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In Trier, the capital of the Intis Republic, the director of an intelligence agency was assigning tasks to his subordinates.
Suddenly, his vision blurred, and a voice that seemed to come from far away rang in his ears:
"Orville... Dilan... Orville... Dilan..."
As a Beyonder who had joined Intis's External Security Directorate as a member of the Secret Order, Antoine had encountered similar things before.
In certain situations in the past, and during every advancement, he would hear the murmurs of "Hornacis... Flegrea... Hornacis... Flegrea..." Several times, they had nearly caused him to lose control.
Unlike before, however, the contents of the whispers seemed to have changed this time.
Once the murmuring subsided and his vision returned to normal, Antoine frowned slightly and silently muttered to himself:
My mental state has been very stable lately, and I haven't consumed a potion or attempted to advance. Why would I hear the whispers of a Concealment Being?
This seems somewhat different from before...
What does Orville stand for? I don't have enough information. I have no way of interpreting it at all...
Dilan, Dilan... Hmm, the higher-ups in the Order mentioned that our mysterious, terrifying leader once concealed an ancient castle called Dilan...
Hiss, just thinking of that existence makes me shudder. Although he's returned to normal over the past two years, the terrifying legends and actual destruction he left behind before that are enough to give someone nightmares for a lifetime...
Antoine steadied himself, temporarily suppressed his doubts, and continued assigning tasks to his subordinates.
A few minutes later, he left his office. Upon seeing a colleague from the Hunter pathway approaching him in the corridor, he suddenly had an idea-
*After confirming the level of danger, if it's far beyond my capabilities, I can report it directly to the