How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 73

Chapter 73

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Because of his tone, Camu coughed a little and carefully chose his words.

 

“I mean, if your wife makes a mistake… Damn it, think realistically. I’d be confused, too. Imagine a grilled pig on a table talking to you one day! If she could understand all of their cries, wouldn’t she be disturbed if you were the one who was fighting? Would that not be a problem? What if they look at your wife sitting in the audience and show some strange behaviour?”

 

The metaphor with grilled pig was a bit illogical, but Galar also expressed his agreement.

 

“I’m most concerned about that, too, Izek. Even if the Duchess is good at dealing with it, you don’t know what the mad monsters would do. If you’re trying to rush into the auditorium, if it’s impossible, or if you’re trying to send a signal…….”

 

“What do you mean by signal?”

 

“Well, I don’t know, body language or something like that.”

 

A mysterious silence passed by Galar’s quibbling over whether Izek did not have common sense.

 

Izek, who had a fed-up look on his face, finally murmured as if he was sighing, “Who doesn’t know that? That’s why I’m attending.”

 

“What?”

 

Izek turned away from his colleagues staring blankly at him and watched the sunset burning scarlet.

 

The wild tricks used in the gladiatorial match to tame monsters had grown wild over the months.

 

So, these monsters were reborn as a perfect monster through hunger, torture, stimulation and drug injection.

 

At present, no one could tell what would happen if such monsters detected Rudbeckia.

 

That is why Cardinal Valentino could not be excluded from the stands as he came to take control of the committee.

 

So…

 

“I’m the only one who can kill them as quickly as possible without pain before they make a fool of themselves.”

 

It was a serious, unfortunate argument, but there was no pride or arrogance in his slow-flowing voice.

 

Camu and Galar did not even feel like refuting for once, because the words that came out were not plain but dry, and a very natural and understandable fact.

 

“So that’s why… but what if you lose in the middle?”

 

“There’s no losing. I’m the final winner of this tournament.”

 

“Are you serious?”

 

“I will do my best to save the spirit of the North and give pride to my uncle. Wouldn’t that be enough for me to have my own way if I get found out later on? My wife’s got some quirks, so there’ll be fewer people to question her with a man like me as her husband.”

 

Camu turned away and rummaged through his waist pocket for a leaf cigarette.

 

Meanwhile Galar dropped his leaf cigarette and spat out, “Then, we’ll have to attend.”

 

“What do you mean, ‘we’?”

 

“Me and you, Camu. And maybe Ivan and…….”

 

“Is this bear crazy, why are you suddenly dragging me in? And don’t you know that foul play is prohibited?”

 

“Who said this is foul play? Let’s go on a new adventure.”

 

“You talk so easily about this, just what do you think a gladiatorial match is?”

 

“You’re not confident, Camu? I’m disappointed.”

 

“This man, really…….!”

 

then that the sound of hooves getting closer

 

who became embarrassed, looked away from

 

stuck looking at the

 

f*ck. What

 

that you? Where have you been? You only show

 

you a**. Do you want

 

rarely talked this way, so Camu became speechless rather than enraged by his unexpected verbal

 

the saddle and approached Izek.

 

Iz, we

 

have you been to

 

at your house. Because of

 

to

 

about something, but in a

 

cheerful expression also became

 

your sister have an

 

that. She was playing

 

pretending to be worried?

 

almost ending when

 

met Ruby, too.

 

did not

 

was a moment of

 

“Ivan.”

 

“Huh?”

 

wrong? Why aren’t you

 

Izek’s question, Ivan went

 

the hell am I supposed to

 

been nice to have a spirit in his sword as Rudbeckia had

 

could tell

 

 

 

really didn’t

 

down. Do you think I’m here to argue

 

pat on

 

touch of tenderness and affection like caressing a

 

hair was so ruthless and barbaric that

 

let it go, and then I could take care of it for you… if you came to me. You don’t trust

 

‘That’s…’

 

strange it is. Why do you have so

 

were glowing

 

signal blared in my

 

like a scared

 

him, too? You’ve been looking pretty good lately, did

 

of making use of my frozen tongue, I

 

strong grip on my

 

sent

 

who you’re

 

“……AHHH!”

 

 

woke up startled by my

 

remember where I was and what

 

had fallen to my

 

dozed off in an armchair without realizing

 

to come to my senses, shaking my

 

was it

 

are you

 

knock, Ronja appeared. It was

 

she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and dragged her tray cart

 

you a meal, mdam. The princess

 

are you

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