Supreme Husband System! & Supreme Wife System!

Chapter 691: At five or six in the evening

“How long do you think it will take to create the rings?” asked Idan, noting that it was already past noon, and they had just finished brainstorming.

“Depends on when you plan to use them?” The Blacksmith replied.

“Will four or five hours suit you?” asked Idan, roughly imagining when it would be best to start the wedding ceremony. He decided that five or six o’clock in the evening, when everything and everyone would be ready, would be the ideal time.

“Considering that Belle got trapped in the Dark System in the evening, we should have enough time to do everything,” Idan thought.

“There will be plenty of time,” the Blacksmith smiled.

“That’s right,” Cristina agreed.

“Although our strength may be limited, our experience and skill haven’t disappeared, and even for us to spend so much time crafting Gold—grade items is too much.”

“Don’t worry, boy, you’ll get your rings on time,” the Blacksmith assured.

“I also plan to visit the bride in the middle of the process to make some necessary adjustments,” Cristina added.

“Okay,” — Idan nodded. “Just don’t spoil the surprise.”

“Spoil it? Me? Who do you take me for?” Cristina pretended to be outraged, pouting. Combined with her glasses, circles under her eye, and a slightly tired look, it looked funny.

“Okay, okay,” — Idan smiled and teleported away so as not to interfere with them.

Although Idan’s initial desire changed during the discussion, he was still satisfied with the end result in the end.

“We just have to wait and see what they really do,” Idan whispered, already showing impatience to see.

Out of habit, Idan teleported back to his favorite place and, seeing the sprout, which, noticing him again, began to reach out to him, Idan smiled and, coming closer, crouched down, holding out his finger, and began to share his fire energy with him as soon as it wrapped around his finger.

While he was sitting there wondering what to do next, a beauty in black appeared next to him.

“There you are,” Sierra smiled, then turned her attention to the red sprout, which was actively absorbing the energy of the fire.

“How’s Belle doing?” asked Idan, without turning around to look at her.

“She’s very worried and at the same time she can’t wait for the event to begin,” Sierra replied, looking away from the sprout to Idan.

“The younger sister asked for your opinion on the ceremony,” Sierra began, but Idan interrupted her, immediately replying,

“At five or six in the evening.”

“Great,” Sierra nodded, a smile playing on her face.

She remembered Arabel’s words before she asked her to find Idan and get his opinion.: “I want it to be closer to five or six in the evening, when sunset begins.”

“Is there anything else?” asked Idan, noticing that Sierra still wasn’t leaving.

“Actually, yes,” she said. “Tell me, Idan, are all these guests somehow connected to that Mysterious store?”

Sierra wanted to ask Idan or Arabel this morning, but this woman Lustina was with Arabel all the time, so Sierra did not dare to ask this question directly or even through the Strength of her Soul. Fearing because of his suspicion that all these people are creatures of at least rank 10 or higher.

“Yes, you’re right, these people are closely connected to the Mysterious Store,” Idan confirmed, seeing no reason to hide or lie.

“I was right, after all,” Sierra said, pleased with her discovery.

“And yes, Sierra, while you have time, try to make the most of it,” Idan advised.

“A Merchant is someone who sells most of the goods in a Mysterious Store, so you can buy a lot of amazing things from him,” and one by one, Idan began to list who is who and what benefits Sierra can get from these people.

“Wait, is that creepy guy the one who creates those bloodline potions that you, my younger sister, Milena, and two other younger sisters used to change their bloodlines?” asked Sierra, eyes wide in surprise.

“Yes, that’s him,” Idan confirmed, turning to Sierra and noticing how her beautiful face lit up with rare surprise.

“The female alchemist who brews potions and sells them is the one who created the potion that helped you suppress your deficiency,” Idan’s words shocked Sierra even more.

“The one who developed the potions to eliminate the flaws?” she asked incredulously, unable to believe that all this time there was someone who could radically change the lives of all her valkyrie sisters in Junonia.

“She’s the one,” Idan nodded. “So go ahead and don’t miss this chance, because I’m not sure if it will come up again in the future.”

Sierra hesitated for a moment, then nodded and hurried away.

First, she went to Arabel and shared Idan’s opinion with her. Then she started getting to know the guests again and urged everyone she met to take advantage of this opportunity.

Idan, in turn, decided to wait for the wedding to begin and not waste any more time on unnecessary actions. All the preparations were already going on without his participation.

He decided to use the remaining time to rest and put his thoughts in order. From time to time, he would feed his new pet, red sprout, whose affection for him increased as he shared his fiery energy with him.

Time flew by, and Idan, lost in his thoughts about the past and the future, felt like it hadn’t been long before Sierra distracted him.

“The Tailor is looking for you,” she said. “Your costume is already ready.”

“What time is it?” he asked, opening his eyes, and froze when he saw Sierra in a completely new image.

Usually preferring to wear only black, she was currently wearing a luxurious pale blue dress that perfectly accentuated her magnificent figure. Her black hair was professionally styled, and Idan noticed traces of makeup on her face.

It was obvious that Sierra had been carefully preparing for Idan and Arabel’s wedding.

“How do I look?” asked Sierra, gracefully twirling in place and showing off her new look.

“You were beautiful before, but now I just can’t find the words to describe your beauty,” Idan said admiringly, unable to take his eyes off Sierra. Her appearance was a real work of art that fascinated and attracted.

“Heh,” — Sierra smiled, noticing how intently Idan was looking at her, and she was pleased with his reaction.

She herself was delighted with her new image, and couldn’t wait to share it with those whom she considered her close acquaintances and get their opinion.

Idan tore his gaze away from Sierra and felt even more excited, eager to see Arabel in her wedding dress.

“All right, go already,” Sierra urged him on.

“There’s not much time left,” she added, and Idan also noticed that there wasn’t much time left until five o’clock in the evening.

Idan instantly teleported and appeared in front of the door to the tailor’s room.

“There you are,” the Tailor greeted him as soon as he opened the door.

“Come in, your costume is ready,” he said, leading Idan to his outfit.

“Well, put it on already,” the Tailor pushed him, and Idan, slowing down slightly, took off his casual clothes and put on his wedding black suit.

Idan’s suit fit him flawlessly, like a second skin.

The thick and smooth wool caught the light softly, and the satin lapels emphasized the line of the shoulders. A single-breasted jacket without a single crease accentuated his waist, the floors met at a perfect fastener, and even the inner seam seemed invisible.

Under the jacket was a neat vest made of the same unique fabric, with a satin back and a fine adjuster — a detail that only a careful glance would notice, but it completed the slimness of his silhouette.

A white shirt made of mysterious cotton sparkled with a tiny pleated pattern on the placket, and the collar lifted the line of the neck, preparing it for a black monochrome tie. If you looked closely, you could see a lot of small dots, like stars in a dark night.

The cuffs were decorated with cufflinks made of dark stone and cold metal, the gleam of which flickered when Idan adjusted the breast handkerchief, a strict white square in his pocket.

The black shoes, polished to a mirror-like shine, reflected a narrow strip of the room’s light on the floor.

Idan, looking in the mirror, wondered if Arabelle would like his look, not if he liked the costume himself.

“What do you think? Do you like it?” the Tailor asked, watching with satisfaction how his creation sits on the one for whom it was created.

“I like it,” — Idan said admiringly.

At first glance, the costume looked like all black suits. However, Idan knew that all the materials were the best. The Tailor, despite his depressed state, used only the highest quality fabrics, which are available not only to Idan, but also to any inhabitant of his world.

It was one of the best Tailor-made suits on Earth and perhaps the most expensive to date.

And in Idan’s opinion, this outfit was perfect for today.

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