It was the center of the continent. The capital of the El Ras Kingdom had been in a festive mood for a month. No, it was throwing a festival.
Perhaps thanks to the suspiciously large number of donations and supporters from the Potato Farm Owner, not only people from the Royal Capital but also people from the entire continent were eating, drinking, and playing at this festival.
"Sister Brynhild, look. The festival of the Southerners is amazing!"
Skuld chattered in a playful voice. At the lighthearted appearance of the fresh Skjaldmaer (Shieldmaiden), the large female warrior Thrud snorted.
"Hmph, what's so good about this."
"You say that, Sister Thrud, but you enjoyed eating that cotton candy."
"T-That was just because it was fascinating how it melted in my mouth!"
"Now, now, let's all honestly enjoy the festival. Even in our hometown, weddings are celebrated grandly, aren't they?"
The female warriors of the fallen Norse Gods: Brynhild, the head of the Shieldmaidens and a living demigod, led the Northerners to the Royal Capital of the South.
Normally, a royal wedding in the South would have passed by without their even knowing it existed, but the subject was that man...
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