I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 1007 - 654: Wife Floey

"Your Majesty Azure King, I will do my utmost to craft this gown for you..."

Archbishop Martin carefully cradled the emerald-like glass bead, bowing his head respectfully as he spoke.

Chen Lun pondered for a moment, then reminded:

"If faced with difficult choices during the crafting, you can sacrifice some of the feathers’ Strength, but the style must be elegant and beautiful, suitable for grand occasions."

"Grand occasions?"

Martin touched his bald head, mulling over the phrase.

An "important occasion" so esteemed by Your Majesty Azure King, with the gown likely presented as a gift to Pope Floey, thus...

An understanding suddenly flickered across his eyes.

Though deeply surprised, this Sun Demi-God believed his own guess, hastily saying:

"I understand your meaning, Your Majesty Azure King."

"Hmm."

Chen Lun nodded in satisfaction at this.

He then nonchalantly glanced through the items stored within the Blood Poem Ring, but no matter how he picked, they were just some extraordinary materials accumulated over time; they seemed fine back then, but now they felt somewhat "redundant."

So Chen Lun thought for a moment and turned his head:

"Ronan, as the ’God of Rich Fruits,’ I assume you possess a lot of interesting mythical materials, don’t you?"

Standing to the left of the throne, Hat Boy shivered upon hearing Azure King address him by his true name, his two chicken-like legs exposed beneath the oversized pointy hat trembled uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty Azure King, indeed."

A nervous voice came from within the oversized pointy hat.

The hat plopped to the ground, but the next second, it "grew" from the floor next to Chen Lun’s feet. Hat Boy stood up, lifting the big hat, from which stirring rustling noises emerged, as if he was fiddling with something inside.

Quickly, a pile of fine materials fell from beneath the hat, raining down with a crackling sound.

A growing mountain of various mythical materials.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone present, the pile even reached such a height as to elevate the petite Hat Boy several meters high.

"Your Majesty Azure King, these are treasures I’ve accumulated over several eras, totaling 1,489 mythical materials, including 201 from Demi-God-level mythical beings... please feel free to choose, heh, hehe."

Despite attempting a lighthearted tone, Hat Boy’s voice was inwardly filled with anguish.

He felt his heart wrench in pain, his organs twisting, struggling to breathe.

The top church officials heard that Hat Boy’s tone was exceedingly careful, even mingled with a hint of flattery amidst the humility.

"Very well."

Chen Lun glanced at Hat Boy, smiling slightly.

Then he turned to Archbishop Martin.

"Martin, you may freely choose from these materials."

Martin’s expression instantly turned excited, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Even the Empire’s most skilled craftsman since The Fifth Era had never seen so much mythical material at once... coupled with the feather of the Ancient God Emerald Bird, what masterpiece could they create?

He didn’t know, but he was willing to accept the challenge.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Azure King."

Martin took a deep breath, slowly rising, and then seriously selected materials in front of the mythical mound.

Everyone remained silent, merely watching with curiosity and amazement, for such a scene was indeed staggering. Thousands of mythical materials piled carelessly; perhaps only Ronan, the "God of Rich Fruits" under Azure King’s command, could exhibit such a depth of reserves?

Chen Lun did not rush, calmly waiting.

Meanwhile, Hat Boy’s eyes were fixed on Martin’s actions.

Inwardly, he couldn’t help but complain:

"Damn bald head! Don’t! Don’t take that! Damn it! That is the mythical gem I painstakingly stole from a Dragon’s Lair during the Second Era..."

Soon, Martin’s hand reached for a spindle-shaped fabric shimmering with brilliant Points, causing Hat Boy to shudder.

"Ah! Get your disgusting hand away from there! That’s my favorite thing, the fabric from Constellation’s Angels!"

"Don’t take that, don’t..."

"You damn bald head, how are you so discerning, you’re so cruel..."

Hat Boy’s heart couldn’t stop bleeding, his inward complaints knew no pause.

Suddenly, he noticed Azure King tilting his head towards him, watching with a piercing gaze that seemed to penetrate his soul, devoid of any emotion.

Hat Boy shivered again, forcing a laugh as a warm, courteous voice emerged from the big pointy hat:

"Take it all, take..."

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty Ronan."

Martin cradled his hand-picked mythical materials, turning to bow before the petite Hat Boy with a satisfied look on his face.

In addition to the main gown, he specifically selected seven materials to craft a "veil," "shawl," "finger cot," and "skirt train"...

As a master craftsman, Martin was proficient in all facets.

He knew well that Azure King desired far more than a plain gown...

But a wedding dress fit for a grand ceremony!

"Your Majesty Azure King, I’ve made my selection, these will do."

Martin respectfully addressed the azure-robed figure.

"Hmm."

Chen Lun smiled and nodded.

"No need to rush the work, take your time. If anything is lacking, you may pray to me at any time."

"Yes, Your Majesty Azure King."

Martin promptly replied.

Yet, beside them, Hat Boy trembled again.

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Night.

The Proud Sun sank slowly in the Immortal Realm, while a bright, clear Moon rose.

In the center of the City of Cats, beside the tall White Tower within the Dawn Cathedral, Archbishops Martin and Carmen were absent. Noah, Anton, Alec, Maggie, and Connie all sat upright in the courtyard, gazing at the Moon.

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