering her face. After a moment, she opened her fingers wide, her caramel-colored eyes peeking out, and mumbled, "Then wouldn't that mean... wouldn't that mean..."

They all knew what they and the Pope were doing...

Oh no, I'm a little embarrassed to see anyone.

Segalot had already carried Cyrus into the bedroom. He placed her on the soft bed, supporting himself with one leg and the other hand next to Cyrus's head.

Cyrus lowered her hands from her cheeks and stared intently at Pope Mianxiong's sexy gesture of loosening his tie. Her focused expression made Segalot chuckle softly.

Segalot then leaned down and kissed his rosy lips, her voice hoarse, "Didn't you say before that after we got married, doing anything intimate would be legal?"

Cyrus licked her lips. "Don't you know the term 'talking big'? I'm not like you, thick-skinned."

As he spoke, he boldly pinched the Pope's cheek.

Segalot said in a low, hoarse voice, "It seems the teacher didn't teach well enough. Why don't we study all night tonight?"

Cyrus's eyes widened in surprise.

He then snorted and planted a big kiss on the Pope's lips, followed by a series of kisses on his cheeks, nose, and neck... before unflinchingly unbuttoning the Pope's suit jacket.

I'll teach you tonight.

Cyrus had already sent 098 out to play. He opened the library in the system interface, blushing, and used his reputation points to exchange for a "position" encyclopedia, which also contained detailed explanations...

He thought to himself that he had to show off his skills tonight and not let the Pope look down on him.

Suits, bow ties, vests, and undergarments were all thrown out from behind the pale red gauze curtain...

Before long, the large bed began to tremble, sometimes violently, sometimes slightly... The figures of people intertwined could be vaguely seen on the bed covered by layers of gauze curtains, and the low, husky sounds emanating from it made one blush.

"Ugh... no."

A slender, fair hand seemed unable to withstand the sight as it emerged from between the gauze curtains, its fingertips delicate and trembling slightly, but it was immediately pulled back by another long, slender hand that slipped between the fingers...

The pale pink gauze curtain then began to sway violently.

Segalot deep, husky voice came faintly from inside. "Sweetheart, we... have a whole night to practice diligently..."

Cyrus showed off her skills.

As he had hoped, Segalot showed a surprised expression.

But immediately, the smile that appeared on the Pope's face made Cyrus realize—he had probably... dug his own grave.

The next day, Cyrus didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky.

The fluffy creatures had somehow entered the room, sprawling all over the floor and sofa, while Segalot lay beside him, one arm around him, and kissed him when he woke up.

"Morning."

Cyrus buried her head in Segalot's chest and rubbed against him.

At this moment, Rice Cake jumped onto the bed, gracefully came to the two of them, looked for a gap and found none, so she lay down on Cyrus's stomach.

"Ugh."

Cyrus rubbed Rice Cake's little head.

Segalot: "Orville and Archibald are waiting for you; they are leaving to return to their respective territories."

After the wedding, some nobles had already left, while Gena and Bula sent messengers to say goodbye.

"I'm getting up now."

Hearing this, Cyrus propped himself up on his arms, but the soreness in his lower back almost made him fall over again, fortunately Segalot caught him.

Cyrus blushed and glared at him.

Segalot smiled. "I'll help you."

He personally helped Cyrus get dressed, then carried her to the bed and took her to the bathroom to wash up. Afterwards, the two of them, dressed neatly, came to the hall.

Orville and Archibald were waiting there, and stood up when they saw Cyrus.

"Aren't you going to stay a few more days?" Cyrus asked.

Orville: "No, I have something to do."

His owl Noah and Snow Wolf Snow are both currently fathers, so he didn't bring them with him when he came to the Desinia Territory this time.

Cyrus naturally understood that Orville's so-called "going out on business" was simply to change Noah and Snow into little dresses...

For the Grand Duke, this is probably the important matter.

Cyrus smiled and nodded, then looked at Archibald.

"The Nagabi Merchant Guild still has many things that require my attention."

Furthermore, the recent emergence of new drugs and Steam Engine made him realize the enormous profits they contained. If he didn't work harder, the Thorn Merchant Guild would soon leave the Nagabi Merchant Guild far behind.

Archibald stepped forward and, under the Pope's suddenly somber gaze, embraced Cyrus: "Little Zuoyi, may you be happy forever."

He hugged her briefly and then immediately let go.

Cyrus smiled and said, "I will, thank you, Archie."

Finally, he saw the two off from Par Mountain.

As they were leaving, Cyrus made the Pope kneel down, then jumped onto his back. "Let's go!"

Segalot carefully carried the person on his back, supporting Cyrus's legs as he walked. Passing servants stopped and bowed their heads, seemingly used to such astonishing scenes, their expressions unchanged as they remained respectful.

Cyrus, rubbing her still slightly sore lower back, leaned close to Pope Mian's ear and whispered, "I think we can keep our discussions at night brief from now on, okay?"

Segalot: "No, I prefer deeper conversations."

"No room for negotiation?"

"No."

Cyrus Zuoyi pouted. "You don't love me anymore after we've only just gotten married? Didn't we agree that you'd listen to me... Your Majesty, as Pope, you must keep your word."

Segalot stopped, his strong arms pulling the person to his front, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Alright, I'll listen to you. Let's stop here."

"However, I have no experience in this area. Why don't we give it a try tonight?"

Cyrus, completely unaware of the treacherous nature of human hearts, nodded in agreement.

When evening came, Segalot indeed "stopped at the right point".

But he couldn't hold back, and with a sob in his voice, he clung tightly to the person above him. "Um... let's have a deeper conversation, please, Mian, A-Sai..."

Segalot stroked his sweaty forehead, kissed it, and said in a low, husky voice, "Good boy, here you go..."

Later generations recorded the legendary life of Cyrus Desinia.

--Shortly after his wedding to the Pope, the entire Western Continent officially began its transition from the Age of Handicrafts to the Age of Industrialization...

When Cyrus was nearly thirty, Grand Duke Achiyoli dismantled the Achiyoli Territory, which was then Desinia Territory, becoming part of its domain.

Orville Achiyoli, on the other hand, became a friendly neighbor with the lord of Desinia, and he built his castle on the other side of the Par Mountain.

When Cyrus was thirty-eight, he and the Pope adopted a baby who had black, curly hair and caramel-colored eyes...

When Cyrus was forty-nine years old, the Kadi Tribe submitted to him. The following year, the Bovell Kingdom and the Anas Kingdom submitted to him, and humanity entered the electrical age from the steam age.

Three years later, Segalot stepped down as pope, and his chosen successor took over.

Throughout their lives, the Lord of Desinia and the Pope fulfilled their wedding vows, growing old together and never abandoning each other.