"Ha, it looks like this duchess certainly has some tricks up her sleeve," Erwin chuckled with a suggestive expression. "I had a look at the map earlier, and the Delair Dukedom is a lot larger than the Boll Dukedom."

"What are you trying to say? It sounds like you want to approach that duchess to see if you can get her to develop an interest in you," Onean said as she turned to Erwin with an intrigued expression.

Erwin couldn't help but choke on his tea upon hearing this.

Chahan also faltered slightly upon hearing this. He had never been able to gauge exactly what the nature of Erwin and Onean's relationship was. He didn't know if they were lovers or husband and wife, but he still decided to offer some words of caution. "Master Erwin, I must warn you that that's a very dangerous idea."

"Did you hear that? That idea of yours is a very dangerous one," Onean chuckled as she clasped a hand over her own mouth, then draped herself over the table as she giggled with mirth with her hand on her own stomach, occasionally thumping the table with her fist.

"Why is that? Are you trying to imply something?" Erwin asked as he turned to Chahan with an indignant expression. "Are you doubting my looks?"

Only after hearing that did Chahan realize that Onean had misinterpreted his words, and he hurriedly explained, "Nonono, I'm definitely not doubting your looks, Master Erwin....