Just as Byron found himself in a quandary, "Bill," who was thought to be thoroughly enchanted by the Fairy and simultaneously ignored by both parties, suddenly snapped out of it as if waking from a dream.

With a thunderous activation of the Sun Holy Sword, his whole body burst forth with golden radiance, transforming into a dazzling, warm sun.

Speed and explosive power instantly reached their limits. Light exploded from beneath his feet, and like lightning, he sprang into action.

In a flash, he clasped Regreler, who was in the midst of her dance, from behind.

"Ah—! Bill, what are you doing?"

"You just need to kill that guy, and the company will be yours! Why are you stopping me?"

Her Rhythm Dance was abruptly halted, and naturally, her spellcasting was interrupted.

Bruh had even stripped off his military uniform in advance, wrapping the Fairy's tiny upper body—incomparably small next to Tilly—entirely within it.

From the gaps, only a few strands of fiery red hair and a pair of enchanting, heterochromatic eyes were visible.

Regreler had thought this man was already hopelessly devoted to her.

He'd even dared to kiss 'Tilly'; now that he saw her true, fairy-like self, wouldn't he be so overjoyed he'd faint?

Caught off guard, she was controlled instantly.

After being embraced tightly by the man, no matter how much she struggled and kicked, Bruh remained immovable like an iron-cast golem.

Her soft punches and kicks felt more like a gentle massage.

"Stop it. Don't fight anymore."

As he spoke, he proactively dispelled the Cognitive Revision he had borrowed from Byron, reverting to his true appearance as Bruh, the 'Iron Wall.'

His towering two-meter stature, a chest as wide and solid as a shield, and a handsome face as cold and hard as granite.

Especially since Bruh was only a year older than Byron, his physical attributes were far superior to those of Bill, who was already in his thirties.

Young, strong, with a rare class, and of noble birth, he seemed an even more fitting match for the stunning Fairy in his arms.

"You too...?"

This time, it was Regreler who was shocked.

Forgetting to struggle, she slightly parted her lips, murmuring, "I'm a fake Tilly, and you're a fake Bill? And you're a young Oath Knight hiding your identity?"

Looking at Byron, who was approaching with an unsurprised expression, and combining it with the intelligence she possessed, understanding suddenly dawned on her. "So, you two were actually in cahoots from the start. The tales of loyalty at Iron Anchor Bay, which many Pirates delighted in, were all fake. All the internal company power struggles and conflicts were just a performance for the Newman Family to see?"

Absurd! she thought. They even wanted to drive a wedge between you, scheming to swallow up the Pioneer Guiding Colonial Trading Company and the Grenville Earldom. Little did they know, the real Hunter would appear in the guise of the prey. You two clearly wanted to use the identity of 'Tilly' to legitimately inherit the Newman Family's fortune.

As she processed this, her body suddenly stiffened.

No, why would you show me your hidden face?

As a clever person, she realized her 'fiancé' had absolutely no need to reveal his secret. What did this mean?

Clutching onto a one-in-ten-thousand hope, she pleaded, "I... I don't know anything. I'll don Tilly's skin again, find a place that will surely not lead back to you, and ensure she disappears plausibly. Let me go, and let's pretend we never met here, okay? I absolutely won't do anything to hurt you."

As she spoke, a foot as pale and smooth as a crescent moon slid up Bruh's trouser leg, gently caressing his iron-hard calf.

Her expression was pitiful, resembling a helpless little kitten.

Clearly, she had sensed the peril she was in and was instinctively trying to save herself. In Poets' tales, there had been too many instances of hostages who saw their kidnapper's true face being violently silenced. Yet, she hadn't realized something. After breaking the curse, she had developed a fondness for this man before her. He had been wearing a 'mask,' and she had known him for less than ten days. It was as if, at first sight, their souls resonated, like they had known each other for many years. Not only did she not want to hurt him, but she also never wanted to be apart from him even for a moment.

Bruh didn't rush to answer whether her proposal was good or bad. Instead, after introducing himself by his real name, he briefly recounted the story of Sun Knight Gawain and Fairy Regreler.

"A thousand years ago in the Kingdom of Hightins, an unsightly Fairy appeared before the people. She agreed to help the Knight King solve a difficult problem only if a Round Table Knight would marry her. Gawain, out of loyalty to his sovereign, volunteered to marry the unsightly Fairy.

On their wedding night, the Fairy allowed him to choose when during the day she would turn into a monster: 'If I am a monster during the day, you'll be shamed before the eyes of the world. However, if I am a monster at night, you will be unhappy in your own home.'

In the end, Gawain gave his wife the choice, thus completely breaking the curse. So the affection between the Fairy and the Sun Knight was mutual. Marriage isn't about one side forcefully controlling the other; it's about mutual respect, tolerance, and support. Otherwise, marriage is just a burden for both parties."

After reciting this, Bruh offered a good-natured smile to his 'fiancée' cradled in his arms.

"This was all told to me by the ancient hero, Sun Knight Gawain, during our Mental Sensitivity just now. But I think he's right. I like you, and I should fight for your right to choose freely."

Upon hearing this, Regreler's enchanting heterochromatic eyes filled with surprise and an ever-growing, fervent love. She said emotionally, "Bruh, you mean you've been so open with me just to be sincere, to let me make my own choice? Can I really be free at any time? Is that true? Oh, my dear, you're so kind!"

In this world, love by choice had never been mainstream, especially for the upper class. She had seen too many women live as mere appendages to men. Even Beatrice, the famous Third Order Grand Wizard known as the Versatile Enchantress—whose allure was widely known—could not escape this norm. To get ahead, she had to mingle with men daily, entertaining them with her charms, ultimately without a happy ending.

As they spoke, CLICK!

A thick anchor chain had firmly bound their Spirituality and even their Fates together.

This was the "Marriage Vow Chain," modeled after the Fairy and the Sun Knight from a thousand years ago, an exemplary married couple. It was also one of the strongest contracts in the world, blessed by Human History and the Silver Law, unbreakable.

No matter the subjective intentions of either party, whether there was true affection or not, they could henceforth never harm each other for personal gain.

However, earlier, even when most deeply charmed, Bruh had not thought of betraying Byron or completely embracing his fiancée 'Tilly.' Rather, if his lord was unwilling to spare 'Tilly,' the enemy's descendant, he was prepared to die with her to preserve both loyalty and love. His openness now was of the same vein.

Even with the 'Marriage Vow Chain' in effect, allowing the Fairy to choose, her options weren't 'allegiance' and 'freedom.' They were 'allegiance' and... 'mutual destruction!'

Those from the Hastings Royal Family understood the title 'Fairy' far better than the Dancer herself.

Before Bruh, this straightforward 'Iron Wall,' could voice the cold reality and shatter the 'spousal' atmosphere, Byron, who knew exactly what Bruh was thinking, suddenly interjected, "I have something to say."

"I know that inheriting a title generally includes inheriting the original owner's name. With some luck, one might even receive a portion of the memories of the title's past bearers. But ultimately, you have your own name. Your past and your true name can be shared with your husband, Bruh, in due time. For now, I shall continue to call you Miss Fairy Regreler."

Byron looked directly into her heterochromatic eyes, speaking earnestly, "You certainly have the right to choose. But, Miss Fairy, you... surely don't wish to see Bruh fail when success is so close, do you? For his sake, and for your future, how about we cooperate?"