The man who took the goddess in another world is strong

Chapter 177 The "Bride" Without a Wedding Dress

The venue of the wedding ceremony, the Cathedral of the Sanctuary, the Central Auditorium

As the guests who came to attend the highest-level wedding ceremony in the Yangliang Empire entered the scene in an endless stream, the solemn and solemn auditorium in the past could no longer find any traces, and it seemed to be a crowded and bustling venue for celebrity evening parties. .

In the guest room of the auditorium, after coming out of the bathroom, Poot stood in front of a mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and shook his flowing blue mid-length curly hair with satisfaction. Then, a light smile appeared on his face. Shallow evil smile...

"Change."

"Yes, Master."

After speaking, several waitresses who had been waiting at the side didn't shy away from it at all, they stepped forward and began to undress Poot in an orderly manner and put on the groom's dress that had been prepared in advance.

I do not know how long it has been...

"How?" Poot spread his hands, facing the maids standing respectfully in a row

"Perfect..."

"Handsome..."

"Princess's perfect match..."

The three maids smiled forcefully, but they couldn't see any look in their eyes. They seemed to have no soul, only a puppet-like body remained.

"Yes, I am very satisfied with your answers, and you will be rewarded later."

Poot didn't care in the slightest whether the maids' answers were sincere, anyway, he was used to them, and they were his favorite masterpieces, so how could he be dissatisfied.

"Thank you master..."

...

The next moment, Poot, who was wearing the groom's gown, walked in front, and behind him, two fully armed knights helped King Williams, who was depressed, and followed him slowly into the wedding scene.

I saw that as soon as Poot and the others appeared, the nobles who had been guarding the entrance in the morning immediately swarmed up, scrambling to congratulate Poot first. As for King Williams who was following behind, they didn't even bother to look at it, and directly took the empire The king treats it like air.

As the elders of the man, the Duke of Baligon and his ally, the Duke of Rondosi, did not step forward to say anything, but just stood aside and watched with a smile, and from time to time they would deal with the nobles who took the opportunity to come forward to show their affection to them. In addition, the two of them, as the two most powerful first-class dukes in the Yangliang Empire, very wisely left the position of the protagonist to Poot, and always kept a distance from Poot, and made An important supporting role that underlines the main character.

After a while, after politely replying a few words to the nobles who came to congratulate him, Poot directly turned and walked towards the stage. In an instant, the surrounding nobles scattered back knowingly, and then looked for them according to their status. Find the corresponding position, and stand respectfully facing the main stage and wait.

After Poot stood up on the dais, the dejected King Willis was hijacked to a very inconspicuous place on the far right side under the dais.

thump~

When the bell rang, the auspicious time had come.

However, the door of the central auditorium was slowly pushed inward, and then, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the princess "bride" dressed in ordinary noble daughter's clothes and two palace maids walked slowly from the door. walked in slowly.

Although the beauty of the bride can be described as peerless beauty, she was wearing plain clothes, and the royal wedding dress that was not put on was actually held in the hands of a maidservant and brought to the wedding scene. The aristocrats around who were full of anticipation were at a loss, and a group of people were like monk Zhang Er, confused.

However, due to the intimidation of the powerful bridegroom on the dais, the nobles below dared not speak out at will, let alone discuss in whispers, no matter how much puzzled and curious they were in their hearts.

The noble who chose to be the melon-eating crowd quietly watched Luana step by step towards the main stage, as if everyone knew that a good show would happen next, his face was full of anticipation and excitement.

"Lu...Luana..."

Just as Luana raised her right foot slightly and was about to step onto the first step, King Willis' weak shout came from the corner on the right side of the stage.

In an instant, Luana, who was originally numb, changed her face slightly, and her right foot fell again. Then, she turned her gaze and saw her father being held by two armored knights, "Father!"

Saying that, Luana turned around and was about to walk forward, but before she took two steps, she was stopped by the guards rushing forward.

The next moment, Luana, who was unable to move forward, watched helplessly as her father was carried up to the dais by two knights and brought him not far behind Poot before stopping.

Looking at Poot standing on the podium, Luana asked coldly, "Poot, what did you do to my father!"

However, Poot directly ignored Luana's question, and asked in a sharp and aggressive tone, "His Royal Highness, why don't you wear the wedding dress I prepared for you?"

Faced with Poot's ignorance, Luana chose to remain silent in protest.

"Why King Williams did this, you should be very clear."

"If it wasn't for Her Royal Highness Luanna's slow refusal to be obedient, how could I express my inner dissatisfaction to my fiancée by torturing my future father-in-law?"

"But don't worry too much. I have shown mercy to King Williams. As long as he receives proper treatment afterwards, he will be able to recover seven to eighty-eight in ten and a half months."

"Okay, now let's talk, why don't you come here in a wedding dress?"

Luana clenched her teeth and said fiercely, "I don't want to wear it."

As soon as the words fell, Poot's face turned ashen, and his expression turned ferocious. Then he said in a cold tone: "I don't want to wear it? The bride doesn't want to wear a wedding dress on her wedding day. Do you look down on me, or do you want to humiliate me in front of the nobles of the whole empire?" I?"

"Why don't you talk again? Do you know that I'm very angry now, and you've used up all my patience!"

Luana, who was standing in front of the steps of the officiant stage, neither stepped forward to step up the steps, nor did she intend to back off, she just looked away without saying a word, and did not give any explanation.

Although she appeared stubborn and unwilling to give in on the surface, Luanna was panicked in her heart.

If Poot threatened her with his father's life, would she really want to wear the wedding dress that she would rather die than wear?

If things get to that point, is there really no other option but to give in?

Luana didn't want anything to happen to her father, and she could even exchange her life for her father's safety without hesitation.

However, for the choice of wearing a wedding dress, she had an unprecedented rejection and disgust deep in her heart.

The extreme rejection and disgust come from a strong premonition that once she puts on the wedding dress prepared by Poort, she will completely lose herself and become a puppet without self-awareness. The body is nothing more than the body, and even the soul can become someone else's property.

On the main stage, Poot gave a cold evil smile, and then waved to the attendants beside him. Then, he looked down at Luanna below the stage slightly. In his eyes, he seemed to have seen Luanna's presence The appearance of struggling in pain in a dilemma, this kind of picture made him a little excited and excited beyond restraint.

"His Royal Highness Luanna, what I like the most is to treat a tooth with a tooth, and treat another person in the same way."

"Since you want to humiliate me in public, then I'll show you something too,"

As he spoke, Poot directly took the box handed over by the attendant with one hand. At the same time, two tall and burly guards slowly walked up to the main hall carrying a "mirror" three meters high and two meters wide. The podium, then vertically about an arm's length to the left of Poot...

(End of this chapter)