Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 10 The Vice Speaker's Minor Regret

The power structure of the Baratheon Empire can be roughly divided into the Emperor, the Cabinet, and the House of Representatives. The Seven Dukes are generally considered to be part of both the Cabinet and the House of Representatives.

When the imperial power was strong, most of the seats in the cabinet and the House of Representatives were held by the emperor's people; when the Seven Dukes were strong, most of the seats were held by their people.

Under normal circumstances, each party holds a portion of the seats, achieving a relative balance.

This remained largely unchanged until the appearance of the usurper Lord Westeros.

After the Lord of Westeros appeared and defeated the other six dukes, he directly led his troops to disperse the House of Representatives.

The cabinet that was nominally left behind was also dissolved, with only him remaining.

It can be said that at the height of his power, apart from the empress who was like a mascot above him, the entire empire was his personal domain.

Therefore, the thirteen years of the Lord of Westeros's reign have always been referred to by the nobles as the darkest period of the empire.

Because Lord Westeros has desecrated the Empire’s most sacred parliamentary system!

The nobles deny that this is related to the massacre of many nobles during the reign of Lord Westeros.

They firmly claim that darkness stems from blasphemy and fear from dictatorship.

Fortunately, Her Majesty the Holy and Valiant Queen successfully regained all power and reorganized the House of Representatives and the Cabinet.

Although most of the seats were in the hands of the Empress, she also took the opportunity to support a large number of new nobles who were subordinate to the imperial power.

But in any case, it's much better than having that great dictator, Lord Westeros.

As Big Ben chimes to mark midnight.

Cabinet minister and Deputy Speaker of the House of Representatives, Kirsten Kledy, has finally finished working on his last report.

This gave me some free time to sit in the salon and enjoy a delicious cup of hot coffee.

Salons and coffee were both invented by the Eternal King. It's hard to imagine that the elves, known for their conservatism and old-fashionedness, would come up with such wonderful things in the Age of Gods.

It's a pity that the Eternal King is long gone, otherwise I really would like to go to the Sacred Tree to pay homage to him.

Let's see what kind of genius could come up with such a timeless treasure.

As soon as he sat down, the deputy speaker's thoughts drifted back to twenty years ago.

At that time, he was not yet the powerful Deputy Speaker of the House of Representatives and a cabinet minister.

He was just an ordinary member of the House of Representatives.

When the Lord of Westeros led his troops to disperse the House of Representatives, he truly felt as if the sky had fallen.

Although the House of Representatives was already corrupt and decadent at that time, he firmly believed that even the most corrupt parliament was far better than a terrible and bloodthirsty dictator.

To his surprise, he was brought before Lord Westeros as soon as the House of Representatives was dispersed.

He thought that his secret insults against the Duke had been exposed, and the Grand Duke wanted to make an example of him.

But when he voluntarily exposed it and tremblingly asked if he should hang himself with it.

After a brief moment of surprise, the Grand Duke smiled at him and said:

"No, that's normal, but don't do it again next time. I'll get angry too. And, I hope you can become the Minister of Agriculture."

The Grand Duke accepted his resentment without hesitation and sent him to a position that, for his family lineage, would require at least several decades of struggle to achieve.

He believed he had the ability, but he also knew that at the time, there was absolutely no chance for him to get the position.

At that moment, he knew that the Grand Duke had been completely misunderstood.

It wasn't because he was promoted, but because this was definitely not something a bloodthirsty dictator would do.

It was around that time that he suddenly realized that perhaps parliamentary systems weren't so wonderful after all.

At least the Grand Duke is clearly many times better than the corrupt parliament.

Later, the Grand Duke clearly trusted him greatly and even instructed him to set up a secret location in the sewers.

This was the first time he had received the Grand Duke's personal instructions from him, so he worked very hard to do everything well.

However, he always thought it was a temporary shelter and safe house prepared by the Grand Duke for intelligence personnel.

After all, who would have thought that a duke would go to the sewers?

He owned the entire empire at that time, so why would he go down into the sewers?

Later, I remembered that since this place was a safe house for intelligence personnel, it would be best if there was a bed.

After all, there's nothing better than a good night's sleep after a long day of hard work.

So he added another bed inside.

However, it seems he hasn't finished this matter yet, because the place has clearly never been used.

This has been a source of resentment for him ever since.

This was the only private matter the Grand Duke asked him to handle.

He didn't even get it done properly!

And the Grand Duke is no longer here.

After sighing, the military police outside knocked on his door:

“Vice Speaker, Nelson the Golden Eagle wishes to meet you.”

This point?

He was the House of Representatives' chief of staff this week, and a golden eagle visiting late at night meant something big had happened.

The deputy speaker glanced out the window and said seriously:

"Let him in!"

The vice speaker noticed that not only a golden eagle had arrived, but also a senior official from the Control Yuan.

"what's up?"

The prophet and Nelson the Golden Eagle hurriedly recounted everything they had just witnessed.

Upon hearing that there might be an angel or even an evil god wandering around the capital.

The deputy speaker stood up abruptly, his eyes wide with shock.

"No need for further words, I will take you to see Her Majesty the Queen immediately!"

The deputy speaker looked somewhat helpless at this point.

When the Grand Duke was in power, such a major matter could obviously be reported to him immediately, bypassing the usual chain of command.

But now it is necessary to report to him first before it can be submitted to the Queen.

He couldn't say that what's happening now is definitely wrong, but compared to the threat of angels or even gods who can easily destroy a country anytime, anywhere.

The former is clearly much better.

It was at this moment that the deputy speaker thought of another possibility.

Will it?

The vice speaker did not stop walking, but his thoughts drifted to that secluded spot.

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The undercurrents in the capital city will not affect the arrival of dawn.

After pretending to be half asleep all night at the Overwatch Council, Elmeran was finally about to face her own interrogation.

She opened her eyes and looked nervously at the office.

There were three sound-tracking hunters inside, responsible for questioning.

It's a big problem, but there's still a chance to get away with it!

Yes, you can do it! Almelan, you can do it!

As she continued to encourage herself, Elmeran noticed a hunter captain wearing an owl badge walk into the office.

A moment later, three hunters who had followed the sound emerged.

'Wait, is it going to be a high-ranking official, like a captain, interrogating me in a bit?!'

For Elmeran and the other transmigrators in Baratheon.

One sound-tracking hunter is already a difficult problem to deal with.

A captain-level Yellow-headed Eagle is an unimaginable existence!

Chapter 11 Outrageous Judgments

Most people who have traveled through time describe the Sound Hunters as ruthless and efficient killing machines.

In front of the central square of the city hall, one can often see people hanged by the Sound Hunters.

Moreover, after actual contact, almost every Human Alliance transmigrator who spawned in Baratheon experienced the trouble caused by the Sound Hunters.

They are as clingy as hyenas and as fierce as lions.

As a result, the existence of a captain in such a unit is something that most transmigrators would not want to face.

They must be the elite of the elite.

As cunning as a fox, as sharp as an eagle.

Therefore, at this moment, Elmeran's heart sank to the bottom.

Moreover, she noticed that the other rooms were still being questioned by three sound-tracking hunters.

Why was my room the only one that got replaced with a yellow-headed eagle?

Elmeran's unease grew.

But no matter what Elmeran thought, having already been brought to the Overwatch Council, she had no other way out.

She could only try to slip past a yellow-headed hawk.

Otherwise, she would have been hanged in Baratheon!

However, I've heard that Baratheon's attitude towards time travelers is to execute them on sight.

However, no other terrible spells will be cast, so it only completely cuts off the chance here, rather than directly annihilating the soul as previously rumored.

Although it hasn't started yet, Almelan is already considering the worst-case scenario.

"Ms. Loves Kent."

"Yes, I am."

Lovers Kent was the original name of Elmeran.

Suppressing her anxiety, Almelan entered the office under the watchful eyes of the sound-following hunters.

As soon as she entered, she saw a yellow-headed eagle sitting upright in a chair.

Even indoors, the other party still wore a bird-beak mask, making it impossible to see their true face.

However, Elmeran can see his eyes.

That was a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

This convinced Elmeran that even among the Sound Hunters, this person must be a seasoned veteran who had honed his skills over a long period of time.

He must be full of experience and shrewdness that come with the passage of time!

It's over!

Elmeran felt increasingly that there was no point in continuing.

There was another chair next to him.

That wasn't for Elmeran; it was probably prepared for the three previous Sound Hunters.

But why are there only two chairs?

Almelan, her mind in turmoil, was thinking haphazardly.

"Please have a seat, ma'am."