Chapter 1081
This is also a Wedding Slide Show
As melodious music played, Isabel, who was falling backward powerlessly, was suddenly caught by Eivass.
“Stop crying.”
Eivass’s gentle and low voice sounded in her ear, “I am with you.”
After those words, Isabel’s whole body trembled, and she burst into tears.
She sobbed heartbrokenly, whimpering and wailing. The sadness and sense of security soaked into the hearts of every guest, causing them to shed tears unconsciously.
She apologized incoherently, tearfully saying she hadn’t meant to cry. Eivass gently patted her back, half-laughing and half-crying, comforting her in a low voice.
Eivass’s expression grew more sorrowful and heavier.
The next scene was Eivass confronting Emma across a glass staircase.
Eivass sighed, “I didn’t expect you to dare to attack the Silver and Tin Hall directly.”
“Why wouldn’t I dare? I’m not her.”
The “Succubus Emma” giggled, her voice soft and completely different from Emma’s, “Emma wouldn’t dare, but what does that have to do with me?
“She serves her ‘father’, and I only live for my own pleasure—”
“…So that’s how it is.”
Eivass said calmly.
As the Blood Moon gradually rose, scarlet blood rain poured down from the sky.
Eivass, dressed in the robe of a priest, merely raised his right hand and pointed at Emma, who was holding Isabel hostage.
“—I praise the Candlemaster,”
Eivass uttered in a low voice, “I reverence Hengwo—”
The “camera” focused on Eivass’s pupils.
Within their depths, intensely scarlet and purple radiance bloomed.
He didn’t know what he was giving an order to, but he opened his mouth and said:
“—Make your move, kill her.”
The music paused along with the image.
The next moment, a low and melodious tune began to play.
Eivass stood alone on the shattered glass staircase, while Isabel, running unsteadily, rushed into his embrace.
Just like every moment before, she held Eivass tightly. She held him as if he were her own father.
After that, on the shattered glass staircase, pairs of legs clad in metal armor could be seen walking past.
As the knights stepped onto the broken glass stairs and entered the Round Table Hall, Eivass appeared at the entrance.
He had taken off his priest’s robe, revealing his casual clothes underneath. He was dressed differently from everyone else present.
A pure white shirt, pure white trousers, and pure white cloth shoes. Coupled with his white-gold hair, which moved as if stirred by the wind.
He seemed to be glowing himself, like the sun.
With his hands behind his back, he walked alone across the shattered glass staircase, passing every arrogant and overbearing knight.
As he passed each person, he gently touched them with his fingers behind his back, as if performing a baptism. And each knight became quiet with Eivass’s touch.
The originally boisterous Round Table Hall fell silent with Eivass’s entrance. With every step he took, someone’s expression changed from indifference to humility and obedience.
—The guests present could even clearly see their own expressions at the time.
From this third-person perspective, they could see more clearly…how the originally timid, nervous, and bewildered Queen became bright-eyed, chest held high, and full of confidence as Eivass gradually approached.
After Eivass had touched the knights on one side, he sat in the seat closest to Isabel—to her left.
Eivass rested his chin on his left hand and scanned the room.
“—We shall now begin the meeting.”
Then, he raised the small gavel in front of Isabel with his right hand, “Please be seated as you are.”
This was originally the Authority that only the Queen could wield, signifying the role of the Host. Yet, he had transgressed into this position, and no one dared to say anything.
As Eivass struck the bell in front of the Queen.
From that small gavel burst forth an incomparably brilliant pure white radiance—
The entire illusion before their eyes dissipated. “White”—a white like Eivass’s—filled everyone’s vision, yet did not seem glaring.
The next moment, the illusion vanished.
What reappeared before their eyes was Eivass on a pure white Unicorn, high in the sky, shining with radiance and bathed in rosy clouds.
Like the sun—shining with dazzling splendor.
And they were following the sun from behind.
What a spectacle…
The guests were deeply moved.
Every cry, every word of comfort… was etched into their hearts by the words “I am with you.”
Just following Eivass brought such a strong sense of security.
—In fact, the illusion had not yet ended.
From the moment the Unicorn flew into the sky, using Isabel’s skirt as a medium, everyone had fallen under her illusion. It was through this illusion that she was able to perfectly display the thoughts in her heart.
Not only the visuals, music, and editing—but also her inner feelings, all shared with every guest attending the wedding, letting them know why they had fallen in love with Eivass.
She was not the slightest bit shy, but was filled with pride and confidence—I love Eivass so much, and I think you will love him too!
—I want you all to know, I want everyone to know, how admirable the person I fell in love with is!
Such strong feelings constituted Isabel’s true first work.
Even after the white light ended, the composition of Eivass and Isabel walking in the sky was still an optimized illusion. After all, no one knew the Unicorn’s abilities, and it was reasonable for them to see whatever they saw while following it. Moreover, it couldn’t be considered a pure illusion… Isabel’s illusions had long reached the realm of refining falsehood into truth, and even cameras could capture those painted scenes, and phonographs could record the songs she sang.
They were still trapped in the illusion because Isabel wanted to help them synchronize their sense of time.
When the guests emerged from the illusion, they would arrive at the Church. This conveniently saved them the boredom of the journey.
In a sense, this was also a wedding slideshow showcasing their love for each other…
They did not stop at the port but flew directly to the third level.
As people awoke one by one from their trance, they found that the surroundings had become lush and green at some point.
Forests, grasslands, and all sorts of small animals… it was like a small boat sailing into a fairy tale.
The Unicorn had landed, and Eivass and Isabel had dismounted. A multitude of small animals, both familiar and unfamiliar, gathered around Eivass and Isabel.
Even legendary Fey had brought gifts—in the distance, a band formed by Fey played beautiful music for them. Eivass seemed to be asking the Fey something, while Isabel’s face showed a bit of surprise and hesitation.
“Is this… a gift from the Queen of the Fey?”
Someone murmured.
It seemed there was more—
From the depths of the forest, many Fairies emerged.
Even the Queen of the Shadow Realm had sent a gift as soon as they arrived at the Church!
(End of Chapter)
