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Stop Calling Me "Mate"! I Only Defeated You Once, Not Married You! (Web Novel) - Chapter Vol 10. CH.5: Miss Isha Is Right
Chapter Vol 10. CH.5: Miss Isha Is Right
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With the best man and bridesmaid chosen, Constantine’s wedding officially moved into the rehearsal phase. He led Leon and the others to the largest cathedral in Sky City and said:
“This is where we’ll hold the wedding.”
Rosvisser and Isha stood admiring the magnificent building. From design to distinctive features, the cathedral was truly unique. Leon glanced around and, seeing few passersby nearby, couldn’t help but ask:
“A cathedral this grand should have a lot of worshippers normally. Why does it look so empty?”
“Because I paid to book this cathedral for a month. From now until the wedding’s over, it’s all ours — rehearsals and the ceremony alike. No one will disturb us.” Constantine replied calmly.
General Leon grinned.
“Dragon kings’ weddings really are extravagant.”
He caught Rosvisser’s eye. Their gazes met briefly and Leon immediately understood his wife’s meaning — our wedding should be like this too. He awkwardly lowered his eyes, thinking to himself:
“Better not go to other people’s weddings too often before ours.”
Constantine led them into the cathedral. The interior had already been dressed for a wedding. Many pews had been removed to create a more spacious area. Leon looked toward the altar in the back where a group of people were busily arranging things in an orderly fashion. The one directing them was Orion Pyx.
Even though she would be the bride in seven days and was already the lord of Blazing Sun City, Orion couldn’t help taking charge of setting up her own wedding. Having once been a captain of the guard, she was good at dispatching and organizing personnel.
When she noticed people entering, Orion turned to the doorway. Seeing Constantine, Leon, and the others, she hurried over with a smile she could not hide.
“You’re back, A-Yan~”
Indeed, even the coldest knight becomes a gentle cat when meeting true love — from her hair color, Orion should be a gentle golden shaded type.
“Mr. Leon, Rosvisser, Miss Isha, and Kaiser — long time no see.”
Orion slipped her arm through Constantine’s and then quietly asked:
“Have you arranged the best man and bridesmaid?”
Constantine nodded almost imperceptibly.
“Yes, they’ve all been chosen.”
“Great — the only thing missing from my planned sequence was the best man and bridesmaid.”
Watching the newlyweds whispering to each other, Leon and Rosvisser glanced at the ‘sibling’ pair nearby.
Kaiser: automatic guard mode engaged…
Isha: watching Kaiser’s automatic guard mode.
The married couple simultaneously covered their faces.
“They both started showing signs of romance around the same time, yet one pair has already reached the wedding stage while the other hasn’t even properly begun…” Rosvisser muttered.
Leon exhaled softly and comforted:
“It just shows love comes in many forms, not limited to one path.”
The queen half-smiled.
“I’m already curious how Rebecca and Martin get along in their daily life.”
At that moment Constantine waved toward Kaiser and Isha.
“We’ll ask these two to be our best man and bridesmaid. What do you think, Orion?”
Orion looked at Kaiser and Isha and smiled.
“Handsome man and pretty woman — a natural match. Perfect choice.”
Hearing that, Leon stepped closer to Rosvisser and lowered his voice:
“The last time I heard the phrase ‘handsome man and pretty woman’ was when my master boasted about himself and his wife on stage.” He implied the phrase sounded antiquated.
Then he switched tone, “But ‘a natural match’ fits perfectly.”
Rosvisser covered her mouth, smiling, and gave his chest a light nudge.
“Don’t stir the pot now — you’ll get your chance to make a scene at the actual wedding.”
Leon gave an OK sign.
“Isha, Kaiser — I’m picky about weddings. Rehearsal usually repeats the same segment many times before I’m satisfied. Hope you don’t mind.”
Orion asked politely. She was a perfectionist, and being the one organizing the wedding, she wanted everything flawless.
Isha smiled lightly.
"To be best man and bridesmaid for the Red Flame Dragon King and Blazing Sun City lord is an honor. We’d be delighted. Rehearse as much as needed — it’s for the sake of the ceremony.”
Kaiser:
“Miss Isha is right. And since we’re here, we’re ready to cooperate fully.”
Kaiser:
“Miss Isha is right.” (We don’t know whether this straightforward boy lacks an independent mind or if his head is simply full of Miss Isha.)
In short — Miss Isha is right.
Relieved, Orion said:
“Thank you, Miss Isha. We’re discussing the program for the best man and bridesmaid now. Please come join us and give your suggestions.”
Isha nodded.
“All right.”
Orion led Isha and Kaiser to the altar to confer with the wedding designers.
Constantine glanced at his fiancée’s departing back, then turned to Leon. “Orion is handling most of the wedding. She’s truly meticulous and dedicated.”
Leon smiled.
“You’re clearly loaded, and she’s meticulous. Quite the— ah, dear, what was that phrase Orion used?”
Rosvisser chimed in:
“A natural match. Oh yes — you two are indeed a natural match.” Constantine’s face flushed faintly.
Not a common sight! He cleared his throat and steered the conversation elsewhere. “Let them arrange it. Let’s go outside and talk.”
They moved to the pavilion in front of the cathedral.
“By the way, will your brother and Cloti come? They should be invited to the wedding too, right?” Leon asked.
Constantine shook his head.
“My brother and Cloti are still traveling. We sent messengers, but they probably won’t return in time. We’ll have a separate banquet for them after the wedding.”
He added:
“I’ll also invite some close friends to the post-wedding reception. If you’re free, please come.”
“Certainly.”
The three drank tea in the pavilion, watching Sky City’s bustling streets and enjoying the cool evening breeze. Leon stared into his steaming cup, thoughtful. After a while he looked to Rosvisser. She sat poised and graceful, her profile like a delicately carved work of art.
A perfect wife deserves a perfect… wedding.
