Sina stared at Juan with her eyes wide open.

However, Juan continued speaking without the slightest change in his expression.

“Did someone with the same voice as mine appear in the dungeon? Was he wearing a black robe, with bandages all over his body?”

“Um, yes. You already knew that? Have you seen him before?” Swallan answered.

“I have. It seems like he was the one who overpowered me and brought me back from my rampage. That’s good to know, since I had no idea what happened after I lost consciousness. What did he say to you?”

“...He asked me to look after you. He didn’t seem to have any hostility towards you,” Swallan said as she studied Juan’s face.

Everyone here knew that Gerard Gain had stabbed the emperor in the back. Swallan couldn't help but be careful when talking about such a sensitive topic to the person directly involved.

However, Juan didn’t seem to care much and appeared uninterested.

“I see.” Juan simply answered Swallan as if he already knew.

“Wait. Gerard Gain has the same voice as you, Juan? Why is that?” Sina asked impatiently upon hearing what Juan had said.

“Gerard Gain has the same face and voice as me. The only difference is that he is younger than me and has blonde hair instead of black hair. The public often used to get confused; they thought we were the same person.”

Sina opened her mouth wide in astonishment upon hearing such a fact—she had no idea that this was the case.

‘Gerard Gain, an apostate who is an official enemy of the empire, has a face that’s almost the same as His Majesty?’

Juan was rather surprised by Sina's shocked reaction.

“It’s more surprising to me that you...