Chapter 46

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“I gave that to you.”

There was a moment of silence. My husband, leaking the dark aura of Satan’s incarnation came into my blank view.

“Hey, you son of a bitch, why are you looking at my sister like that? Why are you trying to get into a fight with me?”

It wasn’t unreasonable for Sir Ivan to get angry and act like this.

I genuinely wondered if the cocoa from before had something in it.

“It is one of the seven sins to covet others’ belongings.”

“What do you mean? This bastard, trying to act pure all of a sudden… What’s wrong with having some pudding? Ah, so cheap. Leah, just eat something else!”

“Yes, I don’t mind eating something else.”

Unexpectedly, Leah nodded her head and pulled the strawberry pudding plate.

Ari, who was staring at her cousin with a blank face, also pretended to go back to eating.

No, I’d never heard of this sin. I didn’t want to eat this!

“Come on, eat.”

Ellenia, who became as dumbfounded as I was, sighed.

Therefore, I, who was caught up in the awkward mood, scooped up the giant chocolate pudding and put it in my mouth.

A sweet lingering taste spread throughout my mouth.

Ha, it’s really delicious.

I couldn’t help the habitual reluctance, but it’d been a while since I tasted something so delicious.

“Is everything alright now?”

“It seems like the temple wants to catch the ice dragon and put him in the gladiatorial match.”

“Is that possible?”

“Because he’s still a young dragon, Princess. We can deal with it, but it’s a common opinion to let him go for now and watch.”

I listened carefully to the conversation between the two Paladins and Ellenia.

The dragon was still a kid.

But a gladiatorial match? What kind of trap is that for an endangered species that’d been around for decades?

“The trainees have dried up searching, so if the dragon has some awareness, he should be fine.” Izek, who muttered sarcastically, suddenly glanced sideways at me. Why me?

Ellenia, who knew nothing, looked tense.

“It’s fair to say, but the more active dragons are, the more monsters there are.”

“Not necessarily. The amount of monsters killed is about as good as the number of dragons killed.”

“I’m more worried that ambitious youngsters will go out for a fight to become a dragon slayer. We’d only be struggling to find their bodies later, won’t we?”

It makes sense, but look who’s talking. Who were the ones who had a scuffle with me in front of an angry dragon?

“My lady, do you like dragons?”

“…ahahaha. Well, what about you?”

“Dragons are cute.”

“Yes, they’re cute. Pitiful, but cute.”

Ari and Leah seem to imagine that dragons look like those cookies. Or the clumsy pretending-to-be-dumb creatures in fairy tales.

“But are you still not going to use the wreath?”

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