"The intelligence agency's analyzing spirit welcomes you. My master"
A mechanical voice came from inside the tower. Since the Cliff Magic Tower had a new owner, everything went into default mode. The master was simply referred to as "my master."
"An analyzing spirit!" This could only mean one thing. Wizard Cliff connected all the information that the Wizard Intelligence Agency had to his own tower spirit. He was spying on many, many people's deepest, darkest secrets.
There was something else that Abel didn't know about. Wizard Cliff had another magic tower at another location. While the one he was at was for protecting the intelligence agency, the one over there was where Wizard Cliff ran his main operations.