Chapter 682: The Grand Finale

Watching the retreating figures of Jeanette Norris and Dustin Foster, Moira Lynch withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Yarrow, who had been silent the entire time.

Compared to those two, Moira Lynch’s attitude toward Yarrow was much better.

As mentioned before, after that incident, only a very small number of people chose to stand with Caelus, and Yarrow was one of them.

“I had my people rush the batch of weapons you ordered. You can take them with you when you leave today,” Moira Lynch said.

“I didn’t come for the weapons this time,” Yarrow said.

“Not for the weapons? Then what did you come for?”

As Moira Lynch spoke, she had Patience sift through her recent emails, filtering out all the useless ones.

[My lady, you’ve received another two hundred marriage proposals from various species today.]

The first time Moira Lynch received a marriage proposal, she was shocked. But later, she started receiving them from different people almost every day, and gradually, she grew numb to it.

“From now on, reject all of these,” Moira Lynch said.

[But my lady, according to Federation interstellar law, anyone with over fifty percent Human Race bloodline must marry within five years of reaching adulthood. Otherwise, a spouse will be forcibly assigned to you.]

“Wait, the Federation still hasn’t repealed that law?”

Moira Lynch was shocked.

Moira Lynch was speechless.

Moira Lynch was shocked and speechless.

The purpose of this law was to ensure the continuation of the Human Race’s bloodline. After all, before Caelus joined the interstellar community, the Human Race existed only within their lineage.

But now that the Human Race’s population had suddenly increased by several billion, there was no need for this law to exist anymore, right?

After venting to Patience for a bit, Moira Lynch looked up and saw Yarrow, who looked like he was hesitating to speak.

“Will you marry me!”

Yarrow took a deep breath and finally said what was on his mind.

“What did you say?”

‘I must have misheard him.’

“I said, will you marry me? I’m serious.” Yarrow’s expression was grave.

Though she was used to receiving marriage proposals, this was the first time Moira Lynch had been asked in person, and she was a bit slow to react. ‘Does this count as a proposal? Barely, I guess.’

At that moment, it was as if a floodgate had opened, and Yarrow began to speak endlessly. “I am one of The Federation’s three Marshals. I have no scandals, no old flames, and certainly no one I’m involved with. After we marry, all my assets can be transferred to your name…”

He went on and on, listing all the benefits of marrying him.

As someone who had lived two lives, it would be a lie to say she didn’t long for love. She longed for it, but she didn’t believe in it.

But when Yarrow laid out the tangible benefits before Moira Lynch, to be honest, she was truly tempted.

“Actually, I send you a marriage proposal once every month, but you’ve never once replied to me.” As he said this, a flash of hurt crossed Yarrow’s eyes.

“Ah, those proposals… haha, I probably just didn’t see them.”

Aside from the very first one she received, she had Patience handle all the rest.

In the end, Moira Lynch agreed to Yarrow’s marriage proposal.

After all, no matter how you looked at it, Yarrow was an excellent marriage prospect.

Most importantly, she was sick and tired of being bothered by those countless marriage proposals every day.

If it were just the proposals, that would be one thing; she could just dump them on Patience to handle. But the key thing was, it didn’t stop there.

Perhaps because she was nearing the age limit, those people’s actions were becoming more and more brazen.

Those who couldn’t get to her in person started spreading rumors everywhere about her being involved with them.

Compared to those people, if Moira Lynch had to choose for herself, she would much rather choose Yarrow.

At the very least, when that incident happened, he had been willing to stand by her side.

#SHOCKING! THE FEDERATION’S YOUNGEST MARSHAL IS GETTING MARRIED!#

#QUESTION: WHO IS THE MARSHAL’S BRIDE?#

#THE BRIDE IS… HER!#

#THE UNTOLD STORY OF THE MARSHAL AND THE CAELAN#

Upon learning that Moira Lynch actually planned to get married, Shane Rhodes, Kai York, and Hugh Finch all immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed over to her side.

“How could you be so foolish?”

This was the first thing Kai York said to Moira Lynch when he saw her.

Kai York looked heartbroken. “Marriage is the tomb of love! How could you be so rash?”

Moira Lynch tilted her head. ‘Is there any love between me and Yarrow? At most, you could say we have a favorable impression of each other.’

Although that’s what she thought, Moira Lynch said nonchalantly, “If it’s a tomb, then it’s a tomb. The sooner you die, the sooner you’re reborn. Besides, Yarrow is a great catch.”

Perhaps because they were preparing to get married, Moira Lynch subconsciously defended Yarrow.

“What’s so great about him?” This time, it was Shane Rhodes who spoke.

“He’s handsome, and he has a great body.”

Moira Lynch was completely serious when she said this.

Shane Rhodes & Kai York: …

They really couldn’t argue with that point.

Even if you were determined to find fault with Yarrow’s face, you’d still have to admit it was beautiful.

Having nothing to say, the two of them turned their gazes to Hugh Finch, who had been silent the whole time, signaling him with their eyes to hurry up and say something.

Hugh Finch straightened his clothes and stated unhurriedly, “You have good taste.”

Hearing this, Moira Lynch’s face lit up. “Of course.”

Regardless of what anyone else thought, Moira Lynch was very satisfied with Yarrow’s face and figure. Most importantly, ever since they announced their engagement, all those previous marriage proposals and the baseless rumors on the Astranet had vanished completely.

After all, no one dared to offend a Marshal.

Watching these people quickly fall in line and offer their blessings, she couldn’t help but sigh. ‘It really is good to have power and influence.’

Just as she was thinking this, the fitting room door slowly opened, and Yarrow, dressed in a red robe, walked out with a strange look on his face.

Moira Lynch’s eyes sparkled as she watched the man approach. “Give me a twirl so I can see.”

Yarrow turned around with a numb expression.

Moira Lynch nodded. “Not bad. Change into this next one and keep going.”

Watching Yarrow walk back into the fitting room, Shane Rhodes, who had just rushed over to check on the situation, looked on with pity.

“Moira, that’s enough, isn’t it? It’s been two days. Haven’t you found one you’re satisfied with yet?”

“There’s no harm in trying on a few more. Besides…”

Shane Rhodes didn’t quite catch the rest of what Moira Lynch said, but he soon found out what it was.

Moira Lynch’s wedding took place on Caelus. Since Yarrow had no family, Moira simply persuaded him to marry into hers.

Yarrow had no objections to this and seemed to accept it readily.

After the wedding, Moira Lynch posted photos of the two of them on the Astranet, setting off a trend for Chinese-style weddings.

And riding the wave of this traditional style, Moira Lynch made a fortune.

Especially from the clothes that Yarrow had tried on.

The power of fans, you see, is immense.

Moira Lynch stood on the back of a Cloudsea Whale, her gaze fixed on the horizon.

Yarrow came out from behind her and asked softly, “Where do you want to go?”

Moira Lynch thought for a moment. “I heard they recently discovered a new star system. I’d like to go see it.”

“Alright.”