How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 114

Along with the sound of a thud, rusty bars creaked as they came through.

 

“A bunch of friends who came out to play in secret?”

 

The blazing torches lit the space, which was the darkness itself.

 

The moment he saw a silver-haired man at the center of the group, Pietro’s back unknowingly stiffened.

 

It was not that he thought he might not see him again, but when his gaze met the snake-like insensitive red eyes, some terribly strange sensation began to run up his spine.

 

“Hey, did you hear that? He just called us friends.”

 

“Let’s pretend we didn’t hear that”.

 

“But Ivan, you told me to call you my friend…”

 

“When did I ever get an idiot as a friend?”

 

There was also that stupid brown-bear-like man standing among them.

 

For some reason, the atmosphere was not cheerful, and they all didn’t seem to be in the mood to chat.

 

None of them mattered except that one paladin, who stood far away with a torch and stared at him.

 

The noble who he wanted to tear and kill, who had been terribly annoying from the moment he first saw him.

 

However, in contrast to Pietro’s stare, the arrogant Duke Omerta did not seem to show much interest in him.

He was just casually looking at him, only to turn his insensitive gaze for a moment and talk to his friends.

 

“You did a good job, Galar. You caught him in time.”

 

“I know, I was laughing when I found out he left us all alone, but he did some surprisingly good work.”

 

“I’ll take that as a compliment. But…”

 

“What?”

 

“What should we do now?”

 

There was a moment of silence.

 

In the midst of focusing all their attention on one man, Pietro suddenly wondered what these men were doing.

 

As expected, was it because they were all nobles?

 

Indeed, even if they were popular knights, there was no way that the young masters who grew up nicely would be talented in that way.

 

For some reason, thinking that it would be more interesting, Pietro gave a fishy smile.

 

It would be pretty good to see them trying to torture him and accidentally letting go of the rope in the process.….

 

“What do you mean, Ruve? You’ll go first.”

 

“Why is it me?”

 

are

 

“Hey! We’re not delicate.”

 

too. In fact, I have so much compassion that

 

heard you used to be a

 

can just start, you dirty shameless jerk. Everyone knows that

 

myself the effort. I’m so hungry. I’m hungry

 

you bring to eat?… Oh, you

 

We trust you! While you start, we’ll hold the food

 

“You b*stard.”

 

What were they doing?

 

their extremely cool mannerisms, Pietro lost his excitement while sitting

 

time, a strange

 

this situation, that arrogant Duke’s attitude was getting

 

that wasn’t worth paying attention to, and he was

 

he possibly provoke

 

“Your wife…”

 

these! Molasses wine is the

 

made this

 

He’s also my

 

“I could marry him.”

 

enough, was buried in the shouts

 

soon distracted by an untimely, tingling chestnut hitting him, that

 

sorry.

 

“…….”

 

here, but

 

was covered with an eyepatch, and the other glittered as he

 

at his face, Pietro gritted his molars,

* * *

I have been sick from one thing or another, but this was the

 

the first time in my entire life that I have

 

to be known that I had not fully recovered yet, but in fact, I was no

 

time to fully recover my energy, but there was no reason to refuse a

 

the Omerta

 

because I wasn’t sick, but instead, I discussed my

 

called a

 

eyes, but the words he voluntarily

 

but in fact, your sacred core is very weak

 

“It’s almost nothing…?”

 

core is not impossible,

 

is there something magical involved instead of

 

big deal, if so. However, having been in an environment full of powerful priests without a sacred core, you must

got it

 

was definitely

 

I was explaining my symptoms of the annual sickness

 

later, he opened his mouth in a

 

you’ve been sick twice a year, but ever since you came to the

 

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