I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

61. The Protagonist’s Move Name Has to Be Cool

The next day, when the wound on my shoulder was no longer affecting my rest and actions, Kefir also decided to set off, taking the “fruit of victory” back to the Great Ying Empire.

The three guys from the Rosia Empire had nothing to do with me, and as for the villain Louis XXIII, who had gone so far as to seek revenge on Kefir, he had already been taken back by the Great Ying Empire’s patrol team first.

As for me, after being dumbfounded for half the night when Kefir’s lips touched mine, the next day both of us tacitly chose to act as if nothing had happened. I dare not guess what Kefir was thinking, but I would rather this incident be treated as if it never happened. Me, a mere villain named Ojiride, kissed the protagonist’s lips and still want to live? Pretending nothing happened is already the best outcome.

After a few days’ journey, we entered the capital city of the Great Ying Empire, London. But before going home, Kefir decided to first visit a designated strength assessment agency to see her current strength. It seems that even a protagonist like Kefir looks forward to her “upgrade.”

At this moment.

Within my line of sight, Kefir inside the barrier easily shattered the high-intensity target used for testing, causing cracks in the barrier itself, and the old tester beside her shed tears of excitement.

“It’s settled, no need to wait for the results. Such a level of power, just by looking at the magic, is definitely worthy of the title of the seventh order. Truly a genuine genius of the Great Ying Empire, completely different from that cheater Louis XXIII.”

Even though Kefir is not his granddaughter, he seemed even happier than she was, “I’ll register it right away, but… Priest, what’s the name of the move Miss Kefir just used? I need to record it too.”

Do you people from another world have to shout out the name before unleashing a big move?

Seeing that I didn’t respond, the old man took the liberty to decide: “Then I’ll take the initiative and name that move ‘Blizzard,’ how about that?”

“So low…”

Such a cliché move name, isn’t it downgrading for a protagonist like Kefir? It would be uncomfortable to shout ‘666’ from behind Kefir in the future.

“Forget it, I’ll name it.”

Looking at it, the blizzard that Kefir just blew up was indeed a cold blizzard, and Kefir herself has white hair, so…

“Let’s call it ‘Shirakami Fubuki’ then.”

After the test, Kefiel the magnate was very satisfied with the name he gave me. I believe it won’t be long before the name “Shirakami Fubuki” will spread throughout the Great Ying Empire.

Then, just as the script said, Kefiel, who had undoubtedly reached the seventh tier in magic, also urged me to hurry home. Inside the carriage, even though Kefiel tried hard to suppress her emotions, I could still tell she was really happy, but…

As the carriage drew closer to Kefiel’s family territory, I felt something was amiss. Pulling back the curtain slightly, I saw red carpets being rolled out and white veils being dragged. What’s all this for? Even if it was that uncle welcoming Kefiel back, it didn’t warrant such a grand display.

Next, as the carriage entered the main house, it was even more excessive; gongs and drums began to play. However, that familiar sound finally made me feel uneasy: the “thump, thump, thump” sounded like the music played at weddings.

…

I shivered and immediately looked at the script! But it was too late, Kefiel, happy about her level-up, hadn’t noticed the oddities along the way, and the moment she saw her father, she happily ran out!

“Kefiel, wait!”

The moment the door opened, I knew it was over.

Because he was well-prepared, Kefiel’s father, Uncle Zerola, immediately came up with a servant, covered in musical instruments.

“Ding-a-ling-a-dong-dong-qiang~ Ding-a-ling-a-dong-dong-qiang~”

Kefiel’s smiling face immediately stiffened, not because of Uncle’s middle-aged man’s saucy hip-twisting, but…

The atmosphere around.

“Congratulations, Kefiel! Your father heard from the testing agency that you leveled up, right? Being with him, your future is boundless~ It’s perfect timing for you two to get married now, how about a double celebration?”

With Uncle’s call, the surrounding violin and drum sounds followed suit.

“Your mother is inviting the empire’s best tailor to make your wedding dress. Hey, dear daughter, what are you doing with a sword? It’s so inappropriate to wave weapons around at this time…”

The next moment, Kefiel’s already flushed face, strained to the limit with embarrassment and anger, finally snapped.

“Old fool, get lost!!!”

In an instant, ice and snow flew out, precisely wrapping Uncle Zerola up into the sky.

“Holy smokes! What kind of move is this! I’m shivering, daughter!”

This is called Shirakami Fubuki…

I glanced at the uncle spinning 360 degrees in the air then free-falling, and silently added in my mind.

“Come here!”

Immediately after, Kefiel, with a crying tone, firmly grabbed my arm and dragged me away from this place filled with “wedding style.”