My queen is rebelling!

Cohen said slowly:

"Your neutral friend is essentially standing on the side of your opponent.

Your neutral opponent is essentially standing on your side.

Oliver and Saffron were originally Ivan Petrov's right-hand men.

Their statement that they would remain neutral when necessary indicates that they have already acquiesced to our actions."

Nephthys nodded, seemingly understanding, and said:

"What about the master's side? Have the people from the 'Farmers' Association' agreed to cooperate with us?"

Cohen said:

"Almost. Winsdeler, continue to go out and buy snacks these few days. I estimate that the Farmers' Association will take the initiative to contact you."

Winsdeler dried her hair and stared at Cohen with unkind eyes:

"Did you see anything just now?"

Cohen savored the fleeting glimpse of her moving curves, thinking that the elven lady hadn't lived in vain for over a hundred years, as she was quite well-endowed.

However, on the surface, he shook his head repeatedly and said:

"I was covered in flowers and plants as soon as I entered the house. What could I have seen?"

Winsdeler muttered to herself. Cohen didn't need to listen to know that she was secretly cursing him.

Cohen coughed lightly and turned to Nephthys and said:

"Don't you also have Isabella's contact information?

I'll write you a list of magic potion ingredients. Have 'Pale Wings' prepare them as soon as possible and send them over in the next few days."

Nephthys nodded in agreement.

With the matters discussed, Cohen was about to leave when Freya said softly:

"Didn't master say there would be a party?"

For a moment, everyone in the room had an awkward red tint on their faces. Winsdeler's eyes focused a look of disdain, as if looking at garbage, and stared at Cohen.

Cohen rubbed his forehead and said:

"Freya, it's getting late. Maybe next time.

By the way, tomorrow you come with me to find your father. We'll go see how the army's training is going."

Upon hearing that she could see her father tomorrow, Freya didn't dwell on the party and readily agreed.

The girls also left one after another.

Cohen took out the communication stone and contacted Herman.

Even though he was thousands of miles away, he had to keep abreast of the domestic situation at all times.

Especially now that Herman had gained the trust of High Judge Gore, he could potentially learn about the Dupont family's conspiracy at any time.

He had to keep abreast of the situation so that he could make timely responses.

Herman was clearly on standby at all times. Cohen's message was sent and he received a reply shortly after.

However, I am still responsible for some legitimate business dealings and cooperation. I have not yet been exposed to the core business.

However, the Dupont family seems very interested in the several prisons in the eastern suburbs.

I, representing Gore, acted as an intermediary and contacted the wardens of those prisons together with the Dupont family.

I suspect that their scheme is related to the felons held in the eastern suburban prisons.

In addition, judging from the commercial accounts of Gore and the Dupont family that I have recently taken over, the Dupont family has been in secret contact with the Archbishop of the 'Bound Church'."

Cohen stared at the intelligence sent by Herman and fell into deep thought.

Colluding with prisons, and those felons?

Could it be that the Dupont family wants to use the prisoners to start an uprising?

When a great turmoil really comes, using the power of prison inmates can indeed bring some confusion and interference to the situation in Florence.

But relying solely on a rabble of felons won't achieve much.

As for colluding with the "Bound Church," Cohen immediately thought of the contestant who was controlled and self-destructed by the necromancer in the Extraordinary Arena.

That necromancer claimed to have signed a Book of Covenant with the Bound God. It seemed that the Dupont family was indeed behind that incident.

The Bound God is a weak divine power deity. He is not ranked high in the pantheon, and the "Bound Church" is not a particularly powerful church.

The strongest is only a legendary high-level necromancer.

In addition, because of the Bound God's antagonistic relationship with Ares, the God of War and Combat, the "Bound Church" is often suppressed by the Combat Temple and the Extraordinary Arena, and its presence has always been low.

It is possible that they joined forces with the Dupont family to cause trouble and seize some profits in the chaos.

However, everything is just his own speculation and more information is needed to verify it.

After entrusting Herman with a few words, Cohen contacted Count Snape Middleton, the Grand Chamberlain of the Court.

Before he left, he expressed to Snape the idea of screening a group of loyal and capable military talents.

Snape Middleton was originally an adjutant to Cohen's father, the King, and accompanied him on many expeditions.

He has deep connections in the army, and it is most appropriate to entrust this matter to him.

Snape has been secretly and actively implementing Cohen's ideas and has already made preliminary plans.

"Establish a 'Loyal King Party' in the Royal Military Academy?"

Seeing Snape's proposal, Cohen became interested.

This approach is a bit familiar. It seems that a certain dictatorial leader of a "Cosmic Country" in his previous life used this method to place his confidants in the army.

Snape explained his plan.

He has several confidants in the army, but after the late King passed away and the Queen took power, these confidants gradually lost their backing and their careers basically came to an end.

Snape's plan is to transfer them all back to the military academy as instructors, and use the identity of instructors to secretly cultivate and win over a group of students loyal to the Royalist Party.

Cohen highly approved of this approach and strongly supported Snape in starting to implement it.

He also told Snape not to be taboo and to feel free to offer them official positions and promises.

After finishing the matter, Cohen discovered that Grace Tang, the Eastern Empire's eldest princess, had sent another message.

To Cohen's surprise, Grace had arrived in the "Lost Land" alone and was asking Cohen for his specific location.

Cohen considered it for a moment. The eldest princess was, after all, a seventh-tier peak extraordinary, which would be helpful for his next actions, so he told her his location.

Most importantly, this was his sugar mommy.

Isabella had sent him a message a few days ago that the second batch of five thousand orcs was already on their way to the "Lost Land."

Supporting these people is no small expense, and Grace's arrival was timely.

Cohen's plan was to deepen cooperation in other areas besides accompanying her into the hell dimension.

Such a rich and beautiful woman is rare, so he had to hold on tight.

He had to find a reliable logistics manager and investment consortium for his future army!

With the matters settled, Cohen prepared to wash up and rest.

The room still lingered with the girls' fragrance, especially Nephthys and Winsdeler after their bath.

The bathroom was still filled with steam.

Cohen smiled bitterly to himself. Such a daily routine was definitely a good exercise for his willpower.

He couldn't help but let his mind wander. If he confronted Queen Adel later and said that although he was with a group of beautiful girls all day long, he didn't do anything, he wondered if Queen Adel would believe him.

Having not seen Adel for so long, Cohen was really a bit unaccustomed.

No matter how beautiful the flowers and plants outside were, they were not as fragrant as his Queen Adel.

He had to take down the "Cultivator City-State" as soon as possible, establish a stable base, and imprint the spatial node of the "Book of Time and Space" so that he could travel back and forth between Florence and the "Lost Land" at any time.

......

City-State Villa District, the private residence of a high-level widow of a secret society.

The figures of men and women floated in the bedroom.

The bedroom was filled with a blush-inducing atmosphere, and the silk curtains fluttered gently.

A strong man leaned against the carved headboard, his strong chest rising and falling slightly, and his bronze skin still carried the afterglow of passion.

The man's face seemed to have been sculpted by time and war, a long scar stretching diagonally from his left forehead to his cheek. The shocking scar did not mar his face; instead, it added a sense of vicissitudes and stories.

His eyebrows were thick and dark, and his eyes were like deep, cold pools. His chin had a light stubble. Every feature on his face seemed to tell a story of his past—struggle, revolution, resistance. All of this converged into his unique and charmingly handsome appearance.

Thomas Wade, the supreme leader of the "Farmers' Association," lay in the boudoir of a widowed lady from the upper echelons of the "Cultivation Society," his eyes filled with satisfaction after just having released himself and a hint of subtle, complex emotions.

The widowed lady lay half-reclined beside him, her snow-white skin particularly alluring in the dappled light filtering through the window lattices. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes swirled with tenderness and love.

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A hand gently rested on Thomas Wade's arm, fingers unconsciously tracing the contours of his bulging muscles.

This man was full of charm and passion, both outside and in bed.

So much so that this widowed lady, even knowing his true identity, threw herself into his arms like a moth to a flame, even selling her property to support his revolutionary work.

The lady smoothed Wade's furrowed brow and whispered, "Darling, is something troubling you?"

Thomas Wade smiled faintly and said, "I heard some interesting people came to the city-state a few days ago?"

The widowed lady's expression shifted slightly, and she quickly said, "Yes, I heard they are honored guests arranged by the Witch. However, in my opinion, they seem more like young noble masters from some human world family. Putting aside everything else, the women they brought are all as beautiful as flowers, and their words and actions are like those of high-ranking aristocratic children."

Thomas Wade became interested and asked, "Really? I heard there's even an elf among them?"

The widowed lady immediately became wary and said unhappily, "Darling, are you thinking of falling in love with someone else?"

This lady was not just being unreasonable. Thomas Wade had a lot of previous offenses in this regard.

Relying on his charming appearance, when the "Agricultural Association" fell into financial difficulties, Thomas Wade often seduced wealthy and lonely noble women and young widows to raise revolutionary funds.

A fact that many people are unwilling to accept is that much of the "Agricultural Association's" funding comes from their leader living off the higher-ups of the "Cultivation Society."

Thomas Wade pinched her nose and said, "She's a Gold-rank transcendent. Even if I wanted to, she would have to find me worthy. Moreover, I heard that the elf is a concubine of that mysterious young man. I wouldn't dare provoke her."

After the two of them joked around for a while, Thomas Wade asked, "How is Ivan's relationship with them?"

The widowed lady recalled, "The president is quite enthusiastic. That mysterious person is also quite sensible and doesn't act high and mighty based on his status. He just takes his women out to wander the streets all day. It seems like he's just here to travel and vacation in the city-state."

Thomas Wade's eyes flickered with contemplation. The lady gently leaned on his shoulder, and the two of them seemed to forget the disturbances of the outside world at this moment, immersed in the sweet and tender world that belonged only to them.

…

In the military camp on the outskirts of the city-state, Arnold reported the training results to Cohen:

"In my opinion, the Tigerish Army has initially acquired 'Regular Grade' combat power. As for the actual level, it depends on the actual combat situation.

These beastmen themselves are equivalent to Bronze-rank transcendents. As long as they can form an array like a human army, they can quickly possess combat power. It is initially estimated that there should be no problem in fighting against two Ninth-rank transcendents."

Cohen nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. You don't necessarily have to face Ninth-rank transcendents at that time. Ivan Petrov has a five-thousand-man security army under his command, which is estimated to barely have Regular Grade combat power. You are responsible for leading the Tigerish Army to eliminate them; you don't have to worry about the rest."

Arnold asked in a deep voice, "I saw in the intelligence you sent that Ivan Petrov has five Silver-rank [Agricultural Scientists] under his command, as well as two Sixth-rank bodyguards hired from outside. Can you take them down with just your people?"

Cohen nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have outside help. In terms of combat power alone, Ivan Petrov can only deal with the peasant rebel army with no strength. He is not considered strong in a real fight. As long as we can handle the pressure from other forces after killing them, there will be no problem."

Seeing Cohen's confidence, Arnold didn't say anything more. Past experiences had already made Arnold realize the power of this young Majesty.

After inspecting his army, Cohen's confidence was even greater, and he completely relaxed.

Every day, he took the beauties around him to go shopping in the "Cultivator City-State", trying his best to play the image of a纨绔子弟 (good-for-nothing playboy).

After a few days of observation, Ivan Petrov almost dispelled his wariness towards Cohen.

He completely regarded him as a passing god, treating him with good food and drink for a few months to get it over with.

Until one late night, Winsarde came to Cohen's room and handed him a note.

It was written with the time and place.

Cohen understood that this was the leader of the "Farmers' Association" wanting to meet with him.

After telling the girls a few words, Cohen disappeared into the shadows.

…

The address given by the "Farmers' Association" was an abandoned construction site in the city-state.

The dilapidated unfinished building was filled with a damp and decaying smell, and the dim light flickered in the darkness, as if it would be swallowed by the night at any time.

Water droplets seeped from the tattered walls, and a dilapidated wooden table was placed in the center of the room, covered with scratches and stains.

Around it were several chairs of different styles. Thomas Wade and the person previously codenamed "Vegetable Farmer" sat around the table.

Their figures flickered in the light, and the expressions on their faces were serious and dignified.

Cohen carefully observed in the shadows for a long time and found that there was no one else around before slowly revealing his figure.

Seeing Cohen suddenly appear in front of them, there was no extra expression on either of their faces.

Obviously, "Vegetable Farmer" had already told Thomas Wade about Cohen's magical stealth technique.

Seeing Cohen come, Wade smiled slightly and took the lead in speaking: "Didn't that beautiful elf lady come with you?"

Cohen's mind echoed with the introduction of Thomas Wade from his previous life:

A man with a strong personal charm, leadership ability, wisdom, ambition, but also very romantic.

For the sake of the so-called revolutionary cause, he hooked up with many famous ladies and wives in the city-state, and many young aristocratic girls from the upper class fell for him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he started by living off women.

The other party asked this way, could it be that he had his eye on Winsarde?

Cohen couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed that tonight he was going to give this revolutionary who thought he was very charming a profound lesson.

To reveal to him a shocking, terrifying, and bloody truth!