The sound of fireworks was so loud that the audience could hear them.
"Bang, bang, bang…"
Early in the morning of June 6, the residents of Magnolia were awakened by the sound of magic fireworks.
When they looked out the window, they saw that the whole Magnolia was covered with festive red. At this moment, Caesar had changed into a bright and festive dress, and he was accompanied by four handsome groomsmen. In addition, there were male wizards from the entire guild, playing music all the way as they walked toward the Fairy Tail Guild in a lively manner.
Such a festive scene was comparable to the magical parade during the harvest season, attracting a large number of residents to watch. People stopped to enjoy the sight, their faces filled with joy and blessings.
This grand wedding had become the focus of the entire city, making everyone feel happy and beautiful.
At the same time, major magic magazines moved like sharks that had smelled blood.
They followed the team closely, reporting every detail of the grand wedding. Reporters were busy recording each wonderful moment, sharing the joy with words and photos.
The whole city was immersed in celebration, witnessing the happy moment of the couple together.
At this moment, the Fairy Tail Guild seemed to be shrouded in a festive red tulle, the entire building exuding a strong celebratory atmosphere.
Caesar and his party walked slowly toward the guild's gate on the bright red carpet. Their steps were steady and solemn, every movement full of expectations and blessings for the wedding.
Mirajane, who was waiting at the door, was like a blooming flower, beautiful beyond words.
She wore a gorgeous phoenix crown and bridal robe, with dazzling jewels dotted throughout, contrasting with her luxurious red dress and making her beauty shine even more—like a fairy descending to earth. Her radiance was like the brightest star in the night sky, drawing everyone's attention and admiration.
Mirajane's eyes were full of tenderness and love as she stared at Caesar. At the same time, many magic magazine photographers focused on her stunning appearance, capturing the moment with flashes that created a sea of light.
Many women in the crowd looked at Mirajane with a mix of envy, admiration, and awe. Her beauty and grace were at their peak, leaving everyone present captivated.
"Ahem."
Master Makarov, dressed in a festive red shirt, walked between the two, taking Mirajane's hand in one and Caesar's in the other.
"I watched you both grow up, and I'm sincerely happy to see you come this far. From now on, you should accompany and love each other for life, supporting one another through everything. Oh, and have a baby soon—make this grandfather happy."
Caesar's mouth twitched slightly, rolling his eyes, while Mirajane blushed like a ripe apple.
Makarov then clasped their hands tightly together.
Though the gesture seemed simple, it carried deep meaning—it was the elder's official recognition and blessing of their marriage.
In that moment, time seemed to freeze. The world stood still for them, and the atmosphere was both warm and solemn, with happiness radiating from everyone present.
Caesar had simplified the traditional, complex wedding customs, keeping only the essential parts.
Without any pranks or delays, the bride was smoothly welcomed, and the two returned hand in hand.
Just as Caesar had promised, the phoenix crown and wedding dress seemed to set half the city ablaze with red.
The ten-mile red makeup amazed the entire city.
In the world of mortals, the heart waits only for one person.
Mirajane looked at Caesar with a bright smile, her face glowing with tenderness.
"I will marry you, in a rosy bridal gown, with true love and a graceful heart, without fearing the storms of the future."
"A marriage certificate to express my vow. Heaven and earth as witnesses, the sun and moon as our shared heart. If one betrays the other, it is to deceive the heavens. Such a crime invites ruin."
In front of Caesar's home, a grand banquet hall had already been arranged.
After bowing to heaven and earth and to each other, the banquet began.
As for sending the bride to the bridal chamber? That was for tonight.
Everyone in the guild, the residents of Magnolia, and even random passers-by were welcome to join.
It was a day for joy—why overthink it?
Dishes were plentiful, and drinks were free.
There was no master of ceremonies, only Caesar's cheerful order to eat and drink well. The wedding turned into a full-blown carnival.
Makarov was smiling from ear to ear on the high seat, blocking all who dared challenge his drinking capacity.
Of course, Caesar was also a main target for toasts. But Caesar did not follow martial ethics—he drank without mercy.
Jiro's capacity for alcohol was legendary, and Caesar's was no less. Many fainted, but Caesar's face didn't even turn red.
"Who's next?" he laughed, looking over his defeated opponents.
The banquet lasted from noon until night.
The moon was high in the sky when the drunken crowds dispersed.
Caesar and Mirajane held hands as they returned home.
The small house was now filled with festive decorations.
They sat together on the bed in the wedding room and laughed.
"It was a lot of trouble."
"But everyone was happy. That's what matters."
"Are you tired?"
"You're asking now?"
"Then…"
"Are the windows closed? Those guys are good at climbing in."
"They're closed. I even asked Levy to write a spell so no one can open them."
"… Just in case, I'll add more."
Caesar stacked thick quilts over the windows, then applied more than a dozen seals to ensure no one could spy.
Back in the guild, Levy sighed at the sealed crystal ball feed.
"This guy is way too cautious."
With nothing to watch, everyone left reluctantly.
If Caesar had seen that scene, he would have called them rifted old men.
When Caesar finished, Mirajane had already gone to bathe.
He waited, tempted to join, but held back.
When she emerged in a towel, Caesar tried to move in, only to be shoved toward the bathroom.
After his own quick shower, he dove into the bed.
The festive red sheets covered them, towels flew aside, and the quilt rose like waves.
Caesar's strength far outmatched Mirajane's. But when she, unwilling to lose, unleashed her Satan Soul, the battle became a matter of pride.
After a night of fierce combat, they finally fell asleep as dawn broke—on a collapsed bed.
The next day, Caesar and Mirajane were absent from the guild for the first time.
When Elfman and Lisanna came to check, they found them replacing the bed with a custom frame made from rare magical metals.
Changing the bed on the first day of marriage?
Both siblings were confused, but didn't ask.
Caesar silently thanked them for that.
Now, with the new bed in place, he was ready to continue the "battle" that night to see who truly ruled the household.