Chapter 6 I want to make progress so much!

Looking at the three hunters in front of her, Elmeilan felt unwell.

But he still looked timid and puzzled:

"I, I didn't do anything. Did I do something wrong?"

Have I been discovered as a time traveler?
No, I have always been very careful!

And this formation doesn't look like it.

As for the three silver crossbows aimed at Elmeilan's forehead, they could only be considered basic operations of the sound-hunting soldiers.

This is to ensure safety. Anyway, they will not attack unless the other party does anything.

If Elmeilan's identity was confirmed, according to Elmeilan's understanding, the other party would have directly broken into the house and arrested her violently.

So what's going on?
But no matter what, everything is very serious for Elmeilan at the moment.

After all, even if her identity as a time traveler was not discovered, as long as she was brought back to the Supervisory Office and questioned a few more times, she might be exposed because she could not match her information with that of her original body.

Although she had made preparations, she was an outsider after all and was not aware of the details of the interrogation by the Supervisory Council or the specific situation of her original body.

She also heard that because the Supervisory Commission let go of the senior who jumped into the sewage and dived deep, after they realized what was happening, they basically questioned every suspicious person.

If she went there in this condition, she would not be able to escape.

But, she couldn't say no.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a direct confession?
The hunter standing in the front said:
"It's just some routine inspections. Please don't panic. Her Majesty's Overwatch Council will not wrongly accuse any law-abiding citizen."

The problem is that I am not a law abiding citizen.
"Can I change my clothes, then?"

This is a reasonable request, but the other party said directly:

"The carriage is just below, so you won't catch a cold on the road. The Overwatch Council will also prepare clothes for you when you arrive. There is a dressing room specially prepared for ladies over there."

"But there may not be clothes that fit me, right?"

Elmeilan still wanted to fight for at least some time to decorate the room.

She was worried that the other party would check her room after he left and find something wrong.

"Ma'am, there are female staff members in the Overwatch Council as well. In any case, at least one coat to keep warm will be no problem."

"That's enough for the room. And your clothes are not something you shouldn't wear. You still look decent, ma'am."

"I understand."

To say more would be highly suspicious.

And through this conversation, Elmeilan also judged that she might have been affected by some trouble.

In theory, the other party would not have given these explanations if he had not subconsciously regarded himself as the unlucky civilian affected.

Elmeilan sighed inwardly, wrapped her coat tightly around her and followed him out.

After seeing that the other neighbors in the corridor were also taken out, Elmeilan felt more relieved and tried hard to recall if there was anything wrong in the house.

Fortunately, after thinking about it, there is nothing wrong. Being cautious in daily life is still useful.

By then, as long as we are careful with the Supervisory Commission, there should be no problem.

After leaving the house and coming to the street, Elmeilan felt more relieved when she saw the people who had already lined up to get on the carriages.

The bigger the matter, the more likely it is that a small fry like her will hide.

I just don't know what happened that caused such a big fuss.
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In the quiet alley on the other side, Mr. Potter Harry was having a fierce ideological struggle.

That's a golden eagle!

It was a noble status that a commoner like him had no right to aspire to!
And according to convention, if a commoner becomes a golden eagle, he will be awarded an honor by the Queen. At the very least, he can get the status of a lord.

Not the lowest knight in the aristocratic system, but a lord!

Although there was no possibility of obtaining a fiefdom, he still had a manor.

Lord Harry, oh, what a nice title!

These are the benefits he can think of immediately, and there will definitely be more that he cannot think of for the time being.

The most important thing is that from now on he has a real backer.

But Mr. Porter also knows that everything has a price.

If he agreed to the other party's words, he would have no way to get out of it.

When he thought of this, Potter became timid. The fact that he had spent thirteen years in a high-risk unit like the Sound Hunters before he was promoted to the Yellow-headed Eagle was enough to show how much of a follow-the-heart Potter Harry was.

Normally, if a sound-hunting soldier in the imperial capital did not die prematurely or legally retire in the fourth year, he should be directly promoted to Yellow-headed Eagle in the sixth year, and then become Silver Owl in the eighth year.

It will not be more than ten years at the latest. This is the peak and end of the civilian life.

As for the golden eagle, it basically has nothing to do with civilians, unless the merits are great enough. But even if it is a merit competition, it is difficult for civilians to access the corresponding "resources".

Therefore, Porter was reluctant to agree. Although he had no hope of promotion now, he had a stable life.

If you agree to the other party, you will definitely have to work for the other party. Among the hunters who are the Queen's special army, this is a huge political issue.

After thinking about it, Potter was about to look up and refuse.

But when he saw Moon's cold eyes, his heart skipped a beat and he realized something was wrong - do I have the right to refuse?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Potter suddenly understood.

Yes, I had the bad luck to run into this adult with strange whereabouts and I had no choice at all!

He even had to thank others for giving him a chance, otherwise he would have to stay in the nameless cemetery with those poor companions who couldn't even die in the line of duty.

After being stunned for a moment, Mr. Potter Harry said to Moon with a sad face:
"My Lord, I, I really want to improve!"

Although I don't quite understand why he has such a sad face.

But this is also a preliminary success.

But Potter also plucked up the courage to ask:
"Sir, can you please tell me which family you belong to? I, I'm not doing this for any other reason, I just can't not know who I'm relying on, right?"

Which family?

In Baratheon's words, I am definitely a member of the House of Westeros, but I have to tell you that I am the Duke of Westeros, the great thief who stole the country, or a member of the House of Westeros.

I was afraid you would faint on the spot.
After all, there is no difference between surrendering to Westeros and surrendering to the rebels, and the more so, surrendering is when the rebels have already lost everything.

In other words, it is basically suicide.

So, Moen smiled and told a lie that was not a lie:

"I am the pillar of the empire!"

In Baratheon, only members of the family of the Duke of the Seven Realms would say this.

The pillars of the empire?
A family of the Seven Realms Dukes?
Although the Duke of Westeros was overthrown and the House of Westeros had no real successor, the status of the Seventh Duke of Westeros was not diminished.

Therefore, the concept of the Seven Dukes still exists, but people of this period would subconsciously exclude the Duke of Westeros when mentioning the Seven Dukes.

Potter didn't ask any further questions. He just came closer and couldn't ask any more questions.

You have to wait until you have made some achievements or worked hard.

"Then, sir, do you have any instructions?"

"You said you have targeted a group of corpse desecrators? Take me to see them." "Yes, sir!"

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Porter, knowing that he could not get off the boat, immediately took Moon to their capture circle.

He should have gone a long time ago, but he didn't really want to catch those desecrators.

So he used his authority to send his companions away and let them go first.

If they were not afraid of death, these corpse desecrators would not cause any trouble in the Baratheon capital.

He felt that the Overwatch Council's treatment of corpse desecrators was too harsh.

They only profaned the sanctity of the dead and disturbed their peace, rather than killing the original owner.

According to the laws of the empire, it makes no sense to execute him directly.

Also, if he really was just going to be executed once caught, a small character like him wouldn't say much.

The key point is that, as a member of the Hunting Army and also a person of power, he knows that many time travelers who were said to have been hanged were actually sent directly to the mansions of certain nobles and subjected to inhumane torture.

This was the first time the world had ever encountered such a situation, and many important figures were interested in them.

As a minor character, he couldn't say anything.

As a person with some empathy, he chose to ignore it.

He glanced at Moon carefully, wondering if this man also wanted to take a corpse desecrator away for research?

I heard that the perfect "reincarnation" of the corpse defilers made many noble lords jealous.

As for immortality, which is the eternal pursuit of mortals, demigods of many paths actually have ways to achieve alternative eternity.

However, demigods must be nobles, but nobles are basically not demigods.

After sighing in his heart, Potter could only mutter to himself that he couldn't blame me, and I had no choice but to lead the way silently.

Looking at the movement ahead, Porter, knowing that his companions should be setting up defenses further ahead, called out to Moon.

"Sir, our men are setting up defenses ahead, do you see?"

Moen nodded immediately:

"I'm nearby. Remember to come find me if you get any news."

After pointing to a small alley, Potter saw the place clearly and left immediately.

After a while, Potter found Moon, sweating profusely, and said:

"My lord, something went wrong!"

"What do you mean?"

"The cultists. Those damn corpse desecrators have colluded with the cultists. Now our people are centrally controlling all possible suspects."

He had originally sympathized with the plight of these corpse desecrators, but now, these bastards actually dared to collude with the cultists!

That's really not a pity to die!
Cultists, as the name suggests, are people who believe in evil gods. For cultists whose ears are constantly filled with the evil gods' whispers and whose ways themselves are pure evil.

They are a bunch of crazy people who don't mind doing anything strange.

"Colluded with a cult? That cult?"

Moon doesn't usually deal with cultists; he usually deals with their beliefs.

But it’s no use now. Moon was afraid that if he called out the name of an enemy, the enemy would desperately break through the seal of the spirit world and come to kill him.

He was a bad person in many ways.
Seeing that Moon was not disturbed and even a little curious, he answered.

Potter sighed in his heart:
"As expected of a demigod-level figure, he is so calm in the face of cultists."

After all, every time cultists appear, it basically means that they are doing something big.

I heard that the most recent cult activity was to sacrifice three towns in blood to summon an abyss demon, and it almost succeeded.

Thinking that he had the support of such a big shot, Porter began to feel confident for no reason.

In fact, most of the hunters are in this state when facing cultists, but how to put it.

Potter and Harry are really sincere.

That was why he never got the promotion he deserved. The only time he worked hard was when he took the initiative to dive deep into the manure to hunt down a corpse desecrator.

In the end, the corpse desecrator was let go because of his "misjudgment".

"I'm not sure about the details, my lord, but our fortune teller received additional divinations when determining the location."

Diviner, Sequence 6 of the Prophet Path. Prophets before Sequence 5 cannot make predictions directly. However, they can rely on various auxiliary props such as tarot cards to make predictions.

"What kind of divination is that? Be more specific."

"It is said that a devil card was obtained."

Devil card?
This is a typical warning from the evil god, and it appeared in the imperial capital.

No wonder there is such a big scene. Moon glanced at the extremely lively scene ahead.

But if it was just a Sequence 6 fortune teller, then perhaps it would be an overreaction.

"Do you have any other fortune tellers in the Overwatch Council? Those starting from Sequence 5."

Demigods of the prophet path are very rare. At least when he reigned over the empire, there was only one prophet demigod in the entire empire.

That demigod was the first one he defeated when he was dealing with the other six.

Because an enemy was used to curse remotely, the opponent's extraordinary characteristics could not be recovered immediately.

During the post-war settlement, the old lion said that their Lion family had not been able to recover it successfully. Because of the extraordinary characteristics of being contaminated by the evil god, they did not dare to start immediately because they were worried about being affected.

This statement is reasonable. During the post-war liquidation, he had searched the Lion family several times, but he indeed did not find the extraordinary characteristics or the corresponding seal. It seems that the old Lion really wasted too much time at that time, so that this demigod characteristic was dissipated.

By the way, if it’s only been twenty years, the old lions must still be alive. Oh, I really don’t know how these old friends will react when they see me again.

Although it was impossible to really run over, just thinking about their stunned and frightened faces made Moon feel happy.

"Yes, when I came here, I heard that Lord Nelson had come with the prophet."

Nelson? Is that the Nelson I know?

Without waiting for Moon to ask further questions.

Moon found that the pocket watch on his chest was getting slightly warm.

Taking it out, Moen noticed that the hands of the pocket watch were moving counterclockwise.

Going forward clockwise, the hands on the pocket watch slowly followed a carriage.

Is there anything in the car?

Following Moon's gaze.

In order to calm the ladies' anxiety, the girl wrapped in an outer coat in the carriage just opened the window to let in some fresh air.

Miss Rufus Kent in the eyes of others accurately reflects the soul of Elmera Cromwell in Moan's eyes.

"Elmeilan?! She is really a traveler from the Human Union, but how can she be from Elmeilan?! "

After a moment of astonishment, Moon quickly suppressed all his thoughts and said to Mr. Porter beside him:
"See that girl? I need you to keep her safe!"

(End of this chapter)