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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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Cover by Ying_

My Strongest Angel Wife with a System

A happy squeal came from the angel as she shared her other custard pie with Larkin, letting him take bites from the pie. Even if she really liked chocolate, she would rather consume custard pies in moderation. As she leaned on Larkin like he was the pillow instead, she remembered that matter about the accessory shop.

As she relayed the story to Larkin, his formerly satisfied countenance grew dark. Before she could ask what he thought about it, the archduke had grown cold. "Hmph, daring not to sell to the archduchess of Ellis Plains? Whatever comes after that shop is deserving to rain down upon him. Being an elf doesn't entitle him of any privilege not to sell to you."

"Oh, so the high nobility does hate it when someone refuses to sell to them? I thought it was just House Talcum..." Artie's eyes blinked. Then again, this shouldn't be happening frequently, right?

Lords and Ladies We don't Bother with Truly