Chapter 184 - Chapter 184: Chapter 176: The Lion Eagle Wedding (2/2)

“Hahaha, Your Excellency Byrne! This wedding is truly magnificent, utterly captivating. I’m also really looking forward to the wedding between the Oder family and the Fischer family. The scale of that event must be even larger than this one… Hahaha, well, then again, a smaller scale wouldn’t be bad either.”

Viscount Oder of the Iron Blood clan had found Byrne; he held a goblet in his hand, displaying a hearty smile, as if he had nearly endless expectations for the future.

Byrne stared deeply at Viscount Oder, also revealing a smile.

“I, too, look forward to the future of our two families, Viscount Oder.”

He and Viscount Oder raised their goblets, and champagne automatically flowed into them.

The two conversed, primarily discussing their respective children.

“Darren hasn’t returned yet? I must say, I’m a bit eager to see him; after all, I’m about to entrust my daughter to him, and I’m somewhat anxious.”

Viscount Oder asked with a casual laugh, though he was well aware of Darren’s situation and even knew about his two lovers – but those were trifling matters to him.

Byrne too smiled, gently shaking his head as he spoke:

“Actually, he has just joined the Royal Army. It will be nearly two years before he can return, and I’m sure Darren will visit you first thing then.”

They chatted for quite some time, Byrne merely humoring the conversation, while deep down he was always timing, feeling ever more tense.

The gentle music constantly playing in his ears did nothing to help him relax.

Byrne was thirty-seven years old, and after decades of experiences, very few things could still make him nervous. Yet now he could not shake off the unease.

Because what was about to happen was simply too shocking.

Byrne looked toward Viscount Bast, the elder who was taking the initiative to drink with members of the Eagle clan, adopting an extremely humble posture.

Suddenly, deep inside, he felt a chill run down his spine, an eerie sensation.

Bast Leone was truly a frightening man.

“What are you doing!”

Chief Renzo, standing beside Viscount Bast, suddenly shouted

A member of the Eagle clan, face burning with anger, glared and crudely splashed his drink across Viscount Bast’s face.

The surrounding crowd was shocked; all the guests wore complex expressions, waiting to see Viscount Bast’s response.

The faces of the Eagle clan members were unsightly.

They carried no weapons or mysterious rare artifacts, and the place was under a barrier cast by the Lion clan of Fein City. Should a conflict arise, they would likely be unable to escape.

“It’s okay, no big deal.”

Viscount Bast said with a smile, taking the towel that floated over to him, wiping his face, then looking at Viscount Zavier, who was walking over.

“Don’t worry, Zavier.”

“I am aware of the deep animosity between the Lion and Eagle clans, and I have no illusions that the small frictions will end anytime soon. But that’s okay, as long as we two can reach an agreement, there will be no issues.”

Bast smiled as he looked at the young man who had thrown the drink, sensing the rage in his eyes, and lightly patted his shoulder, saying:

“Well done.”

“If I were you, I might have done the same! As long as the Eagle clan has people like you, it will always soar again!”

“Now, let’s all continue with the celebration!”

After saying that, Viscount Bast left to check on the bride and groom. While everyone thought the matter had been settled, only Viscount Zavier’s expression remained sour.

Bast’s words had left him feeling an unsettling discomfort deep inside.

It was finally time for the newlyweds from both families to make their appearance together. They were up next to accept everyone’s blessings before the Acting Bishop gave the divine benediction, completing the wedding ceremony.

Byrne’s tension was mounting; he knew that “Solar Gold” had likely already infiltrated the event. He just didn’t know which of the many guests it was.

“May I get through, please?”

A deep, familiar voice suddenly sounded nearby, and Byrne couldn’t help but divert his gaze towards it.

A tall man dressed in a black tailcoat was making his way through the crowd. His features were ordinary, his eyes lifeless, looking nothing like “Solar Gold.”

But Byrne knew for certain that this man was “Solar Gold!”

He has arrived!