However, this is not the other person's problem; it is hers.

"I understand."

Before Elmeran could find her friend's account and send it to Moen, she was already there.

It was when Moen said:

"Baratheon has strict border controls. If it's inconvenient for you to go abroad to the seaside, you can go to the Southland. Mirror Lake, outside the capital of the Southland, can meet this requirement."

The Southern Territory? That's not difficult.

Elmeran was overjoyed, while Moen was a little troubled.

He had just realized that Baratheon didn't seem to have any deep waters for El to complete the ritual.

The only place that meets the criteria is Mirror Lake in the South.

In the past, this would have been quite simple, since he was the Grand Duke of Westeros.

Even now, sending El to the South makes Moen feel a little uneasy. But what can he do? He's the Grand Duke of Westeros, after all.

Moen rubbed his eyes and asked again:

"By the way, that person should be considered your friend, right? And did your friend mention any way you could tell her?"

"Yes, she is my friend. She helped me a lot when I first went there!"

"And in terms of her pathway, she is now a Sequence 8 puppeteer."

Letting clients know their limits is also a principle of intelligence brokers, according to her friend.

A puppeteer using the puppeteer's approach?

After quickly recalling the events, Moen felt a pang of regret.

If only Aier were a doll-type character.

This is a rare instance where Moen has never truly offended a superior being through the divine path.

Furthermore, no deity has yet appeared through the puppet route.

His Sequence Zero throne has been vacant since the beginning of creation.

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Strangely enough, even Moen had not found any evidence that gods existed through the puppet pathway.

If it doesn't exist, then it doesn't exist. It can only mean that something unexpected happened to this method at some point in time that even Moen didn't know about.

"Please give me her account number."

"here."

Elmeran quickly gave Moen his friend's account.

Moen glanced at it; the other person's ID was "Traveler," which suited her wandering lifestyle quite well.

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In Moenben's A3 district, a well-known affluent area, all the buildings are not only detached houses, but each also occupies a large area and has a different architectural style.

It's clearly not a unified design, but rather the residents' own interpretation.

On the northernmost edge of Zone A3, a girl who looked so much like she hadn't even graduated high school was swimming in her backyard wearing a racing swimsuit that had absolutely no aesthetic appeal.

After noticing that her AI assistant had left a message, she didn't immediately go ashore. Instead, she swam a few more laps to complete her daily target before coming up to dry herself off.

Upon swiping open the virtual screen, the girl saw a message from her friend, Miss Aimo.

"Let me see, let me see... Haha, one of the big shots who seems to be from the first batch is interested in a long-term collaboration with me?"

"The first batch?"

Upon seeing this, the girl burst into laughter.

She felt that Aier must have been deceived.

Moreover, they were scammed by the third batch.

Because the second batch wouldn't fool a newbie like Air.

The first batch consisted of absolutely elite personnel, numbering less than a hundred in the entire Human Alliance.

How could they possibly seek cooperation with someone as inexperienced as Air?

Moreover, I don't seem to have anything particularly outstanding about me that would make me stand out in the first batch of applicants.

However, since Aier was one of her few transmigrator friends, she accepted Aier's invitation and decided to see which guy was deceiving her friend.

The moment she clicked on it, the girl saw Moen's rapidly changing numerical ID.

Slowly, the girl's eyes widened.

"Hey, is this really the first batch?"

It's generally accepted that everyone knows who built the website.

Yet the other party was able to appear on this website in such an outrageous way.

No further explanation is needed; this alone proves their strength.

In the five years since the website opened, the girl had never heard of such a thing, and this was the first time she had seen such an outrageous ID in the three years she had been on the website.

In a sense, even if this wasn't the first batch, it already demonstrates the opponent's superior strength.

This piqued the girl's interest.

"Hello, were you referred by Ai Mo?"

"Yes, I heard from Aimo that you are an intelligence dealer?"

Moen was always a little speechless about the ID "Aier".

"Yes, I am an information broker. Is there anything you'd like to know? Well, for someone of your level, I might not have any particularly good stuff here."

"It's alright, I just wanted to confirm that you're in the Southern Territory now, and that you'll be heading to the Lionhearts' territory soon?"

"Yes. If nothing unexpected happens, I will leave the Southern Territory for the Lion Family's fiefdom during my next crossing."

“Then we can cooperate. I need you to go to a few places in the Southern Territory and the Lionheart area and report back to me if there is anything worth noting.”

"What kind of place is it? Just give a general description of whether it's dangerous or not."

Under normal circumstances, a time traveler will not die because of a death on the other side.

However, there are also cases where life is worse than death.

She wouldn't waste such a great opportunity.

"There are eleven places in total. Eight of them are accessible to ordinary residents, while the other three require a bit of wisdom and courage."

"As an intelligence dealer, you can't be unwilling to take any risks at all, can you?"

Are there three particularly tricky areas?

acceptable!

"Of course, but it depends on whether the price is right. Also, if the facts don't match what you said, I'll just give up."

Moen thought for a moment and said:

“For reasonable requests, I can use my extraordinary knowledge as payment.”

"To express my sincerity and demonstrate my abilities."

"I'm willing to tell you directly the potion recipe and ascension ritual for Sequence 7 of the Doll Path."

She was El's friend and indeed helped El gain a foothold there.

So Moen was happy to give it away for free, and it could also be considered another kind of investment.

So generous?!

The girl was a little stunned.

She'd been an intelligence broker for two and a half years. This was the first time she'd ever met such a generous client.

Could it be a scam?

What the other party is offering is no small trinket; it's a Sequence 7 potion recipe and an ascension ritual!

Those at levels eight, nine, and ten are defined as low-sequence transcendents. Although Baratheon doesn't control potion recipes and ascension rituals for this level as strictly as in other places, they are still difficult to obtain.

Both potion ingredients and potion recipes are controlled substances.

But ordinary people can still get their hands on it if they want to and have some financial means.

Seven, six, and five—that's the middle sequence. Not to mention the strictly controlled Baratheons, even in places like the Business Alliance where money talks, everything in the middle sequence is strictly regulated.

Normal people can basically only think about everything in the middle sequence.

The higher sequences beyond that are beyond the comprehension of normal people.

Now, the other party has offered to give away the Sequence 7 potion recipe and the Ascension Ritual for free.

This really made the girl suspicious.

But it's never a bad thing to listen. I just don't have a way to find out, but I do have a way to verify it.

"I'm all ears."

"It's very simple. Sequence eight of the Puppet Path is the Puppet Maker, who can create exquisite mechanical puppets or other gadgets to assist their actions. They can also imbue the puppets they create with spirits, giving them life."

"However, puppeteers at this stage still lack combat power and room for advancement. Although it's better than the first two levels. After all, puppeteers' puppets are still very popular."

These words made the girl feel very sad, as most of her income now comes from selling dolls.

I remember that in the beginning, in order to make a living there, I went to the circus to be responsible for making scary dolls.

She also remembered how she lamented that all the extraordinary beings were living such miserable lives, only to have her job taken away by another Sequence Nine puppet pathway at that circus the very next day.

She still suspects that he was a time traveler, otherwise, what kind of superhuman would be so shameless?

"And if you become a Sequence Seven Masked Dancer, you will possess considerable combat abilities!"

Masked dancer?

Why does it seem like it has absolutely nothing to do with dolls?

The girl became increasingly suspicious that she had been deceived.

"Because the Masked Dancer has not only become increasingly outstanding in his ability to create dolls, but he has also been able to attach his own will to the dolls he has possessed."

"In other words, you can use any method you can think of to create an excellent combat doll, and then 'possess' it yourself!"

"Just think about it, how troublesome would a puppet made specifically for combat, one that is neither afraid of death nor pain, be?"

"Of course, there are limitations on spiritual energy consumption, so it's impossible to go too far or operate puppets that are too outrageous."

"After all, it's only Sequence Seven."

Speaking of this, Moen recalled that in the Second Era, there was a Sequence 3 with the Puppet Path who attempted to forcibly control an ancient puppet left behind by the Eternal King.

But that thing is definitely not something you can just bluff about with a Sequence 3 item.

That's when you start doing it and drive yourself crazy.

The girl's eyes were shining; no wonder she's called the Masked Dancer!

So that's what it meant. That makes sense. The other party is now at least 70% credible.

On the other side, Moen further revealed the Masked Dancer's potion recipe and ascension ritual:

"The potion recipe is an egg of an El bird, thirty grams of lake blue sapphire powder, fifteen grams of bone powder from a lost soul, and a core fragment of a puppet I made myself."

"The ascension ceremony isn't difficult; you just need to drink the potion amidst the genuine praise of the crowd for your doll."

Although she didn't quite understand why she had to drink the core fragment of her own doll, the girl's eyes were indeed shining.

Found it! We've finally found the path to Sequence Seven!

After a brief moment of excitement, the girl decided to reciprocate. Even if she eventually discovered she'd been tricked, it wouldn't matter.

After all, she had only heard about this information about herself:

"Thank you for your generosity. I've decided to share some information with you as a token of my gratitude, but I've only heard about it and don't have any concrete evidence."

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