Huh? Are they all real?

Moen clearly remembered that he was sent there with the pocket watch shortly after Aier left.

Just like the last time something happened to the dwarf, he was sent to the relevant Bahrain side.

This time something happened to Baratheon, and he was sent directly to Contus Westeros.

He even happened to hear what the other party said.

At the same time, he could see Contus, apparently with the help of the pocket watch.

It's like being able to see the souls of those who have traveled through time.

And I don’t know if it was an accident or if it was true.

Moen always felt that every time he traveled through time, his pocket watch was sending him to the right place more accurately and powerfully.

The pocket watch is still ticking as usual.

After Moen looked at it for a while, he smiled and continued to put the pocket watch on his heart to act as a breast shield.

As the saying goes, make the best use of everything.

If the pocket watch is a true friend, then it will be happy to help you.

If the pocket watch is actually the enemy, wouldn't it be more okay to use it as a defensive weapon? !

Perfect!

Although it was late at night, the southern border was different from the imperial capital. Not only did there not be as strict a curfew as the imperial capital.

Even the Sound Hunters will all be sent back to the imperial capital.

For example, right now, Morn is walking towards the dock.

According to Aier's information, the sound hunters in the southern border will return to the imperial capital by airship tomorrow.

On the surface this is Aier's request, but in fact it is the Queen's request.

The Queen asked Aier to repatriate the Sound Hunters on the grounds that the Empire's minions were not needed in the southern border.

It's for Mr. Potter.

Ansa wants to meet this first witness in person.

Morn happened to follow them back in their airship.

Turning the magic ring slightly, Morn walked quietly in the heavily guarded Southern Dockyard.

He looked at the Southern Knight who didn't even react when he walked past him.

Moen sighed again:

"Level 0 sealed artifacts are so useful!"

Just like that, Morn walked directly into the airship of the Sound Hunters.

Because the Overwatch Council in the Southern Territory is just a decoration, there are not many Sound Hunters here, and a medium-sized airship for them is more than enough.

Therefore, Morn found Mr. Potter's room without much effort.

As Yin Xiao and the core of this incident.

Mr. Porter has a private room of his own.

After confirming that it was indeed this room, Moen knocked on Mr. Potter's door.

'I hope Mr. Potter will not be frightened by himself. ’

At the same time in the room.

Mr. Potter was pacing restlessly back and forth in the room.

He couldn't figure out what was going on. I don’t even understand what my future will be like.

That adult should be Lord Trajan. This must be no problem, right?

But why was he sent back to the imperial capital by the new Grand Duke under such circumstances?

Isn’t that sending yourself to death? !

Al knew the actual situation, so he just sent Potter back according to the Queen's request.

The Queen wouldn't do anything to Mr. Potter anyway.

But Potter didn't know this, and his status was too low. Even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't find anyone to ask what was going on.

The only thing that made him feel lucky was that except for the Bolis Golden Eagle, his colleagues really knew nothing.

This gave Potter a glimmer of hope.

Does it mean that he hasn't been discovered by others yet? !

After thinking about it, Mr. Potter still wanted to ask Polis Golden Eagle again.

He had looked for it before, but the Polis Golden Eagle had been confused since he met the adults from the Southern Territory that day.

Mouth full of:

‘How did I harm myself? ’ ‘Oh my god, how could this happen? ’ ‘This world must be crazy! ’

Can't communicate well at all.

It was also at this time that there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Mr. Potter didn't pay much attention.

After just asking, he opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Mr. Potter stood there as stunned as a stone sculpture.

"Hello, Mr. Potter Harry."

Seeing this familiar appearance, Mr. Potter's calves immediately felt weak.

If he hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold on to the door frame, he would have really fallen down.

"You, you, you, you, you!"

In great astonishment, Mr. Potter said "You come out" five times in a row, but he couldn't hold back the rest of the words.

"Without a doubt, it's me, Mr. Potter."

Seeing Moen walking forward, Mr. Porter hurriedly gave way, but as soon as he gave way, he immediately let himself down and sat down.

"Please close the door."

After hearing this, Mr. Potter reluctantly pulled the door handle and tried to stand up. He was in such a hurry that he didn't even bother to get up.

He quickly knelt on the ground and closed the door.

Looking back and seeing him like this, Moen said helplessly:

"Mr. Potter, there is no need to be so afraid, right?"

I'm not some man-eating devil.

It was okay that Moen didn't speak. As soon as he said this, Mr. Potter, who almost stood up, fell down again with weak legs.

"No, no, no, you, you, you"

"Mr. Potter, take a deep breath. Take a few deep breaths. This will help you relax."

I don't know if it was Morn's prompt that worked, or Potter's fear that it wouldn't work.

Anyway, after taking a few deep breaths, Mr. Potter finally stood up normally.

Even my calves are still shaking.

"Why are you here, old man?"

Moen smiled and said:

"You are going back to the Imperial Capital tomorrow. It just so happens that I am also going to the Imperial Capital, so I came directly here."

"But, but, but you, you shouldn't."

"Relax, don't think too much, I'm just going to the imperial capital."

"By the way. You should know who I am, right?"

Mr. Potter nodded subconsciously and said:

"I know, you are, no, no, I don't know, I don't know who you are."

Moen smiled dumbly and said:

"That's it."

This was originally just a casual comment by Morn, but Mr. Potter was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and cried:

"My lord, my lord, I really don't know, please, I really don't know!"

Such a reaction was beyond Moen's expectation, after a brief moment of surprise.

Moen also sighed deeply.

Potter Harry, he is just an ordinary person. In the words here, he is just a little shrimp who dies and no one cares about him.

But just such a little shrimp was squeezed between the two behemoths of the Southern Territory, the Queen, because of himself.

In his eyes, this was probably the most desperate and helpless moment in his life.

He's funny just because he wants to live.

It's just an ordinary person's instinct to survive.

"terribly sorry."

A few words made the whole room fall silent.

Mr. Potter was so stunned that he even forgot to cry.

What?

What did I just hear?

"Sir, what did you say?"

"I said I was sorry, Mr. Potter."

Potter was shocked. Duke Nanjing actually said sorry to me? !

A nobleman who is almost the same as the emperor said this to a low-level little character? !

"My lord, I don't understand."

"I'm sorry for getting you involved in this situation. After all, this is my problem, so I need to say sorry to you, Mr. Potter Harry."

Moen said it very sincerely, and even at the end, Moen stood up, took off his hat and bowed slightly.

This made Mr. Potter stand up subconsciously.

This scene is so shocking.

In such a hierarchical world, this is almost a miracle!

It was also at this time that Mr. Potter finally understood why the Duke of Southern Territory was obviously a noble killer, butcher, and executioner, but there were so many people around him who were willing to sacrifice their lives for him.

How could such a person not attract others to work for him and follow him all the time?

Mr. Potter didn't know what happened next. He just remembered these two or three sentences:

"Don't worry, I just want to follow your airship back to the imperial capital. I won't involve you in anything else."

"Also, as soon as you return to the imperial capital, the Queen will definitely ask to see you."

"You don't have to think too much about this, just say what you know. This way she won't embarrass you."

"By the way, the reason why I came here is to tell you this."

After the adult said this, he left.

It looked like only his room was left.

Mr. Potter couldn't help but pinch his face.

It hurts, it's true.

So such a big shot actually went out in person for a small character like me and did these things and said these words without saying anything? !

All of this shocked Potter Harry deeply.

——

At the Queen's request, Porter's airship quickly arrived at the imperial capital.

And Mr. Potter was taken directly to the imperial capital.

That evening, Mr. Potter set foot on the palace, which he had only seen from afar in his life.

He glanced at the neat white jade floor under his feet, and then at the royal knights in front of him and on both sides.

Mr. Potter originally thought that he would subconsciously bow his head timidly.

But when he thought of Morn, Mr. Potter straightened his back again.

Such noble adults are willing to recognize my dignity as a human being.

How could I humble myself?

I have to hold my head up and my chest out because I didn't do anything wrong!

I must be worthy of the personality and dignity that even that adult is willing to respect!

For the first time, Potter Harry was no longer timid.

A maple leaf fell from the center of the courtyard.

In just a few blinks in mid-air, it went from yellow to green, then from green to yellow again until it landed on the ground.

The royal knights brought Mr. Potter to the audience hall.

Here, the Queen, who has finished handling her official duties for the day, is already waiting here.

When the splendid door was pushed open, Potter saw the sole ruler of this country.

Queen Ansa Baratheon.

"Come in."

The Queen's voice was so cold, just hearing it made Potter almost kneel on the ground.

But he didn't kneel down after all.

Potter walked slowly into the hall, then faster and faster.

Behind him, the door to the audience hall slammed shut. The color of the entire hall became gray.

And even more breathtaking oppression.

Looking at the Queen sitting on the throne.

Potter suppressed all his emotions and knelt on one knee at the foot of the steps in front of the throne.

Here, Potter noticed that in addition to the Queen, there were six nobles, but he didn't seem to recognize each other.

Probably a cabinet minister or a member of the House of Representatives.

Potter knelt down, and a noble asked directly:

"Potter Harry, why did you seek refuge with that terrible butcher?"

This sentence made Mr. Potter's heart tremble slightly, but immediately, he bowed his head and said:

"I don't understand what you mean, sir."

Moen asked Potter to tell the truth, but Potter, who had been a man, had his own ideas.

Then, what is the relationship between the Grand Duke and the Queen? This is the truth known to only a few people.

"You don't understand? How dare you say you don't understand?"

"This is in front of the throne of Her Majesty the Queen, how dare you say you don't understand!"

Another nobleman shouted angrily.

Potter's heart was no longer fluctuating.

He had experienced what true respect was.

He saw what a true noble was.

These guys are like wild dogs who can only bark because of their blood and masters.

"You are the Silver Owl of the Empire, a lord canonized by the Queen. If you still think you are a gentleman and a noble, then confess everything you know!"

Another new noble suddenly stood up and questioned Potter in an extremely oppressive voice.

Potter just knelt on one knee with humility and courtesy, and said word by word:

"My lord, I am the Silver Owl of the Empire, but I am just a commoner, I am not qualified to be called a gentleman. I am indeed a lord canonized by Her Majesty the Queen, but a lord without land and position is not recognized as a noble."

"So my lord, I am neither a gentleman nor a noble."

"Then, I still don't know what you are talking about, what is the truth?"

The noble was slightly speechless.

It was the first time he heard someone call him that.

Another noble stood up, staring at Potter with his eyes sparkling:

"You are the first person to come into contact with the girl, and you are also the first person to come into contact with the executioner. What do you want to confess?"

"Potter Harry, look at His Majesty on the throne. If you still think you are a citizen of the Empire, then tell His Majesty everything you know!"

Finally, he raised his head and looked down at Potter at his feet and said:

"In this way, even if you are just a lowly person with no identity and no reputation, I think His Majesty can forgive your sins."

"Forgive you for serving the butcher and betraying the Empire."

"So, immediately tell us who your backers and accomplices are!"

If it was the former Potter Harry, he would definitely be scared and say everything now.

But now, looking at the long boots in front of him.

Potter, who couldn't see the other person's face, sneered from the bottom of his heart.

This is not a gentleman, this is not a noble, and there is no reputation.

Fortunately, I know who are the truly honorable gentlemen and nobles.

"Your Majesty, I am indeed not a gentleman, nor a noble. But I have been a hunter for the Queen for twelve years, and was personally appointed as a silver owl by Your Majesty."

"If you want to talk about backers, Your Majesty is my backer, and if you want to talk about comrades, then I can only be Your Majesty's party."

As soon as these two sentences came out, even the Queen on the throne raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Potter Harry under the steps.

And Potter Harry looked up at the six great nobles for the first time and said:

"So, please take back your remarks, sirs."