The Protagonists of the Novel Escaped

After the grand wedding ceremony came to a close, a beautiful saintess with flowing pink hair offered her congratulations.

“Congratulations on your wedding! I’ll bless you so that your sweet love lasts forever!”

“Thanks.”

As the monster was vanquished, the ‘Miracle of the Saintess’ was lost. With the end of the era of the Creator Deity, even the Saintly Power disappeared.

Miracles don’t exist anymore. The second Saintess Beatrice had fallen to a life of an ordinary girl.

Even if she poured her whole heart into her blessings, special luck wouldn’t happen. But Edan showed a faint smile at Beatrice’s blessing, expressing his gratitude.

“Sorry, I stole the spotlight.”

“Huh?”

“The Saintess Party needs a happy ending now. Everyone’s of marrying age.”

“Well, we have talked about it…”

Didn’t they create a commotion with a joint wedding alongside three beauties representing the Empire and the Holy Kingdom?

A wonderful precedent had been set. Now it was time for the Saintess and her four lovers to have their joint wedding.

“But… it seems difficult right now.”

“Why?”

The hero tales of the Saintess Party should have ended with the defeat of the Demon King.

The world’s conclusion. If only that damn calamity hadn’t occurred, Beatrice and her lovers would have had their happy ending.

Edan, who wished for his companions’ happiness more than anyone, felt puzzled by Beatrice’s desire to postpone the happy ending. He thought the journey of the Saintess Party had ended with the world’s conclusion.

“I’m planning to return to the Holy Kingdom.”

“…What?”

The upper levels had collapsed, and the believers were surging into chaos.

The Creator Deity had vanished. The Holy Kingdom, which had depended on the Creator Deity’s existence, was bound to fall.

Beatrice’s answer, expressing her intent to walk into a thorny path of distrust and contempt, bewildered him. Surely all sorts of humiliation and hardships awaited her from the Holy Kingdom.

“Even though the Creator Deity has left, the believers of the Holy Kingdom are still strong. I think we need a new faith to unify the crowd for world peace.”

“……”

What kind of ridiculous thought is she having? He sighed heavily at Beatrice.

“I have many questions piled up like a mountain, but I won’t ask.”

“Okay.”

“I trust you all sincerely. Once questioning the Saintess Party is enough.”

“Thank you, Edan.”

He once mistakenly thought the Saintess Party, which had set out to stop the consuming gray, was performing a ‘love escape drama.’

That was bound to be a lifelong embarrassing memory. Every time he recalled that moment, his face burned.

“Leaving already?”

“There’s no point in dragging out goodbyes.”

As a lover of the Saintess and as her escort knight, he would continue to the end.

While he looked at Maximilian’s stoic face that remained unchanged even while announcing their scheduled farewell, he extended his hand for a fond handshake.

“Here’s your wedding gift. I made sure everyone contributed, so you can rest easy. Once I threatened them with the sword handle, the guests opened their pockets willingly.”

“……”

“No need for thanks. It was something I had to do.”

“Uh, okay…”

It seemed like a mischievous misunderstanding had occurred.

Maximilian presented a large wooden chest bigger than his upper body.

It was a wedding gift box.

Filled with checks issued from the Imperial Bank, it wasn’t heavy.

Receiving the unexpected wedding gift made him feel a bit foolish. Beatrice, watching from the side, burst into a laugh and praised the antics of the Hohenberc brothers.

“Of course, the wedding gift is important, but I want to shake hands with my brother before we part. If you don’t want to, then it’s fine.”

“No, it’s okay.”

There was no need for embarrassing farewells between brothers.

Right,

A handshake was enough.

He shook his hand, and they exchanged a brief farewell while shaking their wrists.

“I’ll visit often. It’s not a complete farewell.”

“Of course.”

“I hope you have a happy marriage with your beautiful brides, Edan.”

“Thanks, Beatrice.”

As he took a step back, Beatrice leaned in closer, lifting her heels to kiss his cheek in a gesture of happiness and farewell.

smack-

Soft sensations and warm feelings seeped in.

*

Farewells always come unexpectedly.

Watching his companions’ retreating figures while departing for the Holy Kingdom reminded him of an old proverb.

“Are you okay, my husband?” “Of course. It’s just a short farewell. We will meet again soon.”

Wasn’t this a legendary Saintess Party that defeated the Demon King and eradicated the Demon King’s army? They would achieve notable heroic tales no matter where they went, including the Holy Kingdom.

He decided to believe.

Because they were precious companions.

Praying for the success of his friends, who had chosen a new adventure, was enough. Remembering the figures of his companions who vanished right after the wedding, he swept away his anxiety.

“While watching Mila and Liza entering holding the hands of your Majesty… and meeting Zebeline who entered alongside the Holy Sovereign, the events lost to the past flashed by me like a parade of memories.”

“Heh, I felt the same.”

Marriage is a sacred ceremony that welcomes a lifelong partner.

Standing at the end of the virgin road adorned with red roses, white bellflowers, and yellow golden daisies, as he faced the three beautiful brides, the past rushed past him.

The disappearance of the protagonists of the romantic fantasy.
From that point onward, the world after the finale unfolded.

It wouldn’t be a lie to say it wasn’t hard at all. It was an endless cycle of pain as if treading barefoot on a thorny path. Remembering the situations back then was dizzying.

“I’ve had a very tough time. It was so frequent to be pushed and pulled around.”

“I know. How could I not?”

“Thank you for always staying by my side. I wanted to say this to Mila first.”

“Yeah.”

He reached out.

Then the new bride smiled sweetly and grasped his hand.

“Congratulations on your marriage!”

cough cough! “Finally, Princess Ludmilla is getting married…!”

As he left the waiting room briefly after the wedding ceremony, he faced countless guests awaiting in the hall.

Not just nobles and clergy.
Of course, even the aides serving Ludmilla were present.

Hadn’t they endured the lengthy spinster hysteria every time? Ludmilla’s aides were shedding tears of joy and clapping.

“Did you wait a long time? Sorry it took so long to welcome the guests from the Holy Kingdom.”

“The Luinongs have all gone back. It’s nap time now.”

Zebeline and Elizaveta, who had changed into pure white vestments and dresses, approached.
Appearing exhausted from dealing with the guests assembled from across the continent, their white faces clearly showed their weariness.

“Ohhh! I’ve finally seen my daughters in wedding dresses! I can die without regrets now!”

“Congratulations on your marriage, Saintess Zebeline.”

Barbarossa’s fierce face turned crimson as he burst into tears.
On the other hand, Boerun sent his congratulations with his usual gentle smile.

“Thank you for entrusting your daughters to us.”
He bowed in gratitude to his fathers-in-law, who spared no effort for the wedding.

“Edan.”

“Father.”

He exchanged greetings with his fathers-in-law and finally greeted his own father.

Then Ludmilla, Zebeline, and Elizaveta bowed respectfully to their father-in-law.

“Congratulations on your marriage, Edan. You’ve welcomed beautiful brides.”

“And you’ve gained beautiful daughters that would be the envy of any kingdom. This is certainly a rare occasion in the Hohenberc family.”

“Haha, you’re right.”

“Damn it, my brother needs to get married soon too.”

Maximilian mentioned that he had left for the Holy Kingdom with his companions. Hearing that his son, who returned from the journey, was headed out for a new adventure, his father’s expression was filled with mixed emotions.

For those who must leave, feelings are sure to be complicated.
But the role of waiting endlessly for those who have left is even more sorrowful.

Turning his steps while comforting his father, the grand joint wedding held in the Valtarian Empire was about to conclude as the bride and groom set off for their honeymoon.

“Edan, Edan! Over here! Hurry!”

“Got it!”

Rue waved her small palms excitedly and shouted.

The four-horse white carriage appeared.
The dazzling platinum adorned carriage would swiftly and safely take the newlyweds to a lovely vacation spot.

“Let’s first head to the southern lands filled with emerald seas and beautiful islands.”

“It wouldn’t be right for the unmarried princess to decide unilaterally! We agreed to draw lots to decide right after the wedding!”

“The destination doesn’t matter. I just want to take a break for now.”

The Red Dragon and the White Dragon began to growl and fight each other.
Meanwhile, the Platinum Princess didn’t want to get caught up in the fierce nerves, so she placed her head on his lap and sprawled out in her seat.

“Everyone can go on a trip. There’s plenty of time to enjoy life now.”

The era of the Creator Deity has come to an end.
As a result, the threat of the end of the world that had loomed over the current world also vanished.

Hadn’t the protagonists of the romantic fantasy, who had run away without notice, returned? Sadly, they left again right after returning for a new journey.

The perpetual impending doom had finally lifted.

Now he could rest at last.

While cradling the cute fairy in his arms, he asked about the first honeymoon destination.

The mischievous fairy, watching feathers twinkling beautifully outside the window, replied in a delightful voice, “I want to go to the candy city filled with jelly candies in the mountains and fields!”

And thus, the protagonists of the romantic fantasy have run away (The End)

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