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There are many things in this world, no matter what is right or wrong, good or evil, just ask whether you should do it or not.

For example, a soldier on the battlefield does not need to consider whether his war is just or evil. He must first let himself survive, otherwise there will be nothing to talk about.

For another example, a doctor faces an acutely ill patient who is about to die. He does not need to consider whether the patient is a good person or a bad person, or whether it is right to save the person. He only needs to save the person.

And, let's say a spy.

The one with his back to Wood now.

What he has to do, what he can do, is actually only one thing.

"Come back with me." He was silent for a while and said, "After I go back, I will go to the internal court to accuse him of disrupting federal order and harming federal interests. When the time comes, you will be a very important witness."

Wood smiled: "I was waiting for your words!"

He walked up to the other party and patted the other party on the shoulder: "Don't be so nervous. I never thought about taking action against my fellow members of the Federation. The reason why I wanted to lure you out was just to wait for this sentence."

"But what are you going to do specifically?" he asked. "It's not easy to accuse that guy. Do you have reliable evidence?"

"Aren't you the evidence!" the supervisor asked, "Aren't you still reliable?"

"I used to be reliable, but not anymore." Wood shook his head.

The supervisor thought for a while and frowned.

Except for Wood's witness, he really couldn't produce any reliable evidence to prove that the director of the intelligence agency had done something that harmed the interests of the federal government out of his own selfish motives.

"You can use magic to detect it." But he did not admit defeat and said, "Even if there is no evidence, magic detection is enough to prove everything!"

"Don't pin everything on magic." Wood sighed, "Magic is not omnipotent. And you also know that the results of magic detection cannot be used as evidence in court."

"The internal court is not so particular. It can be torture or magic detection," the manager said.

Wood sneered: "Based on our identities, even if these methods are used, who do you think they will be used on?"

The manager was stunned for a moment and sighed deeply.

As Wood said, given the difference in status between them, even if torture or magic detection is used, the unlucky ones will most likely be them, not the supervisor.

There is no saying in this world that "the punishment is not as good as that of a doctor, and the courtesy is not as good as that of common people", but it is done more thoroughly than in the feudal era on earth. The so-called "king has only power, nobles have rights and obligations, and common people have only obligations." This set of rules is almost universally applicable. Many people think that this is as natural as the sun rising and setting, and the coming and going of cold and summer. Only the newly emerged Northwest Republic, under the leadership of Sui Xiong, negated this set of rules.

Although the Mystic Tower Federation adopts a federal system, it is a federation of feudal territories, and the feudal privilege system is still regarded as the norm here. Whether Wood or those in charge, they can only be regarded as middle- and senior-level personnel in the federation and have not yet truly entered the top level of the federation. The director of the intelligence agency is one of the highest-ranking officials in the federation. With their status, it is not easy to accuse the other party and bring the other party down!

"But... we can't just do nothing, just admit defeat!" the supervisor said through gritted teeth, "That guy dared to do such a thing, we must not spare him!"

"Of course I can't spare him, but there's something wrong with your method." Wood said with a smile, "I'll go back with you, but you don't want to go to any internal court to accuse him. You just need to find an opportunity to take me into the inner tower to have an audience. Just your Majesty, the Great Teacher.”

The supervisor was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what the other party meant, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You are right! The status of a mortal is meaningless to the Great Master. As long as you can meet Him, or even as long as you can successfully arrive at the audience hall to pay an audience, that guy's status will be completely useless!"

"Not only that, as long as the god is willing, mortals cannot hide it from him. In this way, evidence or anything else is not a problem." Wood added.

The manager nodded repeatedly, and now he felt that he had great hope, and he was sure to win no matter how he looked at it.

Given his status, it would be extremely difficult to sue the federal intelligence chief and bring him down. But if you just want to go to the audience hall and apply to see His Majesty the Great Master, it is not particularly difficult.

This is equivalent to changing "becoming the richest man in the world" to "earning 100 million." Although the difficulty of both is at the "legendary" level, the latter is at least possible, and the former is basically at the "incredible" level.

On Earth, there will be no more than a hundred people who are qualified to challenge the title of "World's Richest Man", or in other words, charge towards this title; but if the goal is relaxed to "100 million", then the next one hundred people will not count. If you add another "ten thousand", I'm afraid it's an overestimation.

Seeing this, Sui Xiong, who was watching this invisible in the air, couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Although Wood is a bit unlucky, he is still very clear-headed and knows what to do to succeed, or in other words, he is more likely to succeed if he knows what to do.

In Sui Xiong's opinion, his plan is still very promising.

In fact, Sui Xiong could do him a favor, for example, go out and talk to Lampelus, the god of spellcasters. I believe that as long as he is willing to come forward, this little thing will not be a problem at all.

But he can't do that.

If he were to do this, where would Wood's loyalty to the Mystic Tower Federation lie?

This is different from the last time. The last time he used his divine power to create a "panacea" to save Wood, it was at the request of Archon Felix that he saved a great artist in the Northwest Republic. It would make sense no matter where he goes, even if Wood I can't say anything myself. But if he takes action this time, he will be helping the secret agents of the Mystic Tower Federation... In this way, even if Wood can bring down the intelligence chief, the fact that he betrayed the Federation is confirmed.

What could be more betrayal of the Federation than colluding with Mask of the Void? Gone! He is the highest level of the Northwest Republic, and colluding with him means taking refuge in the Northwest Republic.

So he couldn't take action and could only watch.

Sui Xiong was a little worried when he saw Wood acting like he was tired of living, fearing that he really went back to his hometown to seek death, begging to "die in his hometown." Now it seems that he has not really given up on himself, but is still working hard to survive and win, and Sui Xiong is relieved.

Now that the matter was discussed, Wood followed the supervisor and left. They did not return to the intelligence agency, but went directly to the "inner tower", the core of the Supreme Tower, planning to go directly to the audience hall.

As the saying goes, the key to military success is speed. No matter how powerful the intelligence director is, he cannot display it in a hurry. As long as they make a time difference and complete the interview before the other party reacts, then the matter is settled.

The group of people hurriedly walked down the streets of the Supreme Tower, but they were stopped after less than a third of the way.

"Wood, long time no see." The person who stopped them was a middle-aged man wearing a very heavy and serious robe embroidered with complex patterns and holding a golden staff. The staff was also dazzling, and there were at least seven or eight layers of magic aura surrounding it. It was obvious that he had used all kinds of enhancement methods before he stepped in to stop him.

Seeing him appear, the faces of Wood and the supervisor darkened.

This man was also a spy, but later in an operation, he accidentally encountered a lich who had lived in seclusion for many years. The lich was originally a warlock. In order to avoid death, he transformed himself into an immortal monster. But even the lifespan of a monster has its limit. No matter how much he delays, the day will eventually come when his lifespan is about to run out. In desperation, the lich tried to use his own soul to devour the souls of others, thereby changing his body and extending his life.

Unfortunately, the Lich failed. The soul that had been worn away for a long time was not strong enough, and lost to the determined spy in the battle of souls.

So there is one less lich in the world who is afraid of death, and there is one more spy with powerful magic.

Soon after, the man changed his profession and became a mage instead of a spy.

"You seem to be doing well." Wood looked at the other person carefully and said jokingly, "You even put on the robe of the law."

Although he said this, his heart sank.

The Robe of Law is a very special magic weapon. In other places, it is just an ordinary powerful magic robe. It can provide the owner with defense power that is no less than that of heavy armor, and greatly reduce the possibility of spell casting failure, and Reduced backlash damage from failed spellcasting. But inside the Supreme Tower, its power is comparable to a divine weapon!

This robe has a special effect. As long as it is inside the Supreme Tower, it can connect to the "Great Magic Pool" of the Supreme Tower, and can draw magic power from it at will. It can even directly construct magic power into spells, skipping the step of casting spells. process.

In other words, in the city of the Supreme Tower, the mage wearing this robe can use any spell at will, and it can be cast directly without the need for spell casting.

This is almost comparable to the power of a god. Only the amazingly talented Master Lamperus can create such a wonderful magical weapon and create this infinitely powerful combination.

Being stopped by the opponent, no matter what Wood and the others planned to do, they had no choice but to give up.

"What do you mean?" the manager asked in a deep voice.

"Do you still have to ask?" the former colleague said with a smile, "I just received an urgent summons saying that Wood, the former ace spy who betrayed the federation and killed his colleagues, appeared in the city and went straight to the inner tower. He may be suspected of sabotage. . As a result, I hurried over without saying anything... What do you mean?"

He looked at Wood again. Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were so cold that there was no smile at all: "Wood, did you really kill your colleagues?"

"Why not ask about 'betrayal of the Federation'?" Wood did not answer, but asked the question first.

The other party looked at him coldly: "Killing your colleagues is betraying the Federation."

Wood was silent for a while, then sighed deeply.

"Can I defend myself?" he asked.

"I am not a judge." The former spy and now the great magician said, "I don't want to hear your defense either."

"Now I give you two choices. The first is to fight with me. Anyway, if you kill a colleague, you don't care about killing another one. What's more, I am still a former colleague who quit this profession... As long as you kill me, you will never be able to kill me again." No one can stop you, you can do whatever you want when the time comes.”

Wood smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'd better ask about the second option."

Of course he would not choose to fight. Facing a great magician who could freely cast any spell and even omit the spell-casting process, only a lunatic would choose to fight!

Don't say he is only a high-level one. Even if he is a legendary warrior, facing such an enemy, he will lose more than he wins. It's just that he can probably escape after losing, unlike him who doesn't even have a chance to escape.

"The second choice is to surrender now." The other party's voice has a little more warmth, "With your identity and your past contributions, you can at least keep a decent face."

"It seems that no matter which choice you make, the result is almost the same." Wood said with a wry smile, "It's just the difference between being arrested honestly or being beaten and arrested."

"That's how it is. Choose it yourself."

Wood was silent for a while and said, "Can I ask a few more questions?"

"Sure, time is on my side anyway." The former spy wearing the robe of law said confidently.

"How did you know I was in the city?" Wood asked, "No one should know about this."

"No one knows?" The other party was slightly stunned, then laughed, "What made you have such a ridiculous illusion? If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself! Do you really think your actions can escape the detection of the Federation?"

"We are all in this business, don't say such polite words." Wood said disdainfully.

The former spy laughed: "Okay, then I'll tell the truth-the intelligence director contacted me, and he also used the emergency contact channel for this. Fortunately, this information is indeed worth it, otherwise he will definitely be in big trouble."

Wood frowned. He was not surprised by such a result, but he didn't understand why the intelligence director knew that he was in the city?

In theory, it was only a short time from entering the city to here. Even if there were spies monitoring him, they would not have had time to report.

He thought hard, but he couldn't understand why.

At this moment, a voice came.

"Don't you understand? In fact, you have been under our surveillance all the time."

Wood turned around suddenly and saw the intelligence director walking quickly.

"What do you mean?" he asked in a deep voice.

The intelligence director smiled and pointed at the bodyguards in charge: "One of these people has a special magic weapon that can report the news to me at any time. Not long ago, when you were discussing with laughter, I had already received the news."

Wood finally understood what was going on and sighed deeply.

"I finally understand! It seems that I have no choice."

"It's not that you have no choice. You chose to go this way." The director shook his head, "I admit that I used to be jealous of you, but then your grades got worse and worse, and I no longer envied you."

"I want to execute you, it's really all for the benefit of the Federation."

Wood nodded: "Maybe."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the intelligence director.