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So they just had something to eat, even the food-loving King George V did the same.

Well, except for the dry rice people, the purifiers, and Yuudachi.

Fortunately, Belfast thoughtfully used time-stop to let Ren Shuo eat something, so he wouldn't really get that hungry.

After the little incident, Ren Shuo looked at the observer in front of him, who was wearing a wedding dress and had bare feet, and fell silent.

"Why...did you choose this kind of dress with a deep V-neck?"

The observer said, "Isn't it beautiful?"

"No, your chest is too flat. It looks like a steel plate. I just realized that you can't even squeeze it out..." Ren Shuo suddenly felt like laughing.

Rome, standing to the side, straightened his back. Although he was also quite well-built, he seemed "ordinary" in this port area teeming with monsters.

Faced with such a comparison, Rome even felt that it could easily defeat Glorious and Kashino.

"I see... I understand."

The observer nodded thoughtfully, then patted her chest. Then, like blowing up a balloon, her flat chest visibly inflated... all the way to the size of Rome, though it looked incredibly striking on her petite frame.

Rome laughed dismissively: "But yours is fake."

The observer was hurt a second time.

“Alright, stop fooling around. Weren’t you adorable before?” Tiamat said.

"Tsk..."

Their own deity spoke, and then the observer's balloon was released.

"Really, it's amazing..." Ren Shuo and Luo Ma couldn't help but think.

"Alright, then I'll be your person from now on. Seriously, I don't want to work for you during the day and then be your servant at night..."

The observer suddenly started speeding.

"Ahem... well, let's discuss it again." Ren Shuo was a little embarrassed, but still did not object.

One after another, familiar girls embraced and kissed him on this stage, until finally, the last one arrived.

The wedding dress was a serene sky blue, with a long train trailing on the red carpet. In her hand were flowers that shimmered with a faint glow, but even someone familiar with flowers like Rome couldn't tell what they were.

But upon closer inspection, these flowers seem to move.

This is Mengdie.

Rome suddenly realized that this bouquet was made of dream butterflies, and was a "flower" that belonged only to Shinano.

The wedding dress features the same deep V-neck style as the observer's, but the curves are much more exaggerated compared to the observer's.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it Mount Everest.

Beneath that exaggerated arc, the curve suddenly tightens, revealing a slender waist that makes one worry it might snap in a strong wind, before the arc widens again.

Safe delivery type...

Roman daydreams.

Her fair and flawless back was partially concealed by a blue veil on her head, making her even more alluring.

With such a hot and alluring figure, it's hard to imagine how stunningly beautiful her face must be beneath that veil.

As she slowly walked onto the stage, Ren Shuo, Roma, Tiamat, and even all the ship girls present seemed to calm down.

The last one was Shinano, the first ship girl Ren Shuo encountered when he came into this world.

If Ren Shuo's return to this world required the pull of the ship girls, then Shinano was the unbreakable thread pulling at him.

Therefore, Tiamat also adored the little girl.

Moreover, she was satisfied with his quiet nature... If he would read fewer silly comments from netizens in private and not have intermittent crazy and silly outbursts, that would be even more perfect.

These are my two firsts since being resurrected.

"Commander." A voice as ethereal as a secluded orchid in a valley came from beneath the veil.

"Hmm?" Ren Shuo also lowered his voice.

"Could you help me lift my veil?"

"certainly……"

Ren Shuo lifted the veil, and a delicate and perfect face appeared before him—a familiar beauty that could touch his soul.

Shinano smiled broadly, her hand holding a bouquet of flowers that danced like fireflies, a scene as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

"Please continue to guide me for as long as time goes by."

Chapter 674 The Grand Finale: Our Story

"Fletcher! Quickly call your sisters over here! Don't let them run around!"

"I know... Jenkins, what are you doing! Eating candy at a time like this!"

Fletcher's rebuke rang out.

"Hehe, this is the time to eat candy! A sweet wedding deserves sweet candy every day!" Jenkins said with a grin.

Fletcher grabbed his younger sister and ruthlessly pulled the lollipop out of her mouth: "Stop eating, we're taking pictures!"

"Really... Ford, you guys shouldn't wander off! Hurry up and come here! It's getting late."

Just as Fletcher was grabbing at his sisters, Zuikaku, standing nearby, smacked her lips and said, "Honestly, they're such a handful..."

"How do my clothes look? Do they look good? Do they look weird?"

Beside Ruihe were some dragons and phoenixes looking at him with trepidation.

"Very good, very good, then don't worry about it anymore."

Suruga replied perfunctorily.

"I... I look... normal too, don't I?" Ibuki's heterochromatic eyes showed some unease.

"Don't worry, our Ibuki is very beautiful!"

Mikasa gave a thumbs up.

Musashi chuckled, glancing at Ren Shuo, who was getting his hair and makeup done with the help of Belfast and other maids not far away, and said softly, "Really, it hasn't been that long, and he's already wearing a wedding dress..."

"But it's beautiful, isn't it, Musashi?"

Haku, wielding a long sword, casually patted Musashi on the shoulder.

The merciless Vajra snatched the white dragon's longsword away: "Alright, why are you bringing longswords to a group wedding photo... Confiscated!"

"Waaaaah, give it back to me! Please, give it back to me!"

The white dragon suddenly became flustered and weak, and chased after the Vajra.

"It really is very lively."

Amagi smiled broadly.

It was already afternoon, the time of year when the sunlight was at its best. The wedding ceremony ended with Ren Shuo and Shinano kissing, surrounded by butterflies.

Now is the time for group wedding photos.

Aoba and Gridley were both very excited to compete for the job of taking photos.

But Ren Shuo refused, insisting that the whole family was included and that not a single person could be missing...

But even the wisest can make a mistake, and there are no outsiders in the port area right now.

What should we do about this?

In the end, the all-powerful Tiamat created a mass-produced humanoid siren on the spot that could temporarily serve as a camera, thus resolving the crisis.

Everyone looks very energetic.

Looking at the girls tidying up their appearance, Georgia, with her long, slender fingers holding a can of Coke, said...

“Yes, but don’t drink Coke anymore…” New Jersey said.

“But I’ll feel really listless without Coke,” Georgia laughed.

"Oh, I see... How about a cup of my coffee? I guarantee it'll really wake you up."

I thought Jenkins eating candy and Georgia drinking cola were already outrageous enough, but now there's Mainz carrying a steaming pot of coffee.

For some reason, the commander's gaze towards Mainz was quite complicated today...

Yes, it's like seeing a poor girl from a poor family suddenly have Pinru's wardrobe.

"No need, thank you..." Georgia politely declined.

"Come here, come here, don't run away, let's take a selfie first."

The mackerel continued to relentlessly pursue the large phoenix.

"Don't come any closer!"

"Lafite, wake up, go back to sleep after you finish taking the photos."

"Ugh, Lafite, I'm so sleepy... Goodnight..."

Looking at the bewildered Javelin and the sleeping Laffey, Z23 stroked his chin, pointed at Laffey, and then said to Ayanami, "Go, slap her twice to wake her up."

Ayanami: "?"

"Wow, I didn't expect you to look so good in a black wedding dress."

Rossia circled around Bellaros, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"You could go and check on Kronstadt; she's having trouble deciding what to do with her hands," Bellarose said tactfully.

Kronstadt: "I...I...I...I'm not nervous at all!"

"Pfft, look at the big sister of Kronstadt, she's really quite funny." Lingmin chuckled.

Kiev always wore a gentle smile, like a girl next door, and her rose-red eyes looked lovingly at Ren Shuo not far away: "Happy..."

"Hahaha! No matter how the composition of the photo or the positions of the people are arranged, I, Lord Littorio, will definitely be the most handsome guy!"

Littorio laughed heartily, but Marco Polo was rather sullen.

What happened to conquering the world? Why did they end up getting married somewhere?

Veneto grinned foolishly, watching the Sardinian Empire's commotion with amusement.

"By the way, southwest wind, where's Torricelli?"

"Look, mushrooms are growing under the parasol."

"..."

the other side.

"Well, it's finally a dream come true. Everyone seems very happy. Amen..."

Richelieu placed his hands on his lower abdomen, his face radiating holiness.

"Alright, it's your wedding day, and your god is here too, so don't be like this. Take a break and relax."

Louis IX said.

“Alright then, Jeanbart, I’ll stand next to you later,” Richelieu said.

Jean Bart looked disgusted, but didn't say anything in rebuttal.

"Look at you! How embarrassing! Have I become this pathetic as an adult? It's already the finale, and you haven't even gotten a single Oath Ring. You should leave the group, you're a disgrace!"

Young Zeppelin berated Count Zeppelin.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you feeling unwell?" Count Zeppelin asked with a "concerned" smile, burying little Zeppelin's head in his chest.

A direct chest-killing incident.

"Hmm, you're not bad, you've grown up." Little Prince Eugen patted Prince Eugen's thigh, showing his precocious wisdom despite his small size.

“Likewise… Any fun things to do lately?” Prince Eugen asked.

“Let me tell you something…” Little Eugen whispered to Prince Eugen.