My queen is rebelling!

Keen listened from the side, his face darkening. Isabella, upon hearing this, revealed a cold smile and whispered:

“Our King's charm is truly great, isn't it? Even a Legendary-ranked Witch can be added to his collection. Are you planning to expand the harem of the Emerald King's Court?

I'm very curious, how will Yadell deal with you when she finds out?”

Keen said helplessly:

“Rumors, all rumors.

My relationship with the Witch is a normal working relationship. Besides, she's a dignified Legendary powerhouse, a Lord-level figure who controls a province. How could she possibly fancy me?”

Keen felt guilty and quickly explained.

Although he hadn't truly taken Isabella's body some time ago, he had taken advantage of her in every other way possible—her red lips, fragrant tongue, beautiful buttocks, jade feet, towering peaks, and deep ravines had all been thoroughly savored by him several times.

As he spoke, the 【Mechanical Warrior】named Stanford also revealed an ambiguous smile and whispered:

“Then I definitely need to make a trip. With the Curse Witch as my powerful backer, the 'Endless Alliance' should be able to deliver on those promised benefits.

Do you know any other inside information?”

The hotel owner said mysteriously:

“Of course, I also know that this young man has other people supporting him from behind!”

The 【Mechanical Warrior】immediately revealed a curious expression and asked:

“I've been taking care of your business for so long for nothing!”

The hotel owner quickly took the gold coin and said:

“One thing at a time. My information is genuine.”

The hotel owner paused and whispered:

“This young man has an adventurer team under his command!

Do you know who's in his team?”

“Who?”

The hotel owner said:

“There's a Gold-ranked Elf!

Moreover, she's from the Elf Royal Family!

There are even rumors that he has some ambiguous relationship with the Golden Winged Woman of the human continent!”

The 【Mechanical Warrior】immediately looked surprised and said:

“Could this young man be from the Elf race?”

The hotel owner shook his head:

“It's hard to say. Alright, I've told you everything. You can figure it out yourself.”

The two chatted for a while, and after the hotel owner settled the bill, the 【Mechanical Warrior】left the hotel with his belongings.

Keen had been feeling uneasy ever since the owner mentioned Windsor Trailer.

How could a hotel owner far away in the 'Mechanical Continent' know so much about him?

Even knowing that Windsor Trailer was from the Winged Elf Royal Family?

And Isabella's matter.

Keen vaguely felt that the owner's identity was not that simple.

After the Sixth-Order 【Mechanical Warrior】left, Keen went straight up and rapped his fingers on the owner's table.

The owner was feeding the little bird and didn't even look up, replying:

“Excuse me, sir, are you here for a meal or to stay? How many people…”

“I'm asking about something!”

The hotel owner slowly raised his head, not paying much attention at first, but when he saw Keen's attire and the beautiful woman beside him, a subtle tremor ran through the depths of his eyes, and he put on a kind smile:

“Please, sir, what would you like to know?”

Keen didn't notice the subtle change in the owner's expression and asked in a deep voice:

“I just heard you talking about the 'Endless Alliance.' I'm also very interested in it. I wonder if you could tell me about it?”

The hotel owner smiled and said:

“What aspects are you interested in, sir?”

Keen said:

“The affairs of the 'Endless Alliance' Master.

I just heard you tell that Mechanical Warrior that he's the Sequence Master's lover?”

The hotel owner quickly winked and made a gesture to lower his voice:

“Be careful, sir, be careful.

I only heard it from a wandering bard. As for the truth…”

The hotel owner stared at Keen's mask and let out a few ambiguous smiles:

“Only the parties involved would know.”

Keen raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to ask:

“Where did the wandering bard come from? Can you tell me what he looks like?”

The hotel owner coughed lightly, his eyes darting around as he began to wipe the table.

Keen subtly gestured, and Isabella directly scattered a handful of gold coins, making the hotel owner's eyes widen.

While stuffing them into his pocket, he said:

“In the punk gathering area under the overpass, there's a disheveled middle-aged man wearing ragged clothes who often tells stories there. You can find him if you go there.

All the news I have comes from him!”

Keen thanked him and left the hotel with Isabella to find the wandering bard the owner mentioned under the overpass.

The hotel owner watched Keen leave, a smug smile on his face, and gently tapped the top of the gray bird's head three times.

Then, he took out the gold coins Keen had given him and felt a strange sense of emotion.

It seems the rumors are true. This kid really has a way with women, even managing to fool the Golden Winged Woman.

I'm really curious about this kid's true identity!

As he thought this, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded beside him:

“Why did you suddenly contact me? Don't tell me you're showing off that you're making money again as a hotel owner.”

Looking closely, the voice actually came from the little bird's mouth.

At this moment, the gray bird's eyes were flashing with a strange light, and its whole body was emitting a faint blue glow, as if it were being controlled by a mysterious force.

The hotel owner pinched a gold coin, gently blew on it, and said with a smile:

“This is a gold coin given by the Golden Winged Woman. Being able to freeload money from the 'Pale Wings' Golden Wing Family's first-in-line heir,

My achievement can be considered the first in the 'Cobalt Soul Academy'.”

The gray bird made a sound of surprise and said:

“The Golden Winged Woman?

They're both back?

Can you be sure?”

The hotel owner said smugly:

“Of course. With the beauty of the Golden Winged Woman, how could I mistake her?

How is it?

My idea isn't bad, is it? Instead of following this kid around, it's better to wait for him to come to my door.

I don't believe he would be indifferent to rumors involving himself!”

The voice sounded:

“The idea is a good idea, but it's too mean. Be careful that the Sequence Master doesn't find out one day. At that time, that crazy woman will come after you.

I'm afraid even the Headmaster won't be able to protect you.”

The hotel owner shivered inexplicably and then said:

“Alright, alright, hurry up and prepare. That kid has already taken the Golden Winged Woman to find you.

Don't let anything go wrong. The Dean has been waiting for a long time.”

After the hotel owner finished speaking, the light on the gray bird gradually dimmed.

… …

Isabella asked as soon as she left the hotel door:

“What's wrong?

Is there something wrong with that wandering bard?”

Keen nodded slightly and said:

“An ordinary wandering bard wouldn't have the courage to spread rumors about a Lord-level figure, especially topics involving a woman's chastity.

Moreover, he's so clear about our movements. I suspect that someone or some force behind the scenes is orchestrating all of this.”

Isabella's face darkened slightly, and she nodded thoughtfully.

Following the hotel owner's directions, Keen arrived at the overpass and easily found the wandering bard the hotel owner had mentioned.

In the corner of the overpass, there were three layers of people surrounding him.

In the middle of the crowd was a middle-aged man, his clothes ragged, his hair draped messily, his stubble uneven, and a worn-out instrument beside him.

At this time, he was eloquently talking about the 'Endless Alliance':

“… … Do you know who the Master of this 'Endless Alliance' is?”

Someone next to him replied:

“I heard it's an adventurer team called something Blade?”

The middle-aged man gave the other person an approving look and said:

“It's called the 'Endless Blade' adventurer team.

Speaking of this adventurer team, it's amazing. It's full of all kinds of beautiful women.

And without exception, they are all powerful transcendents!

What's even more wonderful is that every woman in the team has an unclear relationship with the leader of this adventurer team… … ”

The more Keen listened, the more wrong it felt.

The beginning was fine, like a serious introduction to Keen's deeds.

But later on, it gradually became outrageous, and finally, it was just the plot of some fantasy dog-blood romance novel.

And he was portrayed as a lecherous harem master, a blatant stallion image.

A story of this level wouldn't even be able to get a contract on the largest Chinese paid reading website in his previous life.

Finally, after this third-rate wandering bard completely ruined Keen's reputation, the surrounding people also left a few copper coins and gradually dispersed with satisfaction.

Only then did Keen find a chance to walk up to him and ask in a low voice:

“Hey, where did you hear these stories from?”

The wandering bard was stunned and scratched his head, saying:

“What stories?”

Keen said in a deep voice:

“What you just said, about the Master of the Endless Alliance?”

The wandering bard oh-ed and said casually:

“Someone wrote me a letter and asked me to say that.”

Keen's heart moved. A letter? What letter?

Why would someone write a letter asking a wandering bard to make up rumors about him and the Sequence Master?

Keen tossed out a gold coin and said:

“Is the letter still there?”

The wandering bard hurriedly caught the gold coin and said repeatedly:

“Yes, it's still there, but it's at my house.”

Keen nodded and said:

“I'll go with you to get it.”

The wandering bard's eyes flashed with cunning light and said:

“My business for the day isn't over yet… … ”

Keen threw him a few more gold coins.

The wandering bard took the gold coins, and without saying a word, he neatly packed up his belongings and led Keen and Isabella, twisting and turning, to a dilapidated courtyard.

As soon as he entered the house, he began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

Soon, he found a yellowed letter and handed it to Keen.

Keen took the letter and opened it directly, only to find that it was a blank piece of paper. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange and mysterious symbol on the seal of the envelope.

Suddenly, a name flashed into his mind—Cobalt Soul Academy!

Bad!

He wanted to throw the letter away with both hands, but it was too late.

The letter suddenly shot out a dazzling light, and at the same time, a mysterious passage loomed, as if it were a gateway to another world.

The moment the gateway appeared, it suddenly erupted with a powerful suction force, directly pulling Keen into it.

Isabella, who was beside him, paled when she saw this, and her whole body surged with magic. She reached out to grab Cohen, but grabbed empty air.

Along with Cohen's disappearance, there was also that bard.

Soon, a familiar voice came from her ear, it was the hotel owner from before:

"Lady of the Golden Wings, please don't worry, we have some things we want to ask him.

But because you are here, we had to come up with this idea, I hope you can understand."

Isabella was slightly startled, the other party actually called out her identity in one breath!

Her eyes were filled with coldness, and she said in a cold voice:

“Since you know my identity, and you still dare to kidnap my people, who exactly are you!”

The expression on the hotel owner's face suddenly became very serious, and his voice also became distant and deep:

“True power lies in understanding the world!

Hubert Evans, Director of the Alchemy Department of the Northwest Continent Branch of the Cobalt Soul Academy, has met Miss Wenze!

Our Dean is very interested in your lover and hopes to have a few words with him face to face.

We will be able to send him back to you safely soon."

Cobalt Soul Academy!

Isabella's pupils shrank slightly. She had also heard her father mention this sect founded by Aen Wisdom, the God of Books and Knowledge.

Those teachers, priests, and martial monks who are inspired by truth and knowledge will spend their lives pursuing knowledge at the Cobalt Soul Academy, which possesses the most vast, comprehensive, and ancient knowledge and heritage in the Pan-Continent.

It is an absolutely lawful neutral camp.

When did Cohen get entangled with them?

Isabella took a deep breath, her golden eyes staring at Hubert, and said coldly:

“Then you can stay here, if he doesn’t come back today, your alchemy department can consider changing to a new director!”

As soon as she finished speaking, a badge with seven brilliant colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple appeared in her hand.

Seeing this badge, a trace of solemnity appeared on Hubert's face, and a hint of fear was faintly revealed in his voice:

“Holy Emblem!

The iconic seven-colored light should be the Holy Emblem of Saint Garin Saint-Mera, the Soul Singer!”

A holy emblem can temporarily allow a saint to descend a phantom to fight against the enemy, but each holy emblem not only requires the saint to spend three months to condense, but also requires a legendary magic weapon as a carrier.

The holy emblem is disposable, which is equivalent to wasting three months of a saint's cultivation time and a legendary magic weapon for one use.

That is also the Golden Wing Family with rich resources. Normal people would definitely not condense such a low cost-effective thing as a holy emblem.

This was also specially made by Garin for her protection after Isabella was attacked in Florence last time.

Hubert bowed slightly. Facing the saint, even the Cobalt Soul Academy, which transcends the human world, must maintain the most basic respect:

He said sincerely:

“Miss Wenze, please rest assured, it’s just a few things to talk about with your lover, it will be fine soon.

There is no need to disturb the Saint!”

… …

Cohen only felt that his whole body was being pulled by a faint force of space, and all he could see were colorful rays of light, and strange energy covered his whole body.

Then his eyes lit up, and he came to a dark valley.

Cohen was completely calm at this time. Since he knew that the other party was the "Cobalt Soul Academy", then there was nothing to worry about.

The "Cobalt Soul Academy" is a recognized neutral and lawful camp, and will never take the initiative to attack others.

At worst, he would directly enter the "Shadow Plane" to slip away.

He looked up and saw an ancient academy in front of him. The tall walls were covered with moss, the gate was tightly closed, and it exuded the vicissitudes of time.

At this time, the bard also appeared beside him. At this time, he changed his previous attire and put on a robe, looking like a scholar.

Before the other party could speak, Cohen chuckled and said:

“Is this how your ‘Cobalt Soul Academy’ invites people?”

The bard was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said:

“As expected of the ‘Lord of Shadows’, nothing can be hidden from you!

Let me introduce myself, Goodman Gary, Vice President of the Northwest Continent Branch of the Cobalt Soul Academy.

Please forgive me for inviting you rashly."

Cohen waved his hand and said:

“I don’t care, but the lady beside me is not easy to mess with.

Don't blame me for not reminding you, she has a holy emblem on her!

You can run away, but the ‘Scripture Pavilion’ of the Cobalt Soul Academy in the Northwest Continent cannot run away!”

Goodman was slightly startled, the Lady of the Golden Wings actually carried a holy emblem?

The point is that she also told the "Lord of Shadows" about this.

No, when did the relationship between you two become so good!

He could only secretly pray in his heart that Hubert could persuade Isabella.

Goodman remained calm on the surface and said:

“Please rest assured, Mr. ‘Lord of Shadows’, I still have colleagues outside, he will explain it clearly to your partner.”

Cohen's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he asked:

“That hotel owner?”

Goodman praised:

“Smart!”

Cohen was noncommittal about the other party's praise, but instead said in a teasing tone:

“Careless, I really didn’t expect that two legendary figures, one willing to be a hotel owner haggling over a few gold coins.

One is willing to dress up as a down-and-out bard, making up some third-rate stories there."

With two legendary figures hiding their aura around him, he really had no way to deal with it.

Goodman's expression was slightly condensed, and he really wanted to ask, is my level of making up stories very bad?

Goodman had a dream of becoming a novelist since he was a child.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about this, he coughed lightly and led the way forward:

“Please, Mr. ‘Lord of Shadows’, the Dean is already waiting for you.”

Cohen followed Goodman into the Northwest Continent Branch of the "Cobalt Soul Academy".

As soon as you enter the academy, there is a huge statue, obviously, it is the statue of Aen Wisdom, the God of Books and Knowledge.

Behind the statue is a wide tree-lined avenue, and young students often walk by in a hurry holding books.

Seeing the students, Cohen suddenly thought of the Queen's wish, and mentioned it seemingly unintentionally:

“Where do so many students come from?”

Goodman replied in a deep voice:

“Some are good seedlings discovered by our admissions office teachers outside.

Some are organizations or countries that have contributed important knowledge to our ‘Cobalt Soul Academy’.

We will regularly provide them with an admission invitation."

Cohen raised his eyebrows and asked:

“What level of knowledge is considered important?”

Goodman immediately reacted and asked:

“Does anyone around Mr. ‘Lord of Shadows’ want to enter the ‘Cobalt Soul Academy’?”

Cohen frowned slightly and asked:

“Why can’t it be me who wants to?”

Goodman laughed and said:

“With the secrets and knowledge that you possess, sir, if you really want to come to our academy, you should be a teacher, not a student.”

Cohen was slightly surprised. It seems that this "Cobalt Soul Academy" has investigated him very deeply.

He nodded and said:

“That’s right, I have an extremely important person who needs an admission invitation from your ‘Cobalt Soul Academy’.”

Goodman snapped his fingers and said:

“No problem, I can make the decision on this small matter, just as compensation for rashly disturbing your date with Miss Wenze!”

As he spoke, he waved his palm gently, and a bronze-colored letter appeared in his hand.

Cohen didn't take it, but said calmly:

“Dean Goodman, I said it was for someone extremely important to me, why are you still using this kind of ordinary stuff to fool me?

Don't you think it's embarrassing to take out this kind of invitation that is all over the street!”

Hearing Cohen say this, Goodman's eyes showed astonishment, and he said:

“I didn’t expect Mr. ‘Lord of Shadows’ to know our ‘Cobalt Soul Academy’ so well.”

Cohen said as he walked:

“Is there a black one?

Give me two!”

The admission invitations of the "Cobalt Soul Academy" are also divided into levels. Different levels have different treatment and knowledge permissions after entering the academy.

The most common one, and also the most issued by the Cobalt Soul Academy every year, is the bronze invitation letter in his hand.

In addition, there are silver, gold and black.

Silver invitations are provided to the rulers and some heirs of various empires, kingdoms, pan-continental forces or organizations.

Gold invitations are only provided to the direct bloodlines of the five major imperial families and Dragon Valley.

And there are certain requirements.

Only after the student of the previous gold invitation graduates with a "satisfactory" evaluation score will the next gold invitation be issued.

As for black, only three have been issued since the opening of the Cobalt Soul Academy.

The three invitees were all... Gods!

Hearing Cohen ask for a black invitation, Goodman's mouth twitched slightly and said:

“I’m sorry, my authority can only issue bronze and silver invitations. The gold invitation will have to wait until you meet our Dean and talk to him yourself.”

As for the black invitation that Cohen mentioned, Goodman only regarded it as a joke.

While talking, the two had already arrived at a magnificent library.

Entering the library, there were even more students inside, with different skin colors, different ages, and even different races.

The huge bookshelves were filled with various ancient books and magic scrolls that were rare to see outside.

Passing through layers of bookshelves, Goodman led Cohen to the library archive management room.

Inside sat an ordinary librarian, wearing neat work clothes, with a peaceful and focused face, wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, and meticulously sorting out the books and archives returned by the students.

Before Goodman could speak, Cohen's voice rang out first:

“Do the people in your Cobalt Soul Academy like role-playing so much?

One goes to be a hotel owner, one goes to be a bard.

Now, how come even the dignified Dean of the Northwest Academy is here moonlighting as a librarian!”