Fated to Be Loved by Villains-Chapter 334: Marriage (2)

A wedding ceremony was undoubtedly a joyous and blessed occasion. Throughout history, this event had always been treated as sacred across all cultures and religions.

Conversely, that meant...

For such a big event, there was bound to be at least one bad blood relationship where people would feel uncomfortable just by sitting together.

“...”

“...”

“...”

In a small reception room where close relatives among the guests gather.

A woman with black hair tied in a ponytail tapped her wine glass with a very displeased look.

She was Professor Astrid, who had regained her original ‘body’. Unlike Armin, who bore the merciless marks of the passing time, she looked as young and radiant as ever.

Next to her was a maid politely standing with her eyes slightly closed and her head slightly bowed.

And stuck in the middle, sweating so much that his upper clothes were soaked, was Viscount Armin Campbell.

“...”

“...”

“...”

Not a word was exchanged between them.

Not. Even. A. Single. Word.

Eventually, the one who broke the ice was Astrid, who was glaring at the two alternately with dagger eyes.

“...In the time we haven’t seen each other.”

“...”

As Armin swallowed dryly, the sound of Astrid grinding her teeth echoed in the room.

“You’ve become quite close with someone I’ve never seen before, Armin.”

“Oh, my.”

As soon as those words fell, Bella, who had been standing quietly beside them, chimed in while slightly covering her mouth.

“I’ll admit it might look that way. But I have no intention of interfering with a peaceful married life. I’m not shameless enough to covet someone already taken.”

“...”

“...Though I might have eyed him if he wasn’t married.”

“What?”

“Nothing. I just hope your family is interested in hiring me as a personal maid.”

“...Oho?”

Astrid swirled the wine in her glass, still glaring at the two alternately.

“You’re not trying to seduce him, are you?”

“I’m not that kind of woman, you know?”

“Right. If only this guy had been more popular when he was younger.”

The conversation was far from what one would expect between the groom’s parents and the bride’s confidante.

So this is what it’s like when the century’s playboy has a wedding...

That was all the nearby staff could think, but...

Dowd Campbell’s womanizing reputation was quite famous after all.

They wondered just how many innocent girls have fallen victim to his vicious claws so far.

Also...

Dowd himself always wondered why women would flock to him in droves, but looking at this scene, there was no need to look far for the answer.

Making a maid who looked at least twenty years younger fell this hard in such a short time. That father of his was clearly quite something too.

...So Dowd lives through this kind of thing every day.

Of course, the man in question was groaning in intense sympathy for the battlefield his son had to face daily.

He didn’t even have the time to be happy about his suddenly resurrected wife, or angry at her disappearance, as he almost immediately got thrown into this disaster.

“More importantly, Astrid. What’s all this?”

Armin asked while pointing around.

There was something like a circular barrier surrounding the venue.

Of course, it wasn’t unnatural to have some security measures for a VIP wedding, but...

-!

-!!!

-!!!!!

“...”

From here and there...

Noises that sounded like banging echoed from outside of the barrier from time to time.

Accompanied with strange shouts like ‘But I’m telling you I’m friends with Dowd!’, ‘I’m not trying to interfere, I just want to say hello to the bride—’, ‘If you don’t come out I’ll kill you first’, and so on.

“Ah, this?”

Astrid snorted and looked around.

“There were so many people trying to crash the wedding, so Lady Tristan specially requested it be made.”

“...”

“Without this, the whole building would have been smashed to pieces, you know?”

He is my son, but seriously...

Just what kind of chaos has he been through until now?

For this level of technology to be deployed just to prevent other women from barging in... Also, what the hell are they trying to do?

“I’m sure things will calm down a little after the wedding”

Though he said that, those words would probably just become his own wishful thinking.

They said when a woman holds a grudge, frost would fall even in May and June1. He practically had been experiencing hell with the two women by his side, let alone his son, who was stuck with more than a dozen.

“...I don’t know about that, Armin.”

Astrid narrowed her eyes.

“From what I see, our son is as good as dead”

“...Um?”

“I don’t think they’ll stop just because he got married.”

“...”

“If anything, they’ll just start a riot, demanding their turn or something like that.”

Ah, I see.

Even Armin couldn’t help but agree with that prediction.

As he was nodding his head like that, the noise from outside the barrier kept getting louder and louder. As if they were fighting each other.

“...Are they fighting?”

“Surely not, right...?”

No matter how reckless they are, there’s no way they’d cause such a nuisance at someone else’s wedding.

At most, they’d just start a minor scuffle, no biggie.

“COME AT ME, YOU FUCKING WENCHES—! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING AT MY WEDDING—!”

“...”

Yep, no biggie.

Anyway.

“...By the way, Armin.”

“Yeah?”

“If we have multiple daughters-in-law, how do we decide house rules?”

“...Let’s cross that bridge when we get there okay?”

Armin barely managed to answer.

Of course, he knew full well that it wouldn’t be such a distant future.

●

“Has this kid really gone mad—?!”

Déjà vu.

It feels like this had happened a long time ago too.

While screaming in frustration, such thoughts crossed Beatrix’s mind.

It definitely wasn’t the first time this kid had pulled something like this.

“Her wedding is around the corner, where the hell did she run off to?!”

“Bride, please get ready for your entrance—”

“Ah, yes! Just a moment!”

While shouting in annoyance, Beatrix diligently responded to the staff’s guidance and picked up the magical engineering communicator with fiery eyes.

—Click, clack.

And as soon as she heard the sound of the door opening and turned towards it.

No matter where she went, if it wasn’t for a good reason, I swear I’m going to...!

Considering what she had done so far, she probably got into some strange trouble again somewhere—!

“...What the hell happened to you—?!”

But, Beatrix’ wish seemed really unlikely to continue.

After the door was slammed shut, Eleanor stumbled into the room. Her pure white wedding dress was stained with blood.

Not only that, her whole body was also covered with traces of fierce battle. It was clear that she was severely injured, as if she had just been through an intense fight alone...

“I just dealt with some thieving cats who dared to harbor resentment and tried to disrupt my wedding.”

“...”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t kill them.”

Not that they would die easily even if I tried to...

Along with those words, Eleanor let out a ‘Hehe~’ laugh that made Beatrix turn pale.

“...Forget the wedding, treat your injuries first, you crazy bitch...!”

“No need...! More importantly, let’s proceed with the ceremony quickly...!”

Her sentence was filled with her determination, but...

Unfortunately for her, today just wasn’t her day.

At that moment...

Out of nowhere..

...Without any warning at all.

-...

-...

-...!!!

In the distance.

A massive ‘energy’ was gathering.

“...What’s that?”

It was bad enough that even Dowd, who was waiting in the groom’s room, sensed the rapidly changing atmosphere and hurriedly threw open the window.

“The sky...!”

Someone screamed and pointed towards the horizon.

Near the Void Zone, a massive pillar of light had erupted.

It looked similar to the huge pillar of fire during the Crimson Night Incident, but its size and nature were different.

This was the appearance of a gateway to ‘another dimension’.

The pillar of light exuded ‘Divine Power’ so pure that even the average person could distinctly sense it.

In other words.

It was a passage connected to the Astral Realm.

And there was only one organization that could pull off something like this.

“THE HOLY KINGDOM...!”

Nearby.

Lucia screamed those words next to the pale Yuria.

It was a disaster that came without any warning.

Most people were shocked, froze blankly, or screamed, but.

“FUCK THIS.”

There was also one person who felt nothing but pure unadulterated rage at this.

“DON’T FUCK WITH ME...!”

“...”

“WHY IS THIS FUCKING WORLD DOING THIS TO ME...?!”

Even though they had been with her for so many years...

It was the first time that Dowd had ever heard such raw curses coming from Eleanor’s mouth.

1. May and June are the warmest times in Korea.