The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

That's what Cellas was thinking that day.

Cyrus is getting on in years; the noble ladies of her age have long been married, and some even have children.

Find her a good husband, preferably from a noble family.

However, her daughter has never been fond of dressing up, but her natural good looks are no less than those of noble ladies.

However, nobles generally only marry into other noble families. At most, they might choose the daughters of lower-class people like merchants when taking concubines. Cellas did not want his daughter to become a concubine.

Moreover, based on his understanding of his daughter, Cyrus definitely wouldn't want to get married, and if she strongly resisted, Cellas wouldn't force her.

Serlas had a headache. Finding a husband for her was so difficult. Not only did the noble family have to be willing, but Hides's wishes also had to be respected.

Where can I find someone who meets these criteria?

and many more……

Isn't that adopted son of the Brant family a perfect fit for all these criteria?

As an adopted son of the Brant family, his requirements for marriage were not too high, and his social status was relatively suitable for a marriage between equals.

Moreover, the two know each other and have a good relationship. They often get together, and both are quite likely to accept each other.

This would also improve his relationship with Brandt, making it a win-win situation.

Without delay, Cellas immediately summoned Cyrus and asked for her opinion.

When Cyrus was called over, she looked impatient. She was just about to start an important experiment when she coldly tossed out, "What is it?"

Seeing Cyrus's attitude, Cellas immediately realized something was wrong, but he could only bite the bullet and say, "Look, you're already an adult, and you still haven't settled down in terms of marriage. I'm thinking of finding you a husband. See if you like him, and if you do, we can get engaged..."

Cyrus's eyes turned icy cold at a visible speed, and her impatient tone was tinged with anger: "No interest, I'm going back."

Having said that, he immediately got up to leave.

"Wait, listen to the husband I've chosen for you before making a decision," Cellas quickly pulled Syris aside.

Xirese reluctantly sat down, her cold gaze clearly indicating that she had already sealed the marriage's fate; sitting down to listen to him was merely a formality.

It's hopeless. Cellas sighed silently to himself.

"It's Brantga's adopted son. Aren't you two on good terms and often hang out together? I think he's pretty good in every way, and you two also have a certain emotional connection..."

Cyrus immediately stood up, ready to leave.

Upon seeing this, Cellas's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was completely dead.

What should we do? If she continues with this attitude, she will die alone. What will become of the descendants of the Grinvin family?

Well, let's just go along with her wishes for today. Maybe she just doesn't like it. Maybe we'll have a chance if we wait for the right person...

Thinking this through, Selvins abandoned his plan to force her and instead focused on making her understand the importance of the matter and his attitude.

"Where are you going?" Selvins snapped, feeling it was time to assert his authority as a father.

Ciri was bewildered by his shout and looked at him with a puzzled expression. She spoke quickly, "Go get ready, aren't you getting married?"

what?

Selvins suddenly lost his temper; it turned out his daughter had agreed to the marriage.

This change in attitude suggests that he really likes the Brant kid, and might even be... impatient?

Selvins immediately went from worried to happy, and his tone became cheerful.

"This is nothing. Marriage is not something that can be done so easily; it can affect your lifelong happiness. Let's go and propose marriage first. You will definitely have to come with us."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Selvins discovered that his daughter had vanished.

"Isn't there a need to be in such a hurry?"

At this moment, Selvins felt a pang of heartache. Marrying off his daughter was already difficult for him, let alone the fact that she was already turning against him before she was even married off...

……

"What?! A marriage proposal?!?!" Leah exclaimed, and began to look the red-haired, wicked woman up and down, who was planning to take her brother away.

Ed Brandt scoffed, "Shouting like that, what kind of behavior is that?"

Lia remained unconcerned, continuing to radiate hostility towards the red-haired, wicked woman in front of her.

Ed Brandt, meanwhile, lowered his head in deep thought, considering the feasibility of the matter.

Originally, because Gray and Princess Philippa were close friends, he even fantasized about whether Gray could become a prince consort, thus restoring the Brant family's status and allowing them to escape their status as impoverished nobles.

But he gradually realized that he was indulging in wishful thinking.

Even noble ladies look down on a mere adopted son. So what if Princess Philippa has feelings for Grey? Can a pretty face control one's life?

The king would never allow his princess to marry an adopted son of a noble family, especially one who had fallen on hard times.

So let's not dream of instant success; let's proceed cautiously and steadily.

Since other noble families wouldn't approve of a marriage alliance, then the daughter of the Grenwen family... is indeed a good choice.

He had a good relationship with Selvins, and the Greenman family was a major player in the fruit business. If a marriage agreement could be reached, it would be entirely beneficial to the Brant family.

Now, the Greene family has taken the initiative to propose marriage...

Ed Brandt was pleased with the marriage, but he still intended to ask Gray for his opinion.

While Ed Brandt was pondering this, Lydia had already begun to express her protest in her own way.

After sizing up Cyrus, she showed no regard for manners and launched a personal attack.

"Hey, you bad woman, give up on that idea. My brother likes big girls, you have no chance."

Cyrus instinctively touched her chest, a nameless fire igniting within her.

What's wrong with this kid? He has absolutely no manners!

Suppressing the urge to hit someone, Cyrus wore a stiff smile.

Don't be angry, don't be angry. The child is still young. We can be more careful in the next life!

No, no, calm down. She's Gray's sister, his future in-law. We need to be nicer to her now, otherwise the marriage with Gray might fall through...

A moment of patience brings calm...

"Leah!"

Ed Brandt shouted angrily, and Leah, seeing this, playfully stuck out her tongue and dared not speak again.

Ed Brandt smiled broadly and apologized to Cyrus, "I'm sorry, my daughter was rude. I'm very willing to facilitate this marriage, but now I need to inquire about Gray's wishes..."

He then immediately turned to Leah and said, "Go quickly and call your brother over here!"