Women Are My Source of Money

Day 89: Chaos

'I'm very sorry, sir. I will be responsible!' said Eta who sounded sad from across her telepathic connection.

'Huh, it seems unnecessary. Let me just, this needs a little improvisation!'

'But, but——'

Yayan cut off his telepathic connection. He breathed for a moment before speaking.

“Do we go home? I'm not really interested in this wedding!“ yayan said in a lazy tone.

His three wives gave an unexpected response. They are expressing the same opinion.

“No!“ They shake their heads simultaneously. Rarely can it be this compact, let alone Vina and Andrea.

“I want to see Mr. Princess.“ Vina said the reason.

“Y-yes, I'm the same, anyway!?“ Andrea was embarrassed to admit it.

Micah just nodded.

'so, huh? Yes!'lah!'

Yayan slightly smiled wryly. “Ok, if you want so.“

Yayan was very sorry for his wife's decision. If this was the case he could not act to thwart Princess Rachial's marriage, making him baper and smooth out his plans.

'System, lay out the plan to Eta! I want him, he's in action. Oh, yes ... have him disguised to look like a man!'

[Good, Host]

Yayan bit his finger at the podium where the VIPs are being adorned for a place to say the sacred promise of marriage.

'You are so careless, Princess! You must have been threatened!'

Colosseum that was not too crowded now even increased every minute. They looked curious at the princess. The woman seemed to have her own charm. Meaning it was natural if he had a faction or even a sect that adored him.

The deck on the podium is finished. The marriage should start soon.

Brides and grooms appear on the main podium, the mains line up on the outskirts to let the bride-to-be show up. However, the priest had already been a guest. So, he just had to wait for the bride and groom to be united.

All the spectators were focused on the two of them. Princess Rachial looked beautiful in a purple dress, she was holding a bouquet of violet flowers. His face was covered by a transparent purple cloth, the Princess walked with her gaze constantly directed downwards, staring at the bouquet of flowers she was carrying.

'Will it be like this? I have to marry this bajin9an?' Princess Rachial is not willing to marry a man she does not love.

However, when he saw a smile from the King or his father. His heart was in a great dilemma. If he rebelled, then King Richard and the entire royal family would be killed instantly. The prime minister has prepared the right scenario, which is to make the Princess herself the culprit.

'They are so cunning! They turned all the royal families into puppets! Will I join them too?' Princess Rachial wanted to cry.

'It's my own fault! Why would I act foolishly to kill the prime minister for using my family?! If only I had followed their word to be patient, this would not have happened. A-I ... I will not ...“

Rudolf had already rubbed the face-cover on Princess Rachial's face. Two wedding rings are ready. The sacred event will begin.

The priest began to recite the question to Rudolf and the man answered aloud the chapter of the sacred promise of marriage.

While Princess Rachial was busy glancing towards the audience bench. Looking for the whereabouts of someone he knew among tens of thousands of people. The man who said he would solve the whole problem. Well, but Princess Rachial is self-conscious. That person must have been lazy because he had destroyed his plan.

Even so, Princess Rachial remained hopeful that the person would still be willing to help her.

'You …? I might have let you down. But, if you're really serious about how you feel about me. .. come here! Save me! I will accept you with all my heart.'

“Your Highness Princess Rachial, are you willing——”

“ ⁇ ⁇ !“ (Help me!) Princess Rachial said softly.

Shutt …

Clang …

The security officer managed to stop him. They wear bulletproof vests attached to several iron plates in vital parts. It is like a knight because he uses a sword as a weapon.

“What the fuck? Who is the person who ruined this event?“ rutuk Rudolf was annoyed. He ordered the security department to look for the perpetrators who might blend in with the audience.

“Till down, my son! He will be caught soon! Better focus on your marriage. I see, right, King?“

“Of course. Rachial, continue your marriage!“ King Richard IV smiled.

'No, you're not a father. She will definitely not let me marry this man!'

The priest continued to be guarded by 2 knights. They did not know that among the knights it was …..

Slashht ….

“Basic 435! He made Master's plan fall apart!“ said an annoyed knight who had just slashed the priest's head.

Conditions in the stands became boisterous, VIP guests scrambled from there except for the Prime Minister and the King.

While the spectators themselves also scattered out because they thought that this was a terror attack1s. Time cannot be calmed, jostling is inevitable. It's a mess, casualties may fall.

'Huh, Eta .. this is too big! System, use health points for everyone. Let no one be a victim!'

[Good, host]

[Transfer points]

Yayan is much calmer now. He looked at Princess Rachial. The woman looked a little more relieved, not as depressed as before.

'This is what you did, right? Not real terror1s, is it?' the Inner Princess Rachial stared at the 430 jeri in disguise.

Slash …

430 Slashing his knight comrades. Red blood hit the frightened Princess Rachial's dress and cheeks.

“Now it's your turn!“

The slash almost hit Rudolf, but it was a pity. He, the prime minister, and the King were suddenly attracted by a thin thread that was almost invisible. They were drawn into the arena and saw someone controlling the thread earlier.

“Thank you, Neil,” the prime minister told a man who controls steel threads.

“Stupid! Why don't you come with Princess?“ rudolft snapped, they only realized that the Princess was left on the podium.

The opportunity was utilized for 430 explaining the situation to Princess Rachial.

“You need not fear, Your Majesty! We are on your side!“ tell 430. He wore his black robe, the silicone skin covering his face was removed, he turned his back to the Princess so as not to look his real face.

“Master is waiting below! We have cleared the way for you! Get there!“

Princess Rachial suddenly ran out of the podium, picked up the sword of the dead knight and tore her dress to the knees. He can move freely now.

'Thank you, thank you.'

On the other side ... the condition of the stands gradually normalized, the spectators were aware that their attitude might be able to harm others. They were displaced in an orderly fashion after several knights whose real identities were 431, 432, 433, and 434.

“Huh, everything is under control! yayan said to his three wives who hugged tightly.

“T-so very dangerous, we're almost trampled!“ relieved Vina stroked his chest.

“Truly crazy!“ Andrea was increasingly unwilling to let go of her embrace of Yayan.

'Huh, this chaos will continue!'