How To Win My Husband Over

31

Chapter 31: Magic Stone Solution

[Warning: Mention of Su1cide]

"Don't touch her and back off."

At his cold voice that chilled my spine, I faltered and curled my half-stretched arm.

A faint blue light was emanating from Isaac's palm, holding Freya, who was vomiting dark red blood.

That's…

Isaac looked back at me one last time.

His calm face, which did not show any agitation or shock, was unexpected, but his cold frozen eyes were unfamiliar.

"Get out of here."

"What?"

"Ivan! Do it for me!"

Finally, others followed Isaac, who ran quickly inside the temple.

Ellenia looked at me once and also ran straight after them.

It was noisy everywhere. Literally, it became a mess in a flash.

I raised my arms blankly and looked at Freya's blood splattered on my long sleeves.

I remembered my sister.

To be exact, the last time I saw her. Blood that had dried up on her dry, slitted wrist…….

"You…!"

A rough touch suddenly wrapped around my neck.

No, what about this bastard? I never expected chivalry from you guys in the first place, but what the hell is this all of a sudden!

"You did it!"

"What…"

"I knew this would happen. From the beginning, you horrible witch!"

What?

With a loud clashing sound, the force that gripped her neck loosened.

Puck, puck, puck!

I swallowed the coughing that came out and opened my eyes wide.

An old man was striking Lorenzo's head mercilessly like a tin drum with the palm of a pot lid.

Lorenzo couldn't even dare to counterattack at the violent attack, and soon fell to the ground.

"Lady Rudbeckia. Please forgive this rudeness. This foolish son of mine seems to be out of his mind for a moment."

The man's eyes were cold purple as he bowed his head politely to me.

In other words, Marquis of Furiana directly hit his son.

It was a very quick-witted response.

This is definitely the land of Britannia, and at the same time we were at the front yard of the temple, and I am the daughter of the Pope whom the temple swore allegiance to.

It was foolish to accuse me and attack me while standing at this place as it would look like they accuse the temple and the Vatican together.

The problem is that the situation only to amply the animosity.

Bang, boom!

Before I could answer back, the loud thunder shook the world.

The screams rang. Someone who came quickly wrapped his arm around my shoulder and led me somewhere.

"Madam, this way…… Uh, damn it, please excuse my rudeness."

Riiiip, my blood-soaked sleeve was torn off by Sir Ivan's grasp.