My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 507 Mikasa's Intelligence Capabilities

“I'm Mikasa? Ackerman, at the behest of His Excellency Keiral, came to summon the intelligence services of the Kingdom of Toristine.” She looked at the woman with her head high and sighed when she thought of Keiral's bidding Mikasa.

Non-violent and uncooperative?

She sighed softly in her heart: "Now please give me the list of all members of the intelligence services of the Kingdom of Toristine immediately. ”

“You...” Mikasa continued to interrupt when Karina was about to open her mouth and drink: “And make a screening of their credibility according to your level of trust. ”

“This is important for the next thing in the Kingdom of Toristine, so please be careful with your screening.” Mikasa said rigidly.

“My men can be trusted!” Karina said it in a stubborn way.

“Do you believe that?” Mikasa looked at her and looked into her eyes and asked.

“…" Karina was silent, equally an intelligence agent, and everyone was mindful of these matters.

Apart from Kerall, who was raised from a young age to a large cadre, a lot of other people are buying money if they want to go down the line.

Since you can buy each other, naturally you can, too, because so many intelligence dealers have not been killed in the last 21 st century because they are needed! Everyone needs them so they can live and sell information for a good price.

These people don't care about the country, they don't care about the people, they don't care about the blood, they all look at the money, except for the green oil of the US dollar and the red tongue of the renminbi, it's just that my father came and didn't admit it.

They are vast and knowledgeable. Even the stronger intelligence services have to rely on them. When they rely on them, it is not possible to kill them all.

This reckless act could lead to the next great loss. No one dares to shoulder that responsibility.

So unfortunately, let this group of rats swim around.

This is a landscape unique to the bipolar world, but in fact, as long as it is the intelligence apparatus, it is likely that this problem will arise - when the lowest intelligence agents are bought.

You know, intelligence agents aren't fighters, fighters can be anybody with a strong body, but intelligence agents, you have to be disguised, smart, smart, brainy, fast, fast.

Every bottom-level intelligence agent is actually qualified to be the head of the intelligence service, of course, before they go through the first killings of first-time rookies who were targeted by the other intelligence agents, the second killings exposed by the first mission, and the subsequent massive hunting of each other.

One part of the intelligence rookie was killed, the other part was bought out for survival - with their own lives, and the last part was a true intelligence agent with a strong conviction of loyalty and glory.

Mrs. Karina does not belong to one of the above categories, she is the head of Airborne Intelligence and therefore is well aware of the difficulty of intelligence.

Mikasa, however, is one of the last survivors and naturally knows better how to face the bottom line of intelligence.

Untrustworthiness is one of the most fundamental principles, but with the very essence of the Kingdom of Toristine, there is more or less credibility.

But does this woman who can only fight and kill really count? Measuring the truth in Mrs. Karina's Mikasa's heart with a foxy look up and down really doesn't trust this woman.

This woman, it's bad.

Not so bad, Keiral, after telling her about it, went to the Francis family at noon.

The Francis family, the great nobility of the Kingdom of Toristine, was able to trace the voice of the earliest wave of nobility after the fall of the magical empire, and it was in this case that the Francis family gained momentum - because of the decline in power, a nobleman of that magnitude gradually fell into the need to survive and work hard to survive for the Kingdom of Toristine as an intelligence dog.

But unfortunately, the Francis family is almost at the end of the first generation. The head of the family is a short-lived ghost, and although three daughters are left behind, for a nobleman, the absence of a man is simply a doom.

Now the Francis family, supported by the name of Garin in the wind, is in fact shaky.

Once there was something unexpected about Garin the Wind, then the collapse of the Francis family was imminent. Mikasa had seen Colonel Richard in the Kingdom of Libel, and had analyzed Colonel Richard through Keiral's analysis and her own explanations, he was indeed a remarkable guy, and compared to Colonel Richard, this side of the Kingdom of Toristine was clearly a problem of the educational system, and no one had appeared for many years - neither a military power, nor a technological power, nor an economically powerful kingdom of Toristin had any way of attracting talent!

This is indeed a very ironic thing - the kingdom of Toristine, which was recognized by outside nations as the heir to the magical empire after the fall of the magical empire, is now this tragic realm, which is simply untenable.

Mikasa came from Camelot, Red Leaf Ridge.

Compared to Camelot's thriving, thrilling, glorious spirit, there may be a need to be more developed and prosperous, but there is a sense of death and dusk.

That feeling she had encountered before - that was the case with the Roman Empire.

But after a few countries started building alliances, resource-sharing, managerial synergies, the situation was much better - a large number of Roman rights had begun to be accepted by Greek and Camelot administrators in Rome, and although that was truly an uncomfortable thing, once Rome's resources had been effectively established, the enormous chemical response had burst almost instantaneously, and the entire continent was operating efficiently and rapidly.

It wasn't Mikasa who said that Kerall had saved the Romans and Romans of the Nippon West Mountains in this way!

Unlike Kerall, who needs Roman resources, not civil strife, for these countries over here, that is a complete enemy!

Complete enemies, no mercy.

Though she loves Khlos, how many more can be queens like Khlos?

If this is the kind of queen on the continent, then they don't have to worry about it —— honestly, in her eyes, that Colosseum is gentle and gentle, and I see pity, combined with wisdom and civic experience, with the advantages of character, if Nero and Colosseum are compared, Mikasa looks better at Colosseum!

Personality issues.

Naturally, we are willing to be close to the gentle and gentle, rather than the proud and proud.

Just look at Kerall and Gilgamesh, okay? Keiral was strictly disciplined, generous, gentle and gentle, faced with the equal treatment of all, so Keiral gathered a lot of people around him because of his light, his heat, attracted a lot of talent, such as Hero, Beowulf and others, all loyal to Camelo because of Keiral.

Kerall is arguably the most fundamental reason for Camelot's brilliance.

Likewise, the Kingdom of Toristine has maintained the pride of his "heir to the magical empire”, leaving the Kingdom of Toristine simply unable to keep pace with the advances of the times.

The Kingdom of Libel embraced the constitutional monarchy through a pale revolution, while the Kingdom of Toristine slowly sank in its arrogant position, eventually eliminating it from the long rivers of history.

That's how Mikasa sees it.

But Keiral changed the plan temporarily, so it would take her and Keiral to work together to pull Toristine's wrecked boat out of the water.

First of all, what this wreck needs is not repair, but to see if there are any man-eater sharks at the bottom of the boat, and then start repairing, draining, sailing, and moving on.

Toristine, what this shipwreck needs now is the best scout.

Mikasa!

But the Francis family must cooperate with her, otherwise where do Mikasa's eyes and ears come to see the decay of the Kingdom of Toristine?!

But it's hard to get Mrs. Carina to cooperate...

Mikasa felt a little tricky watching Mrs. Karina shut up.

“Geez, are you Mikasa?” The woman walked out with a smile, and despite a smile of glory or victory on her face, it was strange not to Mikasa but to her own mother!

“Then I'll show you to the archives.” She smiled and turned around and walked away. Mikasa hesitated for a moment and finally believed her.

Since Keiral would naturally have her own pen and hindsight if she came here, and the so-called threat was certainly not difficult for her, who already had the temper of war.

Walking down the long corridor with the woman, Mikasa's silence made the woman a little nervous.

“Well, are you Mikasa? Ackerman, right? I'm Eleonore. Did Kerall ever mention me to you?” She smiled and said earlier that there was a slight tension in her tone.

“Yes, Lord Kay once said, if the Francis family can trust you again, then it must be you.” Mikasa was lying at a glance, and Keiral had never said anything like that, but just because she was such a decent person, lying was even more believable.

That's what's called an honest man lying.

The other side's slightly nervous, tight shoulders also loosened: “Yeah, well, the archives are up ahead, and most of Toristine's intel is processed there, then sent out through the royal envelope wax stamp. ”

Wax marks...? With a ridiculous look on her face, Mikasa's expression stood behind her and passed away without her seeing it.

Because the Romans use wax prints, Camelot has put in place a counterfeiting technique to forge Roman letters that can be opened and then re-sealed.

From counterfeiting to re-sealing, this technique carries a set of excellence, in other words, the so-called wax seal in the eyes of the Camelot Red Leaf Ridge secret forces is bullshit, no, don't even say guarantee intelligence!

Mikasa nodded softly and walked in through her sliding door.

Only a handful of people process documents here, and it can be seen that they are elderly people who will do well.

“Why are so few people here?!” Mikasa looked at them with some surprise. Although this group of elderly people is highly efficient, it is clear that these already numb old people are already half-encapsulated coffins into the earth, so why them...

The old man looked up slightly and looked at her, then lowered his head to continue doing his thing.

“Why...” Eleonore said with a bitter smile: "Isn't that natural? 'Cause you can't find a loyal man. ”

“For that reason?” Mikasa doesn't understand, even if he's not loyal, he can handle intelligence!

She suddenly reacted, and in Camelo, intelligence was classified by level, and the most serious S-level intelligence was that only Kerall and she could have something to read, followed by A, B, C, D, E, F.

Class F is the lowest level of information that ordinary intelligence agents can access - not least of which is false information that Kerall and Mikasa deliberately released.

Then level E, the information that the person in charge of a region can view, then level 1, level 1...

It is important that the head of State has access to all information in their region, in other words, that the entire intelligence system within the territory of the other party be paralysed once he has been pulled out.

While there are drawbacks, there are certainly advantages to doing so - this intelligent man sitting in town can drastically reduce the intelligence capacity of the Central Intelligence System, and the hierarchically screened intelligence is even more valuable - in an age where it takes months or even a year to pass on this lean and valuable intelligence, which is why Kerall was able to rush to the end of the war in Macedonia and Rome - after all, not everyone has a unicorn like Kerall!

And intelligence agencies like Toristine are way behind —— a lot of intelligence wastes a lot of time and money gathering here, and then discerning the credibility of this through these "loyal” old men, an unscientific, manpower based approach that has been abandoned by Camelot for a long time —— and Kerall has been using child labor since a group of Kerall disciples started school, and anyway, he missed a vacancy next to him.

It is precisely because of nearly a decade of work experience that Mikasa was able to be entrusted to Kerall - she was too young to hide her wealth of work experience.

“Well, let them go, I don't need them anymore.” Mikasa's opening is a very polite statement.

“What?” several old men and Eleonore screamed in shock.

“I don't need them anymore.” Mikasa said faintly.

“You stinky, dry little girl. What the fuck do you know? You know shit!!” An old man immediately stood up and yelled at Mikasa.

“I don't know? So what do you know.” Mikasa raised her head to look at them, and those cheerful eyes looked at them through her long hair, and their cold eyes stabbed them with anguish.

“The land geometry of the Kingdom of Toristine? ”

“This…” The kingdom of Toristine has been weak lately, in other words, there is no compensation for the land cuts. Of course only they and the nobles know about this information underdeveloped, but the question is, can this problem really be told to Mikasa as an outsider?

“What is the population of the Kingdom of Toristine? ”

“This...” That's really what I don't know, ordinary people who go back and care about this stuff?

But it is this little thing that is the embodiment of power.

“Toristine kingdom man geometry? Women's gathering? ”

“ …… ”

“The great aristocratic geometry of the kingdom of Toristine? The geometry of loyalty to the royal family? Wallfield geometry? Geometry with signs of rebellion? ”

“ …… ”

“The power geometry that can destroy the royal family? The geometry of the Toristine turmoil that unites? How many factors can cause the breakdown of the kingdom of Toristine? ”

“ …… ”

“None of this has been counted, just simply looking at intelligence to do things. What do you know?” Mikasa asked calmly and quietly.

The old men's bean-sized sweatballs dripping down Mikasa can tell just how stupid these old men really are.

Those who cannot keep up with the times are doomed to be eliminated.

Kayla put that into their minds as a child.

So it's imperative that the old folks who are going to do the right thing clean up the Francis family.

“Well, Ackerman, isn't that a little bit...” Alejanor stood up to say something for the elderly, even though he was still sweating cold.

“Hmm?” Mikasa's head turned around and her cold and sophisticated eyes shrunk around her neck: “It's okay, it's okay, the old man's working. So, it's time to retire. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Mikasa nodded calmly, naturally sitting directly in the seat where her mother often sat, with a silver letter opener, and began to open the letter.

Since most poisons are allergically reactive to silver because the current methods of refining poisons are so poor that silver turns black whenever it touches them, this silver sanctioned paper knife allows them to test for powdered poisons stuck in envelopes.

Although cautious, there are a lot of intelligence agents who were killed for this!

Mikasa instantly entered the working state.

Aleo Norton was embarrassed.

Six old men looked at her with pity, and she sighed softly: “Let's go out first. ”

“Oh...” The old men followed her out pathetically.

Outside the door, Mrs. Carina is there.

“How about this girl's ability.” She asked.

“It's amazing.” Eleonore sighed softly and asked these questions, changing Mrs. Carina's face for a second and three.

“Mother, have you considered these questions before?” Eleonore's words shake Mrs. Carina's head. Forget about it. Why is intelligence thinking about it?

Isn't that something the royal family thinks about?

“So that's probably the difference between a mother and him.” Eleonore didn't say who he was, but everyone understood...