'I'm married, and my wife is a Great Demon? What kind of dream am I having?'
For Duke Qinghui, marriage wasn't a serious affair. As a Lord, Westheid was always prepared to sell his eligibility for a political marriage at a good price.
'If the rumors claimed that even Duke Qinghui's ass was omnipotent, then a real marriage couldn't be much worse, right?'
Reiya, Mivana, and the others didn't have any particular attachment to marriage either. It could only be said that thanks to the horrifying genetic Ascension and breeding programs of the Mortal World's nobility, marriage had long lost any semblance of sanctity.
But that didn't mean Westheid was truly indifferent. At the end of the day, it was still a contract.
And Duke Qinghui happened to be a man who kept his oaths.
'Damn it, how did I get married without even knowing it?'
Westheid asked, his face expressionless, "So, we're husband and wife?"
"Husband and wife? What's that?"
