Mephistopheles's Marriage Defense Battle (Part One)

Without hesitation, Mel Teleportation me to a high place. I saw Teacher Nova gesturing wildly as he directed the mage tower to fly back to its original position. My banshee, led by Damala, was laboriously carrying the dragon's corpse, preparing to take it home. Mel pulled me across half the city quickly, then landed in front of a building. Before I could even see clearly, Mel had already pulled me inside.

He led me to a window and shouted, "Quick, let's get married!!!"

A short while later, two paper marriage certificates were handed out.

Um...

I am married?

"Let's go! Let's go home and prepare for the wedding!" Mel cheered excitedly, like a little girl who had just bought a doll, skipping and hopping as she walked, completely lacking the dignity of a mage.

I looked at him helplessly and could only let him drag me around and act silly.

Why...

I touched the corner of my mouth and realized I'd been smiling the whole time. We're together, and we'll always be together. It doesn't matter if there are cyborgs, Annihilator, or crazy dragons in the future, because with Mel and me, it's perfectly fine...

Um?

"Xipei, run!"

Suddenly, Mel rushed over and scooped me up in her arms—ouch! Why couldn't I escape her? How did I end up being princess-carried like this? This position is so weird!

"Mel?"

"Run! Let's go home! The Shadow Moon people are coming!"

Why?

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, "What are you afraid of, Mel? Have you forgotten we just registered? We're already married!"

"Ah..." Mel blushed and hugged me, then felt more confident.

"So, can you let me go now?"

"... Just one more hug... I love hugging... It feels so good to hug Xipei..." Mel looked at me with a pitiful expression. I... I really can't do anything with you!

I carefully put away the staff my teacher had left me. Damala asked me in my mind if I wanted her to cut up the dragon first. My teacher had a bone dragon as a battle partner, so Damala was very good at cutting up dragons... Hmm, speaking of which, I also wanted to extract the bones from this dragon and make a mount or something. Then Damala also relayed Nova's message, telling us to go home for dinner that night, as he had prepared a big meal.

Ah, I need to get back home to build the Bone Dragon, prepare for the wedding, and continue teaching my apprentices. Hmm, maybe I should take Ruiduo to the Elven Sanctuary on our honeymoon to see if she still has any relatives. Ruiduo seemed quite interested in magic before, so we might take her on as an apprentice.

Whew... thinking about it, there's so much to do. I'll just take a nap while I can. Anyway, Mel's holding me, so I don't have to walk by myself...

Hmm... I like Mel the most.

[The main story is complete!]

[But don't worry, a pure romance-filled bonus chapter is coming soon!]

Author's Note:

Hooray! The main story is finally finished! Thank you to all the little angels who've been with us all this way! Thank you for your love! Now, let me post a group chat; it seems some cuties still don't know it—Dark Elf Sisterhood 495638749. As for the answer to join, well, that depends on whether you know me or not, hehehe! My Weibo is a retweet, like, and share-hehe Weibo account; @DragonRider-SuChangTian is a place where you can chat and laugh with me!

... Well, there will be a few side stories later, and then there's the long story about Milan, you can click on the content you want to see! Love you~~~ But as for the side stories, I... hehe, I'll take a break and won't be updating daily anymore! I also need to start saving up the draft for my next story! I'll try to have it all ready by September!

Chapter 119 Mephistopheles' Battle to Save His Marriage (Part 1)

Shocking! An unknown junior mage in the Federation is actually a disciple of a great sage!

This was the front-page headline of all the major Federation newspapers.

The entire capital of the Osland Federation is now abuzz with gossip, but the protagonist of all this gossip is the same person—the undisputed strongest dark mage of our time Ciprins Field.

If there was any controversy before, there isn't now.

Undisputedly the strongest in the world, number one globally. Whether in academia, the Mages' Association, the Arcane Magic Alliance, or online fan forums, not a single person dares to utter a word against it. Previously, a fan of the Dark Mage Mephistopheles even asked who was stronger between the two, leading to a long and heated online debate. However, after that battle ended with a marriage proposal, news readers were bombarded with displays of affection, and the question was never raised again. Why?

--Didn't you see Mephistopheles completely smitten? He proposed to her in front of the whole world, and it was even revealed that--at an International Magic Summit, the already famous Mephistopheles completely disregarded his status and the occasion, and wrote a love letter right there at the conference! A love letter!

The members of the Osland Federation held their regular meetings for almost a year, all while ignoring Mephistopheles's love letter!

And what did they use to propose? A dragon! No need for diamond rings, roses, or those clichéd 999 flowers. They just threw a dragon at him, and they kissed right there and then.

Isn't all of this enough to prove that Ciprins is the strongest in every aspect? Not strong? Then why didn't Mephistopheles set his sights on anyone else?

This was just the beginning. On the day of the battle, the Shadow Moon Temple in the north sent a delegation of priests on a visit. They arrived in the capital city late in the afternoon. The orderly ranks of dark knights marched silently through the glittering capital of Osland, raising their dark banners aloft. The onlookers on both sides of the street were stunned—even on National Day, Shadow Moon had never sent so many people at once! Even when the Grand National Defense Joint Council convened two years ago, Shadow Moon barely paid any attention. Why had the Shadow Moon Temple, which had always been known for its cold-bloodedness, suddenly changed its ways?

The answer, surprisingly, was still Ciprins Field.

While the world was shocked, the National Magic Research Institute was filled with weeping, except for Ciprins's assistants who were overjoyed.

That evening, Doug, the vice president of the research institute, submitted his resignation, feeling that he was no longer capable of leading the institute and hoping to hand over the reins to Archmage Ciprins. However, there was no response from Ciprins. The mage tower, which had returned to its original location, stood quietly in the night, exuding a standard "keep away" aura from its foundation to its spire. The reporter thought it over and over again, but in the end, he did not dare to force his way in.

So the reporter interviewed people from Shadow Moon and got an even more shocking conclusion—

Ciprins Field, it's possible—no, it should be 100% certain—that his magic is inherited from the legendary High Priest of the Moon, Hailianna, six thousand years ago, because on the day of the battle, the historian of the Shadow Moon Temple recognized the staff in Ciprins's hand through the live broadcast.

No longer shocked, because everyone has become numb to the shock.

Everyone knows Hailianna; for no other reason than that her name is a staple of basic history lessons worldwide.

Hailianna, a legend of the legendary era, the guide of the night, is hailed as the strongest priest in history, and perhaps the most powerful in all time. He is a universally acknowledged sage, and even the Mechanical Revolutionary Army of the Age of No Light dared not utter his name. Whenever a major celebration arrives, there is always a fixed program to praise famous sages in history. Among them, the High Priest of the Moon Hailianna, is the representative figure of the dark faith. Six thousand years after his death, he still has countless fans, and there are countless movies about him.

Countless fans have felt heartbroken that they couldn't live in the same era as their idols.

Now look what's happened! Suddenly, the male god's direct disciple has appeared and become the strongest dark mage in the world. His spectacular aerial battle with the mothership was broadcast live from beginning to end by reporters. As a result, the video was completely covered by pink bullet comments. Moreover, due to the excessive amount of traffic, major video websites had to specifically disable the bullet comment function for this video.

Some journalists also questioned in their reports: How could a monk who died 6,000 years ago transcend the vast expanse of time and space to take on a disciple in the modern world?

Even without Ciprins himself appearing, any first-year student at the magic academy could answer the reporter's questions.

"Because mages are all masters, and a master mage always has a move you can't expect!"