Three days later, Boom and Rikka packed up the Wonder House, turned around and walked towards the village. The mess behind them was the traces of Boom's "special training".
"Live well. I won't get involved with you this time. May you be with the gods!" Rikka waved her little hand, and then jumped up and followed Boom's footsteps.
Three ice fox cubs sat quietly in the snow, their eyes filled with joy of surviving the disaster, but also full of reluctance. The three brothers had been living together for half a year, and it was rare to find a strong backer, but the other side also couldn't help it.
Left myself.
The wind and snow instantly blocked the line of sight, and the three little guys slowly blended into it and began to think about today's dinner. As for Boom and Rikka, they walked away into the distance talking and laughing.
"Everyone, I plan to formally marry Tanya, the blessed knight, although it is a bit rogue to do so." Ragna, the Lord of the frozen soil, sat in the stone room and said softly.
Commander Oceanus' eyes widened in surprise. Although he wanted to ask, this kind of thing had nothing to do with him.
Treasurer Graeber nodded, and then scratched something on the notepad. The king's wedding ceremony cannot be neglected, and naturally he will pay a large sum of gold coins.
However, the consul Onomamus frowned, but did not say any words to refute. But in his opinion, the eldest prince Bjorn was still alive, marrying the new mistress at this moment, and was the last to marry the new mistress.
The right time.
Divine Knight Tanya stood expressionless in the shadows. This had been her long-cherished wish for many years, but when it came, she didn't feel any excitement.
Because they are so familiar with each other, so familiar that they have exchanged popsicles thirty years ago, so familiar that the other married that noble lady, so familiar that she became the godmother of Bjorn and Umber.
The camera turned to a small courtyard somewhere. Boom and Rikka, who had just returned to the village, were surrounded by four figures and bowed before they opened the courtyard door.
A lacquered letter stamped with Icefield Butterfly was opened on the spot. A few simple words surprised Boom, while Rikka looked very excited.
On the first day of the wedding month, the atmosphere in the entire tundra continent reached its peak. Belinda, the lord of Changsuo City, presented her own gift, and the leaders of countless villages also followed suit.
Flowers are extremely rare in the frozen continent, but today all the streets in the village are covered with flowers.
For the frozen continent, fruits are a delicacy that only nobles can enjoy, but today every air in the village is filled with the fragrance of fruit.
It is rare for all professionals to be neatly dressed. They either hold their swords horizontally on their chests or turn their magic wands upside down. The principal cavalry wears red robes, and their spotless steel armor is covered with frost.
Ragnar, the Lord of the frozen soil, stood on the beast cart, sometimes nodding to the crowd, and sometimes ordering his subordinates to throw out gold coins one by one.
Whether it is out of sincerity or simply for the bounty, people continue to loudly praise Ragnar's great achievements, from the expedition to the ancient continent to the final killing of the old king Adrian with his own hands.
The convoy finally stopped somewhere in the village, and saw that the courtyard gate in front of them had long been dilapidated, and most of the walls were damaged. Those who knew about it sighed softly, while more people who didn't know about it looked puzzled.
Tanya, the Blessed Knight, dressed in casual clothes, slowly opened the courtyard door, just like the first encounter more than thirty years ago, except that today the other party was standing outside the door, while she was standing in the courtyard.
This is the old house of Ragnar's father, and it is where he has lived for more than ten years. He has only loved Tanya from the beginning to the end, but as a son of a noble, he also shoulders the responsibility of revitalizing the family. p>
But as time passed, Ragnar naturally fulfilled his original vow. Not only did he allow the family to continue, he even sat on the throne of the Lord of the Tundra.
Putting aside the short lifespan of ordinary people, Ragnar is finally willing to face his own feelings and give the other party a response that he has been waiting for for decades.
"If I had not become the Lord of the frozen soil, we would have had children and grandchildren all over the world by now." Ragnar walked into the old courtyard and sat in his late father's seat.
"There are no what-ifs in this world. I always live in the present, and I also hope that my master can do the same." Tanya, the Divine Blessing Knight, ignored the astonished eyes of everyone and saw him slowly kneeling on the ground and giving a slave gift. "Get up. From today on, you are the mistress of the frozen continent, and you will establish your own authority in the future." Ragnar sighed, and then pulled him up.
Two hours later, the dinner began in the palace. Everyone in the village can participate today, whether they are nobles or poor people who are dying.
Rikka and Boom were always standing in the corner. The former's eyes were sunk in the cup and saucer, while the latter straightened his black robe and pulled Rikka out of the crowd.
The principality's cavalry, who had originally planned to stop him, suddenly bowed and saluted, and the noise in the hall stopped abruptly. Belinda, the lord of Changsuo City, nodded slightly, so she took a step forward to show the relationship between the other party and herself.<
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Boom showed a rare smile, and then the black wooden staff flew into the air, and countless magic light bombs exploded, lighting up the originally gloomy first night.
"Congratulations to the Lord of the frozen soil for marrying Tanya, the blessed knight. May the Icefield Butterfly be immortal forever, and may the Viking will resound across the sky. This is my little thought, and I hope you won't refuse."
Boom bowed and saluted, and then presented a small wooden box with both hands. It contained a flawless dragon crystal and had already been carved into a heart shape.
"And mine! Hey! These are the latest romance novels, and I haven't read them yet!" Rikka also gave her own congratulatory gift, but everyone present smiled bitterly.
"Sister Liuhua, the frozen continent will always be your home. As long as you want, you can continue to live in the village." Tanya, the Divine Blessing Knight, accepted the gift with a smile, and then said softly.
"Count Boom, no matter where you are in the future, don't forget that I am the Grand Duke who takes a bath with you, at least the first one." As soon as Ragnar, the Lord of the frozen soil, said this, everyone present screamed.
He was stunned, and then looked at the young man in black robe in shock.
The Viking wedding ceremony officially begins, a huge fire rises into the sky, the aroma of barbecue is mixed with ale, and the villagers are destined to have no sleep tonight.
However, in the shadows, there are two figures who remain motionless, standing in place like statues.
The eldest prince Bjorn looked at his father, who seemed very strange at this moment. His eyes turned to his mentors Rikka and Boom. The former responded with a helpless expression, while the latter turned a blind eye to him.
Lonely, confused, and a little unwilling, Bjorn slowly turned around and left, with neither a servant nor any companion beside him.
The other man standing in the shadow smiled and bowed, and then exuded a hint of beastly coercion.
Boom's eyes turned cold for a moment, while Rikka held on to Boom tightly, her skin turning tan. The two quietly left the hall, and the other party followed closely behind without any hesitation.