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boom!

That roar sounded like some kind of omen, but also like some kind of starting tune.

As a result, a cacophony of voices filled the entire auditorium like beans.

People could no longer suppress their emotions and began to talk loudly.

"Why hasn't she become the Grand Duke of Iris yet?"

"How much longer are you going to delay? Why is the ceremony taking so long?"

"Etiquette, etiquette, has the Iris family been living with the barbarians in the North for so long that they have forgotten even the most basic etiquette?"

Everyone was looking at Alice, and the voices began to boil in the small auditorium. After a while, some people even started to complain and curse.

"Alice! Did you see it?" Karajan reminded Alice loudly, "What are you doing?"

A more violent roar sounded, shaking the entire auditorium, as if to add to his persuasiveness and intimidation.

However, Alice shook her head slowly but firmly.

"Alice, you disappoint me so much!"

Karajan finally regained his cold face and spoke coldly.

"But Father, maybe I have never made you happy."

In front of Karajan, Alice easily grabbed the gray-yellow sword and threw it away like trash.

Before the sword even reached the ground, it turned into a rolling mass of black energy even in mid-air.

Karajan shouted angrily: "Why don't you want to be the Grand Duke of Iris!?"

Then, the chaotic crowd stopped, and then, there was a chorus like a wave: "Why don't you want to be the Grand Duke of Iris!?"

Countless faces and voices gathered together to become an irresistible torrent.

But Alice, who had the blood of a mountain giant flowing through her body, just pursed her lips and stood like a rock, facing the questions coming towards her.

The voice echoed throughout the auditorium, mixed with countless echoes, and eventually shattered into countless fragments - "Why don't you want to be the Grand Duke of Iris!?"

At this moment, the third muffled sound came, and the solid auditorium door was finally violently knocked open.

Everyone looked there in search of sound.

A figure stood in the dazzling white light.

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

"Because I don't agree!"

Then, someone stepped out of the light.

It was a face that Alice had never seen before, and she was convinced that she had never seen him in her life.

But he looked so familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Especially... the eyes.

For a moment, there was silence.

All the sounds fled wildly and disappeared in an instant.

Standing in front of everyone and in everyone's sight, the young man was afraid that everyone in the auditorium might not hear clearly, so he repeated it loudly.

"Because I don't agree."

His voice echoed in the silent and packed auditorium.

Really loud.

Glancing at Alice who was surrounded by people, Qin Ming, also known as Aaron, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems, not too late?

An old voice came through the light door, "Boy, hurry up, the connection of the contract is too weak!"

Perhaps because the link is not tight enough, the sound sounds a bit unreal.

"Understood." Aaron nodded and shouted: "Please give way~"

Although his words were polite, his actions were rough and direct, and he arbitrarily pushed away the audience members who were blocking the way.

In the airless sea of ​​​​people, it was like Moses parting the sea, and he was forced to squeeze out a way.

Everything seemed to freeze at this moment.

Neither the audience nor Karajan made a sound or stopped him, allowing him to come to Alice.

Looking at the young man in front of her who was wearing a loose blue-green shirt and a pair of thick blue trousers, Alice was a little surprised.

"It's me, Alice."

Alice glanced hesitantly at Karajan, who was frozen in place, and then glanced at Aaron subconsciously, her eyes flickering.

She just realized that this was an illusion, and that it was a dream caused by the aura of the cult.

However, who can ensure that the man in front of him is not part of the illusion?

The young man looked down at his attire and smiled helplessly, "What's wrong? You can't recognize me now that I'm wearing a vest?"

"So, you look like this?"

Alice suddenly said something irrelevant.

"Why do I look like this? Back then, in our village, I was a well-known young man. Anyone who came to propose marriage would break the threshold of our family."

It seems like a familiar smell...?

Only he would say such confusing but fun-sounding words.

She distinctly remembered that he had never said these words to him.

"Let's go, let's talk again when we go out. If we don't leave, the old man will have no money. Get off the plane, get off the plane."

After thinking about it, Aaron stretched out his hand to Alice.

Alice's gaze moved downward, still hesitating.

"hurry up!"

Outside the light door, the old man's voice came again.

Almost at the same time, in the entire auditorium, everyone who had been standing still like statues came back to life and roared in unison: "You can't leave!"

The crowd was coming, moving towards Aaron and Alice.

"You can't leave! Alice! Stay!" Karajan's face was almost ashen and he scolded sternly.

However, their warning finally prompted Alice to make up her mind and finally hold Aaron's hand.

"Is he your father? Well, father-in-law?"

Alice glanced at the Karajan in front of her with complicated eyes and whispered: "This is not it."

"I have the order." Aaron followed someone's will and casually pushed away the Iris Grand Duke who was standing in front of him. At this moment, his tall figure was as light as a piece of paper. "Sir, times have changed. These days, everything has changed." Free love is popular, feudal arranged marriage is not acceptable..."

At this point, Aaron stopped suddenly with a guilty conscience, glanced at Alice carefully, and then pulled Alice straight towards the light door.

"Give way, boil the water~put your feet back~"

Although the crowd was gathering, they were forced to make way for the young couple under the restrictions of some mysterious force.

In her dreams, she is the real master.

It was only then that she officially confirmed his identity.

Then, the brisk trumpet sounded, and the joyful sound of the lyre floated from nowhere.

A red carpet appeared from scratch, stretching from the feet of Aaron and Alice to the front of the light door.

Petals began to rain from the sky, and petals of various colors fell in mid-air.

"Alice, I will wait here for your return!"

All the spectators in the auditorium roared unwillingly.

The dark and inexplicable light door was right in front of her. Alice glanced at the door, stopped slightly, and asked again pretending to be casual: "Why are there holes in your pants?"

"Hey, that's art. Do you understand art?"

While holding Alice's hand, Aaron muttered: "Broken is good...postmodernism..." and other terms that Alice didn't understand.

The air suddenly became cheerful.

But when their figures disappeared behind the light door, the auditorium fell into silence again...