Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 21:
Similar to the earth, every country in this world also attaches great importance to intelligence work.
For example, the Eagle Kingdom and Griffin Duchy have a group of scouts called “Eye of the Sky.” They control the beasts that can fly high, use magic to hide their figure and breath, hide in the gaps of clouds, and spy on the situation of other countries.
For another example, the Secret Magic Tower Federation has a huge magic pool. Countless mages temporarily store their magic power in it, so that they can use it when they need it in the future. Federal officials used the massive magic power collected by this magic pool to cast some extremely high-level spells, thereby obtaining certain secret information that is absolutely impossible to obtain through normal channels.
As for the Gold Coin Federation, it uses a wide-spreading method to collect information from all merchants and vendors, and then a group of savvy and capable intelligence officers fight the mountain of intelligence every day, sorting it out from countless fragments of words. Come out what you want.
The Northwestern Republic has been established for a short period of time, and the intelligence agencies have limited manpower and resources. So they had no choice but to make up for the shortage of quantity and quality, and lack of manpower? Then let go of simple things and concentrate the limited manpower on important things.
For example, this piece of information from Wood, taken from the spies, and then sent back, is the Deputy Director of the Fishery and Hunting Resources Investigation Office under the Ministry of Agriculture of the Northwestern Republic. Deputy Director Klitto was very disgusted with this off-duty job, but he was a little frightened by his wife’s eyes, and he mumbled helplessly, “This is a charge for overtime” and set off.
A dignified legendary powerhouse, who was able to elope with a marquis daughter when he was only in the mid-level strength. It is really easy to do this kind of sneaky thing. Except for his own dissatisfaction, the whole thing was done beautifully without being noticed at all.
About two months after Wood’s message, officials of the Federal Intelligence Department of the Myriad Tower received his information.
For intelligence work, it takes two months for a piece of information to be delivered, and the speed is horribly slow. In this field, magic communication is used in most cases. Although it is costly and inefficient, it is faster.
Quick, that’s enough.
Because the pursuit of intelligence is nothing more than “accuracy”, “secret” and “fast”. The first two points are often met but not desired. Even if the best intelligence personnel are sent, no matter how high the price is, they may not be able to do it. Only the last point, as long as you spend money.
Other countries may still have a headache for finding a group of middle- and high-level mages who are willing to work for them, but what is the Secret Tower Federation? It is the magic holy land of the entire main plane! Is there still a lack of wizards here?
Since there are enough manpower, the rest is just a matter of money. For a big country, is money still a problem?
So the Secret Tower Federation’s intelligence work has always been the best, not to mention the main plane, even if things happen on other planes, as long as there is a close relationship with the Secret Tower Federation, it will be after the news comes out. It was sent to an intelligence agency within a day or two for sorting and research.
However, no matter how much money is in the Secret Tower Federation, it cannot be spent randomly. Only those important information that is truly valuable can enjoy the treatment of “don’t care about money” and be able to be transmitted by magic. Time is passed back to the Federation.
Wood’s intelligence was initially able to enjoy this treatment, especially the defensive map he issued about Pyroxene Town, which made his superiors very satisfied and praised him for it.
But the good times are not long. As time goes by, there is less and less valuable intelligence, and Wood’s intelligence treatment is getting lower and lower. Now, the information he sent has been marked as the “least urgent” level, using a transmission channel consistent with civilian information, which is nothing more than a secret.
These things, Wood did not know. He only knows that the country needs his hidden heart in other countries, constantly collecting all kinds of information and sending it back. If necessary, maybe he will stay lurking for a lifetime; if necessary, maybe he will draw his sword tomorrow…In short, he is a small cog nail on the huge national machinery of the Secret Tower Federation—no, far from it. It is so important, he is probably equivalent to a handful of soil in a farmland, or a glass of water in a pond, nothing more.
But even if it’s a handful of soil or a glass of water, he is very serious in fulfilling his duties, and he dare not slack in the slightest.
It’s a pity that his superiors don’t think so.
“It’s this kind of worthless information again… Boy Wood, it seems that he has other thoughts.” It took about half a minute to finish reading his information-this time is even longer than Felix’s. It was short, the intelligence director of the Secret Tower Federation frowned, tapped his fingers on the desktop, thinking about what to do.
After a while, he made up his mind and asked the messenger to issue an order.
In less than three minutes, a middle-aged man walked in with a very ordinary appearance, walking in the street as if a drop of water had poured into a sea of people.
“There is something wrong with the spy number ninety-seven.” The intelligence director said, “Preparing to start the replacement plan.”
The middle-aged man recalled briefly, he remembered the identity of the 97th and the job he was responsible for, frowned and said: “He has taken root in the Northwestern Republic, and he has the hope of mixing into the upper class in the future. He will replace it now. It’s a pity to drop.”
The intelligence director shook his head: “His mind has changed. In the past three years, he has not sent back even a piece of valuable information.”
“Perhaps just because he was cautious enough?” The middle-aged man said, “He was able to completely abolish his ability to almost reach the upper ranks in order to hide. Such a person will change his mind? Isn’t it possible? Big.”
“That’s what I said, but the fact is that he has changed his heart.” The intelligence director did not explain to the other party in detail, waved his hand, “Go and prepare, we must ensure that intelligence point.”
The middle-aged man froze for a moment, sighed, and turned around and went out.
The duty of a soldier is to obey orders, even if he does not approve of the order and thinks it is absurd, it is the same.
He has submitted his opinion, but it has been rejected, there is no way.
After returning to his room, he was silent for a long time before saying to the adjutant: “Are there any female spies with a certain degree of artistic literacy recently? The kind that can perform long-term tasks, and the age should not be too large or too young.”
The adjutant thought for a while and listed a few names.
“Give them special training on carving knowledge. In addition, bring out the detailed information of Detective No. 97.” The middle-aged man said, “After training, choose the one with the most stable performance and arrange her to act as The wife of the 97th, send her to Pyroxene City.”
The adjutant nodded, took note of the incident, and asked casually: “Is it urgent?”
“No.” The middle-aged man thought for a while, and a strange color passed through his eyes, “The training should be detailed and proper, and must not make mistakes. This spy is going to replace No. 97, and the training standards must be high. .”
The adjutant immediately understood what he meant, smiled slightly, and nodded out.
After the adjutant left, the middle-aged man thought about it for a while, shook his head, frowning.
“How is it possible!” He muttered in a low voice, “It’s totally unreasonable…”
At this time, in the intelligence director’s office, there was another magician covered in black robe.
“There is something wrong with someone on my side.” The intelligence director said without emotion, “I’m going to send someone to replace him. You make some preparations. At that time, I will make him die like a drinker. The appearance of excessive blood upsurge, no one can check the kind of problem.”
The black-robed magician did not speak, but silently nodded.
“It’s a pity…I knew he was unreliable, so I might as well feed it to the witch. Maybe a witch can be cultivated…” The intelligence director said with some regret, and then talked about another topic. “Currently How many witches can be used?”
“Six.” The black robe magician replied, his voice was old and hoarse, weakened.
“Too little!”
“Witches are very troublesome to train, but they lose quickly.”
“Yes…because it’s easy to use.” The intelligence director smiled slightly, but there was nothing kind in his smile, “Step up training.”
“The materials needed for cultivating witches are very difficult to obtain and require authorization.”
The intelligence director sneered: “It’s useless to say so many times. I can’t give you this authorization. Want the materials? Think of it yourself! I won’t give you any promises. On the contrary, if something goes wrong, I won’t Will admit anything.”
“When I don’t know you sorcery researchers? It’s nothing more than changing tricks and wanting me to take responsibility for you~ IndoMTL.com~ tell you, don’t even think about it!” The intelligence director’s face became cold. Ru Hanbing, “The person who has the problem is much better than you in terms of qualifications and strength, but as long as there is a need, I can replace him at any time. The same is true for you.”
The black-robed magician didn’t speak again.
“Go get ready. I will notify you when you need to do something.” The intelligence director waved his hand as if to catch a fly. “Don’t try to try or fight for anything. It can give you benefits, and I will naturally give . What I don’t give, I just can’t. You are now a soldier, not a businessman, don’t play the bargaining set with me-this is the last reminder, do you understand?”
The black-robed magician was silent, bowed his head in greeting, and turned to leave.
After waiting for the other party, the intelligence director tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and started to ponder.
This time he was thinking about other issues. As for the spy code-named “Wood”…a useless spy, it is no longer worthwhile for him to waste even a second to think about it.
Wood had no idea, his fate was decided by several conversations in the office tens of thousands of miles away.