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Eren barely finished reading the first option before his back was drenched in cold sweat. Was this option trying to get him killed? He had barely managed to win Lysander's favor, and now this system wanted him to flirt with his daughter!

Before he could even check the other options, he had already erased the first one from his memory, as if it didn't even exist. There was no way he was going to sign his death warrant just to gain some charm.

He quickly shifted to the second option, but it left him even more shocked.

[Option Two: Tell a romantic poem to Lysander, and at the end of it, kiss his hand.

Reward: Charm +1]

Eren's jaw almost dropped at the second option, which was even more bizarre. Just what was this system thing? He was a straight man! He was never going to do something like this to another man.

What if Lysander took his words seriously? He didn't even want to imagine it. At this moment, the first option appeared much better in his eyes.

He moved to the next option, which almost made him faint. He was even more certain that his system was simply trying to bully him this time.

[Option Three: Tell a poem insulting the woman. And at the end of it, reveal your open disgust for her.

Reward: Strength +1]

[Option Four: Tell Lysander that you lied to him about being from Earth, and that everything you told him was what you heard from someone else.

Reward: Agility +1]

He didn't want to select any of the options. Unfortunately, he had no choice, as the system was simply going to be stuck on these options until he selected one.

He raised his hand and selected one of the options.

Lysander finished apologizing to his daughter for forgetting about their dinner plans. After he received forgiveness, he reached out his hand towards Eren.

"And this is Eren," he said, trying to introduce Eren. "He is my guest. He will be staying with us."

The girl had already noticed Eren's presence the moment she entered the main hall. She was curious about Eren's identity, since it wasn't often that her father brought someone home.

To hear her father introduce him as a guest, she was even more surprised, especially since she couldn't see anything extraordinary about him. Although he looked quite attractive, he didn't seem to have any overwhelming aura of hell lingering around his body.

"I am Estelia," she said, observing Eren with great interest. She could feel that her father seemed to have quite an affection for this man for some reason.

Eren took a deep breath, wondering if his extra life was going to be gone today. Still, he gathered his courage and started speaking.

"Estelia..." Eren began, his voice surprisingly steady despite the inner turmoil raging within him.

He had chosen. He would take the risk. He was not great at poetry, as that wasn't where his interest lied. Still, he tried to come up with one that could satisfy the criteria of the first option.

He gazed at her beautiful emerald green eyes, and started speaking, "Like a vision, you appeared across the room bathed in candlelight, a truly mesmerizing sight. My world was dark, but you dispelled the darkness, filling my senses with unexpected light."

He could feel extremely cringe as he tried to say what he came up with. He was certain that if a true poet heard his poetry, they were going to kill him for making such a bad poem. Still, he continued.

"My heart stumbled like a clumsy fool, never before affected in such a way. Everything else just vanished, hoping you'd look at me, just once, today. You are beautiful, standing in the soft warm glow. Just had to say it, had to let my feelings show."

He didn't let the cringe show on his face, fooling his mind into believing that this was nothing but a dream.

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As he spoke, he saw a flicker of disbelief in Estelia's eyes. It was as if she didn't even understand what was even happening. Was the man really saying things like these for her?

With a graceful gesture, he took Estelia's hand, his fingers brushing lightly against her skin. He brought her hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss upon it. He felt her hand tremble slightly at the touch.@@novelbin@@

[Charm +1]

He gently released her hands, as if trying to show that his actions were completely normal. He didn't even have time to pay attention to the reward notification, as he was too worried about Lysander's reaction.

Cautiously, he looked at Lysander. Just as he thought, Lysander also didn't know how to react. It was as if he was still trying to make sense of what had happened.

"You..." Lysander opened his lips, but before he could say anything, he saw Estelia kick Eren's chest, sending him flying back.

"He is your guest?! A person like that? Absurd!" Estelia complained, not staying behind another second. She turned away and left the hall, still fuming.

Lysander looked at his daughter, who soon disappeared from the hall. Sighing, he walked back to Eren, who was sitting on the ground with his back resting against the wall that had cracked from the impact of his crash.

"Are you alright?" Lysander asked while extending his hand to help Eren up.

Eren also came to a strange realization. He thought that Lysander was going to kill him for flirting with his daughter, but strangely enough, the real danger was somewhere else.

Lysander didn't seem to have any anger for him, but Estelia was different. Still, he felt somewhat relieved that he hadn't offended Lysander. He didn't care what Estelia thought of him, as long as Lysander wasn't affected.

"Are you not angry over what I did?" Eren asked, grabbing Lysander's hand who helped him up.

"Why would I be angry? If anything...." He seemed like he wanted to say something, but he controlled himself. There seemed to be some sadness hidden behind his calm exterior.