She looked serious.
"Lord Ahtal, you are undoubtedly an honorable person, and you have the favor of the Goddess of Life, as long as you can overcome the restrictions designated by bloodline, you can indeed use the Sword of Light,"
Sorry, I'm totally not honorable.
Xi Mu silently thought to himself, but he had no intention of saying it aloud. He showed a hesitant expression and said, "Now is not the time for a wedding."
"It's alright, completing the blood pact is enough," Letixia gently shook her head and took out a sharp dagger.
"This is not the time to fuss over ceremony."
"Alright," Xi Mu nodded gravely, only to see Letixia cut her own finger, allowing blood to flow, and then she spoke to him.
"We can't prepare gold and silver goblets right now, so just drink my blood," she extended her cut finger toward Xi Mu.
After a moment of silence, Xi Mu grabbed Letixia's wrist and sucked on the bleeding finger.
