At that moment, Lucy's delicate face turned cold, and she said, "Darryl, now that you have said it. Goliry is lovely, and as a Saint in the Red Shirt Crusade, she is pure. But now she is in the pool with you, and you have seen parts of her body that you should not have seen.
"Now you are trying to erase all that by claiming it was a misunderstanding? Who do you think Goliry is? What do you think the Red Shirt Crusade is?"
Her voice was stern, and it was irrefutable.
'Er…'
Darryl scratched his head, and he felt awkward, not knowing how to answer Lucy's question.
'F*ck it. It's getting worse.'
Goliry's delicate face also looked perplexed, and her mind was also a mess.
"Fine!" Then, Lucy glared at Darryl and said, "I'm not a calculative person. Tell me, do you have feelings for Goliry?"
As the Cult Master of the Red Shirt Crusade, it was undeniable that Lucy had a strong aura.
Darryl hesitated and forced a smile. "Goliry is so beautiful, and I certainly have feelings—"
'Which man on earth would not have feelings for such a beautiful lady?'
However, he was interrupted by Lucy.
"Good!" Lucy smiled and said, "Since you have feelings for her, I'll grant your wish. You will be the Red Shirt Crusade's son-in-law from today onward. Let us settle your wedding with Goliry."
'Although Darryl lacks power, he is skilled at creating elixirs. Goliry will not suffer if she marries him.'
The Flora Knights, standing nearby, exclaimed and respectfully congratulated Goliry.
"Saint Sister, congratulations!"
Darryl was taken aback by the situation, and his mind was racing.
'F*ck. Isn't this too random? They marry Goliry to me just like that?'
Darryl stared at Goliry as his mind went blank, and he could not think of anything to say.
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