"Do you really have to look at me like that?" Onean asked as she raised an eyebrow, clearly making fun of the entranced look on Erwin's face.

"You're going to be mine sooner or later anyway, so why can't I look at you?" Erwin replied with a confident smile.

"Oh? You make it sound like you already have me in the bag," Onean said with a smile. Unfortunately for her, there was no magic power left in her body. Otherwise, she would definitely be teaching Erwin a stern lesson.

Erwin placed his arm behind the bend of Onean's knees, then swept her off her feet. At this point, this was already a well-rehearsed sequence for him. For her part, Onean made no effort to resist, circling one of her arms around the back of Erwin's neck while squeezing his cheeks together vigorously with her other hand.

"Where are you taking me?" Onean asked as she looked around at the peaceful forest.

"Half of your face is still covered in dragon's blood, so we have to get you cleaned up," Erwin replied as he also began to inspect his surroundings, trying to track down a source of clean water.

"What? You already can't bear to look at me just because I have some blood on my face? Then what happens when I become old and lose my beauty? Is this how you treat your women?"

"Once you get old, I'll just switch to someone else."

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