"Whether from your appearance or demeanor, you certainly don't seem to be of common descent, and the golden double-headed eagle... It's the mark and symbol of the Empire. You must be some noble's descendant from the Empire, right?" Pilazzo asked cautiously, "Of course... You don't have to say if you don't want to, we understand some matters."
"Me? I guess I'm a descendant of the Imperial Great Nobles." Fugen calculated in his mind, deciding to say just half of it, "Do you know Laine? Count Laine Macado?"
"Ah! I know, the one who exiled the Great Nurgle Demon 'Wound Master' and killed the Red Duke who plagued the Knight Kingdom for centuries, a hero of humanity." Pilazzo acknowledged.
"I am his brother, his real brother." Fugen said here, shaking his head, "I can only say so much."
"Understood." Pilazzo felt relieved.
So that's how it is.
