Chapter 550 - 544. Black Wedding
A black and red metal ship, guests in black uniforms, and a dark place called the Deathzone. Not exactly a recipe for a normal wedding.
But then again, they were not a normal couple.
The circumstances of their meeting, and what finally united them, was the tragedy called death. Romantic dates? Where could they find a place for that within the grey wall of the Borderland, and the curtain of darkness filling their horizon?
Others made promises of a bright future, expanding family, and growing old. They made promises of surviving to the next day. Their bond was not forged through words of affection, but through the clashing of metals. Their love language was not hugs and kisses, but saving each other from the claws of the grim reaper.
But even if their beginning was started with tragedy, and their path was littered with thorns of miasma, at the very least, they wanted their ending to be a happy one.
And so did Zein, who had watched them from the sideline during his three and a half years in the Borderland. Even more than Radia and Joon’s, or Abel’s wedding, this one for him was more personal.
The two people he had been relying on, and unknowingly always taking care of him in the Borderland.
Just seeing them standing there, facing each other, was enough to put a smile on his face. The berserker’s slightly nervous gaze, and the scout’s unexpectedly embarrassed look.
While some thought it was just a symbolic move, it was probably as good as a legal registry for them, who once thought they would stay behind that grey wall forever. At that moment, they probably couldn’t help but reminisce about their relationship from start to end--a journey even longer than Zein’s other big brothers in Althrea.
"I’m going to apologize in advance if I make a mistake later," the ship Captain said with a nervous laugh.
Another nervous Captain returned his laugh with a wave of his hand. "Haha--just relax, it’s nothing that serious--"