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"Is that right? Sigh, even if it's just a small imprint, I choose this." Although Ice Wind cannot be resurrected, after thinking about it, I still chose the Pope's suggestion. To me, Ice Wind was the first friend who truly entered my heart in this world. Even if it's just a small memorial, I won't give up on it.

"I knew you'd choose this. We still need to prepare for a ceremony. During the coronation ceremony in three days, I and the Grand Shamans will be able to bless you with this divine spell."

After parting with the Pope, I turned and left the main hall of the War God Temple. Reminded of Ice Wind, I didn’t feel like returning to my residence. Instead, I wandered out of the War God Temple and wandered through the streets of the Holy City.

Although the Holy City is an ancient capital that has stood for ten thousand years, the orc population and their building skills are ultimately less advanced than those of humans. Even though they had invited dwarves to help build the city a few times, it still fell far short of the prosperity and grandeur of large human cities. Not to mention the legendary capital of the Yellow Dragon Empire, Longxing City, and the commercial alliance's premier metropolis, Golden Paradise, even the capital of the Mercenary Empire, Star Shattering Abyss, which I have visited, is far more impressive than this city. So, after walking around a couple of times, I found myself back at the War God Plaza, where statues of heroes from past generations stand.

It was here last time that I encountered Dos, the son of Orc King Samantha, and fought with Biaomo, a young leopard Sword Master, which led to a significant breakthrough in my martial arts. Of course, my combat power now is entirely incomparable to what it was back then. If ranked by overall strength, I can now place myself among the top ten experts in the entire Orc Alliance. Looking at the orcs who are still struggling at the lower levels of Sword Mastery, I can now view them with an overlooking gaze.

However, it seems that this War God Plaza, either imbued with the spirit of the War God or conflicting with my destiny, has a way of disrupting my leisure. Just as I was about to examine the statues of these heroic predecessors, a crisp shout once again shattered my mood for a stroll.

"Hey, you there! Are you Xuanfeng or not?"

Chapter Ninety: Plotting the Marriage of Fated Lovers

Many times, the events of this world are enough to make one laugh or cry.

Regarding the Snow Wolf Chieftain’s plan to marry me into their tribe, I had always focused on the power struggles within the Snow Wolf Tribe, considering Chieftain Aihain and his son Parran. I never considered the daughter who would be used as a pawn in her father's schemes. In the face of conflicts involving hundreds of thousands of orcs, her will could be disregarded. However, no one expected that before the chieftain's strategic moves could even begin, I would first face the wrath of the target girl.

On the War God Plaza in September, a beautiful Snow Wolf girl with silver ears, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was shouting angrily at a Snow Wolf youth, her eyes blazing with fury and disdain.

"...You despicable person, don't think just because you have some dirty money, you can do whatever you want! Do you think you can force me to marry you? The warriors of our Wolf Tribe will not bow to your threats, and I will never sell my love. Go dream on, and crawl back to your home!" At first, I was confused, but upon hearing her mention the Snow Wolf Tribe and a marriage, I immediately realized her identity. She could only be the daughter of the Snow Wolf Chieftain. Judging from her tone, it seemed she had just learned about the marriage arrangement and had received a highly distorted version of the story, believing that I had used my wealth and power to force her into marriage, completely reversing the truth.

Although she wasn't a beauty on the level of Katherine, the girl was still pleasing to the eye, and at the prime of her youth, her appearance naturally gave her an advantage in the hearts of onlookers. Hearing her accusations, the orcs visiting the plaza couldn't help but shoot me accusatory glances.

However, I had long since perfected my Golden Bell Shield technique to a transcendent level, and my defenses were on par with Master Huang Yaoshi's Soft Spine Treasure Armor. Those glances not only failed to affect me but were met with my own glare, which, with the aura of a Sword Empress, immediately caused the onlookers to lower their heads and avert their gazes.

Although I've been seen as a murderous demon king many times, I had never been accused of being a villain who forces marriage with wealth and power. There was no need to guess; this fiery girl was undoubtedly the daughter of the Snow Wolf Chieftain. I had forgotten to ask her name. Although technically, I shouldn't know who she was or why she was scolding me, if I feigned ignorance and asked, "Little sister, who are you?", I would likely be met with another round of berating for "daring to do but not daring to admit."

So, I didn't waste any words and went straight for a counterattack.

"You want to marry me, huh? Hmph, ugly hag, you don't even compare to half a hair of my wife. You're the one dreaming. Even if every woman in the world died, I wouldn’t look at a hideous thing like you." The best way to clear my name wasn’t to deny it but to belittle her to worthlessness. Sure enough, upon hearing my harsh words, the surrounding orcs quickly changed their accusatory looks to ones that seemed to say, "You're pretty ruthless."

Uttering those words made me feel relieved. I had been unsure how to reject the Snow Wolf Chieftain’s marriage proposal without immediately breaking ties with them. Now, this girl had conveniently come to me, providing the perfect opportunity. With those words, even if Chieftain Aihain had a thicker skin than me, he wouldn’t dare bring up the marriage again.

However, this swift resolution came with a price—her resentment. Insulting a woman’s appearance like that would earn her lifelong hatred, and given that I had deliberately mimicked Master Huang Yaoshi's arrogant demeanor of looking down on the world, the impact of my words was amplified tenfold, likely more devastating than the Ten Great Divine Swords.