My queen is rebelling!

Chapter 185: The Empress's Shock - The Fiancé's Identity!

The evidence Cohen presented instantly darkened Cyanice's complexion.

Being exposed in person for her minister's plot to subvert another country's regime made her lose face.

Regardless of the dirty secrets between the major powers, at least on the surface, the five empires had to maintain their image as a great power that loved peace, fairness, justice, and respected the sovereignty of every nation.

Not to mention the footage of the Chief of the Upper House of the Central Empire's Aristocratic Council supposedly planting secret agents in various countries on the continent.

If this footage were exposed, the Central Empire would definitely face unimaginable pressure.

Seeing the somewhat awkward atmosphere between the two, Windsor Della, who had been silently watching the show, spoke up to ease the tension:

"Your Majesty, did Chief Heisenberg's actions have your authorization?"

Cyanice breathed a sigh of relief and said righteously:

"Of course not. This Empress has always been enthusiastic about peaceful coexistence, respecting and supporting the integrity and independence of every nation's sovereignty.

This matter should be Chief Heisenberg's personal behavior and has nothing to do with me or the Central Empire!"

Cohen smiled faintly and said:

"That's good. I thought the Central Empire had some strategic intentions towards the Northwest Continent. If it's just Chief Heisenberg's personal behavior, then we'll have much more to talk about next."

Cyanice's tone returned to its usual aloofness:

"Rest assured, now that I know about this matter, I will not sit idly by.

I will order Chief Heisenberg to be reprimanded and have them immediately cease all actions against Effiein."

Order a reprimand?

Faced with Cyanice's perfunctory and official reply, Cohen narrowed his eyes.

"Child of Prophecy?

You actually dare to make a prophecy about an emperor. Are you not afraid of being killed by the backlash of the power of prophecy?"

Cohen's expression was calm, and his tone was very playful:

"Your Majesty's words sound familiar. Where have I heard them before?"

Then he let out a strange laugh and continued:

"Oh, I remember. The last person who said that seemed to be a Saint named Garcia Lance!"

Cyanice unconsciously clenched her fist. The other party's meaning was very clear: I even dare to prophesy about the affairs of a Saint. Is an emperor more terrifying than the backlash of a Saint?

Seeing the two of them starting to argue again, Windsor Della quickly smoothed things over:

"Hey, how can you talk to Her Majesty like that? Watch your attitude."

Then she looked at Cyanice and said with a hint of reproach:

"Cyanice, he's not an outsider. You don't need to be so wary of him. I know you're usually very wary of those people in the Upper House of the Aristocratic Council.

He can help you. Can we be more frank with each other, okay?"

Cohen naturally wouldn't argue with a woman. He bowed slightly and said:

"I apologize, Your Majesty. My wording was inappropriate. I apologize to you."

Seeing that there was a way out, Cyanice no longer insisted and said, pursing her red lips:

"For Windsor Della's sake, this Empress won't hold it against you."

Cohen's mouth twitched slightly. This woman was really proud and aloof. He would have to teach her a lesson when he had the chance.

Windsor Della quietly tugged at Cohen's hand and said with a smile:

"Didn't you say you had a deal to discuss with Her Majesty? Hurry up and talk about it."

Cohen took a deep breath, his eyes becoming much more solemn, and said:

"I don't ask Your Majesty to do anything for me.

Heisenberg, after all, represents the Aristocratic Council of the Central Empire. You have to balance the political forces within the country, so it's not easy for you to do anything in the middle.

I only have one request: help me capture this Samuel Jones.

I want to get some information from his mouth.

Of course, it's best to wait until he returns to his country, and you can't let Heisenberg see that Effiein did it.

This request isn't too much, is it?"

Cyanice thought for a moment and asked:

"Do you want to find out from him why Heisenberg is targeting Effiein?"

Judging from the recording stone Cohen had just taken out, Samuel's mission to Effiein was already clear. The only explanation for his insistence on capturing Samuel was this.

Cohen didn't hide his intentions and replied calmly:

"Your Majesty is wise. I always have to figure out why my enemies are targeting me, right?"

Cyanice replied very quickly this time:

"Okay, but I also need to know the reason.

Also, the intelligence organization you established in Effiein must share all information about Heisenberg with me."

Cohen's expression changed slightly. After thinking for a while, he said:

"Okay, but I have one condition."

Cyanice asked in a deep voice:

"What condition?"

Cohen's tone suddenly became much colder:

"I want a secret edict from Your Majesty—

All military actions against Effiein by the Central Empire that have not been authorized by His Majesty the Emperor will be regarded as personal behavior.

No matter what Effiein does to these people at that time, the Central Empire must not interfere in any way, let alone retaliate on this pretext."

Cyanice was stunned for a moment. When she realized the meaning of Cohen's words, she couldn't help but be slightly moved.

However, Cohen hadn't finished speaking. His next words made her breath catch in her throat:

"Even… Saints are included!"

Astonishment flooded Cyanice's big eyes, and she couldn't help but say:

"Are you saying that Heisenberg is also preparing to dispatch Saints?"

Then she stared straight at Cohen.

Cyanice had another layer of words that she didn't say. Even if Heisenberg really dispatched Saints, did Effiein plan to keep the Saints of the Central Empire?

Where did that confidence come from?

Cohen's expression was still very indifferent:

"Why? Didn't the maid Your Majesty planted next to Heisenberg bring you accurate information?"

Cyanice snorted coldly:

"Alright, no need to show off your prophetic abilities.

I agree to this matter. I will send the edict to Windsor in a few days."

Cohen nodded slightly and said:

"Thank you for your support, Your Majesty. I will also inform Windsor of the information about Heisenberg in a timely manner."

The deal between the two was considered reached. The Empress no longer had the intention to continue chatting with the other party, and directly waved her hand and said:

"You can leave now. This Empress still has some words to say to my personal envoy."

Cohen bowed slightly and left Windsor Della's room.

After confirming that Cohen had left, Cyanice could no longer suppress the agitated emotions in her heart and complained loudly:

"Windsor, look at what kind of man you've found. He's such a bastard.

I am the Emperor!

Look at his attitude!"

Windsor Della couldn't help but smile wryly, comforting her repeatedly.

After Cyanice vented her anger for a while, she asked:

"Have you figured out his true identity yet?"

Windsor Della shook her head:

"He said he had unspeakable secrets and would tell me when the time was right."

Cyanice was speechless at Windsor Della and said in a muffled voice:

"You elves are really stubborn. You believe him just because he says that.

Hiding his head and showing his tail, he doesn't seem like a good person.

Hey, do you think he might already be married, so he doesn't dare to reveal his true identity to you?"

Windsor Della said unhappily:

"My good Majesty, why do you have such a big opinion of him? This seems to be only the first time you've met."

Cyanice snorted softly:

"Maybe we're just naturally incompatible. Anyway, I felt uncomfortable all over when I saw him for the first time.

By the way, do you think he might be related to the Corleone royal family?

Otherwise, why would he be such a staunch supporter of the Queen of Effiein?

And taking such a big risk, knowing that there might be forces from the most powerful empire出手, he still insisted on going his own way…"

Suddenly, Cyanice seemed to have thought of something. She swallowed the words she hadn't finished and turned to ask Windsor Della urgently:

"Windsor, how old is this 'Lord of Shadows' this year?"

Windsor Della frowned slightly and said:

"It seems he's not even twenty years old yet.

What's wrong?"

Cyanice's heart trembled violently, and she quickly asked:

"What about that idiot king?

The Effiein king that your teacher asked you to help, who was afflicted with 'Memory Ice Seal'."

Windsor Della felt a strange sense of panic in her heart and said blankly:

"It seems they're about the same age."

Cyanice took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Don't you think there's some connection between these two people?"

Windsor Della's pupils suddenly widened, and she quickly shook her head and said:

"Impossible. I know what you mean, but that's completely impossible.

The Effiein king's mind is now equivalent to that of a seven- or eight-year-old child.

How could he be the 'Lord of Shadows'?"

After Windsor Della said this, Cyanice became somewhat uncertain again. She asked:

"Is it possible that he wasn't affected by the 'Memory Ice Seal' spell at all?"

Windsor Della shook her head firmly:

"Impossible. I personally checked it back then. The traces of the spell remaining on the Effiein king's body were very strong. It was impossible for an ordinary person who had not entered the extraordinary realm to resist this level of spell.

Besides, even if he really wasn't affected by the spell.

Do you think that with a small principality like Effiein, its king would have the ability to do so many earth-shattering things?

Cyanice, I think you're thinking too much. How could a king who spends all day holed up in the depths of the palace be the flamboyant 'Lord of Shadows' outside?"

Windsor Della's words made Cyanice's suspicions fade a lot.

That's right. A small Effiein was shocking enough to produce a continent-shaking queen. If her king was also so outstanding, Effiein would not have been shrinking in a corner of the Northwest Continent for a long time.

Since the "Lord of Shadows" became famous, every thing he did represented that he had a huge and mysterious background and powerful forces supporting him.

It could never be done by the king of a small principality.

Due to Yadell's reasons, Cyanice had always paid attention to Effiein. Effiein's foundation and power could not cultivate a figure like the "Lord of Shadows".

Senice breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to throw this absurd guess out of her mind, but suddenly, she thought of someone.

Her lifelong nemesis, Adelle Angraine!

No, if they could cultivate an Adelle, there's no reason they couldn't cultivate a Lord of Shadows!

Senice narrowed her eyes, her brow furrowing in deep thought.

According to her previous investigation, Adelle's teacher was the current King of Effie, Cohen Corleone's mother, Violica.

It could be said that Adelle's great achievements today were not only due to her own outstanding talent, but also largely due to her teacher, Violica.

Senice also had some impression of this person. She appeared when she and Adelle were competing for the title of "Strongest Silver."

At that time, she was already a Legend.

A woman becoming a Legend in such a short time, Senice admired her very much at the time.

However, Violica disappeared with the previous King of Effie in the "Mystic Realm" a few years ago, so Senice didn't pay much attention to her.

A powerful woman…

Suddenly, Senice's heart began to beat uncontrollably, and a wild intuition rushed into her mind.

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She inexplicably remembered the mysterious woman who saved her from the pursuit of the crowd a few years ago!

The mysterious woman who made Senice sign a marriage contract with her son!

In fact, Effie is a country with a heritage of over a thousand years, and the King of Effie is also the son of the gods, which meets that condition.

Senice forcibly suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, looked at Windsor, and asked slowly:

"Windsor, how is the investigation you were doing on the identity of my mysterious fiancé going?"

Windsor was caught off guard by Senice's sudden change of topic, but still replied:

"Still investigating, but it's almost done, it's already narrowed down to a list of thirty-odd people.

According to the conditions you mentioned, this person can't be too old, and must be of a royal bloodline with a heritage of over a thousand years on the continent, and the mother must be a powerful transcedent.

The first two conditions roughly filtered out more than a hundred people.

As for the last one, a powerful mother, I defined this power as being at the Legend level.

In that case, the scope is much smaller, about thirty-odd people.

I'm going to investigate the specific movements of these thirty-odd people's mothers when you were being hunted down to see if they had any contact with the Central Empire."

Senice asked:

"The list, show it to me first."

Windsor teased:

"I haven't seen you so concerned before, why are you suddenly so concerned about your fiancé now?"

Senice snorted lightly:

"Someone has already escaped singlehood, I have to work harder too!"

Windsor clicked her tongue twice and showed Senice the investigated list.

Senice quickly found Cohen Corleone's name on it and asked seemingly casually:

"Why is that idiot king on here too?"

Windsor replied:

"I saw that he also met the conditions, and his mother went to the Central Empire once before she disappeared, seemingly to attend a banquet, the timing matches, so I added him…"

A thunderbolt seemed to strike Senice's mind.

She had a strange urge to take off that bastard "Lord of Shadows'" mask to see if this person was actually the King of Effie.

Whether he was the mysterious fiancé.

Senice suddenly realized something, the King of Effie has a queen!

And it's her lifelong enemy, Adelle Angraine.

If her fiancé is really this bastard, wouldn't that mean that she, the dignified empress, would have to marry over and become a concubine?

Senice's face turned green and red, her heart filled with complex emotions that she couldn't express.

Windsor finally noticed Senice's abnormality at this time and asked:

"What's wrong, you don't suspect that this Cohen is your fiancé, do you?"

Senice forced a smile and said:

"What do you think the probability is?"

Windsor was asked by Senice and couldn't help but be at a loss, and said after a while:

"If you have to say it, the probability is indeed relatively high, but it's not certain.

Aren't there still thirty-odd people who meet the conditions, wait until I'm done with this, and I'll carefully screen them for you."

Senice wanted to say that there was no need to be so troublesome.

Although the name of the male party in the marriage contract was concealed, that contract was a soul blood contract. As long as there was the male party's blood, the marriage contract would definitely react.

But Senice didn't say anything.

She was now worried that the King of Effie was her fiancé, and even more worried that he was the so-called "Lord of Shadows."

If that was the case, how would she face Windsor?

Tell her good friend that your lover is my fiancé?

Senice shuddered at the thought of this scene.

She decided to investigate secretly by herself, she only needed to get a drop of blood.

Whether it was the "Lord of Shadows'" or the King of Effie's, it would verify her guess.

Senice concealed all her emotions and said to Windsor:

"By the way, tell that 'Lord of Shadows'.

After Samuel returns to the country, I will secretly arrest him.

I hope he can come in person at that time, we both have to interrogate this person together."

Windsor did not doubt Senice's motives and nodded in agreement.

After ending the communication with Senice, Windsor called Cohen in.

Although she knew it was unlikely, Senice's guess just now still stirred a ripple in her heart.

Cohen saw Windsor staring at him and asked a little guiltily:

"What's wrong?"

Windsor wanted to tell him Senice's previous guess, but she couldn't say the words.

She had a strange fear in her heart and didn't want to face this fact.

Forget it, all guesses are meaningless, so what if I know now?

Since I chose to believe him, then wait for the day he takes the initiative to confess.

Windsor shook her head and said:

"It's nothing, be careful in Florence."

Cohen felt moved and took Windsor's hand:

"Okay."

…

In the Military Intelligence Bureau building, Cohen, who had returned to Florence, looked at the list that Nefertis handed over and asked:

"Are these all the people Samuel secretly met in the past two days?"

Nefertis replied:

"Yes, and there are some who are not in Florence, but are personnel from the core institutions of some surrounding cities.

They have all been secretly monitored."

Cohen browsed the names on it, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

Heisenberg's handwriting is really unimaginable, this is just a remote small country in the Northwest Continent.

They have deployed so many people, how many will there be in other countries?

Such a huge personnel expenditure is enough to reflect the Central Empire's strong strength and immeasurable ambition.

Cohen put down the list and said to Nefertis:

"Give a copy of the list to Adelle, some of the personnel in key positions on it can no longer be allowed to stay, let the Queen secretly transfer the positions of these people."

Nefertis asked:

"If Her Highness asks about the origin of these people, how should I answer?

At least in the Queen's perception, the Central Empire is not Effie's enemy.

Should I tell her about Heisenberg's chief?"

Cohen pondered for a moment, feeling it was necessary to give the Queen a warning first.

After all, the people of the Central Empire came for her.

He replied:

"You can hint at it, but you don't need to say the specific source of information in so much detail."

After discussing the matter, Cohen said to Asuna:

"Asuna, it seems that your cultivation is about to break through again?"

Asuna's face was filled with joy, and she said:

"Yes, yes, following Your Highness these past few days, Your Highness has given me a lot of guidance, and the speed of cultivation is indeed faster than before.

I'm about to break through to the sixth rank."

Cohen sighed and said to Asuna:

"Keep working hard, it will be when you reach the Gold rank that you can fully unleash the true power of the dragon."

After speaking, Cohen turned his gaze to Nefertis, then winked at Asuna.

The latter understood and quietly left.

Nefertis came back to her senses and smiled at Cohen:

"If there's nothing else, sir, I'll go and get busy."

Cohen gestured and said:

"Don't rush, I have something to say to you."

Nefertis blinked and asked:

"Please speak, sir."

Cohen's face showed a hint of guilt and he said:

"I promised you before that I would take you to find the treasure of your Night Rose family, but I forgot all about it when I got busy."

Nefertis glared at Cohen reproachfully and said:

"It's a good thing you still remember, you used this to trick me onto the pirate ship, but you haven't fulfilled it yet, really…

Forget it, I know you are His Majesty the King, and you are busy with tasks, wait until you have time, anyway, the revitalization of the family is not something that can be done overnight.

Wait until you stabilize the domestic situation, then accompany me to find it."

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief, then became a little nervous and whispered:

"By the way, there's something I haven't told you… I thought about it for the past two days and felt that I still couldn't hide it from you."

Seeing Cohen's tone suddenly become serious, Nefertis also became cautious and frowned:

"What's the matter?"

Cohen sighed and told the other party the truth about Nefertis's mother's murder, which he had learned from Herman not long ago.

Nefertis's pupils turned red all of a sudden.

The DuPont family, where she had grown up since childhood, was actually the murderer who murdered her mother!

Shock, pain, and confusion struck her heart.

It was like a lonely boat drifting in the sea.

Cohen gently hugged Nefertis and patted her shoulder, whispering in her ear:

"I promise you, not a single person from the DuPont family will walk out of Florence alive!"