Traveling through the second dimension, the joy system encourages me to laugh heartily!

He was extra careful because he was worried about breaking the door.

"……???"

His bizarre and comical entrance left everyone speechless.

"Badigandi, you're late."

The one making the complaints is Silver Moon.

Badigandi finally managed to squeeze into the living room, casually swinging his arms as if he had just passed through an ordinary curtain.

"Yes. I was indeed late." He surveyed the room, six arms on his hips, his tone matter-of-fact. "However, according to the rules of our race, royalty must make a surprise entrance at the perfect moment to throw the entire room into chaos!"

Chen Ming chimed in with a skeptical comment: "Is this a lie?"

"I'm not lying to you! This was a decision made on a whim by the Demon Emperor, Chihirika!"

Badigandi tapped his imposing head forcefully, then spread his hands in a deflated manner, "Although I also think this rule is really stupid!"

"You clearly think it's stupid, but you still do it. Your Demon King and Demon Emperor are too casual." Chen Ming sighed, speechless. "No wonder they've been defeated by the human race so many times..."

"I went to great lengths to sneak around to the back door for your wedding, and carefully chose this moment to make my grand entrance! You should thank me! Hahahaha!"

Badigandi's hearty laughter once again made the crystal chandelier tremble slightly.

Chen Ming knew that Badigandi was just that kind of straightforward person, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, thank you for the surprise you prepared."

"No need for such formalities!"

With a wave of his hand, Badigandi walked straight to the most conspicuous spot in the center of the hall, and with a thud, sat cross-legged on the floor.

He patted the ground heartily: "Come on, get married right in front of me! Holding a wedding in front of the Demon King is quite rare, you know. Because I'm not going to do that kind of service!"

There's actually a sofa you can sit on...

But since demons often sit on the ground, it should be fine, right?

Thinking this, Chen Ming turned back to the guests, cleared his throat, and continued his speech, which had been interrupted earlier:

"So, let us continue... Today, I, Chen Ming, solemnly declare that I will marry Jin Bisha and Luo Qixi. Since the three of us are still young, there will inevitably be shortcomings, but we will help each other to walk together smoothly, to see mountains and seas, to listen to the wind and chase the moon, to share the darkness, the cold waves, the wind and snow, and to share the sunshine, the sweet rain, and the rainbows. Year after year, we will never be separated... The twelve people here are our relatives and friends, and also the witnesses to our sacred vows..."

Chapter 212: Farewell

Chen Ming's declaration was naturally a prepared draft, referencing those classic oaths that were widely circulated in the main world.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was somewhat heavy, and the guests all showed subtle expressions.

As expected... it's still too template-based?

Do those phrases that are considered classics in the main world seem out of place, or even pretentious, in this other world where swords and magic intertwine and simplicity and strength are valued more?

If I had known this would happen, I should have used the most straightforward and plain language... Perhaps that would have shown more sincerity?

Just as Chen Ming was lost in self-doubt, a loud, thunderous voice suddenly rang out, instantly shattering the tense atmosphere!

"Good! Well said!"

Suddenly, the Undying Demon King Badigandi stood up. His tall, multi-armed body was extremely imposing. He was clapping his four hands vigorously, making loud applause, while his other two hands had somehow steadily held up glasses filled with amber liquid—this convenient multi-handed ability was particularly useful at this moment.

"I have lived for a long time and witnessed countless promises and oaths, but this is the first time I have heard such a pure and beautiful vow! The bond between the three of you is so deep that it transcends the limitations of time! Such sincere feelings, let us toast to the bright and beautiful future of these three young people!"

Upon hearing this, the guests snapped out of their shock and began to applaud.

"This is so touching... This vow really strikes a chord! Cheers!"

"Lord Badigandi is right... Cheers!"

"It is my greatest honor to witness such pure and profound love... Cheers!"

"..."

A chorus of agreement and the crisp clinking of glasses instantly filled the living room, dispelling the previous solemnity and leaving only enthusiastic blessings and merriment.

As Chen Ming witnessed this dramatic reversal, a sudden realization dawned on him, and he finally understood.

So that's how it is! Those vows that might be ridiculed as "corny pickup lines" in the main world actually possess an unexpected and heart-touching power in this other world where the customs are more simple and the expression of emotions is relatively direct!

The people here seem to have no resistance to such vows that are full of intense emotion, even slightly "nauseating," and instead regard them as the highest expression of sincere feelings.

The sense of dissonance arising from the cultural differences between the two worlds is vividly displayed at this moment.

As the wine in the glass was drunk in one gulp, the relaxed and joyful atmosphere of the wedding banquet officially began.

The dog-eared girl, Prusena, could no longer contain herself and pounced on the sizzling, fragrant roasted wild boar in the center of the long table. She reached out her little hand, grabbed a large piece without hesitation, and began to gnaw on it with satisfaction, not caring at all about the grease sticking to the corners of her mouth.

Watching her actions, a trace of curiosity flashed through Chen Ming's mind: Is it some kind of marriage custom of the beast race that they have to eat the prey they have caught from the very beginning?

However, when his gaze fell upon another cat-eared girl, Linia, this idea was immediately overturned—Linia was lazily perched by the warm fireplace, sipping delicate desserts on the table with an elegant and contented demeanor.

It seems that this is just Prusena's personal hobby.

The wedding banquet for Chen Ming and his two wives was relaxed and casual, without the vow kiss or ring exchange ceremony commonly seen in weddings in the main world.

Here, the heart of the wedding seems to be the joyous gathering of relatives and close friends: everyone enjoys a sumptuous feast, drinks fine wine, talks and laughs loudly, and shares their joy. The noise and excitement themselves are the best blessings and witnesses.

After the commotion subsided, the guests began to say goodbye and leave in twos and threes.

Chen Ming quite liked this unpretentious and natural approach—it wasn't rigid, and that feeling was indeed quite nice.

The first to leave were Kim Lani, Kim Mark, and Kim O'Connor.

Their homes are scattered and far apart, so they need to set off early in the day to get home before dark.

The three of them walked up to Chen Ming together, their faces beaming with genuine smiles:

"Then, Wuxian, I wish you three eternal happiness and bliss!"

Kim Lani offered her blessings on behalf of everyone.

"Yes, you two have finally achieved your goal, that's great!" Kim Mark nodded vigorously.

"After a two-and-a-half-year courtship, we've finally come to a happy ending!" Jin Aokang exclaimed.

After saying their goodbyes, they quickly disappeared into the fine snow falling outside the door and began their journey home.

Next to take their leave were Roltz and Maya.

They approached Chen Ming respectfully, and Roltz bowed slightly, saying, "My Lord, it's about time we left."

Chen Ming smiled and replied, "Oh, I see. Thank you for your blessings!"

Maya added from the side, her tone tinged with helplessness and entrustment: "That child, Hilfiet... seems to have gotten carried away with playing. I'll have to trouble you to take care of her again."

They had intended to bring Hilfiet along, but seeing that she was having a great time playing with Silvermoon, they decided to let her stay.

Chen Ming waved his hand gently: "It's no trouble. With Yin Yue around, she'll take good care of Hilfiet."

Upon hearing this, Roltz and Maya nodded in relief and turned to walk towards the mansion next door.

Next to leave was Badi Gandhi, who had enjoyed a hearty drinking session.

To satisfy this immortal demon king who loves to drink, Chen Ming made ample preparations, materializing a large number of top-quality wines from the main world beforehand, with a wide variety and a quantity of over a hundred bottles.

However, due to the lavish drinking style of the Badicandi, these fine wines were consumed like water during the banquet.

Just as Chen Ming was about to materialize it further, Badigangdi patted his belly contentedly, laughed heartily, and stood up:

"Hahaha! That was great! The wine here is novel and strong; I've had a wonderful time today! It's getting late, I should head back." His deep-set eyes seemed to hold a mischievous smile as he looked at Chen Ming. "Chen Ming, you've married two wives at once... I'd like to offer a friendly reminder: you'd better take good care of yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming couldn't help but laugh and replied frankly, "Of course, and I also wish His Majesty the Demon King good health."

Upon hearing this, Badigandi's laughter grew even louder and more deafening: "Hahahaha! My body is neither sick nor afraid of pain! I'm off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal demon king, reeking of alcohol and laughing heartily, strode into the snowstorm, leaving behind a powerful silhouette.

With Badigandi's departure, the noisy mansion suddenly became much quieter. The flames in the fireplace still flickered, their warm light illuminating the now much emptier hall, the air still carrying the aroma of food, the richness of wine, and the lingering warmth of blessings.

Silvermoon, Lynya, Prusena, and Sylphiet didn't need to leave; they were either curled up by the fireplace or playing in a corner.

This also means that this unique otherworldly wedding banquet has finally come to an end.

Just then, Luo Yin and Luo Jiali walked up to Chen Ming and Luo Qixi to say goodbye.

Instead of returning to the mansion next door that Chen Ming had prepared for them, they planned to go directly back to the Migrud village on the Demon Continent.

This decision had been clearly communicated to them a week earlier when they arrived in the magical city of Sharia.

Although over the past few days, Loki had tried to persuade them to settle in the magical city of Sharia—a place abundant with resources and all kinds of delicacies; a comfortable and safe living environment far superior to the remote villages of the Magic Continent—she sincerely hoped that her parents could stay in a more prosperous and convenient place to enjoy their lives.

But Loin and Lokari ultimately decided to return to their hometown.

There are two reasons:

Firstly, although they are over ninety years old, in the Migrud tribe, where life expectancy is two hundred years, this is merely the prime of life. They are vigorous and healthy, far from the age where they need to rely on their children for support. Accepting their daughters' and sons-in-law's carefully arranged accommodations and living comfortably in the neighboring house may be pleasant, but it would cause them to lose the sense of pride that a member of the tribe in their prime should have—the pride of self-reliance.

"We can still serve our community, and we don't want to become people who need to be taken care of so early."

These are Loin's original words.

Secondly, there are deeper cultural belonging and psychological needs.

Just like when Loki couldn't stand the isolated life in the Migrud village and chose to run away from home!

They also couldn't adapt to their isolated life in Sharia.

Loin and Logarie, who have been accustomed to communicating through speech since birth, cannot find a group in Sharia with whom they can communicate through speech, and language cannot accurately convey the subtle and complex emotional ripples in their hearts.

The prosperity and hustle and bustle of Sharia were not a paradise for them, but rather an invisible cage.

Over time, being in a noisy environment where no one can truly "understand" them, that profound sense of loneliness, like a slow poison, will silently erode their mental health and bring unpredictable consequences.

This hidden worry is far more important to them than the quality of their material conditions.

Therefore, returning to their homeland, which, though quiet to the point of being eerie, allowed them to breathe freely and communicate freely with their fellow people, became their resolute choice.

As for how to get back, they would naturally rely on Chen Ming's teleportation ability—with Loin and Luo Jiali's strength, they simply couldn't traverse the perilous Central Continent, the Milis Continent, and the Demon Continent, as well as the ocean separating them.

Besides Chen Ming, Luo Qixi also participated in the send-off ceremony.

As the teleportation was activated, the power of space silently gathered and twisted, and in the next moment, the four figures disappeared without a trace from the warm and bright Chariah mansion.

Luo Qixi returned to her hometown after more than ten years.

A village of the Migrud people.

The village seemed to have been forgotten by time; the houses were almost identical to how she remembered them when she left, and even the villagers she knew were almost the same people.

Although the number of residents seemed to be a bit more than I remembered, the quiet, somewhat eerie atmosphere remained unchanged—there were no roosters crowing or dogs barking like in a typical village, no friendly chatter or laughter between neighbors, only the whistling of the wind through the cracks in the door.

This silence did not seem eerie to her when she was young.

However, after experiencing the hustle and bustle of the outside world, returning to this familiar place makes the stillness seem particularly strange.

Because she knew that beneath this apparent tranquility, countless "messages" were being rapidly transmitted among the villagers, weaving an invisible web of emotions and information.

Once they noticed Loki, they could only stare at her intently.

Loki knew that the villagers were using a special ability of the Migrud tribe, namely telepathy, to speak to her.

However, Loki couldn't understand it. She could hear a faint, static-like sound, but that was about it.

Unable to respond to their comments.

Staying here will only increase my heartache and reaffirm that I am a worthless Migrud.

In the place where she was born and raised, she was always an outsider!

This realization brought a heavy sense of alienation and a hidden pain.

Luo Qixi quickly lowered her eyes, no longer looking at the silent stares. She reached out and gently but firmly tugged at Chen Ming's sleeve beside her, her voice low and clear, with a hint of barely perceptible urgency:

"Ming, let's go home."

Loin seemed somewhat surprised and gently reminded her, "Are you leaving so soon? You've finally come back..."

"Yes." Luo Qixi's answer was brief and affirmative, without looking up.

“At least,” Loin suggested, his face showing fatherly concern, “should you say goodbye to your childhood friends in the village before you leave?”

Luo Qixi shook her head expressionlessly, as if trying to shake off the invisible pressure and disappointment. She raised her head, looked at Chen Ming, her gaze softening and becoming firm again, and said softly, "No need, Father. I have Ming by my side. I can come back anytime I want. Really... there's no rush."

"When will you be back next time?"

Luo Qixi looked up and met her father's worried gaze, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.