I Shall Cuck Everyone - Chapter 339: Zamira’s Wedding

339 Zamira’s Wedding

After completing Zagrath’s treatment, I receive word that Old Man Duke wishes to see me. Wiping my hands clean, I make my way swiftly towards his chamber.

Upon entering, I find Old Man Duke seated, his hands propping up his chin in contemplation. The room, in stark contrast to the rest of the castle, is a chaotic masterpiece. Roughly painted artworks adorn the walls, and scattered clothes create an unconventional carpet. A peculiar cat, its fur bristled, snarls at me from a corner, adding an extra layer of eccentricity to the scene.

“Old Man Duke, why is your room in such disarray?” I ask, eyeing the unconventional decor.

Old mam Duke looks at me, a wry smile on his face. “I figured I’d let loose and drown myself in drink for a while. The recent events have taken a toll on my sanity.”

I can’t help but burst into laughter at the unexpected explanation. Old man Duke catches onto the humor, and joins in the laughter. It’s a brief but refreshing moment of shared mirth amidst the chaos.

Once the laughter subsides, I turn to old man Duke, curiosity etched on my face. “So, what prompted you to summon me?”

Old man Duke leans back, a glint of seriousness in his eyes.

“I don’t know if I told you before, but I am going to take you to see the matriarch of the witch clan so that you can see Zella,” Old Man Duke says, his words slightly slurred. I raise an eyebrow, suspecting the wine might have played a role in his déjà vu moment; after all, he already told me this yesterday.

“Besides, your grandma is coming for Zamira’s wedding tomorrow. I sent words to her about her daughter’s wedding, so she sent a message back that she was going to come. Make sure you don’t do anything super weird,” Old Man Duke tells me, absentmindedly scratching the back of his head.

“Haa… Why don’t you trust me to some extent? Besides, it’s not like you’re still married to Grandma. You used your own two hands to ruin your relationship with her. Well, don’t worry, I won’t do anything to Grandma as long as you’re still alive,” I assure Old Man Duke with a smile, making my way towards the door.

The room’s ambiance is filled with the lingering scent of aged wine, and the paintings on the walls seem to sway slightly as I walk.

Suddenly, I pause in my footsteps, turning my head backward with a grin that could rival a demon’s incarnate. The mischievous glint in my eyes is hard to miss.

Before opening the door to leave, I decide to add a teasing tone, “Once you’re dead, though, I’ll take good care of Grandma.” The door creaks open, and I step out, leaving Old Man Duke with a bemused expression.

The corridor outside is dimly lit, the flickering torches casting dancing shadows on the stone walls. As I walk, contemplating the upcoming meeting with the witch clan matriarch, a soft breeze rustles through the castle, carrying with it a sense of anticipation.

Zamira’s wedding, Grandma’s impending arrival, and the prospect of meeting Zella—all these thoughts swirl in my mind like a cauldron of mixed emotions.

It’s another bright new day, and I wake up with my eyes fluttering. The room is devoid of any company, and the solitude feels somewhat peculiar. This solitary moment is a necessary ritual, especially on the red planet, where the groom-to-be must stay clean a day before the wedding.

As I ponder this, my wristwatch vibrates vigorously, causing me to tap the screen in frustration. The holographic images of Anne, Hayes, Misty, Aurora, and Blair materialize, their faces adorned with smiles, filling the room with a virtual presence.

Calling all my wives has become a norm after a lesson learned—one I won’t elaborate on.

“Hey, husband! You won the bet! I can’t believe you’re getting married to that woman,” Aurora exclaims, her excitement palpable.

“Well, it isn’t something I can’t achieve. Besides, I am only marrying Zamira because I really love her. We haven’t been intimate just to show my sincerity,” I explain, and a moment of silence follows among my wives.

“Should we come over there? It wouldn’t even take us an hour,” Hayes suggests, receiving nods of agreement from the others.

Sigh…

“Currently, our activities are being monitored on Earth. It might seem that everything is fine, and no one is watching us, but trust me, humans are crazier than you think. I don’t want them knowing too much about my personal life. Just give me some time to deal with them,” I reassure my disappointed wives.

“Argh… This is so annoying. By the way, husband, I’ve really missed you,” Misty interjects, playfully opening the buttons of her shirt to reveal her larger tits.

“You got bigger huh… Someone’s been eating a lot,” I tease.

“Fufu, the baby needs to eat too, honey…” Misty replies with a giggle.

“Waaah~ now that we can’t come over there, when are you returning to Earth?” Blair suddenly asks, her face filled with sadness.

“Probably, I will be back in three days because after the wedding, I have a few things to do,” I explain to my women.

After the heartfelt exchange, a heavy knock on the door disrupts the moment. I approach it, wondering who could be on the other side, and as I open it, I see a messenger at the doorstep.

“The wedding preparation has begun. You need to dress up your highness because the witch that’ll host the ritual is already here. And according to her, she doesn’t have much time to spare,” The messenger delivers the message to me.

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