In the next moment, he didn’t speak again, just gently released his grip on Ingrid’s hand, making her body go limp and retreat several steps, quickly supported by the two maids following behind her.

"Sir, how can you treat the lady like this? No matter what, she is your wife. It’s one thing to mess around with those... dubious demi-humans outside, but at least you should report back home, right? The lady chased you all the way here, and we couldn’t persuade her otherwise, it’s really..."

Behind him, the maid who had been expressionless suddenly came to life, patting Ingrid’s back as if she were startled, while complaining to Fisher.

She gently held Ingrid’s back, and at the moment of contact, Fisher immediately sensed Ingrid’s body going limp, her cheeks turning rosy, and her previous fear and pleading evaporating, replaced by a sense of intoxicating illusion; her coerced performance became more convincing.

"Sob... sob..."

Fisher squinted slightly; he had spent time with Elliog and certainly knew what happened when the maid came into contact with Ingrid...

She was extracting the Fallen Self from Ingrid!

These two maids were also demons... no, they should be demon servants.

"Dubious? Wife?"

Upon hearing the maid’s words, Rafael sneered, and with a "buzz" from his hand, a blood-red spear appeared instantaneously. The temperature inside the tent rose by several degrees, causing the expressions on the two maids’ faces to change slightly.

"Don’t forget whose land you’re on now. Are you looking for death?"

"Wait, Rafael, I have a feeling... something’s off. Besides, Mr. Fisher hasn’t even married you yet, how could he be married to another woman?"

Moli pursed her lips and advised.

Fisher’s body stiffened slightly, and Valentina’s figure subconsciously surfaced from his heart, but on the surface, he didn’t respond to the remark, driven by a strong survival instinct.

Actually, Moli had always felt something indescribable about Ingrid in front of her, sensing that her relationship with Fisher didn’t seem intimate.

She was not stupid, on the contrary, her observational skills were sharp and subtle, just that her thoughts typically didn’t easily come to light.

Unlike Rafael, Moli wasn’t prone to being overly emotional; even when emotions surged, she maintained her composure.

Of course, she knew what it would be like when Fisher had a relationship with a lady.

She recalled that during the time in Saint Nali, even with Elizabeth, whom Fisher had long broken up with, the atmosphere between them remained ambiguous, filled with mutual tacit understanding, not to mention women like Renie and Rafael...

But Ingrid before her, apart from her words, had none of that feeling with Fisher.

Before the opponent arrived, she assumed it would be some powerful enemy, making her and Rafael prepare for battle.

But now seeing her, this is it?

Listening to Moli’s advice, Rafael’s furrowed brow slightly eased, she also sensed something was off, but wasn’t as certain as Moli, and could only look at Fisher beside her, to gauge his reaction.

Seeing his solemn expression, completely devoid of panic, guilt, or conflict, the stone in her heart fell instantly.

It seems, indeed not his wife, he’s not married, and the wife’s position belongs to her...

Her mouth just started to curve up slightly, but Moli’s presence beside her didn’t fade away, quickly dropping her mood, she refocused on this "Fisher’s wife" before her.

Upon hearing Moli’s question, the maid before her coldly retorted,

"Sir and our lady are in a free relationship, if he’s not marrying our lady, is he marrying you? Over these four years, he’s always been with our lady, has he appeared elsewhere? Right, my lady?"

"Sob..."

Ingrid immediately nodded weakly, not daring any further action.

And Fisher raised his hand, interrupting Rafael’s forthcoming words, asking Ingrid directly,

"So you’re saying you came for..."

"Of course, to bring Sir back home, not to stay here in the Dragon Court."

"Sob!"

The maid spoke, and Ingrid followed by nodding.

Infering Barbatos or the Demon Species behind him don’t want him involved in this? Ingrid was the one who entered the factory with him, and the one who blocked his exit was likely Demon Duke Barbatos, so he followed the clues, using Ingrid to tell him not to assist the Red Dragon Court?

But with Rafael and Moli here, how could he abandon them?

Moreover, Saint Nali is his homeland, where the Empress Elizabeth also has ties to him; now her army is infiltrated like this, it’s hard to imagine the demons’ goals and her current state.

"What if I refuse?"

"Ah, if Sir insists, then we..."

Seeing them about to continue, Fisher looked at Ingrid, nestled in their arms, interrupting them and bluntly asked,