Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 60:
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It is not only the people from the Northwestern Republic and the Masked Void Church who are preparing for this coming war.
"...Our Secret Tower Federation and the Northwestern Republic, one in the southernmost part of the main plane, and the other almost the northernmost in the main plane, are separated by tens of thousands of miles. Even if they take flying monsters, they will have to fly for almost ten days. The long geographical distance makes it impossible for the two countries to have any fundamental conflicts of interest. Taking a step back, even if there is a conflict of interest, each other is unable to attack each other remotely."
"To sum up, I think that in the war that the Northwestern Republic is about to face, we can stand on a stand that has nothing to do with both sides and try to obtain hǎochù from it. No more supplies are sold to the world at the same time. Both sides of the war have made more profitable business!"
"If you have to choose one side to stand in the team, I suggest choosing Northwestern Republic. In any case, it cannot be defeated by a small number of expert attacks. As long as it does not collapse, it will soon be able to recover. Vitality. Become strong and prosperous again. The so-called "a pie when starving to death is more precious than a table of dishes" if we can seize this opportunity to have a good relationship with them, we can form a strong alliance."
"The two powers of the north, the south and the north, join forces, and we will embrace the entire main plane! In this case, in a few hundred years, this alliance will undoubtedly become the dominant force of the whole main plane!"
Wood finished writing the last line, put down his pen, looked at the densely packed secret letters filled with coded words, smiled relievedly.
Having lurked in Pyroxene City for so many years, he finally produced a piece of really valuable intelligence.
This information carefully analyzed the stakes between the Northwestern Republic and the Secret Fata Federation from multiple perspectives such as geography, resources, humanities, society, and even the world's pattern, and finally came up with an answer.
He believes that this answer should be correct.
As a senior spy, Wood has traveled many places and has been exposed to many political things, and he has even received training in this area. Although he is only a woodcarver craftsman in Pyroxene City, in fact he is fully capable of being the governor's gōngzuò.
Over the years, comparing the various policies of the Northwest Republic and Pyroxene City, he has also been studying and thinking. I feel that my level has improved a lot after more than ten years.
Now, he can be regarded as an excellent political talent, walking in the sunshine in an open manner, which is admirable.
Of course, he has no such extravagant hopes. For him, to help the Federation become stronger, it is already zúgòu.
If the Secret Tower Federation is a huge magic tower, it is good to be the dazzling gems or mighty statues on the outer layer of the tower, but it is also not bad to become the cornerstone of obscurity.
Wood is willing to be such a cornerstone, contributing his life's strength to the prosperity and strength of the Secret Tower Federation!
So, although he also loves Pyroxene City and the Northwest Republic very much, he will still stand on the side of the Secret Tower Federation on key issues.
After writing the secret letter, he double-checked it again and made sure that there were no mistakes or omissions. He summed up zìjǐ’s thoughts and information completely and wrote them up in detail. Satisfactorily collected the secret letter, sealed it with magic props, and took it out.
His destination is a shop that sells magic items.
This shop is not an intelligence station of the Secret Tower Federation, but if necessary, it can also provide some services for the transmission of small objects over long distances-although the charges are very expensive.
Wood is a regular customer of the store. He often comes here to buy some magic materials to add special effects or functions to zìjǐ wood carvings to create rare boutiques. And the set of carving tools he is currently using is mostly customized for the dwarves living on the waterfront southwest of the Broken Cloud Mountains with the help of the shopkeeper.
That set of tools cost him a lot of money, but it is indeed worth the money. It is very easy to use. It greatly improves his gōngzuò efficiency and reduces the difficulty of making fine wood carvings.
After chatting with the boss for a few words, he said that he would borrow the teleportation array and order something from the "Gray Pigeon Demon Item" in the Thunder Principality.
Grey Pigeon Magic Props, is an old magic shop. It is located in a town on the southeast corner of the main plane dàlù, and is known for its ability to tailor magic items for customers. Among the set of carving tools that Wood customized before, the most precious carving knife was made by this shop.
In addition, this store also has an identity, which is the transit point for the secret information of the Secret Tower Federation spies.
Whenever this channel is to be used, it means that intelligence is urgent and must be delivered to the federal intelligence director immediately. Once this channel is used, it almost means that the spy is likely to be exposed-the secret of the gray dove demon prop is not a particularly big secret in the eyes of the senior intelligence agencies of various countries in the world.
Wood doesn't know if zìjǐ will be exposed this time, but he thinks that as long as the information can be sent out smoothly, even if zìjǐ is exposed, it will be worthwhile.
Deep down, he sometimes feels that he might be exposed, and being arrested and executed may not be an acceptable ending.
Over the years, Zìjǐ has been taking care of the Northwestern Republic and Pyroxene City, especially when there was a serious illness, if it hadn’t been for the gift of Majesty the Void Mask by the Chief Archon Felix who had served as the mayor of Pyroxene Town. The elixir was given, and he was definitely dead--the serious illness was essentially a sequelae left by the "witch" that was secretly cultivated by the intelligence director before he set off from the Secret Tower.
Speaking of, according to the general law, people who have been absorbed by witches generally live less than ten years. Even if you barely survive the outbreak of sequelae, your body will weaken rapidly, and you will soon become too old. However, zìjǐ is completely different. Not only has he recovered, but the strength he lost in the past is also quickly recovered. Now he has almost recovered to its peak state, and he is even about to step into the high-level field.
All this yīqiē told him how precious that panacea is!
Such an elixir is worthy of collection even for the legendary strong. Perhaps even when a king's life is dying, it is difficult to get it to save his life. But Archon Felix used it on Wood and gave him a new life.
Generally speaking, to receive such a great favor is really no choice but to pay for it. But Wood is a spy...
Over the years, his heart has been in torment. Loyalty and kindness are like two huge rocks, which makes him difficult to breathe. I don't know how many times he wakes up from nightmares.
(Maybe...this time, it can be solved completely...)
The miniature teleportation array was activated and Wood sighed deeply as he witnessed the secret information disguised as an "order form" disappearing in the light of the teleportation.
Probably, yīqiē is over.
"That's fine~ IndoMTL.com~ He said to zìjǐ, "Although I am very sorry to the Archon Felix, I am still a spy after all. Found, arrested, interrogated and killed... That's all I can do for her. "
He can imagine how disappointed Felix Grand Archon will be by then, but he has no choice.
He is a shameful betrayer, a despicable man who has stolen the trust of a friendly and strong man. Apart from the life of zìjǐ, he has nothing else to atone for his sins.
Although... his life is not enough for the atonement, but what can be done? Life is alive, unsatisfactory things, there will always be seven or eight times out of ten.
Wood smiled bitterly, sorted his clothes, turned and walked out of the teleportation room.
(How long can I live?)
He pondered.
(Before you die, let’s finish a few promised woodcarvings. I'm already sorry to the Archon Felix, so don't be sorry to the guests who paid the deposit!) (to be continued .)