Raydox hesitated, glancing at Sicar, as he responded, “It’s unexpected to suddenly be asked to shake hands.”

I could tell that Sicar’s reason for requesting a handshake from Raydox was to see his memories. However, since Raydox was avoiding the handshake, Sicar, with his personality, wouldn’t easily let it slide.

“Strange, isn’t it? It’s not proper etiquette to refuse a handshake, even for a marquis who should know better.”

Raydox’s face showed a bewildered expression as if he hadn’t anticipated this situation.

Seizing the opportunity, Sicar pressed on, “Do you plan to continue refusing a handshake?”

Raydox remained silent, and the two exchanged silent glances for a while.

Sicar was the first to break the silence, saying, “You seem to know something. If you don’t truthfully confess, you won’t be able to leave this marquisate today.”

Raydox, who had been standing there for a while as if enduring, finally spoke, but his words sent shivers down my spine.

Raydox let out a long sigh, removed the headband he had been wearing, and placed it down before saying, “If I tell the truth, will you spare her life?”

Raydox clearly mentioned ‘the one he sees in his memory.’ Did that mean Raydox also knew that Sicar could see memories? How?

While I was shocked, Sicar seemed to have already sensed it.

“I knew it. You’ve learned that I can see memories.”

“Promise me. Will you spare her life?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“I accidentally revealed something that should have stayed hidden. I thought Your Grace wouldn’t ask me for a handshake, but I was wrong. Your Grace is quick-witted. She has black hair and black eyes, like Lady Blake.”

Black eyes, just like mine?

“If you spare her, I will allow you to see my memories.”

“Just because you don’t show it, do you think I won’t be able to see it?”

“If you don’t promise, I won’t easily allow access to my memories.”

The two seemed like they would continue facing off for a while unless someone intervened. So, I mediated, “Your Grace, the marquis doesn’t intend to harm the one you want to protect. Please, let’s ease the tension.”

Raydox’s gaze immediately turned towards me. He nodded, seemingly trusting my words. However, Sicar frowned, looking displeased.

“Madam, do you know who this woman is that he’s making such promises for?”

What kind of woman? Probably someone like me, accidentally dropped into this place.

Considering Sicar’s knowledge of Raydox’s ability to see memories and the fact that he had become Raydox’s retainer, it was unlikely that he would be an antagonist.
“In my view, she doesn’t seem like she would cause harm to us. Right, Marquis?”

“Of course, Lady Marquis.”

“Then, please allow the Marquis to see the memories now.”

“I will do so.”

Raydox, now as if requesting a handshake, extended his hand to Sicar.

Sicar didn’t immediately shake his hand. He examined it for a moment and then reluctantly grabbed the wrist.

And he began to delve into the memories.

“As you said, there is another woman with black eyes, seemingly belonging to the same race as Yura. Now you know it too. My wife came not from a country on the fringes but from a different dimension.”

“Yes, that’s what I heard from her. She said she was from the East.”

Smiling at Raydox, I said, “If she said that, it’s highly likely that she came from the world I originated from. I have so many questions; can I meet her?”

Raydox, glancing at Sicar, spoke again, “She is very afraid of Marquis Blake… I think I need to ask her first.”

However, those words bothered Sicar.

“Do you dare refuse the Lady Marquis’s request for a meeting? Even if she came from a different dimension, she must follow the laws of this place once she’s here! If you don’t promptly respond to my wife’s request, be aware that the war with Yukandar may not be averted.”

No, not over something like that, a war.

I firmly spoke to Sicar, trying to calm him down, “Marquis, I don’t want a war to break out over such matters, so please refrain from making harsh statements.”

Sicar didn’t respond, but he looked at me as if to say, ‘Dare to refuse my wife’s request for a meeting, and I won’t stand idly by.’

“Would you be afraid if I told you that I, too, am of East Asian descent like her?”

“Yes…”

Raydox, after glancing at Sicar again, cautiously continued, “Although I said it was okay, she still remains fearful.”

“So, during the three years I’ve been absent from the Marquisate, you never brought that woman here?”

“Has it been three years since you learned about her?”

“Yes.”

“By any chance, does Lady Jeremi also know about this woman?”

“I got to know her thanks to Lady Jeremi.”

So, three years ago, both Raydox and Jeremi asked me about my homeland.

It wasn’t just a casual question out of curiosity.

“You’ve worked hard to keep it a secret for a long time.”

“There was no need to mention it.”

It was Raydox’s personal matter, and there was no necessity for him to disclose it to us.

“Marquis, then please convey to her that a woman named Jinyura, who used to work as a kindergarten teacher, requests a meeting.”