My queen is rebelling!

Cohen naturally didn't go to apologize to Winslade, or perhaps it could be said that he didn't have the time to coax women right now. He needed to find a way to verify his major discovery.

If 'Lord of Sequences' Belmodi's personnel planted in the upper echelons of the 'Black Tomb' was the 'Salesman,' then many of his plans regarding the 'Black Tomb' could be initiated.

After returning to his room, he immediately contacted Sandro Gunter, the second son of the Duke of the Southern Territory, through the 'Black Tomb' internal communication stone.

Sandro, who was secretly cursing his elder brother for not dying quickly enough, was startled when he suddenly received a message from Cohen.

When Cohen asked him how he contacted the 'Black Tomb' at that time to send assassins, Sandro's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the other party wanted to settle accounts after the fact.

He felt the black rose planted by Nephthys next to his heart stirring, ready to take his life at any moment.

Cohen couldn't help but laugh when he saw the string of regretful and pleading words sent by Sandro. How could this second son of the Duke of the Southern Territory be so cowardly?

When he learned that Cohen was simply asking about the scene at that time, Sandro breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to recall the situation, narrating it word for word, for fear of any omissions.

After listening, Cohen narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:

"In other words, 'Salesman' was directly called over by Andre?

And judging from his tone, he seems to be very familiar with 'Salesman'?"

Sandro honestly replied:

"Yes, Andre said that this person is his old friend, and the relationship between the two is indeed quite close."

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief, and the conjecture in his heart had been verified.

If 'Salesman' didn't know Andre's true identity, he would never be so polite to him.

After completing all the plans, Cohen remembered that there was still a beautiful woman to appease.

Cohen shook his head with a wry smile. He couldn't directly tell her that he was going back to save his wife. If he really said that, the probability of a cold war would be even greater.

What's more, Winslade's teacher, Victor, the Saint-level mage who was pressured by a certain force and changed his initial plan to personally solve the magic seal for Cohen, was very likely to be involved with the mastermind behind the scenes.

What if Victor ultimately chose to stand on the side of the mastermind? What would Winslade do in the middle?

He would wait until he returned to Effie and investigated everything before making a decision.

Cohen vaguely felt that the mastermind who was secretly pressuring Victor was very likely the backer of the DuPont family!

Thinking of this, Cohen took out the repaired 'Book of Time and Space' and went to Winslade's room.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered, but Cohen could feel the aura in the room.

His eyes flickered, and the 'Ghost Crab' on his feet activated, using the wall-penetrating skill to directly enter the room.

Winslade glanced at Cohen, who suddenly appeared in the room, and calmly turned her head without saying a word.

Cohen came to Winslade's side, took out the 'Book of Time and Space,' and said:

"I didn't have time to share this good news with you just now.

The 'Book of Time and Space' has been repaired by the dwarven craftsmen, and there are space nodes leading to the 'Slumbering Cave' on it.

As long as you want to go, we can go in now."

Winslade's eyes flickered slightly, and then she said calmly:

"Oh, so our transaction is complete? Then can I leave?"

Cohen's expression froze, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Winslade's anger subsided a bit, and she said:

"The Slumbering Cave is not so easy to enter. I still have some things to prepare. Let's talk about it after you come back from Effie."

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said sincerely:

"Winslade, I really have extremely important things to do in Effie.

To tell you the truth, I have a relative who is very important to me there, and I must go back to help her!

Can you believe me?"

Not saying all lies, not telling all the truth, Cohen carefully grasped this measure.

Winslade turned her face away, her voice with a bit more emotional fluctuation:

"Don't call me so intimately, are we very familiar?"

Cohen felt relieved. It seemed that the other party was not angry. He continued:

"Winslade, thank you for your hard work these days. See if there is anything else you need my help with?

You should also know some of my abilities. I have an almost prophetic ability for certain things.

If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me at any time.

Also, I rarely hear you mention your family. Is the base of the Windrunner family in Sky City?

That place is quite mysterious. I was wondering if I could have the opportunity to visit your home and pay my respects to your elders..."

Seeing Cohen getting more and more out of tune, Winslade gave Cohen a roll of her eyes and said:

"Winslade wants to sleep now, go find your Isabella!"

Cohen smiled sheepishly and said:

"Such a lovely Miss Winslade, do you need an experienced masseuse to help you enter dreamland better?"

Winslade snorted coldly, raised her jade foot, and accepted Cohen's courtesy.

Cohen stroked Winslade's warm, jade-like beautiful feet, and his desire was a little difficult to suppress.

Winslade's foot arch was like the moon, matched with the perfect, flawless snow-white long legs under the bathrobe, giving off a seductive beauty.

The boniness of the ankle, the fair skin, and the full, jade-like toes intertwined, exuding an extremely tempting charm.

Cohen found that since being entangled with Isabella, his resistance to beauty had declined sharply.

Cohen sighed lightly in his heart. If this continues, he will eventually be suffocated.

This time, after returning to Effie and dealing with the reactionary forces at home and abroad, the plan to push down the Queen sister will be put on the agenda!

He took a deep breath and honestly played the role of Winslade's sleep assistant.

When Cohen quietly closed Winslade's door and walked out carefully, he found that the eldest princess was looking at him with a smile.

Grace chuckled:

"Did you persuade her, or did you sleep with her?"

Cohen shrugged and said:

"If Your Highness is so curious, you can come to my room and try."

A bewitching light flashed in Grace's pupils, and her red lips slightly hooked:

"Okay, take off your mask and let me see who wants to sleep with me?"

Cohen chuckled:

"You must remember what you said today, don't regret it in the future."

Grace spat lightly and said:

"Let's talk about serious business, are you really going back to Effie?"

A strange color appeared in Cohen's eyes, and he asked:

"Does Your Highness also want to persuade me?"

Grace tucked the drooping hair behind her ear and said:

"I'm not like that elf who eats jealousy for no reason, I'm just kindly reminding you that the Queen of Effie is not so easy to mess with."

Cohen's heart stirred slightly, and he asked:

"Did Your Highness hear anything?"

Grace's enchanting jade face became much more serious, and she said softly:

"Most of the customers of the 'Flaming Red Lips' Chamber of Commerce are noble ladies from various countries on the continent. I sometimes invite some high-end customers to hold some events.

I once heard a noblewoman from the Central Empire say that the Queen of Effie, Adelle Angrain... is suspected of having a divine background!

Those actions against the King of Effie may just be a cover, what they really want to deal with is this peerless Queen!"

Grace's words shocked Cohen greatly. His own Queen sister has a divine background?

Why doesn't he know?

If it comes to being related to the gods, the only thing Cohen can think of is that the Queen sister will become the first god in the entire Demon Tide Continent in the future, deified with a mortal body.

As for the others...

That's right, the Queen sister is the Daughter of God's Favor, but although there are few Favored Ones on the mainland, the Queen sister is not the only one.

If what Grace said is true, then the Queen sister is indeed facing great danger.

A layer of haze shrouded Cohen's heart. A stern look appeared in his eyes. No matter who it is, even the gods, if they dare to plot against his Queen, there will only be one ending.

Cohen suppressed his emotions and asked softly:

"Can Your Highness reveal the identity of this noblewoman?"

A strange light containing deep meaning suddenly appeared in Grace's eyes, staring fixedly at the mask on Cohen's face, sticking out her tongue to slightly lick her red lips, inadvertently showing a seductive style that captivated the soul.

She seemed to have seen some interesting prey and murmured in a low voice:

"It seems that Commander is really very concerned about this Queen of Effie?"

Cohen's heart skipped a beat, and he laughed dryly:

"Haha, I also value you very much.

Um, if Your Highness has any taboos and cannot reveal the identity, then forget it, I was just asking casually."

Grace chuckled and said:

"There is nothing to avoid, it is a councilor's wife from the Central Empire's Council of Nobles."

Central Empire's Council of Nobles?

Cohen frowned slightly, and the memories of the previous game began to float.

In his previous life, Cohen, as a player, mainly operated in the Central Empire.

Speaking of the Central Empire's Council of Nobles, Cohen's first reaction was that a major rebellion had broken out in the Central Empire, and the leader was the Chief Heisenberg of the Council of Nobles.

Cohen quickly asked:

"Which faction does this councilor belong to?"

Grace's eyes turned slyly, and she said softly:

"I didn't expect that Commander is so knowledgeable about the Central Empire's political arena?"

Cohen concealed:

"I just heard about it."

Grace chuckled, did not pursue the question, and replied:

"It's the Conservative faction!"

Cohen narrowed his eyes slightly. The Conservative faction is the subordinate of Chief Heisenberg of the Council of Nobles.

So, is Chief Heisenberg of the Central Empire's Council of Nobles the one who wants to target the Queen sister?

He suddenly thought that in the Central Empire, the one who could put pressure on the dignified Saint-level Archmage Victor was this Chief Heisenberg!

Could it be...

However, everything is just his own conjecture. There is no evidence yet. Cohen buried everything deep in his heart. This will have to wait until he returns to Effie and meets Herman before he can verify it.

He smiled and said to Grace:

"Thank you, Your Highness, for sharing the information with me. Don't worry, Your Highness, you will definitely receive my best efforts in return in the future!"

Grace's eyes twinkled with a strange light, and she said:

“I'm really looking forward to it, Commander!”

Cohen said goodbye and left.

Grace stared at his back for a long time, a mysterious purple flashing in the depths of her pupils, the succubus bloodline hidden deep within her body boiling non-stop.

Her hair color gradually turned dark purple, adding a bit of wild and charming aura to her.

Grace suddenly let out a low laugh, talking to herself:

“Little man, I've caught your little weakness!”

… …

When Cohen saw the towering figure of [Navigator] Planck again, he could no longer smell the tobacco on him, which meant that he no longer needed to use anesthetics to suppress the pain.

Moreover, the aura on his body had also improved greatly compared to the last time.

Cohen was certain that Planck's hidden ailments caused by taking magic potions had been completely resolved.

When Planck saw Cohen again, his mood was completely different.

He silently looked at this young man who had made a huge name for himself in the "Lost Land" in just a few months, and said after a long silence:

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ is ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ book ⊥ ⊥ bar ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

“No wonder you are unwilling to come to my 'Azure City-State'!

'Endless Alliance', what a great 'Endless Alliance'.

It seems that you have mastered a 'Seed of Order' long ago, right?”

Cohen nodded in response.

Planck showed appreciation on his face and said:

“I feel very honored to be your guide into the 'Lost Land'.

Also… thank you again for saving my life. I once said that as long as you can help me solve the trouble on my body, I will owe you a life.

This promise is still valid.”

Cohen was not polite and directly asked:

“Can Mr. Planck take your floating battleship to the human continent to help?”

Planck asked:

“Anywhere is fine, except for the Five Great Empires.”

Cohen continued to ask:

“What if the opponent comes from the Five Great Empires?”

Planck chuckled:

“The reason why I can't go to the Five Great Empires is because the Five Great Empires have deployed Saint-level magic circles.

It's not that I'm afraid of people from the Five Great Empires.”

Cohen was overjoyed. The [Navigator] himself was a Gold-level peak transcendent, coupled with the [Azure Sails], an army under his command comparable to an "elite-level" army, and the floating battleship that could move quickly, it was definitely a surprise soldier.

He asked:

“Then how many soldiers of the [Azure Sails] can you lead out of the city-state?”

Planck calculated for a while in his mind and replied:

“About two thousand people.”

Two thousand "elite-level" troops are enough to fight against two Legendary ranks!

That's enough!

Cohen said in a deep voice:

“In a few months, I will need you to bring your navy to help me with something. I will notify you in advance when the time comes.”

Planck didn't waste any words and directly handed Cohen a conch, and said in a deep voice:

“Just tell me the time and place through this conch when the time comes.”

Cohen took the conch and said solemnly:

“A deal is one thing, and relationships are another.

I will keep your help in mind.”

Planck shook his head and said:

“There is no need to say more about the life-saving grace.

If you have the heart, just help the Witch a little more.”

Speaking of the Witch, Cohen's heart moved and he asked:

“Does Mr. Planck know what the Witch asked me to come here for this time?”

Planck said with a heavy face:

“[Listener] has had some trouble and needs your help.”

Cohen's eyes flickered, [Listener]?

Another ninth-level peak confidant under Belmode besides Mephis and Planck?

Something happened to her?

Cohen pursed his lips slightly and fell into deep thought.

Cohen was also very curious about this most mysterious [Listener] under the Witch.

After all, in addition to the name "Melantha", not much other information was released in the previous life's game.

Melantha, it sounds like she is a woman, the answer will be revealed later!

… …

Planck sent Cohen near the Witch's Wizard Tower and left.

Cohen went straight in. Compared to last time, the Wizard Tower was obviously much quieter this time.

Cohen hardly saw anyone. He secretly guessed that it might be related to the condition of the [Listener].

After walking a few steps, Cohen saw an iron magic statue walking towards him, and then made a buzzing mechanical sound:

“Please come with me, sir.”

Cohen followed the iron magic statue up the stairs. After reaching the door of the top floor hall he had reached last time, he did not go in, but pushed open a small door on the side.

After Cohen walked in, he realized that the room was a teleportation magic circle.

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped up.

A burst of light flashed, and Cohen felt a slight tearing sensation in his body due to weightlessness, and then his body lightened and he came to an elegantly decorated bedroom.

At the same time, he smelled a lot of magic potions.

He fixed his eyes and saw that the Sequence Master Belmode · Vineyard was already waiting for him at the door.

Cohen bowed slightly. Belmode didn't speak, and beckoned him to come in.

Cohen speculated that this should be Belmode's usual resting place. The [Listener] could actually recuperate in this place, it seemed that the relationship between the two people was not ordinary.

Cohen walked into the bedroom and saw the figure lying on the bed, and a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Lying on the bed was a stunningly beautiful woman with a tall figure. The woman's face was extremely delicate, but the lines of her facial features were slightly angular, making her look a bit stern.

Strangely, Cohen actually felt a hint of familiarity from her face.

She was wearing a pure black turtleneck sweater, lying supine on her front, fully displaying her exquisite curves, exuding a mysterious and charming beauty.

The woman was closing her eyes slightly at this time, a look of pain on her brow, and she let out a low moan from time to time.

Is she the [Listener]?

She is so beautiful, it seems that Belmode is also a simp, and the confidants she develops, except for Planck, are all good-looking.

Belmode's heavy voice sounded:

“Melantha was too impatient, eager to break through the half-step legend, which led to the failure of taking the magic potion.

I barely used magic to save her life, but it only delayed the erosion of the magic potion. Do you have any way?”

Cohen frowned very badly. Strange, I haven't heard of the [Listener] having such a crisis in my previous life.

Why did she suddenly want to break through the half-step legend?

What Cohen didn't know was that Melantha's anxiety was inextricably linked to him.

Because of his actions in Florence to launch the Six Saints War and encircle the Black Tomb.

The Northwest Continent Black Tomb branch was completely destroyed, and Melantha, as the only surviving high-level executive, was appointed as the person in charge of rebuilding the Northwest branch.

But it is difficult for the strength of the ninth level to hold the field in the current Effiein, and people from opposing factions in the Black Tomb headquarters have also raised objections.

In order to stabilize her position and help Belmode win over Queen Yadell of Effiein, who was on the verge of crisis, Melantha chose to forcibly take the magic potion, hoping to break through the half-step legend.

As a result, she unfortunately failed and encountered a life-and-death crisis.

Although Cohen had already known the real name of the [Listener], he still showed an expression as if he was hearing it for the first time and said:

“Melantha?

Is this the name of the [Listener]?

It sounds nice.”

Belmode gently smoothed Melantha's tightly frowned eyebrows, her tone was calm, but the slightly stagnant breathing could still make people feel the touch in her heart.

“As long as you have a way to save her, I can promise you anything.”

Cohen's expression froze. He didn't expect that Melantha was so important to Belmode.

What he didn't know was that Belmode had no relatives since she was a child, and she didn't feel affection until she adopted the Tinuville sisters.

It would be more appropriate to say that Mephis and Melantha are her sisters and daughters rather than her subordinates. Over the years, Belmode has regarded these sisters as her only emotional sustenance.

Cohen completely did not expect that the always aloof Belmode would say such a thing.

A powerful legendary witch, a stunning beauty who controls a large oasis in the "Lost Land" is willing to do anything for you, I believe no man would not be tempted.

Cohen coughed lightly and replied:

“Witch, you are joking. We are already in a cooperative relationship, and I will do my best.”

Belmode's face was still shrouded in mist, and she couldn't see any expression, but the slightly stagnant breathing could still make people feel the touch in her heart.

Cohen tiptoed to Melantha's side, his fingers gently resting on the woman's fair and almost transparent cheeks, and a magic power flowed from his fingertips into her body.

After a while, he slowly backed away, his face becoming much more solemn, and said:

“Miss Melantha should have been trapped in the endless truth when she took 'Truth I', unable to escape.

If this continues, I'm afraid she won't last a few days, and her will will collapse and she will become a living dead.”

Hearing Cohen say this, Belmode couldn't help but grab Cohen's hand, her voice very earnest:

“You have a way, right?”

Seeing that Cohen could accurately say the crisis that Melantha encountered after just watching for a while, Belmode seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and regardless of the fact that the other party was a member of the opposite sex who was dozens of years younger than her, she tightly held Cohen's hand.

This was the first time Cohen had seen Belmode's hands. Her palms were soft and warm, and the muscles were slightly tense when she grabbed Cohen, showing a restrained sense of power.

The skin on the back of her hand was fair, but not the pale color without blood, but a healthy, sheep-milk-like color, like a delicate jade carving, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

Cohen calmly pulled his palm away and said calmly:

“There is no absolute certainty, I can only say try it, but…”

Cohen suddenly stopped talking, his face clearly showing hesitation.