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‘Love may not have a place in the weddings of this world, but wouldn’t it be happier to marry the one for you? I think so, too…’

Her thoughts trailed off as she finally reached the church’s door, but her gaze was still on Larkin’s face. ‘You have always been trying your best to create a better world for everyone. I wonder if you’re looking for someone you’d want to actually share your whole life with… with tons of political benefit or none...’

“I’ll find the person who’d make you happy...” Artie whispered while staring at the archduke and standing on his left, but Larkin only deepened his smile. “It’s not yet the time for wedding vows, Artie.”

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Promises were uttered, and vows were made. With the archduchy facing one of its darkest times, Artie Shen and Larkin Ellis decided to stand together against the horns of war and the clawed clutches of the past. Will their disguised platonic relationship blossom into something real for the sake of the archduchy? Or will it be for the loudest songs of their hearts?

With a dual-route system that could turn her into the most powerful angel warriors in the land, watch Artie Shen conquer different quests and task to ensure her victory.

In love and in war.

[BOOK COMPLETED, SEASON 2 IS SIDE STORIES NOW]

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[Disclaimer and Warnings:]
This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers.  

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My Strongest Angel Wife with a System

"Common enemies…" Herriot echoed as he released Artie. However, she didn't leave him on his own. Seeing that the archduchess was still looking at him, the prince only huffed and turned around to leave first. That was when Artie noticed that Herriot… didn't seem to be wearing something he should be. He was also awfully dirty.

"Herriot, did you slip and fall?" Artie jogged to chase him and whispered. The dirt on his clothes was not on his back. If he was training and rolling on the ground, it should be on both sides, right?

"Excuse me?" Herriot stopped and faced her again, but she only reached out to dust his shirt. He glared at the hand touching him so willfully. "Artie Shen, do you not like your hands? If you continue touching me—"

Not Know Who I Am