My queen is rebelling!

Andre naturally shared the same determination as Saxon.

If Prince Shazuo could obtain another piece of Divine-Demonic equipment, combining two pieces of Divine-Demonic equipment would easily allow him to create an even more formidable "Special Grade" army.

Currently, Prince Shazuo has three "Special Grade" armies under his command, each with three hundred soldiers.

Only one of these is stationed by the Prince's side, while the others are carrying out missions across the continent.

The "Divine-Demonic equipment" used by these three "Special Grade" armies includes one type that the Eastern Region Empire already possessed, and another that Prince Shazuo acquired from Mammon, the Lord of Minauros, the Hellish Financier, and the owner of Pawnshop Number Eight in the third layer of Hell, at a great cost.

Aside from having a dragon egg swindled from him by Cohen in front of so many people, Mammon's historical achievements are quite remarkable.

He has had major transactions with the upper echelons of the five great human empires, and his largest financial backer in the Eastern Region Empire is this Prince Shazuo.

Prince Shazuo spent almost his entire fortune to assemble this "Special Grade" army, exchanging it for a thousand sets from Mammon.

For a while, the Prince's mansion even struggled to maintain daily expenses, otherwise, he wouldn't have targeted Princess Grace's "Flaming Red Lips" trading house.

There was no other way, this expense was necessary, because the difficulty of assembling "Elite Grade" and "Special Grade" armies is a completely different concept.

To assemble an "Elite Grade" army, without "Divine-Demonic equipment," arrays can be inscribed on the soldiers' bodies, and then through long-term training and coordination, a battle formation can be formed to achieve "Elite Grade" combat power.

As an Imperial Prince, he can barely afford this loss.

But "Special Grade" armies are different. The prerequisite for "Special Grade" is the ability to deploy two different battle formations, and these two battle formations can also resonate.

Either they are all activated by magic arrays on the body, or they are all activated by magic arrays on the equipment.

At this time, relying on inscribing magic arrays on the soldiers' bodies is completely unfeasible. No soldier can withstand the pressure of two magic arrays at the same time.

Therefore, there is only one way to go, which is to achieve the effect of having two battle formations by equipping two kinds of "Divine-Demonic equipment."

The "Special Grade" armies on the continent are all assembled and trained in this way.

In addition, Divine-Demonic equipment is a non-renewable resource for those who do not have detailed production blueprints; each set used is one set less.

After years of war, Prince Shazuo has already lost more than a hundred sets, and now it is only enough for a "Special Grade" army of nine hundred people to use.

If Shazuo could obtain a new "Divine-Demonic equipment" production blueprint, it would mean that his "Special Grade" army could be manufactured continuously.

That Imperial Princess, Her Highness Grace Tang, would then have no chance to covet the throne.

With this in mind, Andre strengthened Saxon's determination to obtain this item at all costs.

Saxon's eyes gleamed with deep desire and excitement, as he also understood the significance of a "Divine-Demonic equipment" production blueprint.

He couldn't help but say:

"Sir, do you think we should take this opportunity..."

He made a throat-slitting gesture under his neck.

Andre directly shook his head and said:

"Even if Mr. Yan's wife is a ninth-tier peak transcedent, you can't resort to dirty tricks just based on the other party's identity.

Anyone who can hold a senior management position in 'Flaming Red Lips' must have a very deep relationship with Her Highness, the Eastern Region Empire's Princess.

You can't use tough methods on this kind of person."

Saxon clearly showed disappointment, but quickly cheered up again and said:

"Didn't he say he would auction this item at the auction?"

"No one knows the value of this thing yet. As long as we give him a suitable price at that time, won't we be able to easily bid it down?"

Andre also had this idea. He looked up at the pile of information about the "Ashen Vault" that had just been retrieved from the royal secret vault and said softly:

"Your Highness, just in case, don't return this information yet."

"Anyway, there are only a few days left before the auction, what do you think?"

Saxon was stunned for a moment, then a sinister arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said:

"Sir, you are still considering everything carefully!"

......

Cohen looked at Mavis, who was dressed up in grand attire, and his eyes revealed a burst of brilliance.

Mavis was wearing a slim-fitting purple waist-hugging suspender dress, stepping on a pair of black ankle-strap satin open-toe stilettos.

The exquisite and tall figure was completely outlined.

As she walked, her slender and straight jade legs were revealed, like exquisitely carved works of art, and her delicate skin was as warm and moist as mutton-fat jade, shimmering slightly under the light.

Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and the slightly curled ends added a bit of charm.

On her delicate face, there was a gentle smile, and her whole body exuded an elegant and dignified temperament, making her unforgettable at first sight.

Cohen sincerely exclaimed:

"A femme fatale. I don't know how many people will be captivated tonight."

Mavis chuckled and suddenly asked:

"Compared to your women, how am I?"

Cohen replied:

"Each has its own merits, but if I really have to make a comparison, you have to be ranked behind them!"

The smile on the corner of Mavis's mouth froze slightly, and her willow eyebrows raised slightly.

Cohen quickly said:

"You also said that they are my women, so in my mind, their status is definitely ranked first.

If you want to get the same treatment, you are welcome to officially join our team at any time!"

Faced with Cohen's blatant teasing, Mavis was not angry, but just let out a meaningful sneer.

Soon there was a knock on the door, it was Julian.

As soon as Julian entered the door, he was equally stunned, captivated by Mavis's peerless temperament and appearance.

He exclaimed:

"Sir, at least tonight, you will be the envy of all the men present."

Cohen laughed and said:

"Let them be jealous. Dear Baron, have we found the 'stooge' to raise the price with His Highness the Third Prince?"

Julian nodded and said:

"The person has already been arranged, but is Sir sure that the other party will definitely follow suit?

"A legendary magic weapon, or the saber of the founding marshal, to exchange for a pile of blueprints whose value cannot be proven..."

Cohen smiled confidently and said:

"Don't worry, I'm sure he will get what's in my hands at all costs!"

......

As dusk fell, Quaysang, the capital of the Kingdom of Ceylon, entered the revelry of the night. Outside the auction house, celebrities gathered. As the largest catering industry leader in the capital, Julian's appeal was beyond doubt.

The spacious and luxurious auction hall was brightly lit, like a splendid palace, and the seats were full.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the auction stage, where a stunning auctioneer stood gracefully.

All the female companions present today were overshadowed by Mavis on the stage.

Mavis stood on the auction stage, her bright eyes flashing with a sharp light, as if she could see through the minds of every bidder.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was crisp and infectious, like the sound of nature echoing in the hall.

Her slender hand held a delicate wooden hammer and gently tapped the auction table, indicating that the auction had officially begun.

The first thing presented to everyone was an ancient scroll. The scroll slowly unfolded, and Mavis's magnetic and beautiful voice slowly introduced the historical background and artistic value of this work.

Her voice was like a gurgling stream, showcasing the charm of this scroll to the fullest.

After the explanation, Mavis had just announced the starting price when the people below had already raised the signs in their hands, and the price soared all the way.

In the box, Saxon watched with a dizzying fascination, deeply attracted by Mavis's stunning beauty and unparalleled temperament.

Andre coughed softly, and he came back to his senses and exclaimed:

"Our country is too small. There are so many beauties on the continent!"

Andre reminded:

"Your Highness, don't forget our business today."

Saxon said:

"I'm just sighing. Isn't Sir interested in such a beautiful woman at all?

"Even if it's just a moment of pleasure with such an exquisite woman, it's worth it in this lifetime!"

Andre narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly:

"All I know is that the person who has the ability to control this level of woman must not be underestimated.

"Your Highness, don't forget that this young woman is also a powerful ninth-tier transcendent.

"Even if transcendents can delay aging, you can't tell anything from their appearance.

"But through the meal last time, based on her demeanor and behavior, I estimate that she is no more than forty years old.

"How many ninth-tiers under the age of forty has Your Highness seen?

"Does Your Highness really want to provoke the man who can make this kind of woman willing to marry him as his wife?"

Saxon put away the romantic thoughts in his heart, and a solemn expression appeared on his face, saying:

"Sir is right. This kind of person is indeed only suitable for making friends with, not for being an enemy."

The atmosphere of the auction had completely heated up. Under Mavis's guidance, one auction item after another was sold for shocking prices, and even Saxon, who was sitting in the box, couldn't help but click his tongue.

He secretly thought that these dignitaries in the capital were still too rich. When he ascended the throne, he would definitely slaughter a few prominent ones to replenish the national treasury.

Currently being introduced was a string of dazzling jewelry. Mavis's extremely penetrating voice introduced the jewelry that Cohen had looted from Grace from above:

"Icy Yang Green Full Color Bead Chain, pure and flawless throughout, is very rare.

"It can be compared to the one worn by Empress Klein of the Central Empire when she ascended the throne.

"The market valuation is between 100,000 and 150,000 gold coins, and the starting price is 10,000 gold coins..."

"100,000!"

"110,000!"

......

Cohen looked at the frenzied bidding below, secretly startled.

An ordinary necklace, not even a magic weapon, was actually valued at a market price of 100,000 gold coins.

Women's money is still too easy to earn!

He now finally knew why Grace was so rich.

It seemed that the one million he asked for was still too little. With the strength of this sugar mama, she probably wouldn't even frown if he asked for five million.

Cohen's little thoughts aside, after the auction of this jewelry, the next thing was the blueprint.

Mavis's melodious voice sounded from the stage:

"The next auction item is quite interesting.

"It is a mysterious blueprint from ancient times. It carries the precipitation of time and the weight of history, like a mysterious door leading to the distant past."

Mavis slowly spread out an enlarged version of the blueprint and continued:

"Every line and every symbol on it contains the wisdom and creativity of humans in ancient times.

"Imagine what kind of glory and legend it once witnessed in the mysterious years of ancient times?"

It might be the blueprint for a great building, or perhaps the inheritance code of some mysterious skill.

Its value lies not only in its antiquity but also in the infinite possibilities it represents!

For scholars, it is a precious clue for studying ancient civilizations; for collectors, it is a unique treasure worthy of being passed down through generations; and for artists, it is an inexhaustible source of inspiration.

Owning this blueprint is like embarking on a wonderful journey to touch history!

Distinguished guests, please do not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to find this ancient treasure its rightful home."

It must be said that Mavis's exquisite rhetoric, coupled with her stunning beauty, did indeed stir up the atmosphere.

Making this seemingly incomprehensible blueprint attract the attention of many.

Mavis's lips curved slightly as she said softly:

"According to the owner's request, this auction item does not accept cash but hopes to exchange it for something else.

Our distinguished guest is quite interested in historical relics and hopes to use it to exchange for a relic that has witnessed historical changes, the rise and fall of dynasties, and has a profound historical value."

Hearing Mavis's request, Saxon in the private room revealed a surprised expression, and Andre beside him was also caught off guard.

They actually only accept item exchange.

Saxon frowned slightly and said:

"Relics?

There are indeed a few good things in the room, but I don't know if the other party will take a fancy to them."

Andre's expression was solemn as he said:

"I estimate that ordinary things may not be able to impress him.

Last time we had dinner, Mr. Yann also said that he is a great collector of cultural relics, and he may not be willing to exchange for ordinary things.

It is estimated that because this blueprint cannot be studied for any clues, he is thinking of trading it out for a more valuable cultural relic."

The two were discussing in low voices when someone outside was already bidding:

"How about the manuscript of the great poet of the Ceylon Kingdom, Dan Vidin?"

Mavis looked at a private room not far away, and the magic lamp outside the private room lit up red.

Mavis said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, the owner of the blueprint does not accept this offer."

At this time, everyone also learned where the owner of this auction item was.

When they saw the location of this person's private room, they showed surprised expressions again.

That was the private room of Julian Singer, the baron who convened this auction.

Could it be that this auction item is Julian's own?

Soon, there was another offer:

"How about the 'Basel Stele'?

This stele contains the military regulations promulgated by a founding general of the Ceylon Kingdom, this should be very valuable, right?

This young master is not very interested in any blueprints, but he is willing to exchange this stele for the opportunity to have dinner with the lady, I wonder if it is possible?"

After everyone saw who was speaking, they couldn't help but let out knowing smiles.

It's really a case of a prodigal son selling off his ancestors' property without a care. If the founding general Basel knew that his unworthy descendants were going to sell his military order for a smile from a beauty, he would probably be so angry that he would jump out of his coffin.

No wonder the inheritance family of the dignified founding general has become more and more declining in recent years. It is not normal for them not to decline with such "outstanding" descendants!

Mavis still had a gentle and elegant smile on her face, glanced at Cohen's private room, and the red light was still on.

She said apologetically:

"I am very sorry, it seems that the owner of the auction item is not interested in the stele."

In the private room, Saxon's face had become extremely unsightly, and he muttered:

"This kid, he doesn't even like the military order stele carved by General Basel himself?

Is his appetite so big!"

Andre said calmly:

"The blueprint has been in his hands for who knows how long, and he must have studied it countless times.

Even if he doesn't know the real purpose of this blueprint, he also knows that this thing has an extraordinary origin, and ordinary cultural relics really can't impress him."

Saxon sighed:

"He doesn't even like the founding general's things, could it be that I have to take out the things of my great-grandfather for him?"

As he spoke, Saxon suddenly froze, and muttered to himself:

"I don't have my great-grandfather's things, but there is one thing…"

Andre's heart moved, and he frowned:

"Is Your Highness talking about the 'National Guardian Sword'?"

Saxon nodded:

"After all, it is the saber of the founding marshal, this kid won't refuse it, right?

Moreover, it is still a legendary magical equipment, exchanging it for his set of blueprints is more than enough."

Andre showed a pensive expression:

"The value is enough, but it would be too public.

Using a saber of the founding marshal to exchange for a mysterious blueprint, those who are interested will definitely think that there is something fishy about it."

Saxon frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and said:

"That's not necessarily true, let's see the situation first, if it doesn't work, then use the 'National Guardian Sword'.

It's okay, I'm sure no one will be suspicious!"

The noble young master who bid for the "Basel Stele" glanced at the private room where Cohen was, and said unhappily:

"Hey, if you don't like the stele, what else do you want?

What kind of things do you want?"

Cohen's voice slowly sounded:

"It is best to be weapons, with collection and commemorative value."

The noble young master's eyes lit up, and he quickly said:

"Yes, yes, do you want General Basel's command saber, it is still a gold-level magical equipment."

The corners of Cohen's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Julian and said:

"This top-quality young master is okay, where did you find the shill?"

Julian's tone was inexplicably complicated, and he said:

"A prodigal young master who spends lavishly, idles around, and squanders his ancestral property.

There are many people like him in Quisaang.

As long as you give them money and let them continue to maintain their extravagant upper-class life, they are willing to do anything for you."

Cohen laughed sarcastically:

"Understandable, after all, not everyone can shoulder the glory and future of the family."

After letting out a sigh, Cohen raised his voice and answered the question of this playboy:

"The founding general's command saber?

Interesting!

If it is genuine, this blueprint…"

"Slow!"

A loud voice suddenly interrupted Cohen's words.

Hearing this shout, the corners of Cohen's mouth raised slightly, and Mavis on the auction stage also felt a sense of joy in her heart. Between her glances, she couldn't help but add a trace of appreciation and gentleness to her gaze towards Cohen.

Immediately afterwards, an arrogant and domineering tone sounded in the auction hall:

"Bell, why don't you look in the mirror when you go out? Do you think you are worthy of this lady?

Get out, don't embarrass yourself with your ancestor's command saber.

Auctioneer, I will offer the founding marshal's saber!

I wonder if I can have dinner with you?"

As soon as this statement came out, the entire auction hall was shocked.

Which prodigal son is this, who actually wants to use the founding marshal's saber to woo a woman?

Have the descendants of the founding generals and marshals been reduced to a group of playboys fighting for jealousy?

The future of the kingdom is bleak!

However, after they saw the private room where the voice was coming from, they all showed a look of understanding on their faces.

Sitting in that private room was actually the Third Prince Saxon!

The people of the royal capital are as familiar with this Highness's lustful and romantic nature as they are with his abilities.

If it was him, then everything would be reasonable.

Inside the private room, Andre stared at Saxon with a complicated expression, and after being silent for a long time, he squeezed out a sentence:

"This is indeed an idea, but Your Highness's reputation is probably going to…"

Andre coughed lightly twice and did not finish his words.

Saxon said indifferently:

"At worst, I will be called over by my father and scolded. Didn't the master say that this marshal later conspired against us?

Presumably, my father will not be too angry."

Cohen responded in the private room:

"The founding marshal's saber!

Okay, this deal can be done!"

Mavis gently tapped the small gavel and said softly:

"Deal!"

… …

After the auction ended, in the transaction room, Cohen smiled at Saxon and said:

"Third Highness is so interested in this blueprint, could it be that you have seen something?"

Saxon replied without changing his expression:

"That's not the case, I just can't stand Bell's kind of stuff disturbing the madam."

Cohen said with a faint smile:

"Then is the deal still valid?

I heard that this saber is of extraordinary value, if Your Highness uses it to exchange for a useless blueprint…"

Saxon's heart was slightly nervous, and he tried his best to hide it, and said:

"It counts, of course it counts.

If this prince doesn't keep his word in front of so many people, how will I gain a foothold in Quisaang in the future?"

Cohen showed a look of emotion and said solemnly:

"Your Highness is indeed generous. It is worth the trip to the Ceylon Kingdom to get to know an outstanding person like Your Highness!

If Your Highness has the opportunity to go to the Eastern Region Empire in the future, you must contact me. I work at the 'Flaming Red Lips' headquarters!"

Saxon said with a smile on his face:

"Definitely, definitely."

Cohen chuckled, took out the "improved" "Star Guardian Armor" production blueprint.

Under Saxon's scorching gaze, he handed it to him.

Saxon endured the trembling in his hands, took the blueprint, and handed it to Andre next to him as if he didn't care, and said:

"This is the complete blueprint, see if the master can research anything else from it?"

Andre took the blueprint and looked at it carefully for a while, his expression relaxed slightly, and he gave Saxon a look.

It's the real thing!

Cohen laughed inwardly, of course it was the real thing, the materials, craftsmanship, etc. used above are the same as the real "Star Guardian Armor".

The only thing that Cohen changed was the core drive magic circle.

That drive core composed of countless magic circle nodes, as long as a few key points are changed, the effect will be completely different.

When Saxon assembles it with great effort, he will find that this magic circle cannot be driven at all.

By the time Saxon realizes that he has been fooled, Cohen will have disappeared without a trace.

Receiving Andre's gaze, Saxon immediately put his heart in his stomach, and also took out the legendary magic weapon, the saber of the founding marshal of the Ceylon Kingdom, the "National Guardian Sword".

Cohen also checked the authenticity and took it away with a smile.

Both sides thought that they had taken advantage of each other, and for a while, the host and guests were happy, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious!