“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.”

 

a fight to become a dragon slayer. We’d only

 

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

 

do you like

 

what

 

“Dragons are cute.”

 

they’re cute. Pitiful,

 

that dragons look like those cookies. Or the

 

you still not going to

 

you want to try

 

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

 

eating the chocolate pudding, scraping every

 

prepared for whatever storm that might come in the future, after having

the refreshment time, Leah returned with Sir Ivan, and Princess Ari

 

okay to move around

 

than half an hour every day… I

 

a walk with the monster

 

like a chick being dragged to a slaughterhouse, even though it was just a walk in

 

the monsters and me, how to dispose of me,

 

“He’s a quack.”

 

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

 

the garden, which appeared more like a wild forest than a

 

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

 

him to interrogate me or something.

 

“About your runaway friends.”

 

“What?”

 

that the first

 

my dry throat and thought

 

for the first time then, but it wasn’t the same for

 

explain my first meeting with Popo, I’d have to bring up the horse riding

 

the start? He was too

 

with a slight frown, tilted his head a little.

 

look on your face, I don’t think

 

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

 

met

 

“What about Popori?”

 

Popori?

 

a horse on a forest road and got dragged into some kind of vine. When I came to my senses, I realized that

 

about my first meeting

 

how I ended

 

went to the temple to visit them, and was in bad condition, so I went out to walk around for a while and met Popo. Then,

 

say a word until I finished

 

and said nothing,

 

uneasy about my hand, which was held tightly by his hand, like a pot-lid. I felt as if he was about to crush it in

 

“Is that all?”

 

“What?”

 

else happen? Did you run

 

of

 

I overheard the terrible conversation between Lorenzo and Andymion in

 

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