At one of the royal guest rooms at the west wing, the representatives from the Moon Clan were having a discussion between themselves.
"So, what do you think of Azrael, mom?" Estella asked her mother in the presence of the Matriarch of their Clan who is a high-rank-9 Arcana Master, about 2 Billion SP (soul power) away from becoming a demigod and increasing the lifespan for a hundred thousand years.
Scarlet let out a mischievous smile as tried to tease her daughter while pinching the cheeks lightly, "why? Do you want to give surprise news? I saw how you are behaving around him. Just like a girl who has a crush on a boy. Do you like him?"
Estella didn't feel any shy to answer her mother's question. She answered truthfully to her and her ancestor. "He's the only one in my age group that I don't have the confidence to defeat him. Even in the future, I'm not sure I can beat unless a miracle appears. I finally realized it after watching today's battle.
There's an issue is his origins but a person with such terrifying potential cannot be a commoner. So, I think he's the perfect partner for me."
"Hmm…" Scarlet nodded in agreement. She then said, "As far as I can see, he appeared to have a bigger ego than yourself and is strongly attached to his foster family. Seeing that you are asking me something, I guess you need my help. Do you want me to talk to his family? But, both of you are still young to even think of marriage and love cannot be forced. Why don't you get more familiar with him and his family? Once you were adults, I'll think about it.
Moreover, you shouldn't rush with things like these, or else, you'll end up like me."
"Exactly, this is where I want your help, mom." Estella grabbed her mother's hands in excitement, "If you approve Azrael, help me to clear the obstacles that I cannot cross on my own. I just need simple favors from both of you."
The Moon Clan's ancestor and Scarlet Moon looked at each other when they realized one of these simple favors isn't simple at all. If not for the fact that they personally witnessed Azzy's abnormal strength, Estella would have been scolded by now.
Meanwhile, at another royal guest room in the east wing, Kylan was stunned on the spot, "what did you say?"
Pandora said it again with a straight face, "I said that Azrael is the descendant of Aelius Crescent. It's possible that he might even be a direct descendant considering how he possesses the black lightning element. The monarch was the one that confirmed it. I wanted to let you know before you think of any funny business because of your friendship with the King of Rivendell."
As the matriarch of the night clan left the room, Kylan Crescent furrowed his brows and mumbled, "The black lightning has appeared after 6000 years? I need to keep this secret from my son Gredor or else, who knows what will he try to do to the kid. Forget about that for a second, Kylan. There's even more of a pressing matter here.
You should think about what to do with Ragron. He was humiliated deeply today. I can't destroy my good relationship with him and Rivendell just for the sake of the kid. But, I can't let the kid be harmed too. Hmm, maybe, I should just let Gredor ascend to the position of Patriarch of Crescent Clan and then, talk to the kid to return? Anyway, let's decide once this marriage ceremony is over.
At present, Izora's mental state is the most important."
The day passes away in a blink of an eye;
Although people heard of the battle between Azzy and Ragron, it wasn't still a fair match and so, it didn't attract that much attention. Who wasn't here a genius and have secret techniques? There are legendary realm experts and even Supreme Realm experts staying as guests. Without being a genius, how could they reach such a level?
So, the matter didn't attract too much attention. Only those who witnessed it personally paid attention to Azzy.
Either way, Azzy was no longer of any importance as it is the day of the wedding between Vesyrn Garcia and Izora Crescent.
For the foreign guests, the former is a prince of the kingdom and the latter is a high-born noble. Only a few knew that they both belong to the Death Clan.
There's no media coverage as these distinguished guests and hosts detest modern things like cameras and all.
The traditional wedding at Freyles lasts three days. The first day is the marriage, which is attended only by special invited guests and relatives from either side. It is done in a closed space.
The second day is the wedding reception, where the couple to be introduced to the public. Here, other guests will be also invited to the place for a grand banquet at noon. Gifts to the couple are given on this day and this event will be done in an open space.
The third day is more like an in-family thing where the couple will receive the blessings from the founders, Azrael Garcia, and his five queens. After that, the couple will have lunch at the bride's paternal home and then, dinner at her in-law's home.
Azzy arrived at the grand hall where the wedding was supposed to take place. While Oakley was forced to join the other Night Clan members at the front along with the distinguished guests, Azzy sat with Avia and Affea at the back just like other family members of other clans.
Soon, the bridegroom arrived.
Azzy couldn't smile outwardly because of the location but inwardly, he appeared to be delighted to see his father for the first time. However, as he doesn't have any memories with his parents, Azzy couldn't get emotional. He was just happy. That's all…
Along with his father, there's Qridus Garcia, the strongest human in the world, alive.
In usual situations, everyone would stand up to pay respects to such a figure but everyone continued to sit to follow the tradition.
The grandfather and grandson pair reached the front where a huge statue was located. It is the statue of Hera, the wife of Zeus, the queen of the gods, and the goddess of marriage.
About exactly three minutes later, a beautiful young woman in a traditional wedding dress arrived at the hall. She was accompanied by Kylan, who is there in place of her late father.
"Wow, in photos, it wasn't that clear but she seriously looks a lot similar to Aunt Evelyn." Azzy thought as he saw his mother walking down the aisle.
It was at that moment, Avia whispered to her mother, "Doesn't Azrael looks a little bit like her?"
"Hmm?" Affea was taken aback and looked at Azzy, and then, at Izora. "She's right. They surprisingly have similar features, especially the eyes, chin, and ears too. Ah, I forgot that she's also from the Crescent clan. It can be possible."
She replied, "Maybe, it's because both of them have the same ancestor."
"Same ancestor?" Avia glanced at Azzy from the corner of her eyes. "Is he a noble too?"
Soon, Izora reached Vesyrn and both of them faced the statue of Hera while the current king of Freyles personally officiate the marriage.
Azzy saw that his father was grinning like a fool while his mother was devoid of any expressions. It led him to doubt whether his mother was happy with marrying his father.
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