Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

only,

Obviously,

Asmodeus lost in this choice.

Uriel stared at Asmodeus with a cold expression.

He didn't react at all, calmly, without the slightest intention of getting angry.

It was as if such a result had been expected.

Uriel was so busy watching the show that he couldn't react at all.

King Haniwei and the Queen looked at each other, and then came to Asmodeus somewhat uneasily.

"Dear His Highness Asmode, please don't mind Jira's choice."

"In our view, you have always been a sacred and inviolable god, an existence as irreplaceable as the sun."

"Jira's choice is due to her own wishes, not because of your fault, so please don't be angry."

Asmodeus, the god of the sky, nodded slightly and said calmly,

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. I think I'm not angry."

"...You're not angry?" Haniwei was very surprised.

Asmodeus looked at him calmly, "Yes, Sir, I am not angry."

"Because... I want to ask you to marry your beautiful daughter to me."

He slowly raised his hand, covered his chest with pure white gloves, and performed a standard gentleman's courtesy.

"Mr. Honeyway, if you can marry your daughter Jira to me, then I will be very grateful."

"……this--"

Haniwei was a little dumbfounded and subconsciously looked at his daughter.

Ji La and Crosell were at the edge of the high platform, waving to the crowd below.

Colorful ribbons are flying, salutes are roaring,

The patron saint has been decided, and everyone has accepted this expected ending.

But now...Asmodeus said that he wanted to marry Jira.

The king was in trouble for a moment.

At this time, Uriel came over,

"Asmodeus, what are you talking about?"

He didn't miss the embarrassment on the king's face.

Asmodeus raised his eyelids, neither salty nor bland,

"Uril, I think your participation is not needed here."

Uriel held the wine glass, his smile unchanged.

"Asmodeus, please don't refute my face like this."

"As a friend, I just want to care about your emotions. After all... this seems to be the first time you don't refuse."

Uriel was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, and his tone was a bit like watching a good show.

Rather than wanting to see Crosell rejected,

He actually wanted to see what it would be like if the arrogant dragon was rejected.

After all, dragons are not easy to mess with.

If he is really angry, all the creatures in the sea may suffer.

Asmodeus sneered and slowly straightened up.

A noble and handsome man with thin lips and deep eyebrows.

His eyes did not look at anyone else, but on Jira who came hand in hand with Crosell.

When Ji La raised her eyes, she saw his bloody eyes with mixed feelings and anger.

The ice was cold, as if it had been soaked in blood for a long time, giving it a chill.

Ji La paused, still with a decent smile on her face,

When he came to the king, he let go of Crossel's hand and saluted.

"Dear father and mother, I choose Crossel to be my patron saint."

"As for His Highness Asmodeus..."

Ji La lowered her eyes, her beautiful face flushed seductively,

The delicate little princess said softly with shame,

"Dear father, mother, I think... I am happy with His Highness Asmodeus."