Overgeared

art that they really wanted to emulate.
No, it was closer to being incomprehensible.

Then Lauel poked his head out from among the Overgeared members worrying about the criticism that Grid would face.

“In fact, it must be now.”

The emperor’s wedding ceremony was about to take place, so he was currently dressed in splendid formal attire.

“It is a wedding ceremony that needs to be held anyway.
There will be less backlash if it is done when public opinion is good.”

Lauel looked at Grid’s marriage from a political perspective.
He thought that Marie Rose’s strength was essential for Grid.
It was after all the events had come to an end.

In fact, he felt sorry for Grid, who said he was going to marry Marie Rose quickly.
It was because he witnessed several times what Marie Rose was like.
Marie Rose’s evil appearance as she bit Grid’s lips and licked his blood under the guise of a kiss…
Lauel would never forget it.

It was the same for Huroi.
‘My poor liege…’

What type of threats did he receive that he was in such a hurry to get married? It was already sad to think that he would be tormented for the rest of his life by the monstrous woman who laughed at the Old Dragons.
He was on the verge of tears.

At a time when everyone was worried about Grid for various reasons…

“It is nice to see you.”

“Hello.”

“……”

Grid was scared for a slightly different reason.

It was the moment when he was introducing Irene to his new life.
It was already the third time, but he always felt like he was sitting on a cushion of thorns.
Furthermore, this time the other person was an Absolute.
In fact, he was more afraid of Marie Rose’s inner thoughts than Irene’s.
He wondered if she would harm Irene.
He was worried and nervous.

Did she know Grid’s heart or not?

Irene spoke with a loving smile as always, “Vampire duke, Marie Rose.
I know your noble self well.
You have a great reputation.
I know that you are a rare Absolute in the world and that you are much older than me.
It is right if I serve you wholeheartedly.”

“You know it well.”

Your noble self…?

Marie Rose cocked her head at the unexpected title before slowly smiling deeply.

Her dear husband’s legal wife—she was the first woman her dear husband fell in love with and also gave birth to his child.
Marie Rose was going to be respectful to a certain extent.
Of course, when she said respect, it meant to guarantee the state of the legal wife and to say some good things.

Marie Rose looked at it realistically.
Irene was just a god’s companion and was nothing compared to her, an Absolute.
The hierarchy of the two of them could be called the difference between heaven and earth.
There would be few such face-to-face meetings in the future.

It happened as she was thinking this…

“However, since His Majesty has welcomed you as his imperial concubine, I won’t be able to serve you.
I am afraid and nervous because my rank is higher than yours, but I will be brave and behave properly.
I hope we get along in the future.”

“……?”

Marie Rose doubted her ears but she couldn’t react hastily.
She didn’t feel any ill will from Irene.
It was a truth conveyed by the senses of an Absolute.
Irene wasn’t being territorial right now.
She didn’t despise Marie Rose, nor was she jealous.
It was just that as Grid’s legal wife, the empress of the Empire and the mother of the people, she was aware of herself and behaved properly.
As she said, she was squeezing out her courage.

‘…She was originally just a noble of a small kingdom.’

Marie Rose saw Irene’s determined eyes and calculated her position.

Irene—her lineage was inferior to Mercedes, a nobleman and chief knight of the Saharan Empire.
She also wasn’t comparable to Basara, who was an empress.
However, her identity had changed continuously since her marriage to Grid.

From a duchess to a king’s wife, to an emperor’s wife, and then a god’s wife.
She was served in reverse by those she deserved to bow her head to.

Was she happy? Judging from her feelings, she must be more burdened than happy.
Even so, she never showed it.
She might be very nervous in this moment, but the way her fingertips didn’t even tremble showed how much effort she had put in.

“I like it.”

After Irene’s series of remarks, Marie Rose silently finished weighing the situation and spoke slowly, “Empress Irene, I know your heart.
Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to behave appropriately.
Ah, in addition.”

It was a gentler attitude than expected.
Grid was relieved to see Marie Rose speaking unexpectedly softly, only to be nervous again.

Maybe she was going to add that Irene should be careful with her mouth from now on…
he had such concerns.
It was a guess because he didn’t know much about Marie Rose yet.

“I hope we get along in the future as well.”

The gentle smile she only showed to Grid up until yesterday—Marie Rose had a smile on her face that was captivating to both sexes as she whispered to Irene, “I’ll take good care of you as well as Grid.”

Irene, who almost called out ‘Older Sister,’ hurriedly covered her mouth and nodded.
After a while—

“What? Grid is getting married again?”

The surprise announcement of the promotional officer, Huroi, turned Reinhardt upside down.
No, it was more accurate to say that the whole world was in an uproar.

The reporters rushed in.

“Is it even a public wedding ceremony?”

They pointed out Grid’s attitude of opening the wedding venue to the public.

“It is an attitude that shows he really isn’t worried about anything.”

“I agree.
Later, he will brag about having 3,000 court ladies.”

He wasn’t ashamed of his experience with women but was showing it off.
This might be Satisfy and he might be the hero who saved the world, but this was going too far.
Of course, the residents of Satisfy would praise it, but it was hard to accept from the perspective of modern people.

Reporters were preparing to use this opportunity to pour out provocative articles when they suddenly stiffened like stone statues.

It was the moment when a woman wearing transparent cotton cloth appeared in the hall.
It was a woman whose skin felt whiter than the pure white dress.

The identity of the woman staring at Grid with red jade-like eyes was none other than Marie Rose.

She was the bride.

The gestures of Huroi and the knights as they saluted and shouted for the bride’s entrance were conveying it in real time.

“……”

All the guests were fascinated by Marie Rose’s elegant appearance and only the sound of pens scratching rang through the silent wedding hall.
It was the sound of slashing.
It was as if the reporters were erasing something.

Breaking news soon poured out.

[The reasons why we can’t help celebrating Grid’s marriage.]

[The bride is too beautiful to criticize Grid.]

[This marriage is recognized.]

There was a phrase that people often used to describe Marie Rose—she was the embodiment of the ideal type of all humans.

The reporters couldn’t criticize Grid.
They unconditionally sympathized, respected, and acknowledged Grid’s choice.
It was inevitable as a human being.
If they criticized Grid under the current circumstances, they would just be treated as fools who were jealous of Grid.

Thanks to this, Grid’s wedding was held in a peaceful and blessed manner.

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