Wang Xiaole was in a chaotic gathering, looking calmer than anyone else present.

Of course, that was just a facade; deep down, he was a bundle of nerves, which became evident when he heard a voice calling out, "Hey, young man, come over when you're free!"

With his hands in his pockets and eyes glazed over, Wang Xiaole tilted his neck at a forty-five degree angle, pursed his lips, and gazed up at the sky.

As if seeing from the horizon, he spotted a man with a machete in his chest, smiling and waving towards him.

Although the warmth from the other person was genuine, Wang Xiaole had no intention of engaging with this friendly man. In a hushed tone, he responded, "Brother Cheng, I understand your eagerness to find someone to accompany you, but why me? You'd better go find those who are real winners in life."

While speaking, Wang Xiaole stomped his foot into the empty ground with a force akin to extinguishing a cigarette butt, rubbing the soles of his feet against the floor.

Then, he shifted his gaze back to the present, contemplating the situation and pondering what he could do next.

Standing beside him, soon-to-be wife Isabella, and in the distance, Lucia, with whom he had been living for a long time, about the two of them:

(in a whisper) "I don't want to let go of either of them!"

"Greed" can be said to be human nature.

Just like gamers always aim to be the MVP in every match, or top students not content with just acing one exam, trying to immerse themselves in the sea of knowledge.

Never satisfied, wanting everything, eyeing what others have...

Those who have such thoughts are truly ones with desires and emotions!

After finding so many excuses for himself, Wang Xiaole finally summed up his true innermost desire:

"If I hadn't met so many great girls, it would be fine; but once I have, I can't control my desire to cherish them all together."

This thought was dangerous, irrevocable, and not open to compromise.

Where calculations were concerned:

Wang Xiaole was a late-stage sufferer of decision paralysis.

Expecting him to come up with a "choose one" or even a "choose many" conclusion was definitely an unrealistically high expectation.

Of course, this was just his own selfishness.

Either of the two girls showed no sign of friendly coexistence with the other, let alone with the rival right in front of them, to the extent that:

Clang!

Flagpoles raised, feather fans twirling;

Although Isabella's and Lucia's expressions showed no visible change and seemed normal; the small actions of each girl raising her weapon and locking eyes on the rival still exposed their intentions.

The reason they didn't start fighting on the spot was probably due to Wang Xiaole looking around, then lowering his head to consider that it was his presence that kept the peace.

He was like a "class teacher" in that sense.

As long as he was there, no matter how restless the two "children" of his class were, they would still show some restraint.

Unfortunately, the role Wang Xiaole played in easing tensions only went so far.

In terms of words, neither girl was willing to concede to the other; on the contrary, their intense verbal sparring escalated.

"The main wife? Are you referring to me, the demoness? Well, thank you for your acknowledgment then."

"Laughable. The siren won't ever become the main wife, even in a hundred years! The only one who rightfully deserves to be the beloved main wife will undoubtedly be me."

Lucia launched a counterattack and didn't stop moving her feet for a moment, pushing through the crowd towards the venue.

As the demon king on the opposite side approached, Isabella couldn't help but have doubts:

Where had the guards stationed on the perimeter gone?

Isabella knew that today was a very important day, and there was no room for error.

To ensure order at the scene, she had specially summoned the reserve forces from the capital, totaling about ten thousand people;

The main responsibility of those guards was to maintain strict security around the venue, preventing any suspicious individuals from sneaking in.

But now, Lucia, this unexpected guest, wasn't just sneaking in—she was openly striding in!

It shouldn't be like this.

It wasn't easy to deal with tens of thousands of guards, even if Lucia suddenly exploded in power, with her combat strength rising by leaps and bounds in a short period of time;

Even so, there should have been one or two guards coming over to report and prepare Her Majesty for the unexpected.

It's not normal, Isabella realized:

The current situation was far from normal!

Lucia seemed to sense the doubt of her rival, her lips curling up in a sly smile:

"Don't overthink it, I'm not acting alone this time; I've brought a powerful assistant with me;

All the guards under the vixen's command have been intercepted!"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaole roughly guessed:

The assistant aiding Lucia was probably Cai.

Putting aside their mutual interests at the strategic level, it wasn't difficult to analyze from other aspects:

Firstly, Mewo White would definitely not get involved, that little girl liked to play but wasn't inclined towards causing chaos and mischief.

Freya also didn't need to be considered.

The goddess didn't have such outstanding abilities and wouldn't be qualified to be an assistant.

Through simple elimination, Wang Xiaole easily deduced who the person cooperating with Lucia was.

And the reality was roughly in line with his guess.

In the early hours of last night, Cai had reached an agreement with Lucia to be responsible for diverting the forces around the venue;

As for Lucia, she had become the main force against Isabella, entering the venue to face her head-on.

Despite the considerable number of troops, under the influence of the hypnotic ban possessed by Cai, those guards were unable to move.

Not to mention the Dibiles Empire;

Even if troops from other countries, mobilized several times over, were involved, they would still be effortlessly played by Cai.

From this perspective, Lucia's vision was indeed impressive, finding the strongest ally to aid herself.

However, although Cai had become Lucia's "accomplice" and had formed a "partnership" with her, her original intention was not to stop Wang Xiaole's marriage proposal.

Wang Xiaole was the reincarnation of the king, someone Cai least wanted to harm or betray;

Even in the face of Isabella, whom she disliked the most, Cai's actions were not aimed at preventing Wang Xiaole from getting engaged, but at adding another potential spouse for him!

Lucia stepped onto the stage, officially standing in the same area as her rival.

As the intruder drew closer, Sister Glasses, acting as the emcee, looked increasingly worried.

As an experienced person who has seen the world, Sister Glasses was not afraid when Lucia threatened to disrupt the wedding, but soon after, the thing that scared Sister Glasses the most happened.

Lucia took a step and moved over to Wang Xiaole, publicly took his hand, and stood by his side. There is a significance to the positioning. Isabella stood to the left of Wang Xiaole, according to the traditional customs of the Dibiles kingdom, this is the position one stands when marrying someone.

Wang Xiaole holds the title of royal husband, but the one he is marrying is ultimately a queen of a nation; so strictly speaking, this wedding is not the queen marrying down, but rather the royal husband marrying the queen.

Lucia, on the other hand, despite being the queen succubus and one of the "Seven Demon Kings," still subconsciously retains a womanly side. Don't forget, Lucia always refers to herself as a "virtuous wife," always seeing herself in the role of a wife within the family. And if she is a wife, then there should be no issue with getting married.

Thus, Lucia's position to the right at this moment, according to traditional customs, is a stance indicating whom she is marrying. Isabella is about to marry the master, while Lucia is preparing to marry her beloved; being both married and marrying, two states that should not coexist, yet Wang Xiaole is simultaneously embodying both roles today, playing the roles of "wife" and "husband."

"You go!"

"You go!"

With both women surrounding him, each grabbing one of Wang Xiaole's arms and casting piercing glances at each other, Sister Glasses felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning around her, her eyes turning into whirlpools.

"Ah, uh, well... anyway, please have the couple recite their vows," Sister Glasses subconsciously avoided reality, playing her role as the emcee as if she hadn't seen Lucia, merely fulfilling her duties.

"Miss Wang, will you promise to care for His Majesty with gentleness and patience, love and live solely with her; honor her family as your own, fulfill your duties for a lifetime, refrain from having affections for others, and remain faithful to His Majesty?"

As the citizens sweated in the cold weather, wiping their foreheads with tissues, they thought to themselves: "When even the third party has come forward, ready to marry the royal spouse, what's the point of talking about 'faithfulness'?"

"I am willing to accept Isabella as my lover and live with her; in any situation, I am willing to nurture her for life, cherish her, comfort her, respect her, and protect her," Wang Xiaole replied, but notably did not mention the part about "refraining from having affections for others."

Thinking it was close enough, Sister Glasses decided not to press further, knowing it wouldn't benefit her. After asking one side, Sister Glasses turned her gaze to the queen and asked her: "Your Majesty, are you willing to acknowledge Miss Wang as your lover, to respect this person, love and help each other... are you willing?"

"I am willing!" Sister Glasses estimated it was close enough, just about to announce "exchange of tokens," when the other bride caused a commotion.

At the key moment of the ceremony, Lucia intervened, taking Wang Xiaole's hand and asking him with affectionate eyes:

"Darling, would you be willing to marry me? Will you continue to love me as always, through poverty and wealth, in sickness and health?"

Wang Xiaole suddenly became the center of attention, from Isabella to the townspeople, all eyes were wide open, waiting for his response.

"I..."

Wang Xiaole swallowed nervously.

It wasn't because he was unsure, but simply to moisten his dry mouth before speaking such important words.

"I--I do!"

Gasps filled the room as everyone present opened their mouths in disbelief, some even gasping in shock.

The townspeople had come expecting to witness a century wedding, but now found themselves witnessing the rare spectacle of two women vying for the same man's hand;

And not only that, but the man himself, the groom, agreeing to both women, openly straddling two boats!

The unfolding of the wedding was too thrilling, resembling a melodramatic soap opera in the eyes of the onlookers.