Chapter 412 - Chapter 412: Chapter 392 Wedding and Meeting (1/2)

Chapter 412: Chapter 392 Wedding and Meeting

Many people participated in this wedding, with countless nobles of all sizes from the East Coast Province, and Aldrich, head of the Romann family, was there in person.

Aldrich had lost count of how many times he had come to Nasir City, as he was already familiar with the route.

This time he chose not to fly but to try taking the train instead.

After taking the train, Aldrich had decided that he must introduce railways and trains to the Emerald Lake Province, although he felt that his decision was much later than the Fischer family’s.

But the environment of Emerald Lake Province was excellent, and Duke Romann was the kind of person who was very opposed to pollution, so Aldrich really had no way to push his ideas in the previous years.

For many years, the Fischer family had already laid out railroad tracks across the entire East Coast Province, greatly promoting the economic level of the entire province.

At the wedding, as a family marrying into the Fischer family, the important figures of the Frosac family were all in attendance, even the family head of the Frosac, the oldest Monarch Transcendent in Cyart, the blind “White Beast” was present.

The sun, filtering through the gauzy clouds, gently scattered over the carefully decorated estate lawn, draping the entire Fischer Manor in a dreamy golden glow.

The gates slowly opened, flanked by meticulously trimmed flowerbeds showcasing vibrant and competitive blooms, their fragrance filling the air, and a red carpet extended from the entrance to the center of the manor, lined by uniformly dressed attendants with smiles on their faces.

In the center of the manor, the giant floral arch and white gauze floated with the wind, creating a delightful contrast with the distant blue sky and white clouds, while the candles on the elegant candelabras flickered brightly.

As the melodious wedding march began, Sunny Frosac, the bride dressed in a spotless white wedding gown, walked slowly like a princess from a fairy tale, accompanied by her father.

Traditionally, their wedding would have taken place in the True Gods Church, but the Fischer family was somewhat defiant of the Church, and with their increased power, they were bold enough to break some traditions and rules.

Bride Sunny walked with a light but firm step, her eyes twinkling with anticipation for her future life.

Groom Felix wore a custom-made black suit with a pristine handkerchief on his chest, his gaze following the bride’s every move.

“Sunny,” he said as he approached.

“All these years, thank you for waiting for me.”

“I wasn’t waiting for you,” Sunny replied seriously, looking at Felix. “I just can’t be without you.”

In the presence of Darren and others, the couple vowed to stay together for life and exchanged rings that symbolized love and commitment.

At that moment, all eyes were on them, followed by a burst of warm applause and cheers; the guests raised their glasses in celebration, wishing that their love would be as perennial and vibrant as the beautiful scenery of the manor.

The grand wedding banquet took place in the outdoor garden of Fischer Manor, with long tables laden with a variety of fine foods and wines, and guests chatting and laughing.

In a corner of the garden, Darren smiled as he looked up at the night sky where stars twinkled and fireworks blazed brilliantly.

The Frosac family had made their stance clear within the major families of Cyart by being very willing to marry their daughter into this family.

He soon calmly approached the “White Beast.”

His father Byrne had described the “White Beast” as an old fox, a point that Darren remembered well.

“I didn’t expect you to come yourself, making the long journey to the East Coast Province must have taken quite some time.”

The aged “White Beast,” sitting in a wheelchair, shook his head gently, speaking slowly:

“No matter, no matter, because your trains in the East Coast Province are such a convenient thing, we got here very quickly on that train! Hahaha!”

He closed his eyes and muttered:

“Hehehe, the new era is about to arrive, isn’t it? Those new things are indeed very tempting, it’s just a pity that I am already the dust of the old era.”

Darren shook his head gently, not bothering to engage with his cryptic riddles, and said seriously:

“I might as well speak directly, what are your plans for the Frosac family in the future?”