Novel Full Chapter 392 Wedding and Meeting
Many people participated in this wedding, with countless nobles of all sizes from the East Coast Province, and Aldrich, head of the Romann family, was there in person.
Aldrich had lost count of how many times he had come to Nasir City, as he was already familiar with the route.
This time he chose not to fly but to try taking the train instead.
After taking the train, Aldrich had decided that he must introduce railways and trains to the Emerald Lake Province, although he felt that his decision was much later than the Fischer family’s.
But the environment of Emerald Lake Province was excellent, and Duke Romann was the kind of person who was very opposed to pollution, so Aldrich really had no way to push his ideas in the previous years.
For many years, the Fischer family had already laid out railroad tracks across the entire East Coast Province, greatly promoting the economic level of the entire province.
At the wedding, as a family marrying into the Fischer family, the important figures of the Frosac family were all in attendance, even the family head of the Frosac, the oldest Monarch Transcendent in Cyart, the blind “White Beast” was present.
The sun, filtering through the gauzy clouds, gently scattered over the carefully decorated estate lawn, draping the entire Fischer Manor in a dreamy golden glow.
The gates slowly opened, flanked by meticulously trimmed flowerbeds showcasing vibrant and competitive blooms, their fragrance filling the air, and a red carpet extended from the entrance to the center of the manor, lined by uniformly dressed attendants with smiles on their faces.
In the center of the manor, the giant floral arch and white gauze floated with the wind, creating a delightful contrast with the distant blue sky and white clouds, while the candles on the elegant candelabras flickered brightly. Find your next adventure on empire
As the melodious wedding march began, Sunny Frosac, the bride dressed in a spotless white wedding gown, walked slowly like a princess from a fairy tale, accompanied by her father.
Traditionally, their wedding would have taken place in the True Gods Church, but the Fischer family was somewhat defiant of the Church, and with their increased power, they were bold enough to break some traditions and rules.
Bride Sunny walked with a light but firm step, her eyes twinkling with anticipation for her future life.
Groom Felix wore a custom-made black suit with a pristine handkerchief on his chest, his gaze following the bride’s every move.
“Sunny,” he said as he approached.
“All these years, thank you for waiting for me.”
“I wasn’t waiting for you,” Sunny replied seriously, looking at Felix. “I just can’t be without you.”
In the presence of Darren and others, the couple vowed to stay together for life and exchanged rings that symbolized love and commitment.
At that moment, all eyes were on them, followed by a burst of warm applause and cheers; the guests raised their glasses in celebration, wishing that their love would be as perennial and vibrant as the beautiful scenery of the manor.
The grand wedding banquet took place in the outdoor garden of Fischer Manor, with long tables laden with a variety of fine foods and wines, and guests chatting and laughing.
In a corner of the garden, Darren smiled as he looked up at the night sky where stars twinkled and fireworks blazed brilliantly.
The Frosac family had made their stance clear within the major families of Cyart by being very willing to marry their daughter into this family.
He soon calmly approached the “White Beast.”
His father Byrne had described the “White Beast” as an old fox, a point that Darren remembered well.
“I didn’t expect you to come yourself, making the long journey to the East Coast Province must have taken quite some time.”
The aged “White Beast,” sitting in a wheelchair, shook his head gently, speaking slowly:
“No matter, no matter, because your trains in the East Coast Province are such a convenient thing, we got here very quickly on that train! Hahaha!”
He closed his eyes and muttered:
“Hehehe, the new era is about to arrive, isn’t it? Those new things are indeed very tempting, it’s just a pity that I am already the dust of the old era.”
Darren shook his head gently, not bothering to engage with his cryptic riddles, and said seriously:
“I might as well speak directly, what are your plans for the Frosac family in the future?”
“White Beast” fell silent for a moment before suddenly asking:
“Then I would like to know first, what are the plans of the Fischer family for the future?”
“How vast is your ambition?”
Darren revealed a smile and then said loudly, “Hahaha, as for the specifics of future matters, those details, Your Excellency ‘White Beast,’ should discuss them with the head of our Fischer family, Christine. Actually, the only thing I know is one fact.”
“The Fischers will absolutely have their revenge! We will use the blood of the Adley Royal Family to commemorate the deceased!”
The old man suddenly raised his head, staring in astonishment at the man.
His heart was filled with an undying rage and endless sorrow, his eyes shimmering with an indomitable and resolute light, as if they could pierce through the curtain of the night and gaze directly down the distant road to vengeance.
Darren slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward, as if to catch a force coming from the sky, his low and firm voice echoing in the empty garden:
“In the name of Darren Fischer, I swear to the gods, I declare to the conspirators in the darkness—my vengeance will be like the unstoppable cold wind in winter, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, until I utterly destroy the roots of sin!”
In his vow, every word was filled with infinite determination and sacrifice!
The gaze of “White Beast” instantly solidified, as if time stood still at that moment, those eyes that had seen years of vicissitudes, which were once as calm as deep pools, now surged with ripples.
Astonishment spread rapidly in his pupils, like a tranquil lake shattered by a boulder, stirring up layers of ripples.
“Are you going to completely eradicate the Adley Royal Family?”
Darren didn’t give a direct answer but mentioned another terrifying thing instead.
“In fact, everything.”
“Anyone who obstructs our revenge will be crushed to dust, there’s no longer such a thing as ‘neutrality’ anymore!”
“White Beast” furrowed his brows, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the right words to express his feelings.
The old man slowly bowed his head and closed his eyes, as if trying hard to digest this sudden shock.
When he opened his eyes again, they carried a complex mix of emotions, and he took a deep breath, as if to deeply imprint this shock in his heart.
“I understand.”
And on the day after the wedding ended,
Darren put on the alchemical mask with a concealment effect and left Fischer Manor alone to visit a coffee shop in Nasir City.
This was a coffee shop called “Curious Time,” with a hand-carved wooden sign hanging on the wooden door, the shop’s name written in an elegant font as if whispering an invitation for every passerby to stop.
Darren calmly pushed open the door, the fragrance of freshly roasted coffee beans mixed with the faint scent of flowers greeting him. The interior was decorated in warm wood tones, paired with soft lighting and comfortable sofa chairs.
A melodious piano piece flowed slowly through the coffee shop, the volume just right, not disturbing the thoughts of the customers.
In the coffee shop, he once again saw the not very familiar but impressively memorable old man.
He was sitting in a corner of the coffee shop, resembling an owl, a frail old man with a hooked nose, and beside him still sat the silver-haired girl with an expressionless face.
The old man was the leader of “Splitting Blade,” the teacher, and brain trust of the Emperor of Tuns, and could even be considered as a half-behind-the-scenes Black Falcon.
The moment Darren sat down, he heard the deep, magnetic voice of Black Falcon.
“The recent battle was truly eye-opening, and though I had already adjusted my assessment of you in my mind, I really did not expect… Fischer, that the power you possess would be so great!”
“Have you decided? The powerful Fischer family, do you wish to join hands with us Tuns People and overturn those two despicable empires that have devoured the flesh and blood of many small nations!”