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The Gods' Marriage: Family's Story 1

What was reflected in the mirror was a dazzlingly beautiful elf's face.

Like the morning dew, the moist hair fluttered golden like a wheat field in autumn, flowing down over both shoulders.

The two purple eyes, shining with a tumultuous light, are so deep that their end cannot be seen, and everyone who meets it falls within them.

"Just a little, a little more! I want to enjoy the feeling of a bride a little more!"

Pate, the God of all dead beings, dared to say it was overwhelming, the power he felt, so nearly being one of Yoo ll-han's brides. He held onto the chair desperately.

It was a chair prepared for someone other than him.

"Come out, you blockhead! What are you doing in the bride's room? Killing the bride? Are you going to kill the bride by becoming more glamorous than her?"

"If I can, I want to be the bride!"

"Everyone knew your heart for years, you idiot!"

The Four Elven members, who once served Lord Yoo ll-han and Pate, Supreme Prosecutor, were dragged out by Mirae.

"I'm in line with His Majesty, too!"

"But His Majesty is heterosexual, and you are a man. So give up!"

"Pate, I'm sorry, but can you get out of here!?" the true bride of the day, Pyria, declared coldly to Pate In the end.

She flicked her ebony-like hair from the rim of her neck, gently curling the tip into a wave,

The skin, which had never been touched by makeup in her lifetime, was showing off a beauty of pure sparkling white that contrasted sharply with her black hair just by touching it lightly.

Her clear blue eyes, which symbolize the pure elves, were very beautiful only in their existence alone. By paying attention to eye makeup, she made her eyes, which usually looked somewhat sharp, look soft and innocent.

"Pyria, you are so pretty today."

"Even though Pate dresses himself well, it seems like you aren't losing to him."

"Who the hell does Pate want to attract by dressing like that?"

"His Majesty also came in person yesterday and told me that you are pretty, and then left."

"Me, too! I'm pretty, too!"

"Everyone, thank you — except for Pate."

She was clearly inferior to those brides, who all were higher-ranked, of Lord Yoo ll-han's previous five weddings. She is the first bride from the secular race.

She had to be more beautiful than anyone today so that no one else would ignore her.

"How's the dress?"

"Pretty."

"It's attractive. Your Majesty will definitely think so."

Pyria wore a tight-fitting dress, revealing an elf's signature slender, but definitely fairy-like, figure.

"Huh..."

Pate was looking at Pyria's plumpy chest. In other words, he looked grudgingly at what he could not have.

"Pate, we canl understand, but if anyone else sees you, you will be known as a complete pervert."

"Pyria dear, you're getting married today. Take it easy."

"Why is it Pyria, and not me-'

"Maybe it's because His Majesty chose Pyria?

Of course, from the time Yoo ll-han took the elves under his command, his popularity had exploded 3333-fold among them.

Starting with Mhyrfa, the elves' leader, countless elves tried to get their hands on him. The jealousy of the four elves who came to escort him was so high that it pierces the sky!

But, of course, Yoo ll-han could not marry everyone that wanted to be wed to him.

His authority as God would also be affected, and that was personally unacceptable.

Elves... and Draconic Elves - born and evolved into an elven race - agreed through their meeting that only one elf should marry Yoo ll-han.

All that remained was to select one of them, but the one who wanted him more intensely than anyone else was the assassin Pyria, who practiced with him, and Mhyrfa, the representative of the elven race.

Among them, Pyria tried to resign herself to respect the hearts of other elves who had spoken to Yoo ll-han to revive herself, who had once died, but he did not accept it.

"Why did I save you?"

With that word, Pyria, whose whole train of thought had been stopped, was prepared to marry Yoo ll-han. Actually, it was not just for affection that he saved Pyria, but the bond he had built up with the entire elven race.

The concept of rewards for those who contributed to his becoming a god was also quite mixed, but of course, he left out such stories.

It can be said that Yoo ll-han's powerful speech was an upgraded result of becoming a married man.

"Pyria, I don't want you to be too squeezed for Pate."

At that time, Pyria was selected, and even Mhyrfa, the unlucky heroine, automatically pushed out of the way to the waiting room.

"Even though he says that the elf who first spoke to His Majesty to save you was Pate, not anyone else."

"I know, Mhyrfa. I thank him enough for that—You’re gorgeous, Mhyrfa?"

"Yes, it's a memorial wedding between our elven race and Lord Yoo ll-han, so I should dress up a little bit," Mhyrfa explained with a bright smile at Pyria's trembling voice.

Mhyrfa dressed as glamorously as Pate, but since she has the title of Elf’s Chief, her appearance was also convincing.

"Mhyrfa, you’re very pretty. Do you also come to protest with your Majesty? Ehem!" Jirel asked with blushing cheeks if Mhyrfa's appearance would meet her liking.

Was it because Mirai thought it ugly? She ignored Jirel and asked Mhyrfa, "Mhyrfa, is it right? It

will make trouble if you also do..."

"No, I don't dare say anything about his choice. I just want His Majesty to know how attractive the woman is that he missed."

"It's called protesting..."

Mhyrfa, who was always obedient, was now showing a very rebellious look.

In fact, there was one more reason why she was upset, because Moon Wolf Ericia, the representative of the Langs who had been struggling with her in Darew in the last years, was chosen by Yoo ll-han, unlike her!

The two were also representative of each race, so they have become quite close personally.

This time, the two's fate was dramatically divided, resulting in a considerable amount of dejection between the two.

Mhyrfa couldn't stand it, and she was so angry!

"I can't, but Ericia can. She'll regret it, I'm sure of it."

"Okay, don't cry and talk slowly. We're all on your side."

"I'm not crying!"


"I know that you are struggling too, Mhyrfa."

Pate patted Mhyrfa's shoulder in tears.

It was a comradeship, but Mhyrfa was more upset when she saw Pate was so beautiful, and gave off a pitiful atmosphere with tears forming around his eyes.

"Pate, Why are you prettier than me?"

"What are you mad at? It's nothing new."

"It's okay, Pyria. Because you're much prettier than the two of them!"

However, Pyria narrowed her eyes as she looked at them and then said with a sigh, "My makeup is a bit... No, I have to rip it off and fix it."

"No, why?"

"You'll see later."

Thirty minutes later, guest began entering.

Mirai and Jirel realized what Pyria was concerned about.

The many elven guests gathered up to their places, and had appeared dressed up beautifully!

"It's a really nice sight. Every guest who came to this place is trying to beat the bride somehow.

What ugly jealousy. The foolish feeling of defeat is a really attractive atmosphere."

Even today, Satan, Lucifer, who was officiating without fail, was satisfied with the sight.

Lazier, beside him, had a vague look, but he didn't notice it.

"Huh, I heard that the elves are beautiful, but this is really-"

"Awesome, awesome!"

"Is this the charm of the elves? I felt dizzy as soon as I entered the ceremony hall."

"Well, look at the elf over there. She’s crying. Why? If she can understand our language, I’ll try to comfort her."

"She'll cry more when she sees your face. B-but she’s really pretty."

Other guests didn't even know how the elves felt inside, and they just laughed at their appearance!

Even Yoo ll-han, who couldn't imagine such a sight, put his hand on his forehead.

"Pyria must have a hard time in her heart. I don't think these guys really consider..."

But he soon realized that it was a useless worry.

"Oh."

"Ah..."

"Unbelievable."

The moment the ceremony began, and the bride entered, the ceremony hall fell into silence at once and it became clear.

"Waaa..."

"That’s the elf who becomes Lord Yoo ll-han's bride?"

"She’s really beautiful. She wasn't chosen from among those beautiful elves for no reason."

"Pyria."

Yoo ll-han was surprised to see Pyria's bold cheek touch, eye makeup, complex and delicate hair, and a wedding dress that seemed to be shortened.

Usually, Pyria felt like she was walking along Yoo ll-han from behind, but now she gave a strong and colorful image that seemed to lead Yoo ll-han from the front.

Yet, she did not lack the magical, fairy-like charm that the elves have.

"For today, I want to hold Your Majesty's gaze."

Pyria, who came close to him, gently lifted her head and said this.

He thought she had boldly touched her cheeks, but actually, her cheeks were red for other reasons.

"I tried too hard, but it's not ugly."

"No way. It's so pretty. "

"Good thing, Your Majesty. Then you promise that you would not look elsewhere today?"

"Of course. I promise," came Yoo ll-han’s straight answer as he made eye contact with Pyria.

Satan, who grew deepened in the pink atmosphere that the two created, immediately raised his voice.

"Then, can we proceed with the ceremony? Now, all the elves who want to push this elf out and take her place, please stand up! If it is not now, there is no chance to take this man!"

"Is it time to really kill this jerk!?"

However, the elves were already convinced that Pyria was the most beautiful, and because they had no courage to go against Yoo ll-han's decision, none of them got up on the spot.

It was the moment when the elves’ love and loyalty defeated Lucifer's mischievous mischief.

The ceremony ended.

Yoo ll-han took Pyria and headed to the God's room, and the remaining elves rushed out and went for a drink.

"Well, so then, Your Majesty... Your Majesty bowed to me."

"Ha, so far, I think I've heard it thirty-thousand and fifteen-hundred and eight times, Pate."

"No, you guys stay still. Just for today, let us complain to our heart's content."

"If Elf's Chief is doing so, who will take care of the many other elves?!"

Pate and Mhyrfa, who were the most heartbroken, soothed their sadness by drinking alcohol among the other elves who fell crying everywhere.

They each melted their brains with alcohol, which was strong enough to damage the higher-ranked beings' spirits, while sharing their memories of Yoo ll-han with each other.

The cold wind blew outside, and the two's minds were also empty, so the distance between them naturally became close.

"Let's have another drink."

"It's cold here... It's a good idea to move the place. To the sky palace..."

"There is... Your Majesty is now with Pyria... Hick!."

"Hie! Let’s go to Darew, Darew!"

"I have a villa that I often visit."

"Thank you for hanging out with me, Mhyrfa."

"Seriously, I believed that I would be able to marry him, but... Ugh!"

"Ummm..."

The two leaned on their shoulders and headed for Darew.

Shortly after that, as Mhyrfa realized her pregnancy, the two elves were married according to the destiny that God had made.





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