Huh? Are they all real?...

Potter was stunned. The Duke of the South was actually apologizing to me?!

A nobleman, practically indistinguishable from the emperor, saying this to a lowly nobody?!

"My lord, I don't understand."

“I’m sorry to have dragged you into this. In any case, it’s my fault, so I need to apologize to you, Mr. Potter Harry.”

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

This made Mr. Potter stand up instinctively.

This scene is so shocking.

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

It was at this moment that Mr. Potter finally understood why the Duke of the South, despite being a noble assassin, butcher, and executioner, had so many people willing to risk their lives for him.

How could such a person not attract others to serve him and follow him?

Mr. Potter didn't know what happened after that; he only remembered these two or three sentences:

"Don't worry, I'm just going to go back to the capital with your airship. I won't involve you in anything else."

"Also, once you return to the capital, the Empress will definitely request to see you."

"Don't overthink it. Just say what you know. That way, she won't make things difficult for you."

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

After the man finished speaking, he left.

Looking around, I realized I was the only one left in my room.

Mr. Potter couldn't help but pinch his own cheek.

It really hurts.

So such a big shot actually made a special trip for someone as insignificant as me, and did all these things and said all these things?!

All of this deeply shocked Potter Harry.

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At the Queen's request, Potter and his crew's airship quickly arrived at the capital.

Mr. Potter was taken directly to the capital.

That evening, Mr. Potter stepped into the palace he had only ever seen from afar all his life.

He glanced at the clean, white jade floor beneath his feet, then looked at the royal knights in front of him and on either side.

Mr. Potter had expected himself to instinctively lower his head in fear.

But the thought of Mohn made Mr. Potter straighten his back again.

Even such esteemed adults are willing to acknowledge my dignity as a human being.

How could I demean myself?

I must hold my head high and stand tall, because I haven't done anything wrong!

I must live up to the dignity and integrity that even that great man was willing to respect!

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

A maple leaf drifted down from the center of the courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, it changed from yellow to green, then from green to yellow, until it landed.

The Royal Knights led Mr. Potter to the audience hall.

Here, the Queen, having finished her day's duties, was already waiting.

When the magnificent golden gates were pushed open, Potter met the sole ruler of the country.

Queen Ansa Baratheon.

"Come in."

The Queen's voice was so cold that Potter almost knelt on the ground upon hearing it.

But he ultimately did not kneel down.

Potter walked slowly into the hall, then quickened his pace.

Behind him, the doors to the audience hall slammed shut, casting a somber shadow over the entire hall.

And even more intimidating and oppressive.

Looking at the Empress sitting regally on the throne.

Porter suppressed all his emotional turmoil and knelt on one knee at the foot of the steps in front of the throne.

Here, Potter noticed that besides the Queen, there were six other nobles, but he didn't recognize them.

It should be a cabinet minister or a member of the House of Representatives.

As soon as Potter knelt down, a nobleman immediately questioned him:

"Potter Harry, why did you side with that horrible butcher?"

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

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

Moen told Potter to just tell him the truth, but Potter, being an experienced person, had his own ideas.

Then, the true nature of the relationship between the Grand Duke and the Empress is a truth known only to a few.

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

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

Another nobleman erupted in fury and shouted.

Potter felt no further emotion.

He has come to understand what true respect is.

I witnessed what true nobility is.

These guys are like stray dogs that only bark wildly because of their bloodline and their master.

“You are the Silver Owl of the Empire, a nobleman appointed by the Empress. If you still consider yourself a gentleman and a nobleman, then confess everything you know!”

Another new nobleman suddenly stepped forward, pressing Potter with an extremely imposing voice.

Potter remained kneeling on one knee, maintaining 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 appointed by Her Majesty the Empress, but a lord without land and position is not recognized as a noble.”

"So, sir, I am neither a gentleman nor a nobleman."

"And then, I still don't understand what you're talking about, what do you mean by 'tell the truth'?"

The nobleman was slightly speechless.

This was the first time he had ever heard someone address him like that.

Another nobleman stepped forward, his eyes fixed intently on Potter, and said:

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

“Potter Harry, look at His Majesty on the throne. If you still consider yourself a citizen of the Empire, then tell His Majesty everything you know!”

Finally, he raised his head, looking down at Potter below, and said:

"In this way, even if you are just a lowly person with no status or reputation, His Majesty will forgive your sins."

"I forgive you for serving the butcher and for betraying the empire."

"So, immediately reveal who your backers and accomplices are!"

If it were the old Potter Harry, he would probably be so scared that he would blurt out everything.

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

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

This is neither a gentleman, nor an aristocrat, nor does it have any reputation.

Fortunately, he knew who the true gentlemen and nobles were.

“Your Majesty, I am indeed neither a gentleman nor a nobleman. But I am the Queen’s hunter for twelve years, and I am the Silver Owl, personally appointed by Your Majesty.”

"If we're talking about a powerful backer, then His Majesty is my powerful backer; if we're talking about allies, then I can only be His Majesty's allies."

Upon hearing these two sentences, even the Queen on her throne raised an eyebrow and looked down at Potter Harry at the bottom of the steps.

And for the first time, Potter Harry looked up at the six noblemen and said:

"Therefore, I urge all of you to retract your statements."

Chapter 134 You've met my teacher, haven't you? (4k)

For a moment, only Mr. Potter's calm and composed voice echoed throughout the entire hall.

The six noblemen and the emperor on the high platform were all looking at this one person who was kneeling but standing.

After a long while, the emperor finally spoke:

"Get up."

Porter immediately stood up with his head held high.

"Go down."

After giving a slight bow, Mr. Potter walked out with immense pride.

When the door closed again, Mr. Potter finally couldn't hold back and threw a punch into the air.

I was so cool just now!

Mr. Potter felt he had to give himself a shout-out immediately.

“So handsome!!!”

With a thud, Mr. Potter fell off his chair and landed on the floor.

what? !

Mr. Potter looked around in disbelief. He had just been standing there perfectly fine, so how did he end up falling to the ground?

Looking up in confusion, Mr. Potter realized that this was not the entrance to the audience hall he remembered.

"Where is this?"

With a creak, the door behind Potter was pushed open.

Two royal knights entered and said to him:

"Potter Harry, His Majesty is free now, come with us."

Looking at the two royal knights at the door, Potter finally remembered the cause and effect.

After disembarking from the airship, I was taken to the palace by the royal knights, but I was not immediately brought before the empress, because the empress had to deal with state affairs.

Therefore, I was brought to this room to wait temporarily.

As a result, because the wait was too long...

I was just asleep?!

Mr. Potter suddenly froze on the spot.

No way, the scene where I looked so cool and powerful was just a dream?!

A profound sense of absurdity filled Mr. Potter's heart.

"Potter Harry, what are you waiting for? Do you expect His Majesty to wait for you?"

"Ah, I'm coming right now."

Potter had no choice but to suppress his confusion and leave with the royal knights.

However, as he walked, Mr. Potter straightened his back and held his head high.