“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.”

 

to become a dragon slayer. We’d only be struggling to

 

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

 

lady, do you like

 

Well, what about

 

“Dragons are cute.”

 

cute. Pitiful, but

 

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

 

not

 

want to

 

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

 

weirdly peaceful atmosphere, I finished eating the chocolate pudding, scraping

 

spirit of being prepared for whatever storm that might come in the future, after having done things I had never done

the refreshment time, Leah returned with Sir Ivan, and

 

okay to move around

 

told me to walk more than half an hour every day… I couldn’t walk properly

 

had a walk

 

to a slaughterhouse, even though it was just a

 

how to dispose of me, or the case of Freya’s poisoning, which got buried

 

“He’s a quack.”

 

quack. Why the

 

as we walked through the garden, which appeared

 

palm of my hand, which was

 

interrogate me or something. This delay

 

“About your runaway friends.”

 

“What?”

 

that the first

 

friends. I cleared my dry throat and thought for

 

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

 

I’d have to bring up the horse

 

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

 

with a slight frown, tilted his

 

look on your face,

 

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

 

met

 

“What about Popori?”

 

name was Popori? It fit

 

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

 

stuttered and talked about my first meeting with

 

also explained how I ended up running away

 

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

 

didn’t say a word until I finished

 

said nothing, which made me feel more

 

about my hand, which was held tightly by his hand, like a pot-lid. I felt

 

“Is that all?”

 

“What?”

 

Did you run into

 

of trap was

 

conversation between Lorenzo and Andymion in the

 

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