"Asking for magical ideas that can improve people's lives?" said Wood, the famous sculptor of Pyroxene City, looking at the brand-new post, and asked with some confusion, "What does this mean?"

Unlike usual, there is also a priest from the Church of the Void Mask next to the bulletin board today, who is responsible for explaining this oracle to the people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Hearing his inquiry, the cleric smiled and explained it to him in detail.

"His Majesty the Void Mask intends to use the power of magic to improve people's living standards, so now ask people for their own advice and let them think for themselves what kind of magic can help everyone......" After a few minutes, Wood muttered to himself as he walked towards the workshop.

He is also a celebrity in Pyroxene City, and has his own workshop. The workshop is not large, because the carving does not require a large working space, and his main job is to make some wood carvings with the characteristics of the town of pyroxene and the northwest, which can fully reflect the pioneering culture here.

The carvings will be sent to the Void City's Grand Amusement Park and sold to visitors from far and wide. Depending on the size and refinement, the cheapest ones can cost as little as five silver coins, and the more expensive ones can even sell for twenty gold coins. For every carved wood sold, Wood, as a producer, received half of the money himself, and the remaining half went to the transporter and the seller - there was no tax to pay, because the tax had already been paid in the course of the store's operation.

The payment was settled at the end of each month, and all Wood had to do was to constantly look for some suitable wood and carve it into whatever he felt fit. There is no limit to the number, more is good, less is no way, in short, he can do it himself.

The job pays well, but it's not busy, so much so that many people envy him very much. Over the years, I don't know how many old people have come to the door to propose marriage, and introduce him to some girls in the city to be married.

But Wood politely refused, his reason was that he had a sweetheart.

"If you have a sweetheart, why don't you get married quickly?" Grandma Stina, who had a good relationship with him, heard about this and came to him specially, "You are now a figure with a head and a face, a master carver of the Northwest Republic, and an artist who sings the praises of life with a carving knife...... Your reputation has spread throughout the high society of the main plane. With your current status, even if your sweetheart is the daughter of a big aristocratic family, you can go to the door with your head held high!"

She didn't know the truth about Wood, and only persuaded him if he was in love with a woman of much higher status than herself.

Wood could only smile wryly, unable to answer.

He has a ghost sweetheart!

Who has ever heard of a spy having a sweetheart? Who dares to love or be loved by someone who does this? Isn't that death!

However, he was also said to be a little moved.

Over the years, although he had not achieved much in his work as a spionage, he had made great progress in his work as a sculptor. With his current status and net worth, he should indeed start a family.

If he doesn't get married, he will show flaws and attract attention.

What's more, he really enjoyed living in Pyroxene City. Life here is smooth and safe, and there is a sense of relaxation and comfort. If you can live here for the rest of your life, even start a family, have children, and pass it on from generation to generation, it is really a good thing.

In his opinion, this up-and-coming city is the best place in the world to live, and it is exactly the place he has been looking for. If it weren't for the fact that he had already sworn allegiance to the Mystical Tower Federation, perhaps he would really be a loyal citizen of the Northwest Republic!

But...... As a spy, "family" should be something he tries to avoid. Thousands of precautions, home thieves are difficult to prevent. Even the best spies have a hard time fooling their pillow people, and if they do get married, they don't know how much trouble they will add to themselves!

After sending Grandma Stina away, he pondered alone for a long time, and finally chose to write down his current situation in a recent report, which was sent to the Mystic Tower Federation through secret channels.

A spy is also a type of soldier, and as a soldier, he is expected to obey orders. Since you can't decide, you can ask your superiors.

Over the years, he has been doing his work conscientiously and collecting a lot of intelligence materials. Even if he doesn't have merit, he still has a bit of hard work, right? I hope that his superiors can understand his hardships and help him make up a reason to prevaricate in the past. Of course...... It's best to send a female spy to start a family with him, which will not only improve the efficiency of the work, but also be the best cover.

Let alone...... He also really wants to start a family.

He is not young anymore, and if he doesn't start a family, it will indeed be a little late.

Watching the liaison disguised as a specialty wood merchant leave, Wood sighed and returned to his workshop.

Unbeknownst to him, he was that shortly after the liaison left, the information hidden in a wooden carving had reached Archarchon Ferex.

"It's these worthless things again. Ferex shook his head while looking at this information, "Over the years, he has had little value except for a few defense maps." ”

"It's inevitable. Asna, who became her deputy again, and took her husband along with her to become a political officer, said with a smile, "There are not many secrets in our republic that cannot be seen, and as a wood carving artist, it is unlikely that you will have access to those core secrets." He's actually done a pretty good job over the years. ”

"yes, but it's a pity it's not very useful...... Huh?!" Ferex exclaimed, and couldn't help laughing, "This guy wants to get married, and it seems that he wants the Mystic Tower Federation to send someone to be his wife......

Asna leaned over curiously, looked at the information, and slowly frowned.

"It's kind of bad......"

"Oops?" Ferex was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You mean that his superiors might be upset with him and take some action because of this?"

"yes, the information he sent back all these years...... Overall, not much value. His superiors must have been dissatisfied with his work efficiency for a long time. This time, taking advantage of this opportunity, they are likely to send a spy with much more intense means than him to re-preside over the intelligence work. Asner frowned and said, "Although Wood is a spy, he has a good character. We have always hoped to win him over and allow him to truly join the Republic. Judging from his performance over the years, there is also a lot of hope. But if another spy comes along, things will change, and most likely in a direction we don't want. ”

"In that case, it's better to ......" Ferex's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he made a knife slashing gesture.

"I don't think there's a rush. Asna sighed, shook his head, and said, "After all, it's not enough to kill people, and these spies who work for the Mystic Tower Federation are honestly a group of respectable people...... After all, I still don't want to turn against the Mystic Tower Federation. ”

"Who's going to turn their faces on the lives of a few spies? those politicians are ruthless!" said Ferex, though he said this, but he began to restore the information and stuff it back into the wood carving.

Soon after, the identical wood carving returned to the merchant who was traveling south without hurry. A few days later, it was sent to the Gold Federation, where it was sent to the Mystic Tower Federation by another merchant who was doing the sea.

The whole process is natural, and there is no flaw.

Yes, even the spies themselves did not find out, and the intelligence had already been going back and forth on the desk of one of the archons of the Northwest Republic. (To be continued.) )