My queen is rebelling!

As Cohen's voice faded, the librarian, who was dusting the books, stopped her hand, raised her eyes, and curiously sized up this recently famous "Master of Shadows."

Cohen wore a gentle smile, slightly turned his body, gave a slight bow, and said:

"Greetings, Dean Galileo Galilei!"

Hearing this name, Dean Galileo's expression showed a momentary astonishment, quickly returned to calm, and said faintly:

"The Prophecy Church does not acknowledge you as the Son of Prophecy.

So you awakened your prophetic abilities by accident?

It's a pity you shouldn't have revealed my real name here."

Cohen looked slightly surprised:

"I thought everyone in your group knew your true identity."

The vice president beside him, Goodman, had already opened his mouth in astonishment.

Galileo said with a faint smile:

"You see, even Vice President Goodman doesn't know."

Cohen turned his head and saw Goodman's expression, unable to hide the smile on his face:

"Don't you feel like you've gotten to know your superior all over again?

Doesn't this count as you owing me a favor?"

Goodman came back to his senses, shuddered, and looked at Galileo again, his eyes full of shock, and couldn't help but ask:

"Dean... Dean's name is Galileo Galilei!

Like the Galileo who was imprisoned to death by the emperor of the Arcane Empire a thousand years ago..."

A strange light appeared in Galileo's eyes, as if he was immersed in distant memories, and after a long silence, he said:

"Goodman, let's leave it at that.

Don't spread it, you go out first, I want to talk to this gentleman alone."

Goodman forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart. Galileo's statement was tantamount to admitting his identity.

It was indeed Galileo Galilei, the chief professor of the Royal Academy of Sciences from the Arcane Empire a thousand years ago, who disagreed with the emperor and was imprisoned for life until he fell with the empire.

Goodman took another deep look at Cohen before leaving quietly.

Galileo sighed and said:

"Sir, this show of strength is actually unnecessary.

I admit that the way I invited you here was a bit impolite, but we at 'Cobalt Soul Academy' definitely have no malice towards you.

You don't have to be so hostile, we would very much like to be friends with you."

Cohen opened his eyes wide and said with a sincere face:

"Dean, I really didn't mean to reveal your true identity.

I really didn't expect that your 'Cobalt Soul Academy' would do such a good job of keeping secrets."

Dean Galileo's face froze slightly, his lips moved, and he said:

"Alright, can we talk about business now?"

Cohen secretly grumbled in his heart, my queen sister is destined to become a god.

Giving you a quasi-goddess student, and you're not willing to give even a black invitation, so petty.

However, he also understood that gold was already the best grade he could strive for, and said:

"Barely acceptable, I guess."

Seeing Cohen still looking unwilling, Galileo's mouth twitched slightly.

This is a gold invitation that only direct descendants of the five great empires can have, and you little brat are still so dissatisfied.

If it weren't for the fact that Cohen was able to successfully "summon a god", he really wouldn't want to issue this invitation.

With a light sigh, Galileo made a few gestures in front of his chest, and a gold invitation with the signature of Professor Dumbledore, the Dean of "Cobalt Soul Academy", appeared in his hand.

Cohen took the invitation from the other party's hand, feeling secretly pleased.

He thought to himself that with this thing in hand, what pose should he ask Yadel to make?

Well, wait until the situation in the royal capital stabilizes, and give it to her after he reveals his cards to her.

That way, he can maximize his benefits!

Cohen was already lost in reverie, but Galileo on the opposite side knocked on the table unhappily and said:

"I've given you the thing, can you answer a few questions for me now?"

Cohen came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and said:

"Dean, please ask, as long as I know, I will definitely tell you everything."

Galileo's expression became much more serious, and he asked the first question, which was also the most concerning question for the entire "Cobalt Soul Academy":

"In the world of the gods, is there any disturbance happening?"

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, his previous speculation was indeed correct.

These indigenous forces and countries on the continent, although not as clear as he is about the future situation, still have some predictions.

Cohen showed a blank expression and asked:

"What do you mean by that, Dean?

Is there any disturbance in the world of the gods?"

Galileo's eyes darkened slightly, and he said seriously:

"'Master of Shadows,' sir, you've accepted my thing, and you're still playing tricks like this, it's not very ethical.

Since you were able to successfully 'summon a god,' and summon a powerful god like the God of War.

How could you not know about the disturbance in the world of the gods?

I remember that you had a private talk with the God of War for a long time in Florence back then.

Didn't you exchange any other information?"

Cohen's eyes moved slightly. He didn't sincerely want to play tricks, he just wanted to first judge how far the other party's prediction of the future had reached, and to what extent he should speak.

He fell into a long silence, as if considering how to speak.

Galileo pursed his lips slightly and said in a deep voice:

"We at the 'Cobalt Soul Academy' will not interfere in any changes in the situation on the continent.

We just hope to do our best to preserve human civilization and knowledge in the possible great changes in the future.

So we need to prepare in advance, do you understand?"

Finally, Cohen opened his mouth and asked:

"Compared to my relationship with the God of War.

It seems that you are closer to Mr. Aen, the God of Wisdom.

Instead of trusting an outsider like me, why don't you contact this god known for his wisdom?"

Galileo took a deep look at Cohen, set up a barrier, and said in a low voice:

"The God of Books and Knowledge, Aen, the God of Wisdom, has not responded to our prayers for a long time."

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that he deserved to be the God of Wisdom, and started planning ahead so early.

He has already interrupted the connection with his believers, storing his divine power, preparing to deal with the unknown changes!

Cohen slowly replied:

"Come to think of it, it seems like there is something going on.

That... it's been a long time, I can't remember clearly, Dean, can you remind me?"

Dean Galileo shook his head slightly, feeling helpless at Cohen's shrewdness and cunning, and had to say:

"We have communicated with the Prophecy Church and consulted past historical documents.

We speculate that this disturbance in the kingdom of the gods seems to be related to the 'Domain of the Gods'!"

Cohen's heart skipped a beat, they already knew that this disturbance was caused by the mutation of the "Domain of the Gods."

Then the truth is not far away.

It is estimated that those top forces on the continent also have similar speculations.

The truth is that five years later, the "Domain of the Gods" that can carry the divine kingdoms of the gods began to experience void creature invasion events.

Soon they will discover that these mysterious void creatures will gradually devour their divine kingdoms placed in the "Domain of the Gods."

The divine kingdoms on which the gods rely will gradually begin to collapse and disintegrate.

But when these void creatures enter the human world of the main plane, they cannot survive.

So those gods who are high above choose to lower their divine kingdoms to the human continent.

But even the vast human continent cannot carry the huge number of gods accumulated over tens of thousands of years.

So a crucial covenant of the gods was signed.

The content of the covenant is called "War of the Gods."

Each god either unites or independently selects a proxy country to participate in the "War of the Gods."

The final sphere of influence of this proxy country will be used as the scope for placing the divine kingdom.

When this covenant of the gods was divined by the Pope of the Prophecy Church of the human continent at the cost of his life.

The entire continent immediately fell into madness and riot.

Whether it is to be selected by a powerful god in the future "War of the Gods" in order to preserve their country, or to realize their own ambitions.

All countries, regardless of size, began a frenzied arms race and military expansion.

Who fired the first shot is nowhere to be found, and the Demon Tide Continent, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, fell into blood, fire, and war in an instant.

This is also the beginning of the second expansion pack [War of the Nations] in the previous game!

Cohen slowly pressed down the memories in his mind and said:

"Come to think of it, the God of War did mention it at the time, that the 'Domain of the Gods' was a bit abnormal.

It seems that some bad things have invaded the 'Domain of the Gods.'

The Alliance of Gods is discussing solutions.

Presumably, Aen, the God of Books and Knowledge, the core of the Alliance of Gods' think tank, is busy resolving this incident, so he has no time to respond to the prayers of his believers."

Galileo's face became extremely solemn, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Then how big will the scope of this matter involving the Domain of the Gods be?

Will it affect the human continent where our main plane is located?"

Cohen was silent for a moment, and said calmly:

"Dean, when you ask this question, shouldn't you already have a guess in your heart?"

Dean Galileo's face turned noticeably paler.

With his wisdom and foresight, he naturally knew very well that the scope of the matter that could make the powerful God of Wisdom unable to spare time must be very broad.

The scene full of death and war that the Pope of the Prophecy Church saw is very likely to happen in reality.

Dean Galileo quickly covered up the expression on his face, with a few expectations in his eyes, and said to Cohen:

"Time, how much time do we have left?"

Cohen showed that blank expression again, which made Professor Galileo furious.

Dean Galileo lowered his voice, as if he had made some determination, and said coldly:

"Tell me a rough time, and I can take action for you once without violating my principles and bottom line."

Cohen's expression quickly returned to seriousness, and he said quickly:

"I also want at least five hundred guardian monks from the Northwest Continent Branch of the 'Cobalt Soul Academy' to act for me once."

Galileo's eyes became very intriguing, and he said in a deep voice:

"Guardian monks can only protect the knowledge and wealth of the 'Cobalt Soul Academy' from foreign enemies, and cannot become tools for others to realize their ambitions."

Kern quickly smiled and said:

"What if it's to protect the outstanding students with golden admission invitations in your 'Cobalt Soul Academy'?"

Can you make a slight exception?"

Kern's words stumped Galileo.

He obviously didn't expect Kern to have this trick up his sleeve.

Seriously, students with golden admission invitations are indeed considered core members of the 'Cobalt Soul Academy'.

Unless they have special backgrounds and political inclinations that prevent them from staying at the 'Cobalt Soul Academy,' most students with golden invitations choose to stay and work at the academy after graduation.

For example, Goodman, the vice president of the Northwest Branch of the 'Cobalt Soul Academy,' was initially recommended by a golden invitation and didn't have overly complicated political ties, so he stayed at the academy after graduation.

Galileo pondered for a moment and made a decision:

"A hundred people at most, and you must tell me more information."

Kern was secretly delighted. One hundred Guardian Monks from the 'Cobalt Soul Academy' greatly exceeded his expectations.

He immediately said:

"Within ten years, there will be major turmoil on the continent!"

Kern didn't say it so clearly. Anyway, five years is also within ten years, so it's not considered deceiving him.

Hearing this time frame, Galileo's expression became even more solemn. It's too short!

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Ten years is too short!

He continued to ask:

"I need to know other information.

According to the division of the continent's military strength, the academy's Guardian Monks are equivalent to 'Special Grade' combat power.

A hundred monks are enough to deal with a Transcendent below the Legendary High Rank.

Plus me, a genuine Saint, it's not worth it to exchange for a vague time!"

Saint!

The president of the Northwest Branch of the 'Cobalt Soul Academy,' Galileo Galilei, is actually a Saint!

Kern knew in his previous life from the game the true strength of this sole survivor of the Arcane Empire who crawled out of the empire's tragic ruins, lost all his memories, so he wasn't too surprised.

Kern pondered for a while and slowly said:

"A few days ago, I had a dream.

I dreamed that the group of necromancers who were addicted to life and death experiments and studying necromantic magic suddenly lost the ability to chant necromantic spells overnight!

At the same time, the liches who crawled out of the tombs, their proud power of immortality, also suddenly disappeared!"

Kern's words were like a thunderclap in President Galileo's ears!

The necromantic believers lost the ability to chant necromantic spells!

The lich race lost the blessing of immortality!

That only represents one thing—

The complete annihilation of the Boaster, the Great Harmonious Necromancer, the King of the Abandoned Tombs, the Lich God Visha伦!

A god has fallen!

A god has actually fallen!

Could it be that the turmoil that affected the 'Domain of Gods' will eventually lead to the fall of a god?

That's the Lich God!

Not some weak god, but a true Intermediate Power god who commands the lich race and has countless necromancers as believers!

After Galileo fell into a daze for a few seconds, his eyes immediately regained clarity, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Is he the first god to fall?

When?

Is it just this one, or is it just the beginning!"

Kern smiled slightly and replied:

"Later, I woke up and don't know."

President Galileo's breathing stagnated, he sighed, and said quietly:

"Then when Your Excellency has a similar dream again, remember to share it with our 'Cobalt Soul Academy'."

Kern smiled and said:

"Then are you still willing to send Guardian Monks?"

President Galileo's expression slightly condensed and said:

"If it really comes to that time, I'm afraid it won't be me talking to you."

After Galileo finished speaking, he returned to the working state of an ordinary librarian. Although he didn't say it explicitly, the meaning of seeing him off was already very obvious.

Kern wasn't annoyed and left on his own.

After leaving the library, he found Vice President Goodman waiting outside.

He asked:

"How was the talk with the President?"

Kern nodded and said:

"It's okay."

Goodman smiled and said:

"I guessed so. After all, golden invitations aren't that easy to give."

Kern's eyes flickered slightly and asked:

"You know everything?"

Goodman laughed and said:

"There is a fixed number of golden admission invitations.

As the vice president of the Northwest Academy, I naturally have the authority to know the changes in the golden invitations.

Let's go, I'll send you out and explain it to your lady by the way."

Kern nodded, then seemed to think of something and quickly said:

"By the way, don't tell her about the golden invitation."

Goodman was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, revealing a meaningful expression, and said:

"Have you considered changing your code name?"

"Huh?"

"I think 'Lord of Flings' is more suitable for you than 'Lord of Shadows'."

Kern's face darkened and he strode forward.

......

Mechanical Continent, the dilapidated house where Goodman lived when he was disguised as a bard.

Hubert Evans, the director of the Alchemy Department of the Northwest Branch, nervously looked at Isabella Windsor, the Golden Winged Woman, not far away.

The expression on the other party's face became increasingly cold, and the holy emblem in her hand also emitted terrifying magical fluctuations from time to time.

It gave him the urge to turn around and run.

The dangerous atmosphere was finally broken by a wave of space fluctuations.

Soon, two auras appeared in the courtyard.

Isabella breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Kern appear safe and sound. She quickly came to Kern and looked him up and down, saying:

"Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?"

Kern smiled and shook his head:

"Everything is normal. The President just asked me a few questions.

We had a pleasant conversation. Sorry for making you worry."

Goodman, who came out with Kern, sincerely said:

"Miss Windsor, I'm really sorry.

There was a reason for this. I apologize to you here.

That holy emblem..."

Isabella snorted coldly and put away the holy emblem.

Seeing that this great weapon finally disappeared, Hubert, who was not far away, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Kern and the two obviously still had something to say.

Goodman tactfully didn't stay any longer and left here with Hubert after saying hello to Kern.

After being quiet, Kern hugged Isabella in his arms and talked about the meeting with Galileo.

Of course, he didn't say it in so much detail, only saying that the other party needed Kern to use his prophetic abilities to provide them with some information.

In exchange, he could use a hundred Guardian Monks.

Isabella's face improved a lot, and she said:

"It's rare for them to be generous once. A hundred Guardian Monks are equivalent to a 'Special Grade' army, which will be of great help to your situation in Effien."

The two snuggled for a while, then continued to rush towards their destination.

......

"Pale Wings" Observation Group驻地, the council hall.

Representatives from the Five Wing Families looked in surprise at a contract that Isabella took out.

Originally, they were still wondering why it took Isabella and the two so long to go to the Dwarf race.

Could it be that they treated it as a honeymoon trip, fell in love and forgot the time.

But when they saw the contract stamped with the "Smelting Tribe" seal, they were all silent.

Didn't you go to negotiate with the chieftain of the "Fire Hammer Tribe" about the trial operation of the trade route?

Why did you also bring in the "Smelting Tribe"!

However, this was indeed a great surprise to them.

Although the "Smelting Tribe" has been somewhat declining in recent years, it is still one of the ten major tribes of the Dwarf Alliance.

Not to mention that it is still the descendant tribe of the "God of Smelting".

If they can also be brought into the cooperation of the "Interracial Trade Route", it will be of great help to the entire plan.

However, they all had the same doubts in their hearts.

Isn't it said that the Dwarf race is xenophobic and indifferent? When did they become so easy to talk to?

Although Isabella is not a very expressive person, she still calmly told the truth when it came to the distribution of future benefits:

"This matter has little to do with me.

Mr. 'Lord of Shadows' recommended a new chieftain in the 'Smelting Tribe'.

Out of gratitude, this chieftain decided to join our plan."

As soon as this was said, everyone was undoubtedly shocked again.

Recommend a new chieftain in the Dwarf tribe?

Still in the identity of a human?

If it wasn't the Golden Winged Woman who said it, they would definitely think the other party was joking.

Isabella said lightly:

"Now that a new tribe has joined, shouldn't we discuss the profit sharing of the 'Smelting Tribe' part?"

The few people looked at each other, naturally knowing what Isabella was thinking. Soon, Meyer Rothschild of the "Purple Wing Family" said:

"Doesn't this still need to be discussed with Grand Duke Roland?"

Isabella said directly:

"Of course we have to discuss it with Grand Duke Roland, but we have to unify internally first before we discuss it with him."

"What does Miss Windsor mean?"

Isabella pointed at Kern and said:

"Fifty percent."

The faces of several people changed. Meyer smiled bitterly and said:

"He alone accounts for 50%, so how can we go back and explain to the family?"

Isabella's voice sank a few points, her attitude was very firm:

"You can report to your respective families now.

Just say it was what I said. If you don't agree to this plan, the 'Smelting Tribe' will no longer participate in our plan."

After listening to Isabella's firm statement.

Several representatives really wanted to complain, Miss Windsor, you are the Golden Winged Woman of the "Pale Wings", the founder of the "Interracial Trade Route" plan, which side are you on?

It is said that women are outgoing, this is really an eye-opener!

You are like this before you get married. If you really get married, you won't have to move the "Pale Wings" empty for this kid!

There was a moment of silence in the council hall.