The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"You don't know..."

Sigmund sighed.

"Liam City is so big, the city was not under our jurisdiction at the beginning. It is too difficult to develop and perfect our own intelligence system here!"

Hearing this, Mayor Wallace nodded in agreement.

The establishment of any intelligence system is not something that happens overnight.

"The first is the selection of personnel. We have to find the right target, gender, age, whether there is a spouse, and what is the status of the spouse?"

"Those need to be considered."

Gildor and Wallace listened intently, but Marek had slowly opened his mouth.

who I am? where am i What did I do?

He could understand every word that came out of Sigmund's mouth, and it seemed to be in line with some of his own practices.

It is of course difficult to choose.

It's too high, I can't reach it.

Too fat can't do it, and it's tiring to lift.

The figure is too shriveled... If the face is pretty, it can be considered.

As for the spouse, this is of course more to be considered!

This is the core question, okay?

It turns out...it turns out that every step of my choice has a deep meaning.

"The right person has been selected, what's next?"

"Harder!"

Sigmund, with a heavy tone.

"I also learned later that in order for these people to become the most successful intelligence personnel, the captain must personally educate them day and night."

"Sometimes the work is too intense, they...they can't bear it, and the team leader has to provide psychological counseling."

"Just like this one by one, the training of these intelligence personnel occupied most of the captain's time. He didn't even have time to rest, and he was exhausted physically and mentally."

"But in the end, all the hard work has paid off. Sixteen intelligence officers are distributed in every corner of Liam City."

"Any disturbance in this city falls into their eyes. Only in this way can we find clues to the actions of the black hands behind the scenes."

"Then, after careful planning, we will expose the opponent's conspiracy and save the city!"

Yeah, that's it!

Marek was trembling all over when he heard this, and there was only one thought in his mind at this moment.

So many years.

Only Sigmund understands me best!

On the other side, Gildo looked messy.

What is he talking about, what am I thinking.

is that so?

Is this really what the captain meant?

I misunderstood the captain?

Yes, it seems to make sense. It is still fixed for normal people to comfort sixteen widows.

"I didn't expect you to do so much."

Mayor Wallace nodded non-stop. Although there were still many doubts about the details, since Marek had established such a large intelligence network, it seemed that it was not difficult to understand how to find and solve problems.

"Selwyn." He turned to look the other way.

"There were no casualties, and a disaster was resolved. Although the clock tower was destroyed, we also took this opportunity to clean up the underground network under the clock tower."

"It's a complex and it's a place where a lot of criminals hide and trade."

By saying this, he has almost admitted the credit of Marek and others in a disguised form.

The impact of the destruction of the bell tower has just been brushed aside.

In Selwyn's mind, the authenticity of Mr. Tree's news is the most important thing. Since he has no chance to suppress Marek, he can only quietly wait for the opportunity.

"With only sixteen intelligence personnel, Marek was able to do so much under Bennett's jurisdiction." Selwyn felt inexplicably heavy.

The situation here seems to be very different from what I first understood.

"Could it be that Sigmund is a disguise, but Marek has been manipulating it all along?"

Selwyn couldn't help thinking about it.

On the other side, Mayor Wallace nodded frequently. It seemed that the team of demon hunters had been prepared for a long time and built their own information network in the city more than a year ago.

Very well, the safety of the city is guaranteed.

"The salaries of these sixteen intelligence officers..."

"It's my own savings." Marek's voice was heavy. It was expensive to raise a woman, let alone sixteen.

"Well then, I will propose at the meeting tomorrow that the city will allocate a sum of money for you to control yourself." Wallace said earnestly.

Marek's eyes lit up.

You can buy two new skirts for Jenny. By the way, Windsor said last time...and Mi Lai...for a while, he was full of reverie.

Until he left the city hall and boarded the carriage, the list of items in his mind was not exhausted.

After all this tossing, the night subsides, the sky is bright, and a new day is coming.

"I'm sorry Captain, I haven't seen your deep meaning for so long, and I still misunderstood you." Gildo looked guilty.

"It's okay, I forgive you, learn more from Sigmund in the future, and think more about everything." Marek raised his head.

"Captain, where are we going now?"

The matter has almost been resolved, and the rest has little to do with Sigmund.

"After working all night, everyone is tired. Go back and rest."

"What about you, Captain?" Gildor blurted out.

"I'm going to condole with them. They have worked hard after paying so much."

"Captain, pay attention to your body!" Gildo adored.

"Can I help you?"

"No, I can hold on!"

Sigmund fled.

By the time he got back to his Elm Street apartment, the sun was up and the streets were full of cars and horses.

Without going to bed right away, Sigmund concentrated. In his mind, the number two was marked in the middle of the hourglass.

Meanwhile the countdown stalled.

After feeling it for a while, his spirit was clear and his spiritual power blended. After thinking about it, he did not summon the carriage, but focused his attention on the fine sand in the hourglass.

Soon, the familiar feeling struck again.

Sigmund felt the golden fine sand surging into his mind, and his spiritual power increased dramatically. When the fine sand poured into the sky, his spiritual power also reached the peak of the first-order containment.

"Absorption, fusion."

"In a few days at most, I can prepare to be promoted to the second level." Compared with obtaining items from the nightmare carriage, Sigmund is now more urgent to improve the level.

Simultaneous growth inside and outside is the kingly way.

What's more, the hardening ability obtained at the second level is of great help to him. He has a substitute and special medicine, but these can only be used as life-saving means.

Hardening is the conventional method.

"Let's go to Gildo to inquire about the reinforcement during promotion. With my current state, I should be able to try the four ways of reinforcement."

Slightly exhausted, Sigmund didn't use the remaining call immediately.

Now that basically all the crises have been resolved, the matter of Mr. Tree is left to Marek and the others to worry about.

Relaxed, Sigmund planned to improve his strength with peace of mind and enjoy life silently.

After sleeping until noon and having lunch, he was refreshed, and his soaring spiritual power was slowly merging. Sigmund came to the investigation and consulting company immediately in a carriage.

After explaining his purpose, Gildo gave him a big surprise.