"What's piqued your interest? Does our opinion of churches and religions correspond with your viewpoints?" Erwin asked with an amused smile once the young man by the name of Chahan had taken a seat.

"I wouldn't dare to badmouth the churches," Chahan sighed with a wry smile. "I'm just a lone man of humble upbringing, how would I dare to raise any objections against the churches?"

After hearing what Chahan had to say, Erwin became even more convinced that they were the same type of people, namely people who detested the very concept of religion.

"I see. If you don't mind me asking, why have you gotten so drunk on your own?" Erwin asked with a smile, turning the topic of the conversation toward the young man. He then took a glance at Chahan before asking, "From the looks of it, it must have something to do with a woman, right?"

Onean turned her face to the side, looking at the street scenery outside through the window.

A hint of dejection appeared on Chahan's face upon hearing this, but at the same time, he was quite surprised, and he conveyed his surprise through his eyes as he took a glance at Erwin. Their eyes met, and a tacit understanding between men was instantly formed between the two.

A wry smile appeared on Chahan's face, and there was no need for him to elaborate on exactly which noblewoman he had been dumped by.

As for why the word "dumped" was being used, that was because Erwin had...