How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 93

 

I didn’t know how to talk to her at first, so I answered as soon as I could and pretended to open my pouch.

 

Then another awkward silence passed by. Oh gosh.

 

Certainly, there was a huge difference between knowing the content in your head and actually saying it.

 

If I didn’t know the end of this game, I would probably run out of the audience early in the middle of the first half or get confused like a supporting role commonly described in each such scene.

 

I didn’t know that in the common games of my previous life, the things that used to be described were such scary creatures.

 

“……Especially when the troll came out, I was so nervous that it was going to go wrong.”

 

I didn’t know what was more surprising after spending a few days with monsters in the frost forest and meeting the dragon, the one at the top, but the monsters jumping around the stadium today were different from what I’d encountered so far.

 

Even though it was ferocious, it felt so different from those who were reminiscent of wild animals in many ways.

 

Maybe that was why I was glad.

 

“I understand, but you don’t have to worry too much. The year Izek won in the past was much scarier.”

 

“Oh…”

 

“It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s getting easier.”

 

I see. So this was what getting easier meant.

 

It was doubtful whether half of the candidates who played today were alive.

 

I was starting to get confused whether the humans here were weird or just me.

 

Anyway, the situation still looked awkward, but I was grateful for the calmness.

 

I could feel her glancing at me through the mirror while smiling and pretending to apply the rough alongside.

 

She seemed to be hesitating.

 

Was she doubting that I threw up again? I didn’t know if she paid attention now, but…

 

“Is there anything else going on?”

 

Sure enough.

 

“Ah… nothing that big of a deal…”

 

“……Oh, so it’s nothing.”

 

Taking back her sudden question, Ellenia shook her head as if she were regretting right away, and no longer said anything or looked at me.

 

So I, too, kept quiet until she left first with her pouch.

 

* * *

 

Dinner was hosted by Omerta Castle after the match.

 

It was nothing new because this was just as I had remembered, but Cesare staying at the duke’s quarters made me so annoyed.

 

I didn’t know why, but I felt like I was being invaded.

 

it have been a little different if Izek was

 

it till the second half, would have been resting

 

here and

 

“Oh, Ruby.”

 

to the dinner table with a smile, I almost paused while

 

kind

 

the fact that Cesare is giving me a loving smile is absolutely abominable. I’ve been sitting next to him for a

 

Duke Omerta sitting right in

 

make matters worse, why is Alfonso

 

brother, and ex-fiance who has become an international joke doing

 

his embarrassment to me as if asking

 

had something to say to the Duke, which somehow

 

Aha, is that so?

 

now happened to be sitting face to face

 

luck or

 

your first time watching this match. How do

 

what they really

 

Alfonso but

 

was it just me who thought this combination was very

 

I imagined. Everyone… I just didn’t know

 

to worry about my son. If he were such a loser, where would your Holy Father have

 

perspective, but honestly, I

 

father-in-law said

 

Then, Alfonso started laughing.

 

guys drunk enough to go crazy? I don’t know what they are up to, but I don’t want

 

the least

 

laugh awkwardly and picked up a warm butter roll in the bread

 

soon as Cesare talked to me,

 

you must be nervous because

 

“…Uhn.”

 

grandeur of the southern nobility. Come to think of it, isn’t Rembrandt’s Vishelier Castle famous for its unique

 

me, who couldn’t answer properly because

 

Alfonso humbly shook his head with a smiling

 

style? It’s an ancient style that’s already out of fashion, so there’s no other hideous thing. Why is it that traditional style is so

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

swallowed hard, picking up another butter

 

butter to the fragrant bread, I pushed it into

 

is hard. Don’t talk to me, don’t talk to

 

you on this journey, but unfortunately, he must have been

 

Alfonso be able to guess how much Cesare is grinding his teeth at the fact that Enzo was sitting in the seat of the Pope of

 

leisurely as the world’s strongest with

 

brother and I got along well. It’s not that he couldn’t come.

 

“Huh, why?

 

don’t you? If he had been here, he would have messed around

 

I guess he’s still

 

happy with each

 

agreed with that argument to some extent, but at least Enzo was not a

 

swear word, chewed the other half of the butter roll, and this time I picked up white round

 

nice if he could’ve come. Right,

 

“Yes.”

 

felt very

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