Adorned with golden threads, a crimson cloak, a sacred crown of the Holy Kingdom on the head, and a long staff with a red jewel at the end.

It was the Pope.

The Pope, who even the Emperor couldn’t invite, was heading towards the celebrant seat to congratulate the marriage of Count Green.

In this unbelievable scene, everyone forgot even to breathe. The guests thought they were dreaming.

The Pope, with long white beard, walked slowly and stood in front of the celebrant seat, looking around at the guests with compassionate eyes.

“On this day…”

When he said that, Eovet stood up abruptly. Following Eovet, other guests also regained their senses and stood up from their seats.

“Your Holiness!”

“Your Holiness!”

Everyone bowed their heads in reverence.

The Pope smiled awkwardly.

“Today’s protagonist is not me. Please be seated comfortably.”

The Pope’s voice, not particularly loud, reached the ears of those far away.

People looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Many of the guests were seeing the Pope’s face for the first time. Even Eovet, the Crown Prince, was seeing the Pope’s face from such a close distance for the first time.

“Um, um. Please be seated quickly. We can’t proceed with the ceremony like this.”

After the Pope spoke again, people gradually sat down, one by one.

During this time, Brittany remained seated without moving, staring fixedly at the Pope.

‘What is this?’

Unbelievable things were happening.

‘Why is the Pope… Why is the Pope here?’

The Pope, serving as the celebrant.

Without even attending the imperial wedding, he came all the way to Iris’s wedding. Really, this is an unbelievable thing.

Even if Brittany married the Crown Prince and invited all the royal families on the continent, she couldn’t surpass one person—the Pope.

The story of the Pope coming personally to bless Iris’s wedding would quickly spread throughout the entire continent.

And everyone would probably think the same way.

‘Receiving the Pope’s blessing. I should behave humbly in front of Countess Green.’

She hated it.

She detested the thought of Rishi receiving such treatment.

But what could she do at a wedding where the Pope served as the celebrant?

Brittany just sat there, with a bewildered expression, barely managing to breathe.

Regardless of Brittany’s feelings, the wedding proceeded without any issues.

“Today, to all of you who have come to Count and Countess Green’s wedding, may God’s blessings be upon you.”

The Pope even gave his blessings to the wedding guests. The guests were moved, and their minds were in turmoil.

When the Pope nodded to Jamie, Jamie shouted.

“The groom is entering.”

The orchestra played a cheerful tune.

Following the blue wedding road that crossed the middle of the guest seats, K walked briskly and stood in front of the celebrant seat.

But no one saw that sight. They were all too preoccupied with trying to see the Pope’s face, which was difficult to see up close.

It was the same when the bride took her position.
Unlike when the groom entered, different, softer, and more subtle music began. Even though Lishi got off the carriage, no one turned their attention in that direction except for the Green family.

Originally, even if the bride was not very attractive, everyone was supposed to pay attention to her. When the bride walked halfway down the wedding road, everyone was supposed to stand up and applaud, as if moved by her beauty.

Now that everyone’s attention was captivated by the Pope, it seemed like Lishi might not receive applause.

Brittany thought, ‘How disgraceful,’ and tried not to look at Lishi.

She was curious about what dress Lishi was wearing, but she was more determined to make her feel unnoticed by anyone.

So, although Brittany couldn’t see, the happy smile that spread across Lishi’s lips didn’t disappear at all.

After Lishi got off the carriage, she took a deep breath and stood in front of the arch. She stood there for a moment, waiting.

The Pope sent a tender smile towards Lishi. The Pope raised his palm, pointing at Lishi.

“Look. Is she not truly a beautiful bride?”

Upon hearing these words, everyone followed the Pope’s hand to look at Lishi.

“Oh!”

“Wow!”

“Gasp!”

Sighs of admiration flowed from everywhere.

The bride standing under the white arch was so beautiful that it would make one forget about the Pope.

At that moment, a device hidden above the arch burst open with a bang, and light blue and light pink flower petals scattered like snow.

Only then did Lishi begin to walk down the wedding road.

With her chin slightly raised, she walked slowly, expecting the future that would unfold at the end of this wedding road.

When she reached the middle of the wedding road, K, who was standing in front of the celebrant seat, walked briskly towards Lishi and reached out his hand to her.

Lishi overlapped her hand with K’s. After K lightly kissed the back of Lishi’s hand, he turned towards the celebrant seat.