“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 b*tch, 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 b*stard, 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.”

 

go out for a fight to become a dragon slayer. We’d only be struggling

 

look who’s talking. Who were the ones who had a scuffle with me in front of an angry

 

lady, do you like

 

what about

 

“Dragons are cute.”

 

they’re cute.

 

look like those cookies. Or the clumsy pretending-to-be-dumb

 

you still not going to use

 

want to try it

 

his head, I will lie down on all fours at the front gate of the temple and

 

peaceful atmosphere, I finished eating the chocolate pudding, scraping

 

whatever storm that might come in

Ivan, and Princess Ari also returned to the royal

 

it okay to move around

 

walk more than half an hour every day… I couldn’t

 

walk with the

 

I feel like a chick being dragged to a slaughterhouse, even though it was just a walk in the yard? Of course, I knew that my husband had a

 

the monsters and me, how to dispose of me, or the case of Freya’s poisoning, which

 

“He’s a quack.”

 

quack. Why the hell did his family have a quack doctor,

 

stormy silence hung between us as we walked through the garden, which appeared more like a wild forest

 

slid down from the palm of my hand, which was held tight

 

interrogate me or

 

“About your runaway friends.”

 

“What?”

 

the first time you

 

cleared my dry throat and thought for a

 

meet Griffin for the first time then, but it wasn’t the

 

Popo, I’d have to bring

 

question from the start? He was too good

 

frown, tilted his head a little.

 

on your face,

 

a cheat to be so tactful at times like this. I had no choice but to be frank. The rest is up

 

met Griffin

 

“What about Popori?”

 

name was Popori?

 

horse on a forest road and got dragged into

 

I stuttered and talked about my first meeting with

 

also explained how I ended up running

 

was in bad condition, so I went out to walk around for a while and met

 

say a word until

 

and said nothing, which made me feel

 

held tightly by his hand, like a pot-lid. I felt as if he

 

“Is that all?”

 

“What?”

 

anything else happen? Did you run into

 

of trap

 

anyone. I overheard the terrible conversation between Lorenzo and Andymion in the middle, so I guessed that it counted. Why was he asking me

 

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