Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

Vol 10. Chapter 8: Wedding Rings

The wedding officially began. All the lights inside were extinguished. After a brief wait, the cathedral doors slowly opened.

A beam of light poured inside, drawing every guest’s attention.

The breathtaking golden-haired bride lifted her skirt with one hand and held Isha’s arm with the other, stepping forward along the red carpet toward the altar to the sound of warm, soaring music.

At the other end stood Constantine in formal attire.

After the bridesmaid escorted the bride inside, Constantine and the best man, Kaiser, also stepped onto the carpet and approached.

The cathedral doors slowly closed, and two beams of light shone separately upon Constantine and Orion. Faint dust drifted around them like gently dancing spirits.

Under everyone’s gaze, the two walked slowly toward each other.

When they reached the center of the carpet, Isha gently released Orion’s hand and extended her hand toward Kaiser beside Constantine.

In classical etiquette, when a lady offers her hand first, it means the gentleman may take it and escort her away. This had been arranged beforehand during rehearsal.

So Kaiser was not startled by Miss Isha’s initiative. He politely took her hand, helped lift the hem of her dress, and the two walked down from the carpet together.

Watching from below, Leon could not help sighing.

“Choosing those two as best man and bridesmaid was absolutely the right decision. Who came up with that idea? Such foresight!”

Rosvisser scoffed softly.

“Alright, stop praising yourself.”

Leon chuckled, then naturally wrapped an arm around Rosvisser’s slender waist as they watched Constantine and Orion approach the altar.

At the altar, the two slowly turned to face each other.

The priest stepped forward beside them and began the vows.

“Today, we witness and bless this couple about to enter marriage. Under the will of the Dragon God and the God of Light, the two shall become one, walking together through life in everlasting union.”

Their inter-racial marriage was no secret, so the vows had been specially modified during rehearsal.

Hearing this, Aurora poked Noa’s arm lightly.

“Big sis, this also involves you.”

Noa blinked. “What about me?”

Aurora grinned. “Didn’t he say ‘under the will of the Dragon God’? Without your will, Uncle Constantine couldn’t even get married!”

“….”

Noa flicked the mischievous dragon on the forehead, then replied:

“By that logic, every dragon wedding from now on should say ‘under the will of the previous Dragon God.’”

Aurora giggled, then fell silent and continued watching.

“Orion Pyx.”

The priest looked at Orion.

“Do you accept this man as your husband and enter into marriage with him? Whether in sickness or in health, or for any other reason, will you love him, care for him, respect him, accept him, and remain forever faithful until life’s end?”

Orion gazed deeply into those crimson dragon eyes and nodded sincerely.

“I do.”

The priest then turned to Constantine.

“Constantine, do you accept this woman as your wife and enter into marriage with her? Whether in sickness or in health, or for any other reason, will you love her, care for her, respect her, accept her, and remain forever faithful until life’s end?”

Constantine returned her gaze and nodded solemnly.

“I do.”

The priest then addressed the audience.

“Will you all bear witness to their marriage vows?”

“We will!”

“We will! Orion marrying Mister Constantine is what everyone hoped for! And if they have a little dragon girl in a few years for me to dote on, even better!”

“So surviving near death so many times leads to marrying a super beautiful blonde wife… come to think of it, our captain also almost died before marrying his wife. Hm, there really is something about dragon weddings. Ahem— we will!”

“My big sister says yes, the Dragon God approves— mmph— second sister stop covering my mouth!”

“The pink-haired one is too excited, ignore her nonsense— we will!”

“…”

After the cheers gradually subsided, the priest continued.

“Please present the rings.”

At those words, Hefei walked from the other end of the red carpet. She carried an exquisite tray, upon which rested two dazzling wedding rings.

“Allow me to introduce the origin of the rings they prepared for each other.”

The priest spoke slowly.

“The ring prepared by Miss Orion was left to her by her teacher, who had been both mentor and mother to her, before her passing — intended for Orion to give to the man she loves most on her wedding day. This ring carries the love of the Pyx family for its descendants, and now Miss Orion will place it upon her husband’s hand. As for the ring prepared by Mister Constantine, its material is an extremely precious Emerald Shadow Dragon Tear. I believe all dragonkind present know its rarity and value.”

Hearing this, Morgan, the Golden Sand Dragon King, could not help showing surprise.

“Good grief, Constantine is generous. He actually used an Emerald Shadow Dragon Tear for a wedding ring?”

Isha crossed her arms and smiled.

“Indeed generous. To put it bluntly, if love could be measured in value, a single Emerald Shadow Dragon Tear alone would prove his love for Orion.”

Beside her, Valendna blinked.

“I think one tear is just the ring’s limit, not Constantine’s. If he could, he’d probably put three on it!”

Isha laughed and pinched Valendna’s cheek.

“You’re quite generous too.”

“One or three — makes no difference to me.”

Leon walked over to the group of Dragon Kings with his hands in his pockets. Even Augustus, who usually never involved himself with younger people, glanced sideways at him.

“Oh? And why do you say that, Prince? Ah— I see. You must not know the value of an Emerald Shadow Dragon Tear. A single one could revive the resources of an entire tribe.”

Morgan explained:

“My Golden Sand Dragon tribe has gathered only five in ten thousand years. Constantine giving one to his wife is already exaggerated.”

Leon shrugged.

“Well… Constantine once gave me five for free. What about that?”

Morgan: ?

Odin: ?

Rosvisser quickly walked over and explained to Odin, Morgan, and the nearby eavesdropping Dragon Kings about Leon’s participation in the academy vice-principal selection back then.

After hearing it, they finally somewhat understood.

“But no matter what…”

Claudia also stepped closer, looking at the couple exchanging rings at the altar, smiling as she continued:

“Using an Emerald Shadow Dragon Tear as a wedding ring is the best proof of Constantine’s love for Orion. So...”

Her gaze slowly fell onto General Leon, who had just finished showing off.

“When someone chooses a wedding ring in the future, its worth can’t be lower than this~”

She was clearly stirring trouble.

Rosvisser covered her mouth and laughed softly. She didn’t really care how expensive a wedding ring was, or whether it equaled several cities in value.

What she cared about was the meaning the ring itself represented. And she believed Leon would find the ring that best symbolized them.

The ceremony on the altar continued.

“Now, Mister Constantine, you may kiss your bride.”

Amid everyone’s cheers and blessings, the Red Flame Dragon King pulled his beloved into his arms and kissed her.