Chapter 163: Want to Protect

Erwin's face twisted into a comical expression of shock and disbelief, resembling someone who had accidentally bitten into a lemon-flavored pickle. He stumbled backward, his eyes resembling saucers that had been stretched to their limits. "Oh, my word! That was an unexpected twist!" he blurted out, his words tumbling out in a flustered manner.

The tables had turned on him, leaving him feeling like he had been caught in his own pun-filled trap. The realization hit him like a slapstick comedy routine gone awry. He couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of amusement and hurt by the woman's pun, especially considering she didn't even possess the very appendage she had referred to.