System's POV

Aldebaran Continent…

“Hey! Are the cameras ready? It’s almost time!”

“Everything is ready, Chief! All green!”

“They’re almost here. Everyone, to your stations. Now!”

“”Sir, yes, Sir!””

Thirteen stood in front of the altar, unaware of the commotion taking place outside.

The Central Government, as well as the forces of the Leventis Family, had mobilized for this special day to make sure everything would turn out well.

The inside of the church was packed with the most influential people from Pangea, Solterra, and Artem.

After all, today was Thirteen’s wedding day. No one wanted to miss this important event.

Suddenly, music played in the background, prompting the young man to turn around to look at the entrance of the church.

There, two adorable twins walked side by side, scattering flowers as they made their way to the altar.

They were none other than Maple and Cinnamon, whom Thirteen asked to be the flower girls in his marriage.

Behind them, a young lady wearing a wedding dress walked down the aisle with her parents holding her hands.

The young man looked at Sherry, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection. A couple years ago, they met each other for the first time in Solterra. She had never left his side since then, and now, they were about to be husband and wife.

Frankly, if it weren’t for her and Erica, Thirteen’s heart might not have opened up to the possibility of forming a romantic relationship with anyone.

It was thanks to their effort that he experienced what it was like to be loved and to love in return.

When Sherry reached the Altar, her father, Luke, patted Thirteen’s shoulder.

“Please make my daughter happy,” Luke said.

“I will,” Thirteen replied. “I promise.”

Sherry’s mother, Jacqueline, hugged her daughter one last time before she pulled her husband to sit on their designated spots.

The young man gave his wife’s hand a light squeeze and told her that everything was going to be fine. He was very tempted to lift her veil and give her a kiss, not caring if everyone inside the church would see it.

But he held back, not wanting her to feel embarrassed.

A minute later, another young lady walked the aisle, her mother holding her hand.

Thirteen and Sherry looked at Erica, who walked with profound grace, like a celebrity walking down the red carpet.

Erica’s mother, Hazel, also asked Thirteen to take care of her daughter and make her happy before going to the side, taking her place alongside the parents of the other brides.

“So, are you feeling nervous?” Thirteen asked in a teasing tone.

“No,” Erica replied. “How about you?”

“Actually, I feel a bit nervous,” Thirteen answered, which made Sherry’s and Erica’s eyes widen in shock.

For them, Zion had nerves of steel, so him admitting that he was nervous truly caught them by surprise.

But before they could dwell on the matter, Thirteen looked at the aisle. His third wife was making her way to their direction.

Princess Aracelle was being escorted by her brother, Prince Valen. Instead of a wedding dress, she wore the ceremonial dress of House Pavareth.

While Thirteen’s lovers were all beautiful women and possessed unique charms of their own, there was no contest that Princess Aracelle was the most beautiful among them.

She had this otherworldly beauty that could captivate anyone who saw her.

And her beauty was further magnified by her dress, which hugged her curvaceous figure. The guys couldn’t help but curse Thirteen in their hearts for marrying such a gorgeous lady.

“Damn, that’s hot,” Vincent muttered. “I hope she has a sister.”

“Indeed.” Penny nodded in agreement. “I call dibs on her sister.”

“No way! I call dibs first.”

“Yes way. Move aside punk!”

Cristopher and Colbert immediately grabbed the two troublemakers before they started making a scene. The last thing they wanted was for people to disrupt Zion’s marriage. If they needed to use force to achieve that, they would do it!

“I never thought I’d see the day my sister would fall in love with someone,” Prince Valen said to Thirteen after he reached the altar. “You’re one lucky man, Zion. My sister is an amazing woman.”

“I know,” Thirteen replied. “I make her scream in bed every night.”

Prince Valen almost coughed out blood then and there after hearing his reply. He even glanced at the cameras who were recording this wedding and wondered if they were on live TV.

Unfortunately, they were! And all those who heard Thirteen’s comments cursed him inside their homes, mumbling about his luck.

Princess Aracelle’s face turned beet red as she thumped Thirteen’s chest with her closed fist repeatedly, which only made her look more endearing in the eyes of everyone.

“I’ll punish you tonight,” Princess Aracelle vowed in a volume only Thirteen could hear. “You better prepare yourself.”

Thirteen almost regretted his words earlier after hearing his wife’s threats. However, since he could no longer turn back time, the only thing he could do was hold his head high.

The music changed, and this time, Princess Xynalia arrived with her sister, Princess Laventia, and her Aunt, Lady Ristella.

Just like Princess Aracelle, she wore the ceremonial dress of the Velmoria Royal Family.

She might not be as beautiful as Princess Aracelle, but she was overflowing with s*x appeal, as expected of a succubus.

“Damn it!” Vincent cursed once more, making Cristopher wonder if he should just knock the bastard unconscious lest he truly make trouble.

“Please, I beg you, don’t say something embarrassing to my sister,” Princess Laventia said with a beet-red face. “Her skin isn’t as thick as yours!”

There was a giant TV outside the church, and she had also heard the conversation between Thirteen and Prince Valen. If Thirteen really said something embarrassing to her sister, she might run away from the church out of shame.

“You think too much, Princess,” Thirteen replied. “Am I right, Xynalia?”

“Yes,” Princess Xynalia replied, her face blushing a bit.

Thirteen smiled faintly before looking at the entrance of the church once more.

This time, Shana walked alongside her parents, wearing a wedding dress just like Sherry and Erica.

She was the Saintess. One of the pillars of the younger generation. And there were countless young men who had fantasized about becoming her boyfriend.

But now, their fantasy would come to an end. Starting from today, she would be the wife of the Hero of Pangea, Zion Leventis.

“Please take care of my daughter,” Shana’s mother, Cynthia, said. “Make her happy, Zion.”

“I will, Mother,” Thirteen replied. “I’ll make her the happiest woman in the world.”

Shana felt a bit emotional as she recalled a very painful memory.

A memory where she and Thirteen had become husband and wife for a day. It was a bittersweet memory that made her tear up whenever she remembered it.

And today, she couldn’t help but think of that moment once more.

Suddenly, she felt a finger brush over the corner of her eye, wiping a tear threatening to fall.

“Shana, don’t cry,” Thirteen said softly. “I will not leave you. We will stay together until death do us part.”

“Un!” Shana nodded, fighting off the tears with a smile on her face.

Today was a happy day, so she mustn’t cry. Unlike what happened in their past life, she would not allow Thirteen to run away.

She would stick with him and follow him, even if he ran to the edge of the world!

Finally, Thirteen’s last bride entered the church.

Stella walked side by side with her father, William, and her mother, Belle.

When they arrived at the altar, the Half-Elf placed his hand on Thirteen’s shoulder and held it in a vice grip.

“If you make her cry, I’ll make you cry,” William stated. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Father,” Thirteen replied.

Thirteen decided not to mention the part about Stella crying out and calling Thirteen daddy every night.

A part of him wondered what his father-in-law would do if he told him, “your daughter calls me daddy, too!”

But for the sake of everyone’s peace, he decided to brush that thought aside.

As the guests sat in their seat of honor, the priest who officiated the wedding finally made his appearance.

The corner of William’s lips twitched when he saw the priest. It was none other than his grandfather, James. The old man even had a dignified look on his face.

This made those who knew the Old Bandit of Lont wonder if he was about to scam someone again.

Thirteen stood at the very front of the Altar, while his wives stood two steps behind him.

James smiled before raising his hand to address everyone inside the church.

“If anyone objects to this union, speak now or forever hold your peace,” James declared in a solemn voice.

Of course, no one would dare to mess with this wedding. Doing so would be messing with the Supreme Commander of the Wanderers.

At least, that was what everyone thought.

However, there were people who just wanted the world to burn and spoke up.

“I object to this wedding!” Prince Aurelion, who was still unable to move on from his love for ’Zia,’ spoke up. “Zion! Bring Zia back! Bring her ba—ackkk!”

A wooden hammer smacked the living lights out of the annoying dragonkin, knocking him unconscious in an instant.

This wooden hammer was no ordinary hammer. It was none other than Mjolnir in disguise, which rivaled the power of Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Jingu Bang!

Giga and Blacky hurriedly dragged the unconscious Dragonkin out of the church and tossed him to the side like a piece of trash.

The camera men made sure to capture this moment, ensuring that everyone in the world would be able to see this memorable moment.

The wooden hammer then flew back to James, which he used to lightly tap the palm of his left hand.

“Anyone else who has an objection?” James asked.

The other troublemakers who also wanted to cause trouble, like Vincent and Penny, decided that messing with the wedding wasn’t worth it.