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Episode 113 Opening
“I am the Vice President!!!”
First shouted loudly.
“Okay… Wait a minute! Let me talk!”
Pumpkin, who came to his senses late, shouted hurriedly.
First’s nonsense wasn’t just a day or two ago, but this time it was different.
I’m going to be the deputy director of Galahad’s new information agency.
It was a clear rebellion. It was a rebellion against the intelligence agency. It was certain that he would be retired.
It wasn’t a matter to be decided lightly.
Pumpkin dragged First urgently. First was blowing hot breath.
“No matter how much you are, I cannot give up the position of Vice-Minister.”
“What the- what the f*ck, are you crazy?”
“Are you crazy? I’m completely normal.”
Pumpkin’s eyes crinkled.
“You’re setting up a new information agency? Is the information agency some kind of mercenary force? If you get caught, you’ll be forced to retire.”
“Retirement? If not Galahad, who can make me retire?”
First looked at Pumpkin with unwavering eyes and asked.
That was right.
It was the First who became stronger after coming to the North. If it weren’t for Galahad, it was clear that the First would be the best in the Information Bureau.
but-.
“No, then I- f*ck.”
“I will take responsibility.”
Pumpkin’s eyes widened at First’s firm answer.
“My pension is-. My two-story house filled with cheap magic tools that are a bit out of style! A peaceful old age where I wake up late and go to the cafe in front of my house to have a cup of coffee!”
“Your dream is quite specific. I’m sure you’ll get a raise. Don’t you think so?”
Galahad nodded lightly in response to First’s question.
“Isn’t this a salary issue? They’re going to keep sending out retired teams, so now they’re going to have to live in fear for the rest of their lives.”
At Pumpkin’s words, First raised the corners of his lips. Those crooked corners of his lips were unsettling.
First approached quickly. Hot heat was transmitted through his eyes. First whispered.
“If you stay in the Information Bureau, you’ll be mobilized for Galahad’s retirement. Do you plan to be deployed for Galahad’s retirement operation?”
First’s voice was serious, without a hint of humor.
That was true. If they were in the North, they would certainly be mobilized for Galahad’s retirement.
‘Retire Galahad-?’
Galahad left no traces. He dealt with everyone who was involved. It was not for nothing that the agents trembled at Galahad’s name.
Will you stand with Galahad, or will you become Galahad’s enemy?
It was a fight between the Information Agency and Galahad. Since they were a large group, the outcome should have been obvious.
It was natural to choose the information agency.
but-.
‘······Become Galahad’s enemy?’
It was a choice I didn’t want to make even if it meant dying.
Does that mean we’re going to fight against the intelligence agency on Galahad’s side? That doesn’t make sense either.
‘Why did you make such a f*cking choice-.’
Pumpkin glared at First, grabbing my head.
“Is it possible to set up a real intelligence agency?”
“Pumpkin, what is this information bureau?”
Pumpkin rolled his eyes at First’s question.
“A shadow cast over the glory of the empire.”
It was a classic answer. The Information Agency was a shadow over the glory of the Empire. It had no honor or name. It simply protected the glory of the Empire.
At that, First shook his head.
“no.”
First’s voice was firm.
No? Pumpkin frowned.
“The information agency-.”
First pointed at himself with his thumb. Then he pointed at Galahad-.
“That’s where Galahad and I are. That’s the Intelligence Agency.”
He said it firmly.
That was a pretty cool answer, though-.
‘······Why you?’
Of course, First was a capable agent. He was the second best agent after Galahad.
However, Galahad’s path was different.
Galahad was a prominent figure among the agents.
As a wizard whose only job was to create magical tools, he proved his usefulness in the field.
No matter how good the First was, it was difficult to tie it up with Galahad.
and-.
‘Why did you put your name in front?’
Pumpkin was disgusted.
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At that moment, First snapped his fingers.
“Don’t worry. We’re not fighting the entire intelligence agency.”
“······What does that mean?”
First raised the corners of his mouth at Pumpkin’s question. It was a rather thick smile.
“It’s a war with the director.”
First spoke softly.
It was a very reasonable statement.
It was a parachute from above, a director’s badge that was proof that the intelligence agency was no longer an independent organization.
There, the director, without knowing anything about the field, only put pressure on performance. It was inevitable that there would be resentment toward the director among the agents.
but-.
‘······That director is your father.’
Pumpkin swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about the retirement team. I won’t have the energy to worry about anything else until I die.”
Galahad spoke quietly, shaking off the tobacco. His voice was calm, not befitting the content.
The director’s target was Galahad. It was clear that until Galahad died, he would have no room to focus on anything else.
The problem was if Galahad retired.
‘······That Galahad is retiring?’
I couldn’t imagine it.
“It’s your choice.”
Galahad said, shaking off the tobacco.
Pumpkin sighed softly and sat back down.
There was a strange atmosphere.
Even Zamit had a slightly bewildered expression, as if he hadn’t expected it.
The plain thing is-.
“I am the vice president.”
It was first.
Pumpkin covered his face with his hands.
Soon, the real pumpkin calmly looked around.
‘The members are gorgeous.’
The number of people gathered was considerable.
Galahad didn’t need any explanation. Since he had First there, his field capabilities were practically secured.
More than anything-.
‘There is also Zamit.’
Zamit was the one who gave new recruits their agent names. So when a new recruit came in, Zamit was the first person they met.
Some people think that Zamit is just someone who gives new recruits names, but the reality is different.
Zammit was the deputy director’s confidant, a staff member and a figurehead for the intelligence agency.
‘It really is an information agency.’
Pumpkin shut his eyes tightly.
“So what is the name of the new information agency?”
First asked in a slightly excited voice. Galahad shook off the cigarette.
“If you’re going to do it, you might as well do it big.”
“That’s obvious!”
First laughed heartily. It was a truly joyful laugh.
“Well, it’s the Continental Information Agency.”
Galahad declared calmly.
Continental Information Agency? It was quite a large word for such a small group of people. The others nodded.
“Good, I, as the Vice President, agree.”
“That’s right. It’s good for the cause to maintain the information agency.”
“Then let’s go to the Continental Information Agency.”
The Continental Intelligence Agency was established.
‘······This easily?’
Even while Pumpkin gaped, the conversation between the three continued without interruption.
“Are you going to join the Grand Duke?”
“No, the Continental Intelligence Agency is an independent group.”
“You’re saying you’re going to lay the foundation?”
“Haha! Then we can touch the Kingdom Alliance too! Right! The Empire was too small!”
Pumpkin came to his senses at First’s hearty laughter.
“Okay, I’ll give you your first mission.”
At that moment, Galahad snapped his fingers. Everyone focused on Galahad’s fingers.
It’s not clear yet, but it seems like a new continental intelligence agency has been established.
The first mission was quite important.
The first mission was sure to be recorded in history, as it would determine the nature of the organization going forward.
“The first mission is-.”
Everyone focused on Galahad’s voice.
“It’s my engagement party.”
Galahad raised the corners of his mouth.
‘Your first mission is an engagement ceremony?’
Pumpkin’s eyes shook wildly.
Although he didn’t understand, Pumpkin nodded along since everyone else was nodding.
This way, we’ll get at least halfway there.
*
“Here. Here is the information for those on the invitation list.”
The paper Zammit handed over contained a neat summary of the information Galahad needed.
“As expected, it’s Zamit.”
Galahad was purely impressed. He had just brought up the subject, and in the short time he had been there, he had sorted out the information.
The vice-president didn’t spare Zamit for nothing.
That he sent such a Zamit to Galahad-.
‘I guess the Vice President can’t do anything more.’
Galahad licked his lips.
“What is the mission objective?”
First asked briefly.
It was an engagement ceremony with a lot of different things intertwined.
The most important of these is-.
“Our top priority is to successfully complete the engagement ceremony.”
Galahad said calmly.
“It won’t be easy.”
First said, looking at the paper that Zammit had handed him. When Galahad nodded, First continued.
“First, the Kingdom Alliance-. This is where you were on your long-term mission, right? They’re still looking for you. They even approached the Information Agency. You’re really obsessed.”
“I checked. I think they used an alias during the mission, so their names haven’t been confirmed yet. That’ll be coming soon.”
Zamit added to First’s words. First smiled and continued.
“There’s no need to mention the Magic Tower. They’ll be hell-bent on taking you away. To them, you’ll look like the genius of the century who was exiled to the North.”
“You can refer to the part that summarizes the rooftop.”
Galahad nodded lightly at Zammit’s words.
“The biggest problem, after all, is Count Ambertan and the princess.”
“I think it was the princess who moved Count Ambertan. I think the third prince followed the news of the kingdoms’ participation in the alliance. He was anxious because he couldn’t cause trouble.”
“That makes sense.”
Galahad nodded slightly at Zammit’s reasoning.
“It won’t be an easy engagement.”
First raised the corners of his mouth. Galahad clicked his tongue slightly at the two’s reactions.
While a successful engagement ceremony was the main goal, it wasn’t everything.
“There are other things to do as well.”
Galahad looked around at the two and said.
“First, we need to open the Magic Tower and Magic Stone passage. We also need to sign an agreement with the Kingdom Alliance and the Information Bureau, and break the spirit of the Third Prince.”
Everyone’s faces became strange.
It was difficult enough to simply hold an engagement ceremony without a hitch, so it was disconcerting to have an additional goal.
In a strange silence-.
“You’re giving me the ending!”
The first one burst into flames.
“We don’t have much time.”
Zammit sorted out the data again. First got up right away, taking Pumpkin with him.
Since they were seasoned people, there was no need to give them any instructions.
They knew exactly what to do.
at that time-.
“I······ We···?”
A muffled voice was heard. Two people were standing awkwardly in the corner. They were Handsome and James. Both had pale faces.
“Oh, do you want to come in too?”
“Wow… it’s an honor!”
The two nodded, sobbing.
****
‘A new information agency.’
Handsome pressed his temples. It was something he could never have imagined. No, is this information agency something that is set up just for the sake of being set up?
Although Handsome was lonely and alone at home, he didn’t want something so outrageous.
At that moment, James took a deep breath. His face was still pale.
“Exhale slowly.”
“Hoo-. Hoo-. Hoo!”
Looking at the nervous newbie James, Handsome calmed down for no reason.
“Are you really creating a new information agency?”
“I guess so.”
“Ugh-. I didn’t get permission from the operations manager······.”
Permission? Is permission the issue now?
“You don’t need permission. It’s already a new information agency.”
“Oh, you created an information agency. Isn’t that treason?”
“It’s treason.”
They both nodded at the same time.
There was silence for a moment.
Their eyes met. Handsome’s face slowly turned pale. Then James’ face turned sad.
“oh my god-.”
They both washed their faces at the same time.
“I’m still the youngest. I’m still being bullied and called a loser······.”
James muttered in a choked voice.
Handsome spoke to comfort James.
“I’m an agent at Anga. Do you know that being assigned to Anga means that your life as an agent is over?”
“Yes, I know.”
Handsome’s eyes crinkled at James’s quick nod.
What kind of kid is this-.
“Establishing an information agency? What do we do now?”
James started sobbing again.
‘Why are you asking me that-.’
The situation was quite chaotic. However, the presence of the immature child helped Handsome come to his senses.
“You have to do your best. If you don’t want to die.”
“The best··· the best······. Okay.”
James, who had been mumbling softly, nodded his head vigorously. His eyes sparkled again.
Soon James said curiously.
“You know what? If we succeed, we can hype it too?”
“Okay, then we become the founding members.”
“It’s a super-fast promotion. That’s great! Keep up the good work!”
As James reassured, this time Handsome became anxious.
“I heard the Inspector General’s Office has formed a retirement team. Is that okay?”
The Inspector General’s Office was so notorious that even Handsome knew about it. How could a team be formed in such an inspection office?
I was struck by how great of an agent Galahad was, but at the same time I was worried.
“It’ll be okay. Our operations chief says it every day as a habit. Sir Galahad is a special agent that even the agents of the Inspector General are afraid of.”
He was afraid of the inspection office. It might be an exaggeration, but Handsome nodded.
“He said he once took out a bunch of IA agents in front of me. Without a weapon. Just by snapping his fingers. He says that to me all the time.”
Only then did the real James look around.
Everyone else had already left. The two of them were left alone.
“So what do we do now?”
Handsome hesitated for a moment at James’ question.
“Because I told you to do what you were doing-.”
If that’s what Handsome used to do-.
“I’m going to collect the sweet snacks that came out as a gift and go to a bar, but where should I start?”
James’ face crumpled at Handsome’s answer.
‘It wasn’t for nothing that I was sent to Anga-.’
The two looked at each other and had similar thoughts.
****
“The North. A desolate land fit for barbarians.”
The third prince, wearing a golden cloak, spoke with the corners of his lips twisted.
The blizzard swept wildly, as if it did not want to visit, but it could not pierce his swaying golden aura.
“Your Highness-.”
The old man cautiously called the third prince. His voice was filled with worry.
“I am different from my brother.”
Following the Third Prince, knights bearing the imperial emblem stood up.
It was the sword of the empire, the imperial knight. Behind it stood a long line of imperial soldiers.
It looked like they were going to start a war. The reason they were able to mobilize such a large force was because the crown prince had seen the hardships before.
The Third Prince was a bloodthirsty wolf, not a wild boar blinded by greed.
“If you want to shed blood, you are always welcome.”
The corners of the third prince’s mouth twisted. The old man stepped back.
The door of a nearby carriage opened, and a gorgeous beauty got out of the carriage. It was a flower without fragrance, a princess.
The princess was originally a woman who was supposed to die.
It was a miracle that he survived.
“Stay inside. Your life is precious.”
The Third Prince spoke in a warm voice. Surprisingly, it was sincere.
Because the princess was the justification for cutting off the arrogant alliance of kingdoms that had rebelled against the empire.
“Oh, I have a gift for you.”
“gift?”
The third prince frowned at the princess who was smiling brightly.
The reason I accepted the princess who said she would go with me was because of her usefulness.
But a gift? – The Third Prince’s hands trembled.
At that moment, the princess held out something.
“I thought it would suit you well.”
It was a beautiful brooch made of gold.
The Third Prince liked the shiny gold. The Third Prince was particularly fond of gold.
The third prince wore the brooch in the seam of his cloak.
Its shape was somewhat unusual.
‘Ribbon shape?’
What a curious brooch.
The third prince passed it over as nothing serious.
“We advance.”
The third prince’s voice was low.
Fantasy, Fusion,