Chapter 468 Wedding (4400 Plus)

half year later.

Pulmouth.

Near Remington's house.

Aaron turned into 'Palla' again, passing the Remingtons' lawn.

It can be seen that the lawn has not been carefully cared for, and there are some traces of wanton growth of weeds.

"Mrs. Remington!"

Aaron saw a woman walking out of the house and couldn't help but smile and say hello.

"Are you... Mr. Tommen?"

Mrs. Remington subconsciously wanted to make a hand gesture to praise the sun, but she raised it halfway and put it down again.

In the past six months, the Empire has liquidated and confiscated the assets of the Church of the Sun, and the Church of the Sun has been hit hard. If there are too many people who don't believe in it, it will be classified as a cult.

At the same time, the rest of the Orthodox Church, especially the 'Secret Keeper' Church, also entered the empire strongly, competing for faith with the retreating Sun Church.

For ordinary people with weak beliefs, it is inevitable to keep a distance from the Church of the Sun under the almost explicit hint of the empire.

"It was great meeting you."

Mrs. Remington was very emotional: "My husband and I thought you died in that terrible meteor shower..."

"Actually, I got a little bit of an injury and then it took a while to heal."

Aaron told a little lie.

As for the issue of temporary residence permit?

A man of power who has entered high society does not trouble himself at all with such questions.

"It's lucky to be alive, and many of my friends have passed away." Mrs. Remington pulled out her handkerchief, her eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"This time I'm in Pulmouth, I'm planning to attend two weddings." Aaron explained with a smile, "Why didn't I see Mr. Remington?"

"He doesn't really want to come out," said Mrs. Remington with a sigh. "He's getting worse."

"That's a pity... Ma'am, I have something to do with the military, your son?" Aaron asked tentatively.

But before Mrs. Remington could answer, his spiritual intuition told him the answer.

He saw a battlefield filled with gunpowder and smoke, with many natives, muskets and shells roaring...

A young man in a tattered military uniform was hit by a bullet and fell down in astonishment...

"Don't bother, we've got his death notice... oh, my poor little Remington... and the damned natives, my husband has always been guilty of that and thought he should have been advised to go to the local garrison regiment , even if there are not many prospects for promotion, it is still safer than the Colonial Legion..."

Mrs. Remington sobbed.

"Feel sorry……"

Aaron took off his hat with a slightly sad expression.

The more the original essence is opened, the easier it is to lose humanity, and he has gradually understood this point.

Even though there is a "spirit of falsehood" guarding rationality, but his own emotional indifference is not pollution from the outside world, so there is nothing he can do.

This made Aaron consciously adjust his psychology and become more and more like a mortal.

He also tends to occasionally collect the emotions of ordinary people to neutralize the indifference in his heart.

...

church.

Holding a bouquet of blessings in his hand, Aaron walked into the church, sat down on the bench at the back, and looked at the couple who were being married by the priest.

"Tracey, you are willing to marry Mr. Hamilton, poor or rich, sick or healthy..."

A priest in a white robe is asking solemnly.

Trish, in her formal wedding dress, answered loudly and firmly, "I do!"

Well, this Ms. Trish is the previous Miss Tris.

Thanks to the promulgation of the imperial social welfare security system, these low-income or no-income earners received government relief.

In addition, her mother recovered from her illness and found a job again, so Triss made up her mind to say goodbye to the past.

Not only did she change her name to 'Tracey', but she also took a rescue training class and found a decent job.

After half a year, she found another man who didn't mind her past, and the two decided to start a family.

Aaron looked at this scene, with a slight smile on his mouth: "It seems that Arthur IX has done a good job... But he has already promised me, with the "law of accident" notarization, um, I hope he will not make mistakes in the future... '

"Mr. Hamilton..."

During the priest's questioning, Tracy saw a tall and familiar figure who couldn't remember standing up, smiled at her, and walked out of the church.

...

Today seems to be a good day, a lot of newly married couples.

Not long after, Aaron came to another ceremony site.

However, compared to Miss Tracy's wedding, there were very few guests here, even very few.

In other words, there were only three apprentices including Lamor and some sporadic strangers.

This may have something to do with the protagonist of the wedding.

The husband turned out to be a South Indonesian with brown skin!

Due to the independence of South Indonesia, today's empire is generally more dissatisfied with the southern natives.

Originally, they discriminated against native slaves, and they absolutely did not want to see a slave marry the slave owner's daughter.

Although... this bride is only 1.5 meters tall...

"You are?"

Lamor looked at Aaron who walked in, with a suspicious expression on his face.

She had no memory of having invited such a guest as Pala.

The opponent's huge size is almost comparable to the superposition of several Konis.

"it's me!"

Aaron made his own voice.

"It's you?" Lamor covered his mouth and ran back quickly.

Not long after, Sha Rukh and Koni came to Aaron together.

"congratulations……"

Aaron said a word of blessing casually, then looked at Sha Rukh: "So...you have decided to stay in this history?"

Sha Rukh glanced at Koni again: "Yes, I decided to stay here. Sir...are you going to leave?"

"Although I really want to stay for a longer period of time...but my body has become more and more 'big'...plus staying for too long, I am a little worried that I will not be able to pass through the 'multiple historical doors' in the future!"

Aaron replied with a smile, seeing Connie's relieved expression.

"Well... now the policy of the empire has become much more relaxed... as long as the two of you keep a low profile, you should be able to live a happy life."

He put down the bouquet and left the ceremony while the couple bowed deeply.

...

same day.

The Empire's Bureau of Repression has monitored fluctuations belonging to a large historical secret.

But after divination, after paying a heavy price and only getting the information [related to the Feathered Serpent], everything was suppressed, as if it had never happened.

Even Arthur IX was quite happy about this.

After all, through the 'Keeper of Secrets', he knew something. After the 'Feathered Serpent' left, there was no one in the entire empire who could suppress him.

Poor King Arthur IX didn't know that he still had a contract notarized by the "Law of Accidents"...

As for the palace archives, the theft of a certain document signed by King Arthur IX and that has been implemented in the empire for half a year is even more trivial...