Chapter 1618 - 97: Fox and Mouse Game (7)_2

Chapter 1618: Chapter 97: Fox and Mouse Game (7)_2

This time it was Gessa and Winters who were puzzled, the two of them exchanged a glance, finding that the other was as bewildered as themselves.

Now in the courtyard, there were two people who knew nothing, one person who knew everything but said nothing, and another who didn’t know much but was sweating profusely.

Skur took off his monocle, remained silent for a while, then slowly said, "Well, he is really quite notorious."

Winters and Gessa looked at each other, the latter signaled with his eyes.

"How famous?" Winters asked.

"The one who writes satirical plays," Skur said lightly, "He wrote ’Emperor Tumel’.

"I..." For some reason, Winters felt as if he should be ashamed, "In terms of literature... I only read joke books."

Skur sighed noncommittally, "Joke books are not bad either."

Gessa was about to get even more confused, so he cut to the chase, directly grabbing Luosong to ask, "Do you mean to say, this guy has a big background?"

Poor Luosong did not know how to explain "that Marvey’s" status in the playwright world to those who had no idea who "that Marvey" was, he could only answer cautiously, "In a sense, yes."

"What ’in a sense’," Gessa was furious, "’Yes’, or ’No’?"

"Yes!"

"Then how did he become a dog snoop for the Pretender Emperor?"

"He said he started at eight," Luosong cautiously pointed to the thick pile of papers on the table, "It’s recorded there, probably around page... sixty-four."

"I’m not reading that," Gessa interrupted Luosong, "You tell me."

Luosong carefully chose his words, "He said when he was eight, the priest in his parish discovered his potential to become a Mage, so he was taken to a so-called ’church school’ for training.

After two years of training, those training him found his aptitude average, so they kicked him out and sent him to an ordinary church school instead..."

"Wait," Gessa keenly caught onto a point, "You mean, after he was ten, he stopped learning magic?"

"Yes," Luosong answered, "According to him, most apprentices identified after age six lack the potential to become Court Mages, the truly gifted apprentices show talent at four or even as young as two.

Before ten, apprentices only undergo basic training, once past ten, those unqualified are all kicked out, so he didn’t really learn any spells in the true sense," at this point, Luosong couldn’t help casting a glance at Winters.

Because the training of Alliance spellcasters is also a secret to non-spellcaster officers.

Winters listened to Luosong’s words without missing a single one, and immediately grabbed the records on the table.

"My God," Winters said with a very calm voice, but his eyes were clearly sparkling, "This is precious information!"

"Don’t interrupt!" Gessa scolded Winters, turning back to question Luosong, "Didn’t he say he was kicked out after age ten from that whatever school? Then how did he become a spy for the Pretender Emperor?"

"According to him," Luosong answered, "When he was ’chosen’ at eight, he was already an Emperor’s secret agent."

Winters went straight to the point: "So those lacking the qualification to become Court Mages are trained to be ’secret agents’?"

"Training is not quite accurate," Luosong organized his words, "According to him, he didn’t really receive any training, after age ten he just studied normally, going from church school to grammar school, all funded by the Pretender Emperor."

"So," Skur analyzed, "The Pretender Emperor arranged an exit for those children who didn’t pass the selection?"

"Yes," Luosong answered, "Some went on to study, learn arts, join the military, each found a path. The self-proclaimed secret agent of the Empire Marvey said he was grateful to the Pretender Emperor, because without his support, he would have inherited his father’s trade, being a cobbler, spending his life hammering shoe nails, so he said he wouldn’t betray the Pretender Emperor."

Gessa snorted, pointing at the thick pile of manuscript paper in Winters’ hands, "Isn’t this betrayal?"

Luosong wiped his sweat, "According to him, he thinks not, because he knows nothing, so he’s not afraid to tell us everything. Besides, because he’s a ’Mage’, although a very clumsy one, this also means he’ll never be able to set foot in the Pretender Emperor’s court again or get any public office, he said he feels very suppressed..."

"You mean," Winters asked, "Once magical talent is discovered, they can never contact the Oath Breaker again?"

"That’s roughly what he means."

"Unexpectedly, the Oath Breaker is rather timid," Winters laughed heartily.

"Oh," Gessa sneered, "So he’s a secret agent who knows nothing?"

"According to him," Luosong explained, "A secret agent, just has a channel to submit confidential reports to the Pretender Emperor, but this information transmission is one-way, the Pretender Emperor never gives him orders, and he doesn’t know if anyone sees the reports he submits; sometimes even not submitting for a long time, no one asks him for it."

"Confidential reports?" Gessa frowned tightly.

"According to the self-proclaimed secret agent of the Pretender Emperor Marvey, it’s like writing whatever he wants, but never getting a reply."

Winters couldn’t help but smile, "Then this guy must have written a lot."

Luosong was a bit embarrassed, "According to him, he wrote a lot in the early years, had many things he wanted to say to the Pretender Emperor, but since he got no response for so long, he lost hope and stopped writing. But later he couldn’t resist started writing again, and wrote even more... We even found some at his residence, all attached...