Chapter 598: 491 Scheduled Wedding_2
If the binding and restraining power were too strong, causing the "Oath Stake" to become more harmful than beneficial, thus being judged as a negative force of a non-beneficial nature, it might not affect Reiger, as it could be neutralized by the immunity effect of "Self-redemption." During the development of the "Stake," Morgan had fully considered various issues and added many restrictions to the spell, hence the "Stake" was born in a form that absolutely would not put Reiger at a disadvantage.
The problem was, this made it even harder for Reiger to understand.
Why go through all this trouble?
Setting aside the issue of the "Oath Stake," even if it was just about Morgan using a potentially powerful force in exchange for staying in Camelot for a month, Reiger still could not comprehend her aim in doing so.
Did she think that by marrying her, he would obediently stay in Camelot and live with her "day and night"?
After all, she was a witch who had lived for thousands of years, surely she couldn’t be so naive?
Unfortunately, it seemed that Morgan did not plan to explain further.
She only told Reiger one thing.
"The blessing that works with the ’Stake’ on you is an essence of my being as a fairy."
"Although it’s an essence I’ve discarded, if it’s you, you might be able to make some use of this waste."
"As for what it does, that’s for you to discover."
After leaving such words, Morgan spoke no more, declaring thus with the authority of Britain’s supreme ruler.
"Less than a month remains until the wedding."
"During this time, enjoy Camelot to your heart’s content."
"My husband."
...
"Boom!"
With the doors of the Jade Throne Hall closing loudly, Reiger left the place.
Ignoring the fairy soldiers saluting him respectfully on both sides, Reiger walked towards the empty corridor, pondering over Morgan’s words.
"Husband, huh?"
Reiger had thought he would feel uncomfortable with this title, but perhaps due to the "Oath Stake," he surprisingly felt no resistance to the upcoming wedding with Morgan, rather a sense that it was right.
"...Could this also be an influence deliberately added by Morgan into the ’Stake’? Or is it because the blessing on me pertains to the essence that Morgan discarded?"
Reiger could not understand, and could only rub his temples.
"To deviate from the original plot and seriously explore, it turns out to be such a difficult task."
Losing the advantage of foresight did not make Reiger feel fearful, yet it did trouble him greatly.
Fortunately, Reiger was not the kind of trans-dimensional being who couldn’t manage without the advantage of foresight.
"The wedding in a month’s time, huh?"
Reiger’s eyes twinkled slightly.
"Let’s see what this might bring about."
...
Once again, Reiger started living a leisurely life in Camelot.
Lancelot and Gawain would still occasionally pop in; their attitudes remained unchanged, oblivious to the fact that Tristan had attacked Reiger or perhaps knowingly ignoring it.
Tristan no longer troubled Reiger either, even seeming to have disappeared completely, reportedly hiding in his room and refusing to come out.
Clearly, the normally brutal Elf Knight had been genuinely affected this time, becoming reclusive to the point of losing interest in going to the killing fields of New Darlington for enjoyment. One could imagine the power of Morgan’s slap.
Consequently, it seemed that Beryl Gate had also disappeared with Tristan’s seclusion, Reiger had deliberately sought him out several times, but to no avail.
"What is this werewolf up to?"
Vaguely, Reiger had a feeling that this fellow was preparing to stir trouble.
After all, although his current strength might not be much, in terms of brutality, he was still beyond Tristan.
No, rather, compared to Beryl, Tristan is merely a paper tiger.
Reiger, who was well-versed in the original story, knew that Beryl Gate, this man, was far more dangerous than Tristan, Woodworth, and even Morgan.
This was a demon who, if left unchecked, could very likely stab one in the heart from behind.
Given his unique identity, Reiger’s focus on Beryl was to some extent even higher than on powerful elves like Morgan, Lancelot, and Gawain.
The other party probably had realized this, so he cleverly avoided Reiger.
Reiger had tried using magic to find him, but still couldn’t locate him.
"It seems I can only leave it be for now."
Reiger didn’t dwell on it too long, and simply gave up on pursuing Beryl.
After all, his true enemy wasn’t himself, but the "foreigner" soon to arrive in the Fairy Country of Britain.
"Should be arriving soon, right?"
Reiger thought to himself.
During his time in Camelot, and with nothing else to do, Reiger had somehow figured out the current timeline.
It was about a month before the start of the original story.
That is to say, in another month, the original story would begin.
At that time, as mentioned in the prophecies of the Mirror Clan, the foreign magician would come to Britain, and Altoria, the child of prophecy, would meet him and get to know this group of like-minded companions, embarking on the path to overthrow the queen.
In the original story, after leaving Tintagel, it was after meeting the foreign magician that Altoria truly embarked on her pilgrimage journey, gradually ringing each pilgrimage bell, stepping on the path to save Britain, save the Fairy Country, and become the true savior king.
Now, there was only one month left until that time arrived.
Just right after Reiger and Morgan’s wedding.
"Will Altoria encounter those people just like in the original?"
Reiger wasn’t quite sure about this.
Because of his involvement, although Altoria hadn’t decided whether to save Britain or the Fairy Country, she had already rung the first pilgrimage bell and gained a certain degree of power.
If it was the current Altoria, she might not be able to resist the queen’s army, but she should be more than capable of protecting herself from various malicious intents, right?
Whether she would, like in the original, be deemed too weak to be recognized by the elves, unable to even see the pilgrimage bell, leading to her feeling lost and running into the Nameless Forest and meeting those foreigners, was hard to say.
Reiger just hoped that the girl would be clever enough to heed his message, find a place to lie low, and not recklessly come to Camelot.
Given his understanding of Altoria, if she knew that he was in Camelot, she would likely run here and fall into the trap.
If it turned out that way, Reiger would probably give her a few good knocks on the head.
Fortunately, the situation Reiger worried about didn’t happen.
As time went by and the days passed, for a straight month, Reiger encountered no further surprises.
And as time went on, Reiger and Morgan’s wedding finally arrived.
That day, elves from various cities and lands of the Fairy Country of Britain gradually arrived in Camelot and entered the palace.
The palace rang bells that were not often rung, announcing to the people that today was the most celebratory day in the two thousand years since the queen’s ascension.
All the dignified upper-class elves then entered the palace, moving into the Jade Throne Hall.
The wedding between Reiger and Morgan was to be held there directly.
"Ding-dong—Ding-dong—Ding-dong—Ding-dong—"
The pleasant sound of the bell continued to ring, which although not heard throughout the entirety of Britain, resonated throughout all of Camelot.
"Has it started?"
In that moment, whether openly attending the wedding or stealthily present, everyone turned their attention in one direction.
There, in the Jade Throne, Britain’s most important position, two of the most honorable people were about to be joined in matrimony, becoming husband and wife.