The Bored Immortal-Novel

The engagement ceremony somehow came to an end despite the huge hindrances that popped up in the form of Sage Han.

Some were happy to see their Young Mistress get engaged to such a charming and domineering man, while others were worried about what would happen to their clan tomorrow.

Before they knew it, their clan had gotten involved with so many big names, making them wonder if they imagined it all.

After the ceremony between Nyissa and Viktor was completed, Voroz came forward and blessed them, offering the two happiness and well wishes for the future.

Even though this was not a marriage ceremony, he still wished them this since he knew there was a huge storm these two would have to face together and probably his own clan as well.

Nyissa and Viktor bowed respectfully as they accepted Voroz's blessings.

The next in line were the four chiefs to bless the couple.

Moriz Fujo, the man with a gentle smile and wearing refined viridian robes, came forward first and looked at Viktor with an appreciative look and patted his shoulder, "Young Man, I see a very bright future with our Young Mistress. No matter how small our clan is, you drove away a Sage from our soil with just words, hahaha. I don't think I can see a better day than today," Moriz heartily said while Voroz whispered frantically, "Moriz, restrain yourself! Others might hear."

Voroz himself was amused to hear his words, still he didn't want Moriz getting in trouble because of his big mouth as usual.

"Come on, Patriarch. I was only joking," Moriz said with a casual wave of his hand.

"Thank you, Chief Moriz. I think you might see more days like this today," Viktor said with a subtle smirk, making Moriz let out another peal of laughter as he patted Viktor's shoulder again, "Good, good. I like this boy. Where the hell did you find him, my dear Young Mistress?" Voroz asked as he looked at Nyissa. He had trained and given a lot of pointers to Nyissa when she was young, so he was like her Master in the past, though now he obviously has nothing more to teach her.

Nyissa remembered how she met Viktor first and awkwardly smiled as she said, "Maybe some other time I can tell the story, Master."

Moriz chuckled, "Alright. No hurry. But remember, if you two have any troubles, this old man is ready to go to battle any time. Hehe, I won't hold the line now."

Moriz left, and a stone-faced old man wearing gray robes came forward with silver bracelets on his wrists. This man was none other than the third chief, Umir Fujo, who took a step forward and simply nodded at Viktor and Nyissa before walking away, just like that.

'What a weirdo,' Viktor shook his head inwardly while Voroz sighed, knowing the eccentric nature of Umir.

Next, a mature beauty came up who was none other than Narin Fujo and held Nyissa's like a gentle aunt and said in a low voice, "Nyissa, do you have any idea how long I waited for you to find a man and how happy I am that you finally found one? Even your father was sick and worried about it though he wouldn't say anything to you. Such a doting father. I am quite jealous," Narin Fujo shot a glance towards Voroz as she trailed off.

Voroz awkwardly chuckled, hearing her words while Nyissa looked at her father with a bit of guilt in her eyes, not knowing that he was very concerned about her future but never told her anything about it.

"Auntie Narin, I promise to not make father worry anymore and also take responsibility for what I did today so that the clan won't have to face any trouble," Nyissa sincerely said, prepared to do whatever it takes to face the consequences.

She and Narin Fujo were really close since Narin was an old friend of her father's and took care of her while her mother was absent from her life. That was why Narin had more freedom in speaking with Nyissa and treated her tenderly.

"Why worry your head with these silly clan problems? We got it all handled," She then looked at Viktor and said as she scanned his entire body in a subtle manner, "Besides, I am sure this fearless man will protect you no matter what. Isn't that right, Viktor?"

Viktor smiled, seeing how protective Narin was of Nyissa, "Naturally. If I didn't, may the heavens smite me to death."

He knew clans like these loved to listen to words like these since they only took these kinds of words seriously/

'On second thought…not even the heavens can kill me sigh…'

"Viktor! No need to say such bad stuff like that. Take it back. Take it back," Nyissa, for some reason, adamantly said with pursed lips and Viktor immediately waved his hands, "Okay, okay. Not even the heavens have the power to smite me to death. Happy?" He asked with a chuckle. He knew that Nyissa probably believed in supernatural stuff like heavens, not that he blamed her since if hell exists, wouldn't heaven exist as well?

"How overbearing! Young Man, you impress this old woman more and more," Narin playfully said, although Viktor felt that this woman was subtly seducing him? Haa…my charms are indeed a bane for lonely beauties.

He had heard how Narin Fujo was still single as her husband had died early in an expedition very long ago. He felt that it was pitiful, and since she seemed so nice, he thought he could console her later.

Narin then casually talked some things with Nyissa while Karn impatiently tapped his fingers on his stick as he waited for his turn even though he didn't want to stand here a second longer.

His mood was quite sour, and he couldn't even vent his frustration and anger at this moment but hold it in. Not only had he failed to stop this ceremony, but his son was still missing after getting reports from his men.

Narin Fujo soon turned around and looked at Karn as she walked by, whispering subtly, "Careful, Karn. You are playing with fire."

Karn frowned, hearing his words, wondering how much this bitch knew. But he lightly harrumphed as he walked forward, only to see Viktor looking at him with a subtle smirk, making his eyes twitch.

'Does this bastard know something as well?'