"Masims!...Masims!..." A shout came from behind.

Masims turned around in a daze, but the person who called him was Gorgiang.

Masims was surprised. Although he had frequently entered and exited the street taverns for more than ten days, so he knew Gorgion, but he did not think he could get the other party to chase him alone and was concerned about himself.

With caution, Masims asked calmly: "Is there anything wrong?"

Gorgiant walked up to him and said seriously: "I want to talk to you about your job search."

Masims is not those refugees who were penniless in his hometown and came to Dionia to seek a better life. He was a Roman noble. He not only had many years of government experience, but also participated in wars many times. If it weren't for Rome's conquest, he would have almost no time to enter the Roman Senate steadily. His political experience was quite rich. When he saw Gorgion every time he entered the tavern, he always felt that this man was deliberately or unintentionally guiding the diners to argue and spread some news... This practice reminded him of some of the Roman Senate's tricks to fool the people, so he thought Gorgion was not simple and did not have too much contact with him.

At this time, Gorgiang's active contact aroused his alertness and immediately refused: "I'm sorry, I'm going home now, I don't have time."

Gorgi raised his eyebrows, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and then returned to calm. He said calmly: "Five days ago, you were attacked by a Roman on the way to the Demo Government Affairs Office in the West Outer City. If the patrol team had not arrived in time and arrested the criminal, you might still be lying in the hospital for treatment."

In order to avoid the family's concern, Masims didn't say anything to anyone, but unexpectedly Gorgion said it, and his face changed: "How did you know?"

Gorgiant smiled coldly: "Do you think the inspection team happened to be there? You probably don't know yet. Just yesterday, your youngest son was playing by the pool in the middle of the building you rented. If it weren't for some people's stopping it, he would have been kidnapped by a Roman... Do you have time to talk to me now?"

Masims's face changed drastically. He did not expect that the Romans who hated his "rebellion" had already targeted their families. He almost wanted to rush to their families immediately, but he suppressed the impulse, looked directly at the person in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Gorgiang restrained his sarcastic smile on his face, and his temperament changed suddenly. He said solemnly: "Let me introduce it again. My name is Gorgiang, to work in the intelligence department of the Kingdom of Dionia!"

The intelligence department of the Kingdom of Dionia?... Hearing this term, Masims instinctively developed a fear, which was the consequence of being interrogated by them overnight in the slave camp. He subconsciously took a step back and whispered: "What do you... want to talk about?"

Gorgion glanced at his back foot, as if he had seen through his mind, looked at him with a sharp look, and said softly: "You should be very clear that your report has attracted some Romans to you, and you and your family have become their targets of revenge. The reason why they are safe and sound is because of the secret protection of our intelligence department, but this protection is not indefinitely!"

Masims stared at him, but his eyes showed a little weakness. He heard the threatening meaning in Gorgiang's words, but Gorgiang's words also hit what he was most worried about.

Gorgion moved to another topic as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Tratus, the head of the intelligence department's Turiyi region, once wanted you to join us, but you refused. You must have thought that there was a better way to go when you were just free, but now?

Maybe you have the patience to work hard in the kingdom for more than 10 years to obtain the qualification of a formal citizen? Or you can settle in southern Iberia, but that place is not stable. When the indigenous people attack, can you escape safely with your wife and children? Or do you finally decide to leave the kingdom and live in other strange places?…”

Every word of Gorgion hit Masims' psychological defense, causing his eyes to start to flash, and a sentence was squeezed out for a while: "...what do you want to say?"

"Join us!" Gorgiang spoke in a low volume, but loud and loud voice.

In the past, Rome did not have an intelligence agency, but many nobles had a group of diners responsible for exploring privacy, inciting the people, and using evil methods to seize the people's land... etc., doing some dirty things, so Masims believes that the intelligence departments of the Kingdom of Dionia also did such a humble act. Of course, he was dismissed by his noble family, but now he seems to be in a desperate situation.

Masims' face was unstable, hesitating and struggling for a while, and said tentatively: "...What are the benefits of joining you? Can I become a formal citizen as soon as possible?"

Gorgion said seriously: "Even if our intelligence department directly serves His Majesty Davers, it is impossible to become a formal citizen directly with the constraints of the "Dionia Law", but we have more opportunities to make meritorious service and can make you become a formal citizen faster-"

"I remember you are not a formal citizen yet," Masims said with a slight mocking voice.

Gorgion smiled slightly: "Actually, I've been there long ago. Because of the needs of official business, I deliberately made the diners in the tavern think so."

"So, you are from Epirus and came to Dionia five years ago... Are these information fake?"

"These are all real, but shortly after I came to Dionia, I joined the intelligence department and was ordered to go to the Brindisi Naval Base in Pucheti to carry out the mission. During the invasion of the former Apria region from Epirus and the Peloponnese, I won their trust and acted as a guide. In fact, I secretly told the Ninth Legion of every marching route they had, which eventually led to their destruction. For this reason, I made great contributions, and became a formal citizen two years later and transferred back to Turie to serve..."

Gorgiant said proudly: "Don't look at our intelligence department as inconspicuous, it is actually very important. Once something important happens, let alone the city chief executive, even the wartime governor and military commander have to take the initiative to ask for help from the intelligence supervisors in various regions. The military achievements and achievements they have made are our contributions. Just as His Majesty Davers said, we are kingdom heroes hidden in the dark, and we are conscientiously guarding the security of the kingdom!..."

Seeing Masims fall into deep thought, Gorgion struck while the iron was hot and continued: "What's more, you have joined the intelligence department. Although you are not a citizen, you have become one of us. Your family will be protected by our full strength. Your life will also be greatly improved because you may perform tasks in another capacity and receive double salary..."

Masims listened to it, so he couldn't make a decision for a moment. He hesitated and said, "Let me go back and think about it..."

Gorgion saw that he was a little moved, and then said, "You better make a decision as soon as possible, because the suspect who captured and assassinated His Majesty King Davers is almost over, and our protection of your family is about to end."

When Masims heard this, he was anxious and blurted out: "I...I...I...I decided to join you."

Gorgiant smiled victoriously: "This is a wise choice! Report to the white courtyard next to the Xiwaicheng District Inspection Office tomorrow morning!"

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Also on that night, the residence of Lucias, the newly resigned Chief Executive of Turiyi, welcomed a distinguished guest - Chief Executive Miron of Katanai (Milon was the Chief Executive of Katanai who took over after Cipoulos was transferred to Turiyi. He just finished his term and came back to report on his work).

At that time, Lucias and Miron were a pair of political enemies when they were in Crotone. They fought very hard for their respective interests. Later, Lucias won and Miron was expelled from Crotone by the Citizens. At that time, he hated Lucias very much. It was not until Dionysius led the army of Syracuse to invade Greece that Miron was recalled to Crotone.

In order to survive the city-state, the two temporarily settled their past grudges and worked together. Until Crotone was incorporated into the Kingdom of Dionia, the two had no conflict of interest. Instead, because they were both Dionian veterans born in Crotone, they needed mutual support in the unfamiliar Dionian political arena, so the hostile relationship between the two was finally improved. After more than 10 years of interaction, the two Crotones, who had different personalities and were once enemies, eventually became friends.

"Milon, you are here tonight. You are not worried about reporting your duties tomorrow, right?" Lucias asked with a smile.

"What are you worried about in the report? Katanai has developed more prosperously in recent years. The elders will not know that I have made great contributions to this!" Miron said confidently and bluntly: "Okay, don't pretend. You know what I came to see you tonight! Regional Chief Executive! I want to become the Chief Executive of the East and West Siri region and need your support!"

"The Chief Executive of the East and West Siri Region..." Lucias was not surprised. He touched his chin and said in a pondering manner: "It is indeed not among the Chief Executives of the several regions that His Majesty needs to personally designate (Davs proposed in today's Senate meeting, 'Because the southern region of Iberia, the Roman region, and the western region of Siri Region are located on the border of the kingdom, the situation is relatively complicated. For the security and stability of the kingdom, he must personally determine the candidates for the administrative officer of the region, and the candidates for the executive officer of the other regions are all the candidates for the executive officer of the region by the elders.

Freely elected, he does not interfere.’ In fact, Davers used the rights and interests of electing the chief executive in exchange for the passage of the other three resolutions. As expected, everything was as he imagined). Since you became Chief Executive of Naxos, you have had many years of experience as Chief Executive, and your political achievements are also good, especially in the last war, and you are very familiar with the situation in eastern Sicily. Logically, it should be a problem for you to be elected as Chief Executive of the East and West Sicily..."
Chapter completed!