“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.”

 

fight to become a dragon slayer. We’d only be struggling to find their bodies

 

sense, but look who’s talking. Who were the ones who had

 

do

 

what

 

“Dragons are cute.”

 

they’re cute. Pitiful,

 

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

 

still not

 

to try it

 

head, I will lie down on all

 

I finished eating the chocolate pudding, scraping every

 

that might come in the future, after having done things I had

and Princess Ari

 

it okay to

 

half an hour every day… I

 

walk

 

did 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

 

about the monsters and me, how to dispose of me, or the case

 

“He’s a quack.”

 

quack. Why the

 

as we walked through the garden,

 

the palm of my

 

him to interrogate me

 

“About your runaway friends.”

 

“What?”

 

first time you

 

cleared my dry throat and thought for

 

time

 

first meeting with Popo, I’d

 

was he asking this question from the start? He was too good at

 

tilted his head a little.

 

the look on your face,

 

I had no choice but to be frank. The rest is up

 

met Griffin

 

“What about Popori?”

 

was Popori? It fit

 

was riding a horse on a forest road and got dragged into some kind of vine. When

 

I stuttered and talked about my first meeting

 

I ended

 

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

 

a word

 

said nothing, which

 

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

 

“Is that all?”

 

“What?”

 

else happen? Did you run into someone near the

 

of trap

 

terrible conversation between Lorenzo and Andymion in the middle, so I guessed that it counted.

 

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