Holy Night: My Husband is Definitely a Paladin - Chapter 73
T/N: Hello, this is Marmalade! Iāve picked up this novel in the interim while waiting for Elphie to return. Thank you so much for your patience until now!
Chapter 73 is actually Chapter 72 in the old chapter numbering; I only adjusted it to +1 for my own sake so I donāt get confused while translating. (1 KR chapter = 2 ENG chapters, so right now Ch73~74 correspond to 37ķ in the raws.)
Additionally, just a minor change: magic ā miasma or demonic energy.
Thatās all! Enjoy reading!
Though he didnāt say it out loud, it was as if Micheal was demanding, āWhat did you just say? Say it again.ā
Instead, Michael grabbed him by the throat, lifting him into the air as if he were nothing.
Despite the manās considerable size, his body dangled from Michaelās hand like a paper doll.
āUgh! Uurk!ā
The man, unable to even beg for his life, struggled desperately, trying to free himself from Michaelās grip. Witnessing the scene, Irene rushed over in alarm.
āSir Michael! What are you doing!ā
āHe insulted you.ā
āI know, I have ears too. But… Iām used to this kind of thingā¦ā
She had meant to say that the auction was about to start, and they should just go inside and focus on it.
āYouāre used to it?ā
Michaelās voice dropped even lower as he repeated her words.
His rough tone resembled a growling beast, startling Irene, who instinctively stepped back.
Meanwhile, the man still suspended in the air was gasping, thrashing about. His eyes began to roll back, and foam formed at the corners of his mouth.
If this continued, they would need to clear a corpse before the auction even began.
āPlease, calm down and let him go! Heās going to die!ā
Irene, unsure of how to stop Michael, grabbed onto his other arm, holding on tightly.
She had always known he was tall and broad, but now that she was hugging him, his arm felt like a solid mass of iron muscle. It was hard to believe it was the arm of another human being.
āIf he hits someone with this armā¦ā
They might meet their god in one blow.
āLet him be punished after you put him down!ā
Irene shouted as she tightened her grip on his arm.
Just as her chest pressed against his arm, Michael flinched and dropped the man to the ground.
Fortunately, the man collapsed into a coughing heap, curling up on the floor.
āAt least he avoided suffocating to death.ā
Relieved, Irene exhaled. But then Michael spoke again.
āPlease, explain yourself. You said you were used to such insults. What bastards have spoken such vile words to you? I will personally cut out their tongues and punish them for their crimes.ā
Michael, who usually spoke in a calm and refined manner, now uttered harsh and threatening words. Irene couldnāt believe what she was hearing.
Why was he so angry? She couldnāt understand.
āI-Itās justā¦ā
Irene, trying to remember who had insulted her, clamped her mouth shut. Upon reflection, in this life, no one had directly insulted her to her face except for the man now sprawled on the ground.
āAnd this man probably didnāt know the current situation in the fortress, so he must have just been repeating baseless rumors.ā
For now, she needed to calm Michael down.
āI heard it somewhere else, before all this.ā
āAt the Countās estate?ā
āI heard it there too, butā¦ā
As she answered, Irene looked up at him in surprise.
āYou knew I came from the Countās estate?ā
He had never asked her anything about her past. Not in this life, nor in her previous one. Yet now, Michael spoke as if he knew her history well.
At that moment, the staff from the auction house arrived.
āI will return shortly after handling this matter,ā Michael said. He approached the auction staff and began to explain the situation.
āMy friend was just attacked by Sir Michael, who also hurled abusive language! How could a knight who serves the divine act like such a bruteā¦ā
The man, who had been pointing at Michael and yelling, suddenly shut his mouth and averted his eyes.
Curious, Irene glanced over and saw Michael glaring at the man.
It wasnāt the gaze of a holy knightāit was the wild look of a beast, poised to tear its prey apart at any moment.
In the end, the man recoiled, quickly supporting his friend and fleeing the scene. Michael watched them disappear in a panic before finishing his conversation with the staff and returning to Ireneās side.
āI apologize for not shutting his mouth sooner.ā
āThatās not something you need to apologize for. Anyway, letās not dwell on it. We should hurry inside. The auction is about to start.ā
With that, Irene grabbed his sleeve and tugged him towards the entrance.
His body, which never wavered even in the face of monsters, now followed her lead easily as she pulled him along.
