Every country had an organization to train spies — well, the Republic of Northwest didn't have one yet — and the Mifata Federation was no exception.
No one knew when it started, but the intelligence department of the Mifata Federation began to collect orphans from the people, instilling them with the idea of loyalty to the country from an early age, and teaching them all kinds of spy skills, training them into excellent spies.
Most of the orphans were not very talented, but sometimes there would be more talented ones among them. As a result, these talented children would be selected for higher level training. And after a period of time, when a group of talented children was gathered, the Mifata Federation would invite the ace spies of the older generation to be their teachers and teach them.
This was the origin of the elite spy training class. As for the 1096th batch, of course, it did not mean that Wood and the others were already the 1096th batch of elite spies to be trained. Instead, the year they were trained was the 1096th year after the official establishment of the Mifata Federation.
There were 25 young people in that batch. The oldest one was already 16 years old and had even participated in official missions; the youngest one was only 11 years old and had just started the introductory training for three years.
But after the preliminary training, the 11-year-old child surpassed everyone with an indisputable and absolute advantage and became their monitor.
After half a year of special training, when they graduated, the former ace spy instructor sighed and said, "As long as this child doesn't die young, he will definitely become the ace spy of the new generation of the Federation, and he will be stronger than me!"
His prediction soon became a reality. Only five years later, the 16-year-old boy had already become one of the best spies in the Federation.
The reason why the word "one of" was used was that the Federation was very big and there were many excellent spies. The older generation of spies had not retired yet.
To be more precise, there was still one senior who had not retired yet.
That senior originally wanted to retire, but seeing Wood's outstanding performance, he said that he would persist for a few more years.
"If a young man reaches the top too early, he will easily become arrogant," he said. "Besides, it's too lonely to stand at the top alone. Even if it's just an old man, it's not a bad thing to have more people to accompany him. "
So he persisted for a few more years.
And this persisted for a lifetime.
Two years later, he died in a difficult mission to protect a group of juniors.
The one who killed him was a famous scout of the Orc Empire, nicknamed Grey Eagle.
Wood, who happened to be on vacation at that time, attended his funeral. At the funeral, the only ace spy of the Mifata Federation was very respectful, just like a disciple.
After attending the funeral, Wood spent half a year preparing. Then, he gathered a few of his fellow trainees and traveled all the way to the Orc Empire to assassinate Gray Eagle.
That battle was extremely tragic. Only two of his classmates survived, Wood and the oldest one. However, that student was also seriously injured and basically lost the possibility of becoming a powerhouse.
After they came back, they went their separate ways. One became the ace spy of the Mifata Federation, and the other became a civilian staff of the intelligence agency. They had never seen each other again.
In the blink of an eye, twenty-five years had passed.
Even though he hadn't been a spy for 25 years, he hadn't completely forgotten the basics of being in charge. On the contrary, because he had been dealing with intelligence for a long time, his sensitivity towards intelligence and his ability to speculate had become stronger.
Thus, as soon as Wood said 'I killed Bei Feng', he had already deduced the entire sequence of events in an instant, with not a single mistake off the mark.
He naturally understood that Wood's situation was very serious. It could be considered as a betrayal.
If Wood had used his charm or some other tricks to trick Bei Feng into giving him information, then came back angrily to quarrel with him. Even if it was a small mistake, as long as it was covered up properly, it could even become a good story.
But Wood had been killed after a conflict with Bei Feng, or even when Bei Feng was carrying out a "cleansing" mission. The nature of the matter was completely different.
"… You shouldn't have come back," he said after a long silence.
"You shouldn't have said that," Wood said. "It's not appropriate."
"It's not appropriate to go to the Orc Empire!" the supervisor scolded. "What are you planning to do?"
"I just want to ask the supervisor, why did he want to cleanse me?" Wood said seriously. "I didn't betray the Federation. My results haven't been good all these years, and that's only because my working conditions aren't good. The most he can do is remove me from my position or even fire me. What right does he have to purge me? What right does he have! "
He couldn't help but raise his voice. "I've always been loyal to the Federation in the past, and I've made outstanding contributions. What right does he have to question my loyalty? I'm a recipient of the Federation's Gold Wand Medal, and I also have the status of a lord. What right does he have to execute me? "
The supervisor sighed deeply.
"If you were in the Federation, of course he wouldn't have the right. But you're in the Republic of Northwest, far away from the Federation. It's not up to him to decide what to do … He judged that you've betrayed the Federation and wanted to get rid of you. This is completely in line with the workflow and in line with his authority. "
"F * ck his authority! Since when can the Federation convict an ace spy of betrayal without a trial? And since when can a person like me be sentenced to death without a trial! "Wood sneered and said disdainfully." Authority? Believe it or not, if I enter the Highest Tower with him now and apply to see His Majesty the Great Teacher, I'm more likely to get an audience than he is! "
The supervisor knew that what he said was the truth.
As the only ace spy of the Federation in the present age, in the eyes of His Majesty the God of Spellcasters who established the Mifata Federation, Wood might really be more important than the current director of the intelligence agency.
"Actually … a few years ago, he mentioned this matter." He thought for a while and decided to tell everything. "At that time, he ordered me to arrange for someone to replace you and get rid of you."
Wood frowned and said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
"Of course I didn't agree, so I used my own method to delay it — it's not that easy to train someone who can get rid of you and replace you! Don't you think so? "
Wood laughed. In his laughter, there was 70% pride and 30% coldness.
"But … sigh! Didn't you send an intelligence report last time, analyzing the relationship between the Federation and the Republic of Northwest in detail, and then concluding that if the two sides were to be enemies, it would only benefit others, and that only by working together could they become stronger and stronger, right? "
Wood nodded. "That's what happened. I really spent a lot of effort on that intelligence report, collected a lot of information, and came to that conclusion after a detailed analysis."
"Probably that intelligence report angered him," the supervisor sighed and said. "He's not a spy by birth, so he can't understand your position among the spies. Maybe he can understand, but it's not impossible for him to pretend that he doesn't understand. I can be sure that he has always been jealous and dissatisfied with you. "
"Think about it, is there a need for you to be mobilized for a mere undercover mission? Even if our Federation has been very peaceful these years, and His Majesty the Great Teacher is in charge, an ace spy can be placed anywhere. Why must he do the undercover work that ordinary spies can do? "
Wood was silent.
"I don't know how he convinced the higher-ups at that time, but there's no doubt that from that time on, he has already been planning to get rid of you."
Wood frowned and said, "What you said is a little strange, I don't really believe it."
"Yes, I don't really believe it myself, but it's the truth," the supervisor said. "There have been many signs over the years. In general, he has always wanted you dead. "
"Then he can let me do some high-risk missions," Wood said. "Even if I'm made of steel, how many nails can I hit? As long as I keep doing those high-risk missions, I will die in them sooner or later. Isn't that how the ace spy of the previous generation died? "
Thinking of the old man they respected, the two of them were silent for a while.
"I'm not a bug in his stomach, and I can't read minds, so I don't understand what he's thinking," the supervisor said. "Based on my speculation, he probably doesn't want you to shine and become popular. He doesn't want you to be worshipped by everyone anymore. For this goal, killing you is, of course, the best. If he can't kill you, he will send you thousands of miles away, to the other side of the Main Plane, where no one can see you. What he doesn't see, he won't be sad. "
Wood sneered.
"This method works really well in general. Many young spies have not heard of you."
"But Bei Feng has heard of me, and she quite admires me," Wood said. "Unfortunately, when she made her move, she didn't hesitate or show any mercy."
"Because she is also very outstanding. An outstanding spy will not let personal feelings affect the mission."
Wood nodded and sighed softly.
"How did Bei Feng die?" the supervisor asked.
"How else could she die? She wanted to get rid of me, but she revealed an opening and was killed by me, "Wood replied.
The supervisor shook his head. "You really shouldn't have killed her. As long as you didn't kill her, there was still a chance to turn things around. If you killed her, there would be no turning back! "
Wood laughed coldly. "At that time, I was poisoned, and my whole body was in pain. My stomach felt like there were at least 20 knives stabbing everywhere. She also rushed over with a crossbow. Tell me, other than killing her, what other choice did I have?"
The supervisor was silent for a while, then sighed deeply.
Indeed, as Wood said, in that situation, he had no other choice.
Since there was no other choice, he could only kill.
As for what would happen after killing Bei Feng? Would it make him a traitor? These were questions that only the survivors had to consider. The dead did not need to consider these things.
The reason why Wood could still sit here, talk to him, and even come back to ask him the truth, was because he had killed him.
If he didn't kill Bei Feng, he would have died a long time ago. He would have died as a traitor.
"You want to find him and ask him something? Ask what? "The supervisor sighed again and said," He won't see you. You should understand. "
"Can you help me?" Wood asked.
"No, that would be equivalent to betraying the Federation. I will not betray the Federation."
Wood was silent for a while, then said, "To be honest, I don't know how to find him myself. Do you think I can meet him if I look for him as the great artist of the Republic of Northwest, Wood? "
"Then you will only see me," the supervisor replied. "He can ask me to appear. I am one of the most senior people in the Federation Intelligence Agency. In fact, I'm even more senior than him. Most of the time, I'm the one who appears in the activities of the intelligence agency. As long as he insists on my seniority, then no matter how high your status is, you can only see me. "
"What's the use of seeing you!"
"Yes, it's useless to see me." The supervisor sighed. "What's the use of seeing me now?"
Wood did not give up and asked, "What if I try to sneak in?"
The supervisor laughed. "Don't tell me that your brain has become dull after 25 years of not seeing each other. In all these years, have you ever heard of anyone who could sneak into our door?"
Of course, Wood had never heard of it.
In the past years, there had been top masters who had fought their way into the intelligence agency, but none of them had managed to sneak in.
But if he wanted to fight his way in, it was really not enough with his ability.
Not to mention that he was only at the high level, even if he stepped into the legendary realm, it would still be impossible.
… Of course, if he stepped into the legendary realm, a legendary realm spy's status would be much higher than the supervisor of the intelligence agency. At that time, he could directly visit the great teacher, His Majesty Lamperus, and directly complain to His Majesty. His Majesty would naturally call that guy over to confront him.
And in that case, he could bet his life that no matter what he did in the past, no matter what he said, no matter who was right and who was wrong, the final conclusion would definitely be in his favor.
Just like the supervisor who was jealous of him could use his identity to deal with him, if he became a legendary master, he could also use his identity to deal with the other party.
This was not despicable or insidious, it was a very normal and correct way of doing things.
"Remember when I was in the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs?" Wood was silent for a while and said, "At that time, I received a piece of information. That information came from a spy who lurked in the top. "
"Of course I remember, it was really dangerous at that time," the supervisor said.
"But there are some things that you may not know," Wood said. "At that time, in fact, there was already a guard who discovered the identity of the senior, and even stood up to accuse him. In the end, the senior just laughed coldly and criticized him as a 'madman'. Then, he had the guard dragged out and beaten to death. "
The supervisor did not answer. He knew what Wood meant.
"At that time, I was very emotional. The difference in status was really like heaven and earth. No matter how loyal you are, how capable you are, when someone's status is higher than yours, you are nothing. "Wood sighed deeply." I never thought that I would have such a day! "
The supervisor just sighed and said nothing.
"You brought four people with you this time. Are you planning to execute me?" Wood asked.
"It's just a habit. You also know my physical condition. Without a few reliable bodyguards, I can't go anywhere."
Wood smiled and nodded. "So, now are you going to let them besiege me?"
The supervisor did not answer, but slowly clenched his fists.
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