### Chapter: 312
The wedding was surprisingly modest.
Even though they were nobility, Seojun and Bianca had lived quite simply.
Both had periods in their lives where they felt abandoned by their families.
As a result, they weren’t really fans of extravagance.
So, Kraush and Bianca ended up holding their ceremony in the chapel set up at Rahern Academy.
“Wow, you’re really getting hitched quickly,” Aslan said playfully, offering his congratulations to Kraush.
“Yeah, we promised to do it this year,” Kraush replied.
Since it was a quaint wedding, Kraush only invited a handful of acquaintances.
“Congrats, Kraush.”
“Thanks, Felray.”
Felray was also present as one of the acquaintances.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
At that moment, Biowren, who was there as a guest, slyly asked Kraush.
Having seen Kraush for a while now, Biowren was worried about whether the wedding would go smoothly.
And honestly, who wouldn’t be since the women surrounding Kraush didn’t seem likely to stay quiet.
“I wouldn’t say I’m entirely fine, but…”
Kraush recalled what happened the day before.
“I’ll handle it.”
After suggesting marriage, Bianca had just dashed off to talk with the other ladies.
There was some anxiety about what she might discuss.
But since he knew Bianca well, he decided to trust her.
“I left it to Bianca.”
“…You let your wife handle that?”
Biowren’s expression became distant at the thought of potential love rivalries stirred up among the women.
Although it was a bit of a stretch, she figured it probably wouldn’t escalate to something wild.
And then,
The chapel doors suddenly swung open with a loud bang.
Everyone’s attention shifted at the ruckus, and there stood a woman with dark blue hair, strikingly similar to Kraush.
She greeted Kraush with her signature smile.
“Little brother, getting married before me? Now that’s quite the audacity!”
Charlotte Balheim.
She was Kraush’s older sister.
Kraush couldn’t help but smile slightly upon seeing Charlotte.
“Well, at least I managed to do something before you,” he said.
“Such a determined little brat,” she replied, walking up to him.
Charlotte rummaged through her pockets and pulled out a small gift box.
It was Kraush’s first-ever gift of this kind from Charlotte, leaving him quite speechless.
“This is a small dagger embedded with the essence of eternity. They say if you keep it at home, it’ll help you and your spouse get through any challenges without a hitch.”
As a swordmaster, she gifted him a dagger.
“I’ll treasure it.”
“Of course, you should. After all, the price for marrying before me is hefty!”
Hearing that, Kraush chuckled briefly, remembering how she had gotten hitched first in his previous life.
He wondered what her husband might be doing right now.
Kraush assumed Charlotte could handle herself, and pushed the thought aside.
“Honestly, you’re really something, aren’t you?”
At that moment, a familiar voice caught Kraush’s ear.
When he turned, he saw the former holy maiden, Astraea Stigma Freeman, glaring at him disapprovingly.
Dressed in her pure holy attire, Astraea looked perturbed.
“Making me officiate, seriously?”
“You’re the best blessing-giver I know,” he replied.
She had come here to officiate the wedding.
Upon hearing the news, Astraea’s mind had gone a bit foggy.
While she had always considered it a possibility, the reality of the man she liked getting married was still a shock.
Kraush felt bad for putting her in this position but then, Bianca pulled Astraea away with determination.
“…Fine, I’ll do it,” Astraea finally agreed after that.
Kraush was curious about what Bianca had said to her but was left without an answer.
“Okay, let’s just get through today,” Astraea sighed, taking a long breath and turning her head.
Even if she was a former holy maiden, with her blessing, their marriage should go swimmingly.
“Congratulations, Kraush, on your wedding,” Haring said, arriving shortly after.
“Glad you could make it.”
Then, a few others appeared behind her.
“You really went and did it,” remarked the Fourth Princess of the Empire, Sigrid, shaking her head in concern for his future.
“I’m not giving up yet!” said Karandis, the ninth princess of Poseus, showing her resolve.
“Woohoo, congratulations!” cheered Dorma, the disciple of the world-renowned healer, bringing along a bouquet to celebrate.
“Congrats!” Glenn Diana, the younger sibling of the Holy Kingdom’s guard, said blandly.
“Take good care of Bianca!” added Dalia, a childhood friend from the Junon family.
These were all connections Kraush had made during his time at Rahern Academy.
Kraush smiled, expressing his gratitude at everyone’s kind words.
“Bride is making her entrance now.”
At that moment, a voice rang out from the chapel entrance.
Kraush turned just in time to see Bianca, adorned in a pure white wedding dress.
The combination of her white hair and flowing dress accentuated Bianca’s beauty.
Kraush stood still, mesmerized, as Bianca slowly walked toward him.
Behind her, his maid Alicia helped lift the long train of her wedding gown.
Following close behind were Darling, the future alchemist, and Lirina, Aslan’s maid, sneakily entering the chapel.
It seemed that Bianca’s dress and makeup were the duo’s masterpieces.
“Kraush-nim.”
Bianca had somehow made her way to his side, her face adorned with a soft smile that was different from her usual expression.
“You look beautiful.”
Kraush couldn’t help but exclaim, and a hint of bashfulness crept onto Bianca’s face.
Even that looked breathtaking.
“Ahem, then let’s proceed with the wedding of groom Kraush Balheim and bride Bianca Hardenhartz,” Astraea declared promptly.
Having gotten tired of watching their lovey-dovey moment, Astraea hastily began the ceremony.
Given her personality, she’d really held back quite a bit.
With the ceremony underway, Bianca stood next to Kraush, intertwining her fingers with his.
As the rites progressed, Astraea’s expression softened into a benevolent holy maiden mode.
“I, Astraea, sincerely pray for God’s blessing upon your future.”
She truly put her heart into blessing their union.
She really was the most suitable person for the title of “holy maiden.”
“Now, please exchange your vows with a kiss.”
While Astraea’s holy maiden demeanor wavered, she managed to hold herself together.
In the meantime, when Kraush stole a glance, he spotted a black crow and a corpse rat nearby.
Crimson Garden and Ebelasque seemed to be present in their own right.
He could thank them later.
Kraush turned back to Bianca.
Their eyes met, and Bianca, slightly flushed, slowly closed her eyes.
Though feeling a bit shy about showing affection in front of everyone, Kraush couldn’t make Bianca wait any longer.
He gently cupped her cheek and leaned down to meet her lips with his.
“Congratulations on the marriage!”
“Congratulations to you too!”
As they kissed, cheers erupted all around.
Once Kraush pulled away, he noticed Bianca’s eyes were slightly misty, as though she’d been waiting for this moment forever.
Kraush felt the same joy reflected in his gaze as he looked into her eyes.
“With this, the two of you are bound by a promise of eternity. May your path ahead be filled with blessings,” Astraea concluded the ceremony.
And just like that, Kraush and Bianca were officially married.
Despite the many issues piled up ahead, this moment was purely blessed.
*
After the wedding, Kraush enjoyed a simple party with the guests.
Though it mostly consisted of catching up and sharing a meal.
For Kraush, that was more than enough to fill him with a sense of completeness.
It felt like a surge of energy propelling him forward.
Kraush glanced at Bianca, who was leaning against him.
The gentle autumn breeze played with her hair.
He raised a hand to smooth her slightly disheveled bangs.
“Kraush-nim, you’ll be off again for a while, won’t you?”
Kraush couldn’t deny it.
There were more than a few pressing issues on his plate right now.
After sorting out the matters with Aura, he’d need to master the God of Creation Weapons fully.
Plus, there were Sigurd, who had gone to the Empire, the mysteriously absent Arthur, and the concerns surrounding Abella and Ixion.
The list of problems was endless.
‘The worst seeds are growing stronger.’
The world appeared to flow along peacefully, yet was slowly unraveling.
To resolve it all, he felt he could use a few more bodies for the task.
“I’ll follow you, no matter how far,” Bianca suddenly declared.
A bit taken aback, Kraush turned back to her.
There was a steely resolve in her eyes.
“No matter how far you go, I’ll be right behind you. Because I’m your wife, Kraush-nim.”
What a reliable wife she was.
“I won’t wander far.”
“Then I thank you for that.”
Kraush’s goal was to pave a way for others to follow.
Of course, he had to make sure she could come along too.
“Kraush.”
As they enjoyed this warm, cozy moment, a voice from within summoned Kraush’s attention.
He turned to see Haring standing there.
“Sorry to interrupt.”
“No, it’s fine.”
Haring wasn’t one for lacking awareness in such situations.
If she had called him over, there was probably something important to discuss.
So, when he gestured it was okay to speak, Haring carefully opened her mouth.
“I think my dad can help remove the Inner Pills from your body.”
The Poison King, Hauran Lagrain.
He was Haring’s father.
Kraush remembered meeting him once in this round and knew he was a doting parent.
Haring must have reached out to him.
“That’s great,” Kraush said.
But he sensed Haring’s hesitance.
“You’re worried about a condition he laid out for you?”
“Yeah.”
Haring avoided Kraush’s and Bianca’s gazes, appearing flustered.
Since he had met Hauran, Kraush had somewhat guessed the situation.
So, he decided to directly ask Haring.
“What was the condition?”
“Well, he wants just the two of us to go,” she replied, almost stumbling over her words.
A tense silence filled the air.
By bringing this up, Haring must have intended to inform Bianca directly.
If she hadn’t told Kraush, it could’ve blown over without issues.
Either way, her selflessness came as a surprise.
Bianca glanced at Haring for a moment.
Then she turned back to Kraush and said, “You go.”
Bianca gave her permission.
Kraush looked back at Bianca, slightly concerned, but she shrugged her shoulders.
“I’ll play the role of the hostess.”
What an adorable hostess she was.
Kraush tousled Bianca’s hair.
Then he turned back to Haring, who still seemed a bit anxious.
“All right. Let’s go.”
It was time to head to the Lagrain household.
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