Huh? Are they all real?.

The provincial governor, who was in charge of the Eagle family's fiefdom, personally came to the three of them.

After carefully examining them, he laughed and patted them on the shoulder, saying:

"Your Majesty, you have done an excellent job!"

This made the three of them feel flattered and they said:

“Your Excellency, we are honored to contribute to the prosperity of Baratheon, but what exactly have we done? Is it really that important? Could you please tell us the details? After all, it is truly astonishing.”

They looked closely and were surprised to find that if it weren't for the fact that their boss was their boss...

The opponent, Silver Owl, a hunter who follows the sound, wasn't even qualified to guard the gate.

Because the lowest-ranking nobles here are all earls with real power!

But to their questions, the governor simply smiled and said:

"In a little while, that person will personally give you more instructions and oversee all your actions. Rest assured, from today onwards, we will do our utmost to assist your actions in cooperation with that person!"

This time, not only the three time travelers were slightly taken aback, but even the Silver Owl was.

This is much more exaggerated than they initially heard!

What exactly are they responsible for? And who will be coming next?

Finally, amidst their anxious and uneasy overthinking...

The tightly closed gate was suddenly pushed open by the guards.

The absence of roll call is clearly against the rules, so it must be a requirement from that mysterious important figure.

You can't even say your name directly?

Could this be a demigod?

Looking through the open doorway...

All three of them had their pupils shrink.

He really is a demigod. Although he wasn't a demigod who served Baratheon during the Imperial era, he was a Saint of Sequence Three!

Its reputation is known to transmigrators from other continents.

It was actually this lord!

The three of them thought that was the end of it.

But what they didn't expect was...

This saint, who had already reached the side of the angel, actually stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation after entering!

Good heavens, even the Saints of Sequence Three aren't the main characters?

The three who discovered this were practically speechless.

And at the invitation of this saint.

An ordinary-looking man walked out with a smile.

He seemed uneasy about the saint's actions and quickly waved his hand, indicating that the other person should go first.

This, however, made even a saint feel slightly apprehensive.

The nobles present all bowed respectfully.

All of this indicates that he was an extremely important person.

But it was just a golden eagle!

The gleaming gold eagle badge clearly proved the person's identity.

The three of them felt a deep sense of incomprehension. Even the golden eagle of the capital city wouldn't act like this, would it?

Seemingly sensing their thoughts, the provincial governor whispered to them:

"This gentleman is none other than Potter Harry!"

When the name was uttered, all the confusion was resolved.

The three of them almost passed out.

The legendary Saint Potter!

Before the throne was revealed, he was the only apostle who served the king, and it is said that his name was mentioned by both lords.

The three of them even made a fortune selling copies of the Saint Potter biography that glorified him at the People's Federation!

This is a very important person among important people, whose influence can reach the ears of the emperor!

Chapter 339 Ansa's Letter (4k)

The arrival of Potter Harry was far beyond the expectations of the three time travelers and their superiors.

Since the other party has arrived, we can't just look at who he is, the Golden Eagle of the Sound Hunters, but rather who he has followed—the Sword and Shield King!

So, is this matter directly accountable to the two emperors?

Even the Silver Owl felt his legs go weak at the thought of it.

A nobody who would never even see a demigod in normal times suddenly became involved with a supreme being.

This is really

Amidst the welcoming crowd, Yin Xiao cautiously asked the three:

"Are you really sure the information is reliable?"

Although the other party answered quickly, his answer was not reassuring.

"Don't worry, boss. No problem! But, I mean, just in case, just in case something unexpected happens, what will we do then?"

Silver Owl gave the other person a deep look and said:

"If something really goes wrong, not only us, but everyone here will probably be doomed."

The time traveler suddenly felt his throat go dry.

The supreme being is but a lowly pawn.

He gained a new understanding of just how big the difference was between the two.

When the banquet welcoming Potter ended.

The three time travelers and their superiors accepted Potter's private meeting with some apprehension.

Perhaps it's because this legendary Saint Potter never displayed any sense of oppression.

So after the initial tension, the three of them curiously sized up this living saint.

But as they watched, they felt a little disappointed.

This is a living saint!

How could Saint Potter, the first to serve and follow the Supreme One, be so ordinary, even a little timid?

But a moment later, the three of them suddenly felt that this was the right way.

This is because it demonstrates what a great and outstanding person he is.

If someone doesn't stand out in terms of sensory appeal, or even seems to be slightly less impressive, then it must mean that they are unimaginably remarkable in other aspects!

With such a person in charge, everything must go incredibly smoothly!

Mr. Potter, who himself had no idea why his non-existent fame was growing.

This is a very tense moment.

Unlike the transmigrator team, who were clearly the ones carrying out the tasks but didn't even know what they were searching for.

Potter, who comes from the capital and has a complicated background, truly knows everything.

So, he really couldn't understand how such a big thing could fall on the head of a lazy bum like him!

Shouldn't such an important matter be handled by someone like General Nelson or a cabinet minister?

Why did we let him come?

Although he didn't understand, the order had been given, so he had to bite the bullet and do it.

The only thing that made Potter very grateful was that these scoundrels, or rather, strangers now, were.

These strangers were said to be the cream of the crop, handpicked from among the elite.

Since they reported the news, they must have been absolutely certain of it.

With such an outstanding person in charge, everything is bound to go smoothly!

Remarkably, both groups came up with the same idea.

So everyone looked at each other with increasing satisfaction.

Both groups were somewhat flattered by this.

The transmigrator felt like a lowly laborer, while the person opposite him was a living saint whose name was remembered by even the supreme beings.

Mr. Potter felt like he was just a lazy bum, while the other party was an elite selected from the very best of the best.

In this atmosphere.

Potter finally addressed the time travelers formally, saying:

"So you probably don't know exactly what you're responsible for, right?"

Potter's opening remarks instantly caused the three men, along with their superior, to instinctively straighten their backs and say:

"In reply to your question, sir, we do not need to know these things. We only need to know that we are serving the throne faithfully!"

The time traveler's words made Potter instantly feel ashamed. "Is everyone in this foreign land more enlightened than me?"

"To be loyal to the throne, heh heh."

Potter's words made the three time travelers' hearts pound and their foreheads sweat profusely.

Your Majesty, this living saint must be dissatisfied with their insincere platitudes!

Come to think of it, how could a few strangers who haven't even been eating royal provisions for long possibly feel any sense of belonging to a throne they've never even seen?

This is clearly just polite talk, but how can you say it to a living saint who is undoubtedly loyal to the throne?

"My lord, we, we..."

"Oh, no need to be so serious. Let me tell you what this is all about."

Potter, feeling ashamed that the person opposite him was so enlightened, lowered his gaze.

But this only made the other side feel increasingly uneasy.

They don't even want to look at it anymore; they're definitely angry. If they weren't still useful, they'd probably be burned at the stake by now.

Did the Baratheon dynasty have an Inquisition?

Therefore, knowing they must seize the opportunity to perform well later, they straightened their backs even more and said:

"Yes, sir, we will certainly listen!"

Potter was also getting a little uneasy about them.

Throne, stranger, isn't it said that you come from a world without gods?

Why are you so enthusiastic about the Supreme Being?

Is it because they have finally found a true faith?

In the increasingly eerie atmosphere, both groups unconsciously swallowed hard.

"Ah, specifically, this is the will of Her Majesty the Goddess, it is divine will!"

Potter, who felt that they might have found faith, emphasized the word "divine will."

In this situation, the other party will only perceive it as a new form of criticism and dissatisfaction.

"Yes, sir! We are extremely honored!"

Wow, these strangers are really something else.

Potter couldn't help but glance at them as they grew louder and louder, and was struck by their posture, which made it seem like they were about to break their backs.