Chương 521: Chapter 520: Event Manager of Dream Mist II

Celah Poots"Where is Miss Eva?" I asked Byron, activating Privacy around us.

"Her favorite place," he replied after a few seconds of silence. Likely asking his boss for permission before answering me. I nodded my thanks and walked toward Eva's favorite place. It is a spot by the pillars, nestled in plants with a splendid view of the city. I reached there and saw her sitting in her usual place. There is her son Devin and, to my surprise, Miss Cain. It is very rare to see her; she is always working. Beside her is another person, I am surprised to see here. Madam Cath.

"Having a problem, Celah?" asked Eva with a smile.

"Yes, the client wants the mist-crafted wedding dress," I replied to her.

"The store doesn't have any," replied Devin, and, as always. There is a drink in his hand.

"Please help me, Eva. I don't want to mess up my first job in the legacy," I requested almost begging.

"This is the velvet garden. Their money will take them only so far. Here, we don't have to accept their unreasonable requests," said Madam Cath. They are powerful people with all the money in the world. People like us are at their beck and call. Fulfilling their every wish.

"Madam Cath is right, just tell her it won't be possible," said Eva matter-of-factly. I am surprised to see them speak like that. I have been taught for clients like those, saying no isn't an option. If they want something, you get that for them. It isn't hard to get things if you know people and are willing to spend enough money. However, it appears I have a lot to learn. First is understanding that with the power of the Legacy, you can reject the unreasonable demands.

Both Chief Carla and Madam Caena had told me to reject any unreasonable demands from the clients confidently.

"I want to, Eva, but this is my first job. I want it to be as perfect as possible," I replied. In the future, I will certainly say no to the impossible demands of clients, but I do not want to do that in my first job.

"Can you do something, please?" I begged, and they laughed.

"Tell them to choose any dress. I will have June convert it to a wedding dress," said Miss Cain with a smile. It is not a complete wedding dress, but it's something.

"Thank you, Miss Cain," I thanked and thanked before walking back toward my clients.

"Have you got the mist-crafted wedding dresses?" the woman fired the question as I reached her. Sometimes, these spoiled brats baffled me. They think the stuff just fell from the skies, and they just had to say the words to their servants to make it happen.

"Unfortunately no. But, they are willing to convert any of these dresses here into a wedding dress," I replied, and her eyes flashed angrily.

"No, I want a real mist-crafted dress!" said the woman, stomping her foot on the floor like a child.

"It won't be possible," I replied firmly. If I had been home, I would have had to use more words to convince her, but as Madam Cath said. This is Velvet Garden. It is a privilege to have a wedding here. They could go to the other legacy with their money. They might be able to rent one for a few hours, but they will not get one similar to Velvet Garden in size and power.

"Then I won't have a wedding!" she snapped back. Immediately, I felt a couple of privacy skills activating. Enveloping those six. I can't hear what they are talking about, but I can tell they are talking furiously. There seemed to be some screaming going on, with tears starting to stream down the bride's face. I genuinely wanted to hear what was going on, but I stayed at a respectful distance without showing any emotions.

It continued for a few minutes before the Privacy skill disappeared, and the bride turned to me.

"I will take that red dress," said the bride. Pointing at the red dress with the golden borders. The choice isn't a surprise. They are the colors of the church of the goddess of wealth.

"It is a beautiful choice," I praised, while Byron looked at the store assistant. She quickly removed the dress and took it away while another store assistant placed another just as beautiful white dress in its place. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. I stayed there for a few minutes as they shopped for jewelry and other accessories before walking away to check on other preparations. Thankfully, they are all going well.

Hours passed, and soon, it was seven. I am on the roof, looking at a beautiful venue that looks like paradise.

"Tell the carriages to go ahead," I said to the mage and walked toward the man standing beside the stage.

"I hope everything is to your liking, Priest Saros?" I asked the Priest of the Goddess of Wealth. He will be the one officiating the wedding.

"Everything is perfect. I could feel the blessing of the goddess here," replied the man. I am not much of a believer, but if I was asked which church I like the most. Then, I would say it is the Church of the Goddess of Wealth. They are one of the least restrictive ones. Other churches might have a problem with officiating in a wedding at the top of a den of sin, as many call this legacy, but he seemed to have no problem with it. He is even enjoying himself.

"I am glad to hear that," I replied, and the man smiled as he looked around.

"People were very curious about what Lord Silver was intending to use the roof for."

"I have to say, I am impressed that he opened this space for people to celebrate their most joyful moments of life," he said. I didn't say anything to that other than smiling. However, the intentions of Lord Silver aren't that noble. I had met him again when he hired me. He told me to organize functions such that they would mesmerize people. Obtain the most emotions out of them. Since it is a legacy, those words could only mean one thing and one thing alone. Emotion essence.

He wants to host these functions so that Legacy would be able to harvest maximum emotions. It is what legacy does and to my experience. People are their happiest at cultural and social functions. More than any simple parties or other gatherings. This is my opinion. I could be wrong. After a few more words, I walked away and looked at other arrangements. Everything is in its place, with most of the staff becoming invisible. Hidden behind the mist curtains.

A few minutes passed, and I saw the lines of carriages entering the garden. They seemed endless, with everyone watching it. I could see people turning to watch the carriages as a shower of light began falling on them as they entered the garden. It is spells being cast by the mages that we have placed on the road of the garden.

"It looks beautiful," said Mr. Mastin, with tears appearing in his eyes.

"This is just the beginning," I replied to the father of the bride. They hadn't entered the legacy yet. Soon, the first carriage stopped in front of the legacy, and four people came out and stepped into the legacy. Click! Seconds passed, and the door opened, bringing the people. As they did, the colorful mist parted in front of them, revealing the venue.

"My god!" gasped the oldest woman in shock. The others were no less shocked as they took in the venue with eyes wide and beautiful music playing in the background.

"Grandpa, Grandma. I want to be married here," declared the girl of around twelve as she looked at everything with shining eyes. Her grandparents smiled and walked ahead. Three seconds later, another elevator opened and then another three seconds later, bringing more and more guests to the venue, with all of them mesmerized by it. They didn't sit on the chairs. Instead, walked around, mesmerized by the mist, the plants the view, and the beautiful art pieces.

Minutes passed, and all twenty-five hundred and fifty-two guests arrived at the venue. Click! I opened the door, walked inside the room, and looked at the bride. She is a beautiful woman with dark raven hair and green eyes. Wearing that dress, she looked truly otherworldly, with a train and a golden veil. I thought the changes in the dress would be small, but they have transformed the dress with the mist seeming to add life to it.

"You look beautiful, Miss Mastin," I said as she stood in front of a huge mirror.

"I know," she said, with her eyes never leaving the mirror. She seemed so enamored by herself that I wanted to roll my eyes, but I did.

"You will make entry right at eight, zero-five," I informed her once more.

"I know," she replied. I nodded and gave a knowing look to the three of my staff to have her ready before walking out. Soon, it was seven-fifty-five, and we asked everyone to take their seats. The staff came and moved people to their seats and removed those who sat on the wrong seats, intentionally or unintentionally. There is a delicate balance to that, but the staff is more than experienced. Soon, everybody sat down in their seats. There is not a single chair, that is empty. Finally, it is eight.

"Sent the groom," I said and looked at the mist curtain behind the stage. This entrance is going to be amazing. Thud Thud Thud! A loud, shaking tread rang out like a giant walking when the mist parted, and truly, a giant made of mist stepped out of the curtain with a huge leg forward. People gasped, seeing it as the mist giant fully revealed itself with the groom standing proudly on the giant palms. He looked happy. Grinning excitedly as the people watched.

The weight of the mist is light, but it doesn't look like it, seeing how dense the mist is made of. The sound is also artificial, but one would have a hard time believing that. The giant took one step after another before it reached the stage, where it kneeled on the ground, placing its hand on the stage for the groom to step out. Clap, Clap, Clap! People clapped loudly, and the groom soaked it in with a big smile on his face. I watched it, but my focus was on the clock. Soon, it is time for the bride.

"Send the bride," I instructed and turned back toward the mist curtain. Seconds passed, but the bride didn't come out. I was about to move toward the curtain when I felt a powerful gust of wind. It attracted everyone's attention, and they turned back. Only to see the bride in the sky with massive, colorful mist wings. As these wings flap, a large amount of air is sent forward, but nobody seems to mind that, especially not the bride, who is gracefully flying toward the stage.

Her face is hidden because of the veil, but anyone can feel her overflowing happiness. It took a lot of effort to manage it, with the Madam herself controlling this mist. The bride landed on the stage opposite the groom, and the priest of the goddess of wealth stepped forward. The ceremony began a minute later. I watched every little thing. If I saw any problem, I would have fixed it immediately, but there wasn't any.

Before I knew it, it was past midnight when the bride, groom, and immediate family and friends got out of the legacy and stopped at the canal, where they boarded the boats to circle the garden. These boats are beautiful. They were specially brought for the wedding. Covered in lights and with captivating music they completed the circle, signifying their marriage ceremony completed.

"Miss Caleh, thank you. The greatest day of my daughter's life went better than I had ever thought. I will never forget this moment, for as long as I live," thanked Mr. Mastin. This was the first time the man had spoken my name. Till now, he never referred to me by my name.

"It's our pleasure, Mr. Mastin," I replied. It is not just me, but the whole staff and, of course, the legacy, who helped create this memory that they will never forget in their life. The man smiled before walking toward his carriage. Seeing that, I finally relaxed.

"You did good," said the voice, surprising me. I didn't sense her at all as she appeared beside me.

"Thank you, Madam Caena," I replied as I turned to the woman. The woman smiled and walked toward the legacy. I walked beside her. There were a few things I needed to do before I could go to the apartment and sleep. Event Manager of Good Times Lv. 30. {Class Change: Event Manager of Good Times - Event Manager of Dream Mist} Event Manager of Dream Mist Lv. 31 {Skill Change: ….}...