Was she trying to join me?
Dunn looked at the smiling Eileen before him in disbelief.
Had I already reached the point where people would bow down and pledge themselves to me?
Impossible. In an instant, Dunn dismissed the thought. He knew himself well enough. With his measly Charisma Attribute, anyone who did not draw a blade on sight already had good self-control.
Though Dunn could now control his Fear Aura.
Dunn's gaze flickered as he looked at Eileen. "You haven't taken a fancy to this little wreck of mine, have you?"
"It may be a little wreck now, but who's to say it won't become a great ship someday?"
Eileen gave Dunn a seductive look, and in her eyes, Dunn actually saw sincerity?
Sincerity, my ass. Were all these intelligence people such good actors?
Dunn's expression darkened instantly. "Out with it. What exactly do you mean?"
Had he not sensed that Eileen was the only High-Tier Classholder nearby, Dunn would have suspected that she was deliberately toying with him.
Seeing Dunn grow angry, Eileen sighed. "Lord Dunn, from the day you entered the city, I reviewed all the intelligence on you."
"Hmm?"
Dunn looked puzzled. Once he learned about the Duchy of Lionheart's situation, he had been prepared for its people to investigate him.
After all, the inspections at the station, seemingly strict but actually lax, showed that the Duchy of Lionheart wanted to establish the identities of everyone entering the city. Of course, they still could not detect those capable of changing their appearance.
But people with that ability who could also fool a Fourth Tier Perception Classholder were few, after all. It was no great issue.
Still, Eileen bringing this up directly now left Dunn rather puzzled. Did it have anything to do with her wanting to