My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 123

Episode 123

I looked towards the door with a puzzled expression.

‘What on earth is going on?’

Following Claude’s voice, the voice of Duke Saboia suddenly boomed loudly.

“Before that, there’s something we absolutely must address. Our child could be a victim of a fraudulent marriage!”

In the study, I, Dylan, and the Emperor were all equally dumbfounded.

“I could be a victim of a fraudulent marriage?”

“…I don’t understand what you mean.”

“Exactly, I have no idea what’s going on. Our master wouldn’t act like this….”

The Emperor, who had his arms crossed over his chest in contemplation, suddenly straightened up.

“Come in here for a moment.”

The door swung open grandly at his command, and family members entered, carrying stacks of documents.

And then Claude…

“This marriage is invalid!”

…he set off a bomb the moment he entered the room.

With a bewildered expression, I turned to Claude, who was puffing out his chest confidently, and retorted,

“Suddenly? Why?”

“I came to rescue you, Diana.”

“There’s no need for that.”

With an unusual intensity, the Emperor clenched his fists at his sides and spoke in response to the sudden intrusion.

“What are you saying, Duke? I’ve just been asked to be the master of ceremonies for their wedding!”

At that moment, Duke Saboia shook his head vigorously and pushed forward a bundle of documents.

“Please take a look at this document, Your Majesty.”

“Wait, what is this…?”

The Emperor, who was about to react with a growl, quickly widened his eyes.

“…A contract… marriage certificate?”

“Yes, that’s right. We found it in <Newlywed Town>.”

“Ah, that was there.”

Now it’s just a useless piece of paper, after all.

However, after seeing the <Contract Marriage Certificate>, Claude was full of energy.

“The two of them had a contract marriage!”

The Emperor, who quickly received the <Contract Marriage Certificate>, looked as if he had lost his nation.

“…A c-c-contract marriage?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Such a terrible and painful thing… I thought they were truly in love!”

The Emperor’s shock was unexpected.

Come to think of it, the Emperor always supported my and Dylan’s love like a father figure, really.

“This is just unbelievable…”

The Emperor let out a cry of anguish.

Watching him like this, I resolved not to tell Emmanuel under any circumstances.

“Such a painful thing…”

“It can’t be.”

“Are they going to break up?”

“…So, are they getting married or getting divorced?”

“Of course!”

“Marriage!”

“Divorce!”

I chuckled and said,

“They started with a contract marriage, but now Diana has come to like Dylan.”

Dylan’s face turned slightly red at my words.

He stammered, speaking softly like a boy starting his first love.

“I feel the same way.”

Claude interjected while clenching his fist.

“Don’t both of you suddenly become romantic!”

“So, it’s finally becoming a real marriage. Our child is going to have a wedding….”

Stricken with shock and grief, Duke Saboia twisted his body.

I lightly grabbed my grandfather’s arm and smiled.

“Grandfather, please calm down.”

“Wh-We’re having a wedding.”

“Of course, because we’re a real couple.”

Claude stifled a pained groan. I looked at them and grinned.

“You’re worried you won’t see me for long?”

Claude blinked and quickly opened his mouth.

“No! I wouldn’t have such petty thoughts…”

“But you are.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

I chuckled and said,

“Even after marriage, I’ll be at the Saboia mansion for more than three days a week. I want to spend time with you too, Grandfather.”

“W-Well, let’s see. How about four days? After all, a week is seven days, isn’t it?”

I gently nodded as if pacifying a suddenly mischievous grandfather.

“I’ll think about it. And…”

“Huh? Why are you looking at me?”

Claude looked at me with great anticipation.

I looked at him and gave a small smile.

“I want to spend a long time with you too, Claude.”

“Oh, dear! If you say so many good things all at once, Claude might really die.”

“Surely not, he wouldn’t go that far…”

“Shh, shh…!”

Surprisingly, that statement was true.

His eyes half rolled at my words, and his legs went weak.

The great offensive archmage.

The influential future tower master.

A person whom most find hard to approach, the owner of an impertinent personality.

With just one of my words, Claude collapsed like a deflated balloon.

“I just wanted to see you for a while, and now it turned out like this….”

At that moment, Claude, who had risen from the ground, opened his mouth.

“I was so happy that I almost had a shock. It was dangerous.”

I should be more cold-hearted in the future.

I might die if I’m too nice.

Claude was laughing heartily without knowing what I was thinking.

I responded with a faint protest.

“Is it really okay?”

“Yeah, it’s totally fine!”

In that case, I should say what needs to be said.

I met Claude’s twinkling eyes and spoke firmly.

“Then we’ll have a wedding. Claude, and Grandfather, you’ll both attend, right?”

“Attend? Well… we should. After all, it’s a wedding. It wouldn’t make sense if family members didn’t attend.”

“But when are we going to do it? Are we going to do it a hundred years later?”

Not just Claude and Grandfather, but even Dylan and the Emperor—all of their expectant gazes were directed at me.

“I hope we can do it right before the early winter comes. Well….”

I smiled brightly.

“I hope our wedding will be a little different.”

As our connection has been unique from the past until now, I wanted to have a wedding different from others.

“So, we’re doing it soon…?”

And then, Claude grabbed the back of his neck and actually fainted.

* * *

There was a commotion due to Claude’s fainting, but the wedding preparations proceeded steadily as Diana wished.

It was thanks to the Emperor and the Grand Duke Castilla exerting their influence.

Busy days continued, selecting dresses and attire, sending invitations, and making various arrangements.

However, it took some time to decide on the wedding venue.

Duke Saboia wanted to marry in the Duchy of Saboia.

On the other hand, the Emperor secretly suggested that it would be better to marry in the Castilla Grand Duchy, where the curse had been lifted.

After hearing their opinions, Diana unexpectedly chose a third location.

“Odette Territory is a place I acquired through my own efforts. I also have a cottage of my own there.”

Upon hearing this, both Duke Saboia and the Emperor had no choice but to agree.

From the beginning, the Grand Duke Castilla had followed her opinion as if it were natural, so the location was also unanimously decided.

“The wedding will be modest, so we’ll take care of the preparations ourselves.”

The guests who received the invitations awaited the wedding with a mix of bewilderment and joyful anticipation.

Time flew quickly while preparing a small wedding venue in the Odette Territory.

Before they knew it, the day of the wedding had arrived.

* * *

People began to gather at the small cottage in the Odette Territory.

The wedding was planned to take place in a simple outdoor setup in the cottage’s courtyard.

The courtyard of the Odette cottage was already adorned like a small wedding venue.

Circular tables where guests would sit, a white wedding aisle laid between the tables, the officiating spot at the end of the aisle, and even a small piano placed beside it.

Duke Saboia, looking around, blinked with his garment’s sleeve.

“So, this day has finally come.”

“I should have opposed it more.”

“Well, that’s true.”

But today is a joyful day for Diana, so they managed their expressions while looking around.

The various guests gathered around their assigned tables, their faces visible.

Claude and Duke Saboia, Mung Mungi, Dayra, of course, as well as the knight department members including Henry and Marilyn, and newlywed couples who had built friendships in <Newlywed Town>.

And there was also Emmanuel, wearing an emotional expression as if sending off his own daughter in marriage.