I had a feeling like that.
I received a direct appeal from the mole beastmen (Haku's tribe) for an invitation early this morning. No, it's not like I forgot…
After that, I went to school, made major revisions to the list, and then during lunch, we discussed the wedding plans again.
"Rosarin."
"Yes?"
"The guests won't fit in the venue."
"………"
"What is that face? It's like… something’s in your mouth…"
It was the face of realizing just that. Right? Way too many guests, right?
"I had a feeling that might be the case."
"……… Yeah."
“"…………”"
Seriously, what should we do?
"Should we borrow the castle?"
My brother unexpectedly suggested renting Christia Castle. No, that’s not something you just rent, right? Since, you know, it’s a castle.
"Eehhhh…"
"We don’t mind."
"Yeah, it’s the wedding of the princess who saved the world, so it’s fine."
The two princes gave permission without a second thought. Aldin-sama, your place… well, it is a castle, isn’t it?
"Wait! Don’t just agree so easily!"
"But just how many people are you planning to invite if even the cathedral can't accommodate them?"
Silently, my brother handed the list to Alphage-sama, who confirmed it without a word. His face gradually grew strained.
"Are you serious? Are all these people actually coming? This could practically be a world summit. Or rather, should we make it one?"
I handed him a letter in silence. Alphage-sama read it silently, then held his head in his hands.
"The guests are even more prestigious than the royalty… and we even received requests from heads of distant countries we don’t have diplomatic relations with. Rosarin, what’s going on?"
"I don’t know! It’s not my fault!… Probably."
I’m on the verge of tears. Most of them are people I’ve never even met!
"But it means a lot of people want to celebrate Rosarin. That’s just like Rosarin."
Milfi smiled softly. Such a gentle aura!
"Milfi, I love you!"
"Kyaa!"
For now, I showered Milfi with affection for her soothing presence. Ahh, so healing…
"Rosarin, stop avoiding reality and come back. For now, we’re discussing the venue at home today."
"Okay…"
So, after class, I went home.
"… Build one?"
What are you saying so seriously, Otousama? If there’s not enough space, just build a new one? Are you trying to be Marie Antoinette? This isn’t as simple as just eating cake!
"Please don’t!"
I won’t allow such a waste of money! Don’t… don’t pout at me like that!
"Ah… how about Yggdrasil?"
"Niisama, don’t make that ‘this is the answer’ face! We’d have land issues!"
"I thought it was a good idea…"
He was probably planning to try something else while he was at it… well, he’s my brother, so I’ll let it go.
"Then, how about Saintya? The Saintya Cathedral attracts believers from all over the world, and it’s much bigger than the cathedral in Christia. I’m sorry for eavesdropping, but you seemed troubled."
The Pope of Wisdom spoke gently. Huh? Why are you here?
"Uh… what’s your purpose for today?"
"Well, I came to personally negotiate if I could be entrusted with the role of priest."
"I refuse. It could lead to religious conflicts—or worse, a clash of gods—so… if you do it, everyone does!"
"As you wish. I’ve already prepared a script!"
"You're well-prepared!... No way, all four Popes officiating? I’ve already asked the local priest, so we’re covered!"
The Pope of Wisdom smiled pleasantly. Oh, his eyes aren’t smiling.
"May I know the name of that priest?"
"M-maybe I should ask the Pope after all?"
Why does it feel like the priest is in danger?
"I see, that saves me the trouble of persuasion."
He sure has a devious personality. I felt a bit annoyed.
"But four people is too many, so please choose one representative."
"I don’t mind, but it will incite a fierce struggle."
"What?"
"First, the Pope of War will suggest a tournament to choose a representative."
"……… What?"
"Then the other three—Wisdom, Skill, and Magic—will team up to eliminate War, but..."
"Hey."
"The three will then employ wisdom, magic, and technology, causing Saintya great damage."
"What the heck is that!? Just talk it out!"
"With the Pope of War, that's impossible."
"Why are they so bloodthirsty!? Aren’t they religious leaders? Resolve things peacefully!"
"A certain amount of sacrifice is inevitable to uphold our beliefs."
"Don’t fight over the role of officiating priest for a wedding!"
"Honestly, when we work seriously every day, we sometimes want to let loose."
"Do it in a healthy way! You’re making the gods cry!"
"Actually, the gods are encouraging the competition for the priest role."
"I’ll give them a stern lecture later!"
"I humbly ask that you do."
I couldn’t help but think the Pope of Wisdom came mainly for that reason. He had a very content smile.
"You truly are a generous person."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, nothing."
I wasn’t sure, but the Pope of Wisdom gazed at me kindly.
In the end, we settled on Saintya Cathedral for the venue, with all four Popes officiating. The Pope of Wisdom left the script behind, with the priest’s lines divided among them.
"The guests, the venue, and the officiants… everything is unnecessarily extravagant."
"… Yes, indeed."
At this point, the wedding is already filled with uncertainties, but the preparations continue.
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