When the Marquess of West Berlin spoke, Arthur felt as though he heard that distant rapid exchange echoing in his ears—
Arthur, do you want a wife or not?
Ah, you already have a wife?
Then would you mind having two more?
Mind?
What if I give you some extra dowry?
You still mind?
Then I don't even want the family status!
In short, there's no limit to shamelessness, only levels that surpass it.
This master of West Berlin truly refreshed Arthur's understanding; he thought only his past self could be so shameless, but it turned out there was someone who could come close to his past self.
But that was in the past.
Now, Arthur had some standards, at least...
He could think to seek a shield in advance.
"Marquis, please stop speaking words that would affect our cooperation.
Marinda is the love of my life.
She is my only one."
