I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Two minutes ago.

Huaze Tuo had finished worshipping the gods between the wedding veils on the other side and then approached the Charming Spirit Queen to kowtow.

Irena was still sitting on the railing, her black silk little leather shoes gently swaying in the air, tossing a translucent glass bead up and down in her hand.

Inside the glass bead, a small peach blossom quietly floated, surrounded by mysterious golden threads.

Her delicate little face showed no expression, exuding a cold apathy, but now her eyes were quite interested in observing the gothic tower across from her.

Between the wedding veils on the seventh floor, covered in sacred white gauze,

her sister, dressed in an elegant and pure wedding gown, was reclining in a man's arms, her face flushed pink, her heart-shaped pupils rolled upwards, her tongue lolling out, completely devoid of her usual arrogant demeanor.

Irena's beautiful eyes slightly curved, her voice faint, "This is getting interesting."

The wedding veils indeed isolated all movements from inside and out, but if she wanted to see inside, she still had a way.

She had been bored just now and glanced at the wedding veils casually, not expecting to see this intriguing scene.

The human whose head was chopped off by Huaze Tuo hadn't died, but instead appeared in the wedding veils, extending his vile claws toward Huaze Tuo's fiancée, my arrogant and foolish sister! Ah, what an unexpected turn of events.

Irena quietly watched the scene inside the wedding veils, her sister gradually losing control under the vile human's claws, while cursing Huaze Tuo as useless and shamelessly pleading in the man's ear.

"Peach Blossom, so this is your trial." Irena was dressed in a black and purple Lolita outfit, her legs crossed beneath her skirt, deep in thought.

Huaze Tuo knelt down below the stairs, bowed three times to Irena above, and looked up in confusion, "My Queen, what did you say?"

"Nothing." Irena glanced at Huaze Tuo, her face indifferent with world-weariness, "Rise, Huaze Tuo, go greet your bride."

Without further thought, Huaze Tuo stood up, placed his right hand on his chest and his left hand behind his back, and elegantly bowed before turning back to the golden stairs leading to the wedding veils.

Despite the Royal City's architecture being dark, the wedding site was still brightly lit, well illuminated.

At this moment, the entire population of the Royal City held their breath, watching his every move.

Under the gaze of the multitude, his shiny white dress shoes stepped onto the golden stairs one at a time, Huaze Tuo walked directly up to the wedding veils.

His lips curved into a charming smile, his Phoenix Eyes lovingly fixating on the snowy white curtains, as if his gaze could penetrate them, seeing the beautifully dressed Yi Nanxi inside, equally smiling back at him lovingly.

"Hurry~ hurry, that useless man seems to be coming!" The pupils twinkling with enchanting hearts looked at the vague black silhouette outside the curtain, Yi Nanxi clung to Xia Feng like an octopus.

Her silver-white cascading wedding gown with lace trail dragged across the floor.

The damp floor seemed reflective, mirroring Yi Nanxi's interlocked long legs, the crystal high heels hanging on her toes swinging unsteadily, seemingly about to fall at any moment.

"Even though Huaze Tuo can't hear or see, can you keep your voice down?"

As the low command from the man sounded in her ears, Yi Nanxi involuntarily held the man's neck tighter, her beautiful Phoenix Eyes fixedly staring at the human silhouette near the wedding curtain, her collapsing consciousness somewhat clearing up at this moment.

Yet her delighted heart felt oddly bitter.

This useless man! Huaze Tuo! You truly are useless! I'm flaunting myself in the arms of this disgusting human, and you know nothing!

With a confident smile on his lips, Huaze Tuo stood poised outside the wedding veils.

He had to admit, he had been waiting for this day for a long time, and it had been painstaking.

Although there had been a small mishap just now, the reckless little mouse not only sought death but also left no loot upon dying, proving to be nothing but trash and a pauper. The Evil Heart Demon Blood he so craved hadn't shown even a trace...

All his efforts were wasted.

But none of it mattered anymore.

For now, marrying the Charming Spirit Princess and completing the Second Stage of Evil Relief was what took precedence.

As for the Evil Heart Demon Blood, he would search thoroughly after the wedding. If that little mouse had indeed feigned death through some special means, he would just kill him again.

If he had managed to kill the fool once, he could surely do it again.

"Hm? What—what are you trying to do again!" Yi Nanxi, still dazed, was pushed and pulled down by Xia Feng.

Yi Nanxi's long trembling legs, sheathed in crystal high heels, found footing back on the ground as the man spun her around and pushed her close to the marriage curtain, the silhouette of it just an inch away.

Her heart leapt to her throat, her legs weakening almost to the point of collapse, but luckily the man behind her held her, one arm around her waist and the other pinning her delicate jaw, a cold, sinister whisper in her ear: "Your Highness, the second step of the Eye of Mistakes' ritual only requires breaking it open, so can my hand do the job?"

The Eye of Mistakes' ritual had only two steps—marriage, followed by breaking the curse, which would complete the Second Stage of Evil Relief.

And this Second Stage, although a somewhat neutered version of Holy Release, had quite the beneficial optimization effect, so it couldn't be wasted.

"!!!"

What, what is this guy doing—Yi Nanxi's heart raced.

With her back arching against the man behind her, she turned her flushed face away from the figure in the shadows, all while unconsciously seductively twisting her uncomfortable hips, turning back to hiss fiercely, "When Huaze Tuo finds out, he will surely kill you, you despicable human!"

"Find out? Your Highness, are you sure you want Huaze Tuo to see you in such a sorry state?"

The lace on the left shoulder of her magnificent wedding gown had already been torn down to her forearm.

Yi Nanxi glanced at the man's sweaty large hand, noticing it let go of her and reached toward the curtain, preparing to pull it open.

"!!!" Yi Nanxi's scalp tingled, and she hurriedly grabbed the man's large hand and pulled it back onto her, her ears burning red. She gritted her teeth in the darkness, leaning her head close to Xia Feng's ear and whispered seductively, "Don't, don't mess around~ I'll let you play with me, just don't let that trash know."

"With this union forged, as husband and wife defined, the red thread already tied, may you walk together forever, through storm and rain..."

Outside the marriage curtain, the officiant recited the obscure and ancient binding words, his voice solemn and deep at the end: "Both parties, exchange the wedding rings."

As the officiant chanted, the holy curtain shimmered like a stone cast into water, faint ripples spreading.

Huaze Tuo suppressed his excitement and anticipation, raising his arm to reach into the curtain. As layers rippled like water, his hand fully entered, coming close to where Yi Nanxi and Xia Feng were.

Xia Feng glanced at the wedding ring hanging below Yi Nanxi's snowy neck. He took it off, his voice low in her ear, "Put it on him."

".....!" Yi Nanxi's face flushed, she took the wedding ring and looked towards the large hand extending from the curtain, stopping right in front of her heart.

The large hand seemed slightly puzzled, moving forward a bit higher. Its fingertips brushed against Xia Feng's hand, startling Xia Feng who then hurriedly pulled Yi Nanxi back a half-step.

Yi Nanxi's beautiful eyes widened, her legs under the wedding gown pressing tightly together, her heart once again leapt to her throat.

This foolish human, can't he be more careful! Always inching so close!