Chapter Eighty Before the Wedding

  Lightning Ridge's news of the upcoming wedding spread throughout all of Elen in just three days. Everyone who heard the news was shocked, as they never thought a woman from Sault would be willing to marry a monster. If it were said that the city traded with him, it was because the goods he produced were excellent and there were many new and useful things.

  Marrying a demon would not be something an ordinary person would do, even if the demon could speak human language and showed sufficient intelligence and calmness. After all, it was still essentially no different from those monsters that often attacked travelers and villages in the wild. Moreover, the Minotaur did not conform to human aesthetic standards at all, and for most people, marrying a Minotaur was no different from marrying a cow. Of course, this did not rule out the possibility that there were some people who had a fondness for the exotic and would like such a feeling.

  But for a normal woman, she would not want her husband to be the kind of monster that could scare her to death in the middle of the night. So everyone who received the news subconsciously thought it was the coercion of that monster, and left the poor woman with no choice.

  But some lords also saw this behavior as a signal that Thundercliff wanted to intervene in the internal affairs of Eran, and marrying a Sault woman was no different from joining the Sault people. The politicians were not interested in the wedding itself, but rather why Thundercliff wanted to do so, and what intention the monster wanted to express.

  Most of the cities, upon receiving the invitation, immediately dispatched their own envoys to attend the upcoming wedding in Thundercliff. Many scouts and spies were mixed among them, trying to find out the reason for the wedding and how Thundercliff would face the current form of Elen after becoming part of Sault.

  The lord of Carbinda, who was closest to Thundercliff and had already become a small city, set out for Thundercliff on the same day he received the news. Emily can be said to have grown up under his watchful eye, and now that such a situation has suddenly arisen, it makes him very uneasy, worrying that Emily is being forced into this.

  The local men of Cabin'da, however, could not accept such news. Although they were all married, they had once sought after Emily in the past, and to them, Emily was the pearl of Cabin'da. Now, this very pearl was about to be defiled by a hideous monster, which filled them with extraordinary anger.

  Many people have already started sharpening their weapons and preparing their armor. If it weren't for the city lord, who has a very high reputation in the city, issuing an unusually firm order to suppress these people, they might have set out that night to rescue their "detained" princess at Thunder Cliff.

  The Sault people working at Thunder Cliff, however, could not understand Emily's behavior because these people lived in Thunder Cliff and they all knew that Emily, who was free to go out every day, was not being held captive by the demon as outsiders thought, waiting for the wedding.

  "In my opinion, that woman must be crazy." In the tavern at night, the Salter and Dwarf who had been working all day gathered here, and someone started talking about the bride of the wedding a few days later.

  "Really, marry a Minotaur?" A Sault man leaning on the wine counter let out a belch and said: "Just thinking about it is frightening. If it were just a cow's head, that would only be strange, but monsters are flesh-eaters! Who knows, one day that Minotaur will boil her and eat her!"

  "Hahaha………aren't you guys in danger too?" A red-nosed dwarf laughed and said: "You all stay in the city of demons, if one day the lord of the city starts eating people, then you will be the first batch of meat for the demons in the city."

  The red-nosed dwarf and the drinking Selter were familiar with each other, they had a big fight in the tavern because of the issue of whether beer foam counts as beer or not. But eventually became friends unexpectedly, often chatting in the tavern and competing to see who gets drunk first.

  "So there aren't many Salter people here, huh?" The Salter person shrugged and said: "If it wasn't for the fact that I went bankrupt due to a business failure not long ago, I wouldn't be staying in this dangerous place. Most of the people who come here are because of the high salaries, and as for money, that demon has never failed to deliver."

  "So, about that thing you bought a while back called a bond, have you exchanged it for gold coins?" The red-nosed dwarf downed the rest of his drink and asked the tavern owner for another mug of ale, saying: "Most people have already exchanged their bonds for gold coins, after all, yesterday was the deadline."

  "Exchange it for gold coins?" Sarte looked down at the red-nosed dwarf with disdain and said, "Do you want to leave it at home and wait for someone to steal it? I've long since exchanged that money for this thing."

  Saying that, the Saulte person took out a book from his bosom, which didn't look very big, made of sheepskin paper, and waved it in front of the dwarf, continuing to say: "You should have already noticed recently, at the bank near the tavern? I've exchanged the debt note for gold coins and stored them there."

  "Have you gone mad? Exchanging gold coins for something like this." The dwarf looked at the self-satisfied Saltman in surprise and exclaimed, "What if they don't give you your money back? Are you going to eat sheepskin paper?"

  "When you started issuing bonds, didn't you say the same thing?" The Sartrean put the book back in his arms and said: "What was the result? Now you see it too, most people got their money back with interest without a penny missing. And you didn't listen to me at that time, just putting your money at home, worrying about being stolen every day, not to mention there would be no returns."

  "At least I can look at it and touch it every day, that's reassuring." The dwarf said somewhat gloomily.

  "Suit yourself." The Sartrean does not persuade: "In short, I have found that there are considerable advantages to doing things my way; whether or not you do the same is up to you."

  "By the way... weren't you two just talking about that woman?" A Sartrean who had been listening to the two of them for a long time laughed and said, "How did you suddenly switch to this topic?"

  "What business is it of yours what we talk about?" The dwarf and Sartan said in almost perfect unison.

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  Emily, who was 21 years old, often wondered what her wedding would be like and what her husband would be like. But she never thought that one day she would marry a demon, even if it was just a fake performance, this was Emily's first marriage.

  What if she meets someone she likes in the future? Is she supposed to tell him that she was once married to a demon? Will he despise her because of this?

  One by one, questions emerged in Emily's mind, the strange eyes of others she met on the road during the day, and those seemingly ubiquitous whispers, made Emily start to feel afraid, she even had the idea of giving up immediately.

  But then she remembered the content of that meeting, if Raytheon Cliff is involved in the internal affairs of the Sault people, a girl will be sacrificed. If she disagrees with the marriage, Regal will immediately find another girl and force her family to break up and obey. Emily can't do such cruel things, even if it's not what she did by hand, but she's an informant or you could say a participant.

  "Am I doing the right thing?" Emily murmured to herself, gazing out at the three-colored moon: "This way, that unknown girl will be saved."

  "You don't have to sacrifice yourself for a stranger, you don't even know who she is." Mo Yan's voice suddenly came from outside the window, and a tall figure appeared outside Emily's window, saying: "No one will thank you, no one will remember your sacrifice, because the person being hurt hasn't even shown up."

  "What are you doing here?" Emily looked at Mo Yan with some vigilance, not knowing why he would appear here at this time. Generally speaking, he should be "staying" with the two demonesses.

  "Didn't your brother ask me to take care of you when he left?" Mo Yan smiled and said, "At that time I agreed, so every now and then I would come here to see you, only you didn't know."

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