Huh? Are they all real?...

However, since the Queen has turned my idea into reality, did I also leave a back door for her that I had mentioned openly and secretly?

After being hired by the company to test their ridiculous game, Moen discovered that the game was outrageously free.

What benefits Moen the most is that he can save some setups from the previous game for the next game and even the game after that.

This is because the game progresses sequentially from front to back in historical order, and all the stories take place within the same overarching context.

Thanks to this setting, Morn's progress in the game becomes easier as he progresses.

Naturally, Mohn, who at the time had no idea that the damned company would play such a big game, routinely kept a backup plan as a matter of routine while serving as the Duke of Westeros.

Killer Hunter, uh, it should be Killer Hunter, right?

In short, the equipment these guys are carrying is also within the scope of the backup plan.

Since the Queen would recreate them, the back door must have also complied with Moen's wishes.

After all, it was her teacher's last wish.

Thinking of this, Moen felt a little sad.

It seems rather inhumane to ruin a girl who only has eyes for you like this.

After a moment of unease, Moen forced himself to focus all his attention on what was in front of him.

It has just been proven that there is no problem with language communication between the two parties. This should be attributed to the company, and of course, it could also be due to the pocket watch.

Moen glanced down at the culprit behind everything—the incredibly exquisite pocket watch.

Moen's silence made the sound-following hunters on the other side increasingly impatient and uneasy.

A normal person would have done as the hunter said. The fact that he's not doing it means he's met his match tonight!

'After thirteen years of relentless effort, am I really going to die a glorious death like this?!'

'Gods and kings, I did say I wanted a promotion and a raise, but I never said I wanted posthumous honors!'

After glancing at the rows of houses around him, the hunter who had been listening to the sound gritted his teeth but still did not run away.

He also removed the limiter that had been specially installed on his trench coat.

While his emotions will be greatly suppressed, his abilities will also be greatly enhanced.

This is the Hunters' biggest trump card when suppressing superhumans.

To ensure their safety, most Sound Hunters do not impose any restrictions on their equipment, which is why many transmigrators feel that Sound Hunters are not human.

Because the Sound Hunter's emotions have been greatly suppressed, it really doesn't seem like a human.

Only a seasoned veteran like him would deliberately add a pressing function.

'I can do it. Even if he's only at the limit of Sequence Five, I can definitely hold out until my companions arrive!'

The folding hunting knife was already in hand, and the mithril crossbow was ready.

Like a seasoned hunter, he's about to make a big splash!

Meanwhile, Moen on the other side raised his hand slightly and said in French:

"No one can capture Paris before France surrenders!"

The hunter opposite immediately stood at attention and raised his left hand at a 45-degree angle.

The hunter's suppressed emotions instantly returned. Completely paralyzed, he also saw his bird-beak mask slightly open, giving a reply he couldn't understand at all:

"Yes, even the mustachioed man couldn't do it."

Looking at Moen, who had slightly raised his hand to his waist, the hunter who followed the sound had only one thought in his mind:

'Damn it, I'm going to die in the line of duty!'

Chapter 5 Do you want to improve?

I heard that a hunter like me, who has been a lowly Yellow-headed Eagle hunter for over a decade, would be promoted to Silver Owl after dying in the line of duty. The compensation for my family would also be increased by 30% as a special consideration.

But I'm single, I have no family!

If I were to die like this, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?

While his mind was filled with random thoughts.

Moen across from him said:

Let's find a quiet place.

'Find a quiet place? What does that mean? Does he have accomplices? Wait, is this being said to me?!'

The moment this thought arose, the hunter who followed the sound was horrified to find that he had actually started moving.

So what just happened wasn't some shadow magic trick by a shadow mage, but rather a Word of Power?!

As a lowly sound-following hunter, he would naturally have no idea that the Queen had left a loophole in the equipment she provided, in accordance with someone's will.

Therefore, he can only offer explanations within his own understanding.

In this case, only the Word of Power, which is said to be possessed by demigods through special means, can meet all these requirements.

'I just went out on duty, and I ran into a demigod?!'

Oh no, if this is really a demigod, even if I die, I'm afraid it won't be classified as a death in the line of duty.

Wouldn't I be unable to even get the title of Silver Owl then?

He had heard that some of his comrades, who were clearly killed in the line of duty, were implicated and died because they had ruined the plans of some important figures, so they didn't even get the title of "death in the line of duty"!

A demigod capable of acting in this manner in the imperial capital must be a high-ranking noble within the empire.

Otherwise, the Empire wouldn't have allowed demigods from other factions to act so openly.

As for why he didn't recognize this demigod, it wasn't surprising. It was common knowledge that there were powerful figures in the empire who remained hidden in the shadows and didn't make their names public.

It's perfectly normal for someone of his level to have unknown demigods in the empire.

Thinking of this, the hunter who followed the sound felt completely uneasy.

He was already all alone, and now he can't even get a posthumous promotion for dying in the line of duty.

My life is such a failure!

On the other side, Moen also noticed the change in his expression.

This confirmed to Moen that the other party had indeed completely misunderstood what he thought.

No one else would know about this back door setup.

Therefore, the other party can only interpret it as something else, most likely a high-sequence incantation or mental intimidation.

Therefore, he must now see himself as some kind of maverick nobleman.

With that, things became much easier to handle afterwards.

At least Moen was confident that he could keep the fact that the other person had encountered him a secret.

After confirming that he had indeed been sent to Baratheon, Moen made it clear that his top priority was to stay out of sight!

We absolutely cannot expose this until we have a clearer understanding of the current situation!

My identity involves far too many things.

Therefore, after a brief moment of surprise at the Sound Hunters, Moen quickly devised this little plan.

Moen's deployment of the Sound Hunters was essentially just taking control of the equipment.

He couldn't actually get the other person to find a quiet place on their own.

The other party's actions were simply being controlled silently by Moen.

As for whether the other party will see the problem, Moen is not worried. At most, the lower-sequence ones will know, but will never be clear about the specific differences between these extraordinary methods.

After finding a secluded spot, Moen waved to the other person and said:

"Okay."

The other person suddenly felt a lightness in their body. They could control their body again?

The moment he realized this, the other person immediately knelt down and cried, saying:

"My lord, my lord, I'm very tight-lipped, I absolutely won't say anything out of line, please forgive me this time!"

"Although I have no elderly parents or young children to care for, I still value my life immensely. Please spare me this time!"

This answer left Moen with a slightly ambiguous expression, but also very satisfied.

Very good, things are progressing smoothly.

But that's not enough; the other party might regret it and turn against you.

After all, it's not surprising that someone who has no parents or children and lives all alone can do anything.

We need to find something else to keep him from getting off the ship.

After thinking for a moment, Moen asked with a smile:

"There's hardly anyone around. What happened tonight?"

Moen noticed that there was no one around, but he didn't realize it was due to the curfew.

When he ruled the entire empire as the Duke of the South, there was no such thing as a curfew.

I just assumed something had happened that caused the area to be locked down.

The other party thought that Moen was asking why he was the only Soundfinder Hunter.

After all, under normal circumstances, the Sound Hunters work in groups of three.

So he immediately said:

"Sir, my superior said they've got their eyes on a group of corpse trespassers. Our men are setting up a trap to round them up!"

The desecrator?

Moen was unaware that a large number of transmigrators had arrived, so he was unfamiliar with the word "corpse-blasphemy."

Moen's first thought was of the Night King and the Lady with the Lamp from the Third Age, and the Dark Path controlled by the two of them.

"Has someone brought the Dark Path back?"

The Dark Path, which creates the undead monsters that desecrate corpses, was stripped away by itself in the Third Age and sent to the Spirit Realm for sealing.

There shouldn't be any scoundrels in this situation.

The hunter who followed the sound was stunned the moment he heard those words.

What do you mean by someone bringing back the Dark Path?

Seeing the other person's astonishment.

Moen was also surprised:

"Could it be that the Night King has been resurrected? Or has the Lady with the Lantern returned?"

No way, he killed the Night King himself, and he deliberately took the Lady with him in a one-for-one exchange.

There's no way they could turn the tide in the Fourth Age!

As he spoke, Moen turned around and glanced behind him. In Moen's line of sight, there was a tall tower.

That was the Time Tower that Moen tricked the dwarves into creating during the First Age, and which then spread throughout the world.

According to the instructions above, it is indeed still the Fourth Era, and it should be my most recent death, uh, no, it should be my passing, uh, no.

In short, it should be exactly twenty years after I faked my death.

It's only been twenty years, surely nothing like this could happen?

The more Moen spoke, the more confused the other person became. How could this important person speak in such a high-level way?

Since he had no other doubts, that was all he could think.

After a moment of hesitation, he carefully explained:

"No, no, sir. It is... we have found a group of otherworldly beings who are blaspheming the dead!"

An otherworldly being who desecrated the peace of the dead?!

Or is it a batch?!