Chapter 442 I am part Jamaican [1/2]
A little emotional, Earl, Noelle and I took a minute to compose ourselves. It was such a good feeling to be able to share such moments with those you consider family.
Suddenly, my adoptive mother tapped me on the shoulder.
"Dipshit , you should see the church your minions built! It is so beautiful! The redhead was amazing too, she took command of over 500 people."
"Ah, you must be talking about Cynthia. Yes, she is great."
"You're not planning on adding her to your army of wives?"
Good grief, even my own mother was making jokes like that now.
"Ma, I have no desire for more wives. My cup is full. Frankly, if only half of them had followed me when I enlisted, I would have married only that half."
"Good. Even if the old coots in the Bible had many wives, they usually married them all. And they were responsible for them and fulfilled their duties as husbands."
"Yes, Ma. I know."
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"Hmph. Even though I gave in, I still believe in monogamy. But it would break my heart to see six of my daughters crying because they cannot get a husband. I would be tempted to give birth to more just for them."
"Ma, do you have any idea how crazy you sound? How long would it take you to give birth to six boys? How long would it take for them to be old enough to get married?"
"So what? You reapers have all kinds of shady stuff going on! You can divide your body into seven like an earthworm! Who knows what is possible!"
"That... actually I have nothing," I confessed.
I couldn't give her an answer that made sense. Even I was just learning the rules of the Reapers. {Fates} were even more of a mystery.
"El, shall we go inside? I'm sure John would like to see the place."
"Right! Come on, dipshit! When I said small wedding, I didn't mean like this. Your minions are way over the top."
Noelle pulled me toward the church as Earl followed us. Along the way, all the reapers who saw me bowed slightly as I passed.
"Somehow I can never get used to a sight like this," Noelle confessed.
"What? People actually giving a shit about me?"
Ma made a face and started slapping me from behind.
"Look at this dipshit! Who taught you to talk to me like that?"
I couldn't help but laugh and run away from my adoptive mother. Only then was I able to take in the scenery. No wonder Phillip said they could build the Wayfarers Chapel in California in an afternoon.
That was exactly what they fucking did.
The church they built was an exact replica. Although there were some minor differences. Nature and human civilization blended as the forest and the chapel coexisted.
The walls of the church seemed to be made of the same wood as the forest. It created the illusion that they were one and the same. Gold accents and marble fixtures adorned the exterior.
As I approached, I felt a refreshing sensation. It was as if my soul was being cleansed. It was impossible for such a feeling to occur naturally. I looked around for the source of the blessings.
I found that the torches and tables were all radiating holy energy. The walls also glowed with what looked like Sacreds. The solemn radiance gave the makeshift building the majesty of a historic cathedral.
I also saw that, unlike a normal church, there were seven main doors arranged in a semicircle. Carpets that looked extremely expensive lined the aisles.
From what I knew of weddings, the bride was supposed to enter from the outside. So it made sense why there were seven paths. Each one probably corresponded to one of my seven brides.
'Wait! Aren't the brides' fathers supposed to give them to the groom? I know Lilly, Liv and Jo still have fathers, but Bella, Aki, Robyn and Jas did not.'
This was difficult, who would be the relative who could bring my girls to me? Technically, I could have Earl do it, but there were seven of them. And I couldn't exactly invite two Revenants to my ad hoc wedding.
"I know what you're thinking, dipshit. Lana, Bless and I would be the ones to help."
"Huh?"
"You were thinking who would bring your brides to you, right? Reverend Phillip has already made the suggestion. Liv will be escorted by Bless. Jo and Lilly by Lana. Aki and Bella will be with me. Appleboo will be with Robyn and Jas."
While I was happy that my family would step in, I planned to talk to the girls if they accepted. But before I could even voice my concerns, a certain phrase caught my attention.
"Reverend Phillip?"
Phillip? Phillip Scrivener? The monocled scammer from Hellsgate? He was a fucking priest? Him?
"Yes, Reverend Phillip. He was extremely kind. He even answered questions we had about the reapers," Noelle added.
'Fucking hell! Is he trying to trick my parents too? That monocled bastard!'
I wondered, shaking my head.
"Ma, I appreciate the family's offer to walk them down the aisle. But you know my girls are all estranged from their families. I am not sure they would be okay with it."
"Oh, you're right, I'm not sure. The Reverend and the wedding planner said the same thing, so I thought it was already the plan."
[My Lord, the plan to have the Simmons family walk the Sirens came from your harem itself].
'Eh? It did? When did they say that? Who did they tell? Why didn't I know about it?'
[It was after you proposed, my lord. While you were examining the reaper bodies of the Saviors. Cynthia Carmine used a soul cage and had a secret conversation with the Sirens. One of the questions was who they wanted to walk them down the aisle.]
'Oh? What happened next?'
[The unanimous vote was Earl Simmons. Next was Noelle Simmons. However, it was unrealistic to have both walk back and forth down the aisle, as it would not only tire them, but also delay the ceremony. So the Sirens decided it with their histories.]
"Histories? What does that mean?
[Earl Simmons would escort those who never knew their fathers. Jasmine Denel and Robyn Lithgow made up this group. Noelle Simmons, on the other hand, would take those who knew their fathers but lost them. That meant Isabella Taurus and Aki Miroku.]
When I heard the sad way the Sirens decided the vote. I felt my heart ache. I could not do anything about their parents, but I would make sure that my harem would not have to worry about our family in the future.
[The last group consisted of those who still had their father but were estranged. Josephine Benelli and Liv Ivaldi would go, accompanied by Alana Simmons. While Lilly Browning would go with Bless Simmons.]
I see. Pablo Benelli and Erick Odinson. I hated those bastards for what they did to their daughters. Surprisingly, of all my living in-laws, David was probably the one who had the least issues.
When I heard that the arrangement had been made by the Sirens, I reversed my position on the matter.
"It seems I was wrong, Ma, you are right, let's go with that. Thank you for walking my brides down the Aisle. But how would you, Pa and Alana walk two aisles at the same time?"
Earl then gave a gruff snort as he grumbled.
"I kept telling the Reverend that I was perfectly happy to walk all your brides. But your Ma called me selfish. That was supposed to be a man's job!"
"Appleboo, don't start with that monkey Kingkong I'm the King of the World crap. How long will you keep the girls waiting while you run back and forth? You hardly even exercise!"
"Then what do you call our romps in the sack? Aren't you always saying you're too tired?"
At Earl's remark, Noelle turned red as a tomato and immediately tried to silence her husband by covering his mouth.
"Appleboo! What the hell? I meant running! You run too slow! You have too much muscle and you are built like a wall!"