How To Get My Husband On My Side

Chapter 107

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Ivan yelled, running behind Izek and taking the opportunity of having separated from the rest of the Paladins to berate his captain.

"I'm going to beat up that big bastard, why?"

"Is that all you're thinking about right now? Protecting your wife's boyfriend? Fuck, I'm not even sure that bastard will recognize us! And what if the rest heads this way after all? What if your wife does too?"

"I tried to divert them but it's impossible if no one ever fucking listens to me!"

Indeed, the reason Izek went against the Knight Commander's orders was to prevent anyone from coming near the Moon Tower.

The secrets related to Rudbeckia could never be revealed to the public. If, while confronting the Frost Dragon, it did happen to get exposed, then the amount of witnesses had to be strictly limited to the Knights of Longinus and the King's Guard.

In other words, only the greatest powers in Britannia, the Omertas, the Knights of Longinus, and the Royal Family, could know of Rudbeckia's ability and connection to the Frost Dragon.

Ivan understood that very well. The only problem was that...

"The commander is going to kill us."

"If he does that, he'll have no knights to lead."

"Your father will too. And His Highness..."

Before Ivan could finish the thought, a flash of lightning exploding right in front of his feet rendered him motionless. The loud bellow of a certain man that followed next had him cowering and regretting all of his decisions.

"Izek van Omerta! Stop right this instant!"

Despite his father's livid declaration, Izek kept on pushing forward, not once turning his eyes towards the two men in charge whose orders he was blatantly disobeying.

The Knight Commander and the Duke of Omerta shared a look, the same thought running through both of their minds.

"Where do you think you're going? Sir Ivan! Hurry up and stop him!"

"It's impossible for me to do that, Commander!"

Lamenting on his shitty luck and his presumably ruined career, Ivan sent out a prayer begging for the commander and the duke to understand and chased after his goddamned friend.

As the two Paladins vanished into the distance in half a second, the Duke of Omerta pinched his nose and looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

The events from earlier flashed before his eyes as a splitting headache had him angrily rubbing his temples. His daughter-in-law covered in blood, his son trying to kill the firstborn of the Pope... He had barely managed to separate the two. He hadn't even had the time to catch his breath before Cardinal Valentino completely disappeared from under his nose and a damn dragon and its legion of murderous monsters attacked the city.

To make matters worse, his blasted son had gone out of control, breaking protocol and going against direct orders from not only the commander but also the king. Not even the Duke of Omerta knew what to do right now.

The Knight Commander didn't look any better, his blood pressure about to reach heights it had never reached before.

Then, the man did something unexpected. He sighed and put his hand on the duke's shoulder. It had him unknowingly exhale his old comrade's name for the first time in a long while.

"Sir Barons."

"Your Grace, don't glare at me like that, and just avert your eyes."

Even though his manner of speech was rude, the duke understood what his old friend was trying to say and he rolled his aching shoulders, keeping his eyes locked on the alleyway his son had gone into.