Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

The Shadowless Hand is a spy who takes orders from Sutton.

He has no name, let alone a surname. Maybe he had one before but has long forgotten it. Now only a nickname remains.

It is not difficult to tell from this nickname that he used to be a thief.

Who would be a spy if they were decent people?

This nickname was given by myself to sound impressive, and it is not a nickname given by my peers because of my high level of skills.

If he really has the ability of the invisible hand, then why not be a spy? Wouldn't it be better to be a top thief? At least he doesn't have to follow orders from others.

As for why he chose his current job, the reason is simple: he can earn much more from it than he could from petty theft.

Shadowless Hand is an ambitious thief who wants to increase his income, but his abilities are limited.

So in summary, he has no loyalty to Sutton, it's just business.

Since it is a business, there is a balance between benefits and risks. In recent days, Shadowless Hand feels that the risk seems a bit too high.

After Dronburg was occupied by the Northern Legion, it did not become chaotic but more orderly, which was completely inconsistent with the common sense of war.

Now even the old business is difficult to do here. Cameras have been installed in many places and several former colleagues have been arrested.

Spy work is equally difficult. Conventional methods, such as getting familiar with the people and building relationships, using beautiful women and attractive men, and tempting people with money, do not work.

Whether it is the Northern Legion or the Drogo Group, those who are involved in confidential content have obviously received training in this regard and are very wary of such contacts.

On the other hand, the funds allocated to the spies were not abundant. The total amount was not much to begin with. It was distributed from the royal city. This superior took a little, and that master took a little. In the end, only 10% was left for him to use. It was good if he could keep 10% out of 100.

How can you do your lurking work well with these insects around!

Those who are left to him are not as good as the slightly more senior employees of the Drogo Group. They only earn half a month's salary, which is not attractive at all.

In addition to these problems, there is something else that worries him even more. These days, he always feels that someone is watching him, but he can't find out who is watching him.

He calls it the illegal worker’s instinct.

This feeling made him unable to sleep well, and he began to think about quitting. He quit being a crappy spy.

But if he doesn't do it, the Sutton royal family will definitely not let him go, and he can only seek protection from the North. So is he worthy of protection?

In the eyes of Shadowless Hand, the answer was obviously no. Not only did he fail to obtain any useful intelligence about the North, he also failed to obtain any valuable information about Sutton. His surrender had nothing to show his sincerity.

Who would provide protection to a worthless spy?
Frozen, he felt like he had come to this point in his life.

The only chance is to wait for the North to push all the way to the royal city, and after Figosin ascends the throne, he chooses not to liquidate these spies.

Your destiny is in the hands of others.

So, he officially started, taking the little remaining funds and getting drunk in the pub all day long.

But luck is something that you never know when it will come.

I met a dwarf in the tavern. As we all know, dwarves are addicted to alcohol. Most of them have shaking hands even without drinking, so a glass of wine will make them feel better immediately.

It is really unreasonable that he can become a craftsman in such a physical condition.

The two drunkards in the tavern quickly became good friends. While drinking and chatting, he accidentally learned that the dwarf worked at a grenade test range, where new types of ammunition were tested every once in a while, and the newly-produced guns had to undergo stability tests.

According to the rules, you have to collect one round of shells after each round, but sometimes I am too lazy to collect them after playing too many games. I often finish the day's tasks before collecting them together, and I can also sneak some for myself as souvenirs.

In order to prove that he was not bragging, the dwarf also showed his pendant, a piece of black shiny metal fragment. It did not look like it was made of ordinary material and might actually be a bullet shell.

Just a few days after learning the news, new orders were issued.

At all costs, find the fired grenade.

More importantly, there is a bounty of one thousand and the title of knight.

Moreover, it is a direct reward from the king and will not be exploited by officials at all levels.

The benefits far outweigh the risks.

Become a knight, oh my god, who would have thought that a thief from the streets of Dronburg would one day have the opportunity to become a knight.

Although this matter is indeed a bit of a coincidence, I first learned about the test firing range and then received the order.

There is a feeling that it was arranged by someone.

For a mature and experienced thief and spy, this kind of work should not be done.

But that's a bounty of one thousand and a knighthood!
With a gamble, the street kid can become a nobleman.

So, outside of Delon Castle, at the test shooting range, in the woods, the Shadowless Hand had been hiding there for three days.

Because I don't know when the test will be held, I can only wait here.

He was hiding in a very dangerous position, only a few hundred meters away from the target. Only in a dangerous place would he not be easily discovered, and it would also be convenient for him to rush to the target in the middle of a firing round, grab the grenade shell and run away.

In order to escape successfully, he spent all his savings to buy an advanced teleportation scroll on the black market.

If I fail, I will die. If I succeed, it doesn’t matter.

Hiding in this place, it can be said that he trusts his accuracy more than the shooter in the test.

If it is just a little bit crooked, the Invisible Hand will become truly invisible from then on.

After eating the last bit of dry food he brought with him, he had noticed that several people had come to the place where the cannons were placed in the distance. It was very likely that there was a test mission today.

Sure enough, not long after, a loud noise was heard, which was the sound of a cannon firing.

The Shadowless Hand didn't expect that the target was at least two kilometers away from the place where the artillery was fired, but he could still hear clear sounds.

Just a few seconds after hearing the sound, a black column was seen flying over the target and unfolding in mid-air.

A magic circle appeared in an instant, and a dazzling beam of light hit the ground directly, forcing the Shadowless Hand to close his eyes.

He wasn't sure if this distance was safe.

Before he opened his eyes, he heard the second cannon shot.

He swore that these were definitely the most exciting minutes he had ever experienced in his life. He didn't know if he would die when the next cannon sounded, so he could only wait in the dark with his eyes closed.

After a few minutes that seemed like an eternity, the gunfire finally stopped.

Wuyingshou cautiously opened his eyes. Huh? Not sure if it was his illusion, why did he feel that the target in the distance had not changed at all?

Or are there several concentric circles on the ground? What on earth are they fighting?

But he didn't have time to think about it. He didn't know how long the interval between each round of shooting was, so he could only do it as quickly as possible.

He had already seen a few black dots at the center of the circle, which should be the deployed grenades.

He started running as fast as he could, thanks to the fact that he was often caught and chased when he was a thief. His stealing skills were one thing, but he was definitely a fast runner.

While praying that the next round of shooting would not start, I ran as fast as I could...

Meanwhile, at the shooting range.

Drogo's loyal orc warrior, Battleaxe, was holding a telescope to observe the situation near the target.

"You humans, when you select spies, don't you train your physical fitness? Why is this guy running so slowly?"

The gunner next to him replied, "It's probably not a selection, it's just someone from the street. Being a spy isn't a good job."

"Oh my, oh my, he fell down. How about you fire another shot to scare him? It's just an illusion anyway."

In order to allow the Sutton spies to successfully obtain the fake grenades, Drogo arranged a full set of scenes. The magic grenades were made to look like real ones, but the trigger structure on this group of grenades was a pirated copy made by the Shenzhen Research Institute.

To be precise, it was a previously abandoned project.

Among their pile of abandoned projects, there are quite a few that are actually usable, but just not very good to use.

In this way, when Sutton VII's people get the grenade, they won't see any problem because it can really be triggered.

"Ah, I finally got it. I'm so anxious just looking at it. Huh? How come the scroll fell to the ground when I took it out? If this is a scout from our tribe, I will definitely chop him down with an axe." Battle Axe couldn't help but curse.

As an excellent orc warrior, regardless of the hostility between the two camps, he just hates everyone who does not work well, or people of other races, equally.

"Okay, the message has finally been passed on. Let's call it a day." Tomahawk put down the telescope and did not forget to joke with the gunner of the Northern Legion beside him.

"So you are fighting this kind of enemy. When I heard about your achievements before, I thought you were very powerful. I think I can do it too."

"No, you can't do it. The trigger of the standard rifle, your fingers are too thick to fit into the circle..."

Unlike the light-hearted and cheerful picture of Drogo, the Shadowless Hand was lying in a wasteland, gasping for breath.

It was so thrilling.

He almost missed it. His instinct told him that if he was a little slower, the second round of shelling would come.

Sure enough, luck was on his side.

He held the grenade tightly in his arms. It was not just a grenade, but the happiness of the rest of his life.

It was very different from what I imagined. I thought it would be round like a homemade cannon, but it turned out to be a hexagonal pillar that was half open.

Regardless, he packed the pillars and put them on his back, still a long way from the royal city.

From now on, there will be no more Thief's Shadowless Hand, only Knight's Shadowless Hand!
No, the knight shouldn't be called Shadowless Hand. He should give himself a nice name to match his status...

A few days later, in the royal city.

Sutton VII looked at the grenade in front of him with an expression of uncontrollable excitement on his face.

"Okay, okay, you did a great job! Bring me the reward and the sword."

The bounty was handed directly to Shadowless Hand, who then tapped him on both shoulders with the sword.

"Well, now you are a knight of the kingdom," he then left the Shadowless Hand aside, "Quick, tell the Mage Corps to summarize all the detailed information about this thing first, I will use it!"

Then he left in a hurry.

Shadowless Hand looked around awkwardly, not knowing what to do now.

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

Am I a knight?

But, but he hasn’t even used the name he had been thinking of all the way.

The Royal Mage Corps might indeed be a little behind the times, but as carefully selected mages, their basic skills are still quite solid.

They quickly summarized the information about the grenade trigger structure and handed it over to Sutton VII.

But summarizing is summarizing, and solving is another matter.

"How long do you think it will take to come up with a solution?" Sutton VII asked the leader of the mages impatiently.

"Well," the old wizard stroked his beard, "Your Majesty, this is the case. Although this structure is not particularly complex, it is relatively new. It was made using the new magic system that has emerged in recent years..."

Sutton VII waved his hands impatiently, "I don't want to hear reasons, I just want time."

"Well, that will probably take two to three weeks, and we are more confident that we can produce it..."

The leader of the mages knew very well that the magic principles used here were the new things created by the mages under the Drogo Group.

A complete blind spot in knowledge.

Did he join the Royal Mage Corps just to get by? Or did he come to pursue a higher level of magic? Besides, he was too old to keep up with the latest research.

This is the case with most of the mages in the group. Their level peaks during the assessment before joining the group, and they rely on their old foundation from then on, which means they have a lot of old foundation.

"Forget it, you guys study it as quickly as possible." After saying this, Sutton VII left without looking back, taking the summary with him.

I originally thought I could save some money.

Entering the secret room and logging into the Soul Ascension Sanctuary, he realized that the King’s Mage Group was unreliable and he had more powerful helpers.

When I came to the discussion area, I saw the yellow dragon at first glance. It was so eye-catching that it was hard to notice it at first glance.

"Master! What a coincidence! I was just about to put the new content I learned on the bounty board."

"Really? That's a coincidence."

What a coincidence, Drogo thought. Ever since the grenade was taken away, he had been hanging out in the Sanctuary for ten hours a day, and it had been several days before he ran into King Sutton VII.

What efficiency this is.

"Let me take a look. I am also very interested in how they made this weapon."

After saying that, he pretended to study the contents.

Sometimes he scratched his head, sometimes he pondered, sometimes he wrote and drew.

On how to pretend to be working on a problem seriously while copying the answers.

After torturing him for nearly two hours, Sutton VII wanted to say, "Take your time to study it, it may be possible to do it in two days."

Drogo clapped his paws excitedly. "I have an idea!"

Then he began to write something quickly.

After a few minutes, "Put these into your memory and hand them over to a professional mage."

One of the advantages of the Soul Ascender Sanctuary is that even if you haven't learned something, you can still download it into your memory.

Sutton VII was overjoyed and downloaded it immediately.

"Thank you so much, I will pay the reward immediately..."

"Oh, no need. I am not a poor man. I do this not for money, but for the glory of the nobility! We must not let those traitors succeed!"

Hearing what Drogo said, King Sarton VII was about to cry. He nodded solemnly, "I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Then went offline.

Drogo felt very happy as he watched the image of King Sutton VII gradually become transparent.

It's okay. I don't need your bounty. It won't be long before everything you have will be mine...

A few days later, in the royal city, in the tower of the Mage Corps.

A re-sealed grenade, without any magic array inside, was placed in the center of the platform.

"Ready to trigger, 3, 2, 1."

The countdown ended, and the grenade flashed with magical light, as if it was about to be deployed. The mage leader chanted a spell, and immediately the light dimmed, and the grenade turned into a calm "lump of iron".

"Your Majesty, it was successful."

King Sutton VII fell into an ecstasy that he could not suppress, "Fight back, start now!" (End of this chapter)