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?”

 

a**holes are

 

“Hey! We’re not delicate.”

 

have so much compassion that I can’t even kill a single

 

to

 

is not…You can just start, you dirty shameless jerk. Everyone knows that you are the least

 

I have to save myself the effort. I’m so hungry. I’m

 

did you bring to eat?… Oh, you brought a bottle

 

up, Ruve. We trust you! While you

 

“You b*stard.”

 

What were they doing?

 

mannerisms, Pietro lost

 

the same time, a strange sense of

 

was getting on his nerves and

 

properly, as if he were an opponent that wasn’t worth paying attention to, and he was

 

could he possibly provoke

 

“Your wife…”

 

of these! Molasses wine is the best

 

this sandwich?

 

He’s also

 

“I could marry him.”

 

enough, was buried in the shouts of

 

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

 

sorry.

 

“…….”

 

it’s a bit crowded here, but let’s

 

an eyepatch, and the other

 

gritted his molars, and soon

* * *

sick from one thing or another, but this was the first

 

first time in my entire life that I have rested comfortably

 

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

 

exhausted during the eventful festival, it took some time to fully recover my

 

I enjoyed pretending to be a patient, the Omerta family doctor Sergei visited me

 

wasn’t sick,

 

a quack, I seemed to have unintentionally shared

 

at me with sparkling eyes, but the words he voluntarily confessed were quite

 

you before, but in fact, your sacred core

 

“It’s almost nothing…?”

 

impossible, but considering your background, it was quite unexpected. It’s just my opinion, but I think your

 

there something magical involved instead

 

powerful priests without a sacred core, you must have

he got

 

was definitely

 

was explaining my symptoms of the annual sickness so far, Sergei listened silently with a focused

 

he opened his mouth in a serious

 

the age of 15, you’ve been sick twice a year, but ever since you came to the North, you have

 

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