Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?

Chapter 278: Chapter275-The Arrival of Middle Earth’s Army



Staring at Owen before her, Leslie's cheeks flushed slightly.

The idea of testing Owen vanished into thin air after hearing his heartfelt words.

As the affection in Leslie's gaze reached its peak, Owen extended his hand and took out a black ring, gently placing it on Leslie's slender ring finger.

This ring contained all of Owen's wealth accumulated over the years.

Since Leslie had given him half of her kingdom, Owen decided to entrust all his wealth to her. Though its value couldn't compare to what Leslie had offered, it was a clear declaration of his sincerity.

The black ring emitted a deep glow, contrasting beautifully with Leslie's snow-white fingers.

"From this day forward, no matter what situation we face, I will stand in front of you—to cherish you, love you, and protect you. Miss Leslie, will you marry me?"

His deep and resolute voice resonated throughout the entire capital.

Leslie smiled gently, her unwavering voice seeming to pierce through time and space, reverberating in both the past and the future.

As soon as she spoke, countless rose petals, prepared in advance by Charlotte, began to fall from the sky, their pink fragrance filling the air.

At this moment, the capital transformed into a world of petals, as if a dream-like paradise.

Amidst the shower of petals, Owen pulled Leslie into his embrace, feeling as if he held the entire world at that moment!

Their eyes met, the passion between them burning intensely, as if they could melt each other completely.

At that moment, the cheers of the crowd seemed to vanish into silence.

The flying petals seemed to freeze in time.

And then, Owen leaned forward and kissed her soft, rosy lips.

The warm sensation surged through his heart, and an unprecedented sense of immense joy welled up inside him.

Finally, Leslie was his wife.

Owen's mind power surged wildly at that moment, as if breaking through all barriers.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Meanwhile, in Owen's embrace, with that one kiss, the icy chill deep in Leslie's eyes rapidly dissipated.

Owen's presence was like an indomitable monument, standing strong amidst the raging cold within her heart.

At that moment, the spirits of both individuals experienced unprecedented growth and transformation.

Their auras intertwined, instantly creating magnificent phenomena in the skies above.

Above Owen's head, a majestic figure wearing a crown, his face obscured, stood towering between heaven and earth.

An invisible pressure emanated from him, causing a hint of reverence to appear on the faces of everyone present. Even the spellbeasts in and around the city grew restless, roaring at the silhouette as if bowing to their king.

Above Leslie's head, a figure of a woman, adorned with a delicate crown and draped in a gown of golden tassels, appeared. Her presence exuded a unique and irresistible aura of authority.

Countless birds from within and outside the city flew around Leslie's silhouette, chirping incessantly, as if paying homage to their queen!

The two figures stood opposite each other.

The heavens seemed to tremble with an inexplicable pressure!

It was as if the world was witnessing the coronation of a king and queen!

"Are they truly a match made in heaven? Even their wedding is marked by celestial phenomena. It's simply incredible!"

"Their talents, combat abilities, and personalities are so similar. I can't even imagine what they'll be like if they join forces completely."

Countless mages watching the scene wore complicated expressions.

Owen was already a monstrous existence, and Leslie was no less formidable.

When their levels fully mature, not only the continent but Middle Earth-even the entire realm-would have to bow down before them.

Amidst the crowd, the Archdemon gazed at Owen, whose eyes were filled only with Leslie, and let out a soft sigh.

"So, Leslie is truly the one you love with all your heart?"

When Owen was with her, it wasn't that he didn't care, but his attitude seemed more like a

sense of responsibility, driven by a certain masculine sense of duty.

It wasn't the same deep affection he showed toward Leslie.

This left her feeling a little despondent.

When Elysia had urged her to seize Owen, she had refused, but deep down, she still harbored a faint hope.

She wished that her position in Owen's heart would surpass Leslie's, or at least be equal to it. But now, it seemed that she had been fooling herself all along.

While the Archdemon was lost in sorrow, Mary, dressed in a long palace gown, approached step by step, her gaze toward Owen and Leslie filled with the same emotion as the Archdemon's.

"Owen really is a scoundrel-or maybe all men are scoundrels!" she muttered, pursing her

lips.

"And you are...?" the Archdemon turned to look at Mary, intrigued.

After all, everyone else was filled with envy and jealousy toward Owen, but Mary's behavior was a little unusual. Her emotions seemed to run deeper.

"Me? Just a princess from a fallen kingdom, a wandering soul in a foreign land," Mary replied with a self-deprecating smile.

Since her mentor was pregnant and unable to travel, Mary was representing Luna Academy to offer their blessings.

Seeing Mary's despondent demeanor, the Archdemon remembered a mention in the records about a princess in Owen's past.

"You must be Mary, right?" the Archdemon asked tentatively, her gaze turning somewhat

friendly.

Mary's history with Owen was somewhat similar to her own-they both had feelings for him but could not attain his love.

"And who are you?" Noticing the change in the Archdemon's expression, Mary was taken aback. Then, as if realizing something, she gasped.

"The Archdemon?!"

Mary had been closely following Owen's movements and knew that he had been taken by the Archdemon to the Demon Realm, where a grand wedding was held.

Only she would look at Mary with such eyes.

The Archdemon nodded slightly. "Now that Owen has found his true love, we should wish

them well and cherish the past as a beautiful memory."

"I'm not like you. At least you had Owen for a time. But I never had him-mine was always

-one-sided."

Mary sighed.

She had always liked Owen, but he had become so exceptional that she could no longer keep up, his shadow now far beyond her reach.

Her feelings, buried by the ever-widening gap in power and now by her mentor's pregnancy and today's wedding, were finally being laid to rest.

"Sometimes, dead love is the best kind, the most worth cherishing, isn't it?" the Archdemon said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Mary seemed to come to terms with her feelings.

As she was about to speak further, the sky above suddenly roared with the sound of rolling thunder, shaking the heavens and dispersing the recently formed celestial phenomena. Countless dark clouds gathered in the sky, pressing down on the empire, shrouding the entire Azure Kingdom in a thick layer of darkness.

Everyone beneath the oppressive clouds felt a tremendous pressure descending from above, like a mountain weighing down on them, almost forcing them to their knees.

"This is... the nine top-tier factions of Middle Earth!"

"They're here!"

At that moment, feeling the terrifying pressure descending from the heavens, even those who

had been expecting the gods of Middle Earth to arrive in the coming days couldn't help but

feel a sense of dread, as if doomsday was upon them!

Countless mages in the capital looked up, holding their breath.

Middle Earth Academy City's representatives, including Edward, quickly took out their quills, ready to document this momentous event for history.

Duke Charles, Madelyn, and the others focused their attention on Owen and Leslie.

Whether they could survive today depended on the two of them.

Owen and Leslie exchanged a glance, holding each other's hands tightly as they looked up at

the sky.

They had anticipated this happening today, so their expressions remained calm.

"I didn't plan on a bloodbath today, but since you're here, I won't hold back!" Leslie's expression reverted to its cold, unapproachable state, her presence almost freezing the surrounding space. Countless delicate ice crystals formed around her, rising up to confront the oppressive force in the sky.

"The unfinished business in Middle Earth-let's settle it all today!" Owen's eyes narrowed as his body exuded a terrifying killing intent, surging upward to clash with the oppressive darkness above.