Chapter 36: Transfer you to the Southern Border!

Moen was promoted in the early hours of the morning.

The Imperial House of Representatives' commendation ceremony for the Supervisory Council is also held today.

Looking at the House of Representatives in front of him where he had only stood guard.

Mr. Porter was extremely excited.

Behind him, his immediate superior, the Golden Eagle of Boris, looked very haggard.

Sure enough, it's still too much haste?
But after the old nobles saw the man's new handwriting, I'm afraid few of them could remain rational.

Afterwards, Boris's golden eagle wondered if it was a relic from twenty years ago.

But the problem is that the handwriting is too new and it is also clearly written in reference to the cult incident.

Although he still hasn't remembered everything, the first sentence he saw is enough to explain everything.

So, the monster really is back.

Even for this, the Grand Duke found a way to get Saint Constantine to cover for him!

Explanation for 'He is back'.

That's apparently how the Polis golden eagle sees it.

To cover his return, the Archduke hid behind the Saint.

How terrible!

Not only were so many major events involving the Saint and the Demon Lord involved, but this was just the prelude.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the imperial capital was already a meat grinder that had not yet started.

Every minute and every second from now on will be a torment.

Because this thing could start at any time and crush all the fools who dared to stay in the imperial capital.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to face the Archduke.

But his eagerness exposed a huge flaw - under normal circumstances, how could anyone be willing to voluntarily transfer out of the imperial capital?

This is the place where everyone is trying their best to squeeze in!

Whenever he thought of this, Boris Golden Eagle wanted to punch himself.

How can you be so stupid?
it's good now.

Honors by the House of Representatives.

This is clearly a sign that problems have been discovered above.

Otherwise, how could all of them be awarded honors in front of the emperor?

Looking at the door of the House of Representatives that he had been to several times.

Boris Golden Eagle hurriedly took a bottle of sedative.

This made him feel much better.

"Sir, thank you so much for your training this time!"

Potter, who was standing in front of Bolis, couldn't hide his excitement and said this to Bolis.

This was originally just a formal thanks from Porter to his boss, Boris.

But Boris heard something else - did he know that I had paved the way for him?

It shouldn't be.

The people above can find the problem, but he can't!
He was very careful in paving the way for Potter.

But why did he sound like he knew?

Did the Archduke tell him that?
No, why would a figure of the Grand Duke's rank say these things to a yellow-headed eagle?
Oh, I understand.

Someone from above told him!

After the Grand Duke returns, the entire imperial capital will surely undergo earth-shaking yet silent changes.

Because he is Lord Westeros, the only true dictator in this country in nearly a hundred years.

This means that the imperial capital is probably now full of the Grand Duke's people.

Then my abnormal behavior, plus the fact that Potter is also the Grand Duke's man.

Doesn't this mean that the people above me have already discovered that I have noticed the problem? !

It's over!
Looking at the door of the House of Representatives which is just around the corner.

Boris Golden Eagle suddenly felt that he was going to die in there today.

Trembling, Boris Golden Eagle hurriedly drank two bottles of sedative potions.

It was no longer an ordinary potion, but an extraordinary magic potion.

After drinking two bottles of sedative potion, Boris regained his composure.

Don't panic. Even if the entire House of Representatives turns against me and votes for the Grand Duke, they can't kill me in the House of Representatives!

Besides, how could all members of the House of Representatives betray?

Half of them are old aristocrats!
With that comfort.

The Boris Golden Eagle barely managed to complete the award ceremony.

Naturally, his transfer was rejected without giving any reason.

Potter was promoted to Silver Owl and was still under him.

Although I had expected it, it was still very uncomfortable.

Among his colleagues, Boris Golden Eagle clapped numbly.

It was also at this time that the Deputy Speaker who personally awarded them honors walked up to him and pinned an Imperial Gold Medal on him.

"Boris Haas, right? I remember this is the second Imperial Gold Medal you have received."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"I'm very interested in how you got your last gold medal. Stay and tell me about it later."

"Yes, sir."

Boris Golden Eagle agreed subconsciously, and then he reacted.

Why would the Deputy Speaker of the House of Representatives and one of the Cabinet Ministers personally ask me about a small golden eagle?
In the past, he must have felt that he was appreciated and was very excited. But now, he just felt that everything was wrong.

Especially when the Imperial Capital is now full of the Grand Duke’s secret agents!

Wait, I remember that the Deputy Speaker was promoted directly from an ordinary member of parliament to the Minister of Agriculture by the Grand Duke twenty years ago. As a result, he accumulated enough ability and prestige, so that after Her Majesty the Queen returned to the right path, she needed to use him to represent her own meritocracy.

Ah, ah, ah!
He, he, he is the Archduke’s man!

He must have read my transfer application and must have rejected it!

Archduke, Archduke is here to kill me!
After the Deputy Speaker turned his back, Boris Golden Eagle, sweating profusely, took out the last three bottles of sedative potion and drank them in one gulp.

This is a dose that could cause addiction to even a supernatural being, but does he have a choice?

In the vice speaker's office, Boris Golden Eagle sat down uneasily.

"Mr. Boris."

"Yes, yes, sir!"

Obviously, even if Boris Golden Eagle drank five bottles of sedative potions in one breath, he still couldn't suppress his wildly fluctuating emotions.

This made the Deputy Speaker even more suspicious.

His secretary checked very carefully, but found nothing.

The only thing that is certain is that the abnormality of the Boris Golden Eagle should have occurred when Potter and Harry handed over the important evidence.

He and his people have carefully examined the evidence.

And found some doubts.

However, none of these doubts can explain the abnormality of the Boris golden eagle.

At most, it means that the Yellow-headed Eagle discovered the fundamental problem of the cultists, but fabricated evidence due to lack of solid evidence.

The empire's golden eagle could not possibly be afraid of the evil cult. Even if he was really targeted by the evil god, how could he leave the imperial capital where the most powerful person in the country sits?

And what kind of discovery could make him not even want to report it?
After talking about the first gold medal of the Boris Golden Eagle, the Deputy Speaker simply got to the point:
"But where have you encountered injustice?"

"What? No, no, sir, why would you think so?"

"Then why do you want to be transferred out of the imperial capital?"

Since you can't find the problem, just ask it directly.

The Boris golden eagle almost got stressed.

Here it comes, the big one is coming!
He stood up hastily and his lips began to move wildly.

How can I explain it, how can I save my life?!
In the midst of extreme urgency, Boris Golden Eagle finally had an idea and said:

"Sir, we, the sound hunters, are always offending people. I have offended countless people from being a yellow-headed eagle to a golden eagle today."

"So, I want to leave before I really offend everyone. This time, I can say that I have left a wonderful record for my resume."

"That's enough to end my career."

"Sir, please allow me to leave the imperial capital and leave this dangerous place."

As he spoke, the Boris Golden Eagle could not help but bow his head and plead:

"Please, sir, while I can still walk!"

The Deputy Speaker was silent.

There are some golden eagles that died of so-called injuries.

And the House of Representatives could find no doubt about their deaths.

Or the House of Representatives will never find any doubt.

It seems that this is the answer, otherwise there is no other reason.

"I see, this is our problem. I'm sorry, kid, I'm sorry I didn't do enough."

Are you saying, I, I got away with it?

And I can be transferred soon?!
The golden eagle of Boris could hardly hide its joy.

"Let's go to the southern border. The nobles of the empire would never dare to extend their hands to the southern border."

Although the Southern Territory is semi-independent, the Empire can still do something about it, and there is absolutely no problem in arranging for a golden eagle to be unemployed.

Boris's golden eagle was stunned.

Southern border?

The Grand Duke's fiefdom?
'Even if the entire House of Representatives betrayed them, they couldn't kill people in the House of Representatives!'

Haha, so that's how it is.
The golden eagle of Boris became completely dejected.

After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"Can you please let me go and take care of my family?"

The deputy speaker who was really fooled by Boris let out a long sigh and said to him:
"You will be leaving soon, and you will be able to take care of your family by yourself then."

"You don't need an outsider like me."

Ah, so what happens to my family depends entirely on my personal performance?
At this moment, Boris no longer even thought about going directly to the emperor to fight.

"I understand, sir."

Seeing that there seemed to be countless more dejected Bolis, the deputy speaker still wanted to help more and said:
"You are going to be transferred to the southern border. You are unfamiliar with the place, so you should bring an assistant with you. Potter Harry is someone you promoted, and he has no noble connections. I will transfer him with you."

Do you want me to bring a monitor?

Is it so vicious?
Boris Golden Eagle was so stunned that he turned around and looked at the Deputy Speaker.

The Vice Chairman smiled gently and said:
"Don't thank me, kid, you deserve it."

What do I deserve?

Yes, who made me so cheap?
As a noble, you should know that you have to pay the price for seeing things you shouldn't see.

Very reasonable.

"Good-bye, sir."

Feeling heartbroken, Boris's golden eagle left the House of Representatives in a daze.

(End of this chapter)