Emerging from the western gate of Finklan, Erwin's procession of carriages didn't get to travel very far before they were stopped in their tracks.

He got out of his carriage to find that they had been stopped by Duke Tuhar and his personal guard with the nickname of "Wolf".

"What's going on, Duke Tuhar? Why are you waiting for me at such a romantic location?" Erwin asked with a joking smile as he approached Tuhar.

"Romantic my arse! I don't have time for things like romance," Duke Tuhar chuckled in response.

"I didn't see you at the finals of the tournament, so I thought you'd already gone back to the Fantiwenross Dukedom," Erwin said.

"I just didn't want to see you flirt with your lovers," Tuhar scoffed with a smile. "I originally planned to go back early, but I decided to meet up with you instead."

"What for? Is it because of that old slut from the Delair Dukedom?" Erwin asked as he raised an eyebrow.

Tuhar immediately burst into laughter upon hearing Erwin's new title for Sanfesa. "I knew there was a reason I took a liking to you."

After his laughter subsided, a serious look appeared on Tuhar's face as he said, "Make sure you don't take her lightly. She has a lot of tricks up her sleeve, and I heard that Prince Xar may have sent her a few...