Demon Royal Family

Seeing Ivo approaching step by step, Nafei felt an inexplicable sense of oppression and wanted to take a step back, but Ivo's gentle eyes seemed to cast witchcraft on her. She froze in place, unable to move, and her heart beat violently.

Seeing that Ivo had left them behind, the noble ladies finally laid their eyes on Nafi's almost perfect appearance, and many of them felt jealous.

Ivo was the centerpiece of the party, and everything he said and did was seen by everyone.

Ivo came to Nafi and caught Nafi's eyes with his eyes. Nafi hurriedly avoided his sight like a panicked rabbit.

Ivo blinked, "Then I said it?"

Nafei bit her lip lightly and nodded invisibly. The redness spread from her neck to her earlobes.

Ivo smiled slightly, took Nafei's soft and boneless hand, turned to look at the doubtful nobles, and announced loudly: "This is my... future wife."

His face was sincere and serious, as if he was announcing to the world.

boom--

The whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone knew the woman who stunned everyone in the purple dress. She was the eldest daughter of the Lynches family. She once had an engagement with the Gold family, but it ended due to the war, but the two parties did not terminate the engagement verbally.

Feeling something in their hearts, the nobles looked at the Duke of Beverly out of nowhere, and saw that his face was ugly, but he hinted at helplessness.

Talper was stunned on the spot, with mixed emotions. He only wanted to climb up to a higher-status noble family, which used to be the Gold family. During the war, he changed his target to Ivo, and when this scene really happened Only then did he realize that the two of them were in love with each other. In fact, he had no control over Nafi at all. He could only sigh heavily and acquiesced.

Nafei's eyes were filled with excitement, and she allowed Ivo to hold hands while Ivo looked around the audience, while her eyes were always fixed on Ivo's side face, as if she was intoxicated.

"Hahaha," Severn III laughed, stood up and offered his blessing, "Congratulations to both of you. May the God of Love witness your marriage. I hope to officiate your wedding in person."

Ivo laughed, "It's still early for marriage, and I have to go to Odin Continent."

Severn III knew that what Ivo was talking about was about the church, so he nodded and said no more.

The nobles suddenly came to their senses and offered blessings one after another. Although Beverly was helpless, he also knew that there was no way to deal with Ivo, so he had to suppress his unhappiness and muffled a few blessings. He was also miserable, and he finally recovered. He lost the glory of his family and ascended to the position of Duke. Unexpectedly, all the limelight was snatched away by the sudden appearance of Ivo. Even though they were both Dukes, Ivo's development prospects and potential value were higher than his. Much higher.

The aristocratic ladies left wisely. Sandrine bit her lips and backed away in frustration.

Talper stepped forward, looked at Nafi and Ivo with a complex expression, sighed and said, "I will leave my daughter to you."

"Father..." Nafei spoke softly, her tone touching.

Ivo nodded, "Old Tower, although you and I have nothing to deal with, don't worry, I will treat Nafi well."

Talper rolled his eyes, sighed again, and walked away, leaving the two of them alone.

Nafei stared straight at Ivo with her bright eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, "I will be relying on you from now on. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. It costs a lot of money for me to study magic."

Ivo slapped his chest and smiled: "My family has a big business, let alone you, it doesn't matter if there are ten more."

Nafi pinched Ivo's waist angrily, "Okay, you want to marry ten more?!"

"I'm talking about the mage..."

The banquet lasted until late at night, and the nobles gradually dispersed. Tomorrow there will be Ivo's separate investiture ceremony, which will still be held in the ceremony square, and they will have to get up early to attend.

The guards posted notices on the notice boards in taverns, hotels and intersections all night long. The civilians who were a little depressed after a night of partying suddenly became energetic. They ended their evening activities and went home early to go to bed, preparing to watch Ivo's lecture tomorrow. Xun.

A night of silence.

…

Early the next morning.

The civilians who got up early came to the ceremony square, but the number was much smaller than yesterday. There were only more than 10,000 people in the huge square, and the crowd was sparse.

It's not that Ivo's investiture ceremony was not taken seriously. There was a carnival in the city last night. Most of the civilians were exhausted and too lazy to move. The 10,000 people who came to the square also looked tired and yawned from time to time.

Ivo's investiture ceremony was also broadcast throughout the city through alchemy screens, so many tired civilians simply watched it in nearby taverns or intersections instead of going to the scene.

In the morning, the carriage of the nobles arrived at the ceremonial square. Unlike yesterday, they would no longer sit on the high platform, but would gather under the high platform to watch the ceremony like the public. Only Severn III and Ivo would perform the ceremony in the center of the high platform.

The so-called investiture ceremony was too formal. Ivo felt that it was a waste of time and it would be better to just hand the badge to him yesterday. However, Severn III wanted to borrow his influence, so Ivo had no choice but to let him go.

Hundreds of alchemy screens across the city flickered, and the scene of the ritual square appeared.

Many people in front of the screen sat upright.

"The ceremony has begun."

In a tavern, hundreds of drinkers stared at the alchemy screen and took a sip of malt liquor from time to time.

"Heroes are decorated."

Severn III stood behind the vertical platform of the high platform. Behind him was an envoy holding three badges. On both sides of the carpet were rows of silver-armored guards, holding spears and crossing each other to block the way. Ivo walked along the carpet from the edge of the square. Arriving at the center of the high platform, the guards lowered their spears one after another as he walked to show respect from the army. The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and no one spoke.

When he came to the pedestal, Severn III loudly spoke a lot of official words from the royal family. He spoke for ten minutes and finally said: "On behalf of the previous kings of Lasses and the royal family, I confer Duke Ivo Harricon. Medal, Commander of the Unicorns badge, Golden Cross badge.”

The royal messenger came to Ivo holding three badges of different styles. The Duke's badge was engraved with a gray mountain, the Unicorn Commander's badge was engraved with a white horse with one horn, and the Golden Cross badge was golden with a cross star engraved on the front and a cross star on the back. It is a profile of a human figure. This is the head portrait of the late King Lassis.

The people at the scene and in front of the screen waited with bated breath for Ivo to receive the badge.

This is like a symbol, as if after taking over the badge, Ivo has officially become the most powerful nobleman in the Kingdom of Laces and the pillar of the kingdom in the next few decades.

Ivo took a deep breath and reached out to touch the three badges, his fingers barely touching the edges of the badges.

At this time of great anticipation, an untimely and cold voice sounded like thunder, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

"Wait!"

Everyone present looked at the edge of the square in astonishment. More than thirty night watchmen wearing Templar armors slowly walked towards the high platform. The leader had a stern face, exuding a powerful aura, and made no secret of his hostility towards Ivo.

Ivo squinted his eyes, and he recognized the other person, the son of God, Orona.

The people whispered among themselves in confusion.

"What are you doing here in the church?"

"Why did they stop the medal ceremony?"

"Are they coming for Lord Ivo?"

"this……"

Only then did everyone remember Ivo's heretical status that they had always ignored, and worry came to their eyes.

Severn III was a little unhappy and frowned: "It seems that the priests of the Holy See have no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Lasces."

Orona looked at Ivo coldly, took out a pair of special shackles and an iron mask used by the church to imprison heretics, and said coldly: "The heretic Ivo Harricon, obediently put on the torture tools and accept the trial of the church, if If you resist, we have the right to kill you on the spot!"

boom--

The whole place was in an uproar!