My queen is rebelling!

However, Cohen also knew that taking a share from the smuggling channels that the Darkwing Family had operated for many years would definitely not be an easy task. Otherwise, he wouldn't have offered half of the profits as bait.

That half of the profits, after the cross-racial trade route officially started operating, would generate at least three million in revenue each year, a veritable money tree.

He was now betting that the Darkwing Family, suppressed by "Black Tomb" to the point of being unable to survive, would not give up such a treasure trove.

More importantly, by participating in this trade route, he could establish stable and long-term communication with the dwarves, which was even more important than economic benefits.

Faced with Pacino Della's reaction, Cohen's attitude was very clear and firm:

"Then it seems a pity that we cannot reach a friendly agreement.

But it doesn't matter, I am still willing to be friends with the two young masters. Well, if you two think the City of Endless is good, you can stay for a few more days.

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a little thought, he nodded and agreed:

"Okay, but please hurry up, because they over there don't have my patience."

"Understood, understood."

Pacino rearranged an isolation formation and said to Ram:

"This kid is definitely using public office for private gain. What does the Central Empire need smuggling channels for?

It must be his own idea. Damn second-hand dealer, this young master hates this kind of person the most."

Ram coughed lightly and comforted Pacino:

"Second brother, don't be angry. After all, we are asking for help. No matter what, it's good that he is willing to talk."

Pacino suppressed his anger and said coldly:

"How can we talk about this? You know how important those two smuggling channels are to the family. Moreover, one of them belongs to me. If I really hand them over, my source of income will be cut in half immediately."

A trace of sadness flashed quickly in Ram's eyes. The family had reached this point, yet he was still haggling over his own little benefit. He concealed his emotions and said in a low voice:

"Second brother, is anything more important than a cross-racial trade route?

Not to mention the monetary benefits that half of the profits bring each year, just being able to contact the dwarf tribe and insert a nail into the dwarf tribe alliance, which the Western Regions Empire has been unable to penetrate for hundreds of years, is significant enough in itself.

That's a dwarf tribe that can produce high-quality weapons and equipment and magic crystal ore!

Where will the future situation of the continent go? Don't you know?

Although it's just an ambiguous prophecy, judging from the various actions of those empires, kingdoms, and even organizations and alliances comparable to our Pale Wings in recent years, the truth of that prophecy is extremely high!

The Demon Tide Continent, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, will soon fall into an unprecedented great turmoil.

This great turmoil will sweep across every country and every race on the continent. No corner of the entire continent will be spared.

The forces of the entire continent, including those high-ranking empires, will face a reshuffle.

Second brother, we must prepare for the future of the family!"

Ram paused for a moment, seemingly giving Pacino time to react, took a deep breath, and continued:

"Although the family didn't explicitly say it when they sent us here, they still have an attitude.

The Great Elder hinted to me that as long as it doesn't involve the foundation of the family, then everything can be discussed!"

When Ram said this, he paused and lowered his voice:

"This is also the meaning of the Clan Leader!"

Everything can be discussed!

Pacino's eyes slowly dimmed, and after a long silence, he said in a dry voice:

"The Great Elder specifically told you, is it because he was afraid that I would be impulsive and ruin things?"

Ram's expression froze slightly, and he said with some comfort:

"It's just a safety measure. At first, we also thought that the other party just wanted more money, but we didn't expect that the other party would set their sights on our smuggling channels.

It seems that this 'Lord of Shadows' is quite infatuated with Miss Wenzer."

In Ram's view, Cohen wanted these two smuggling channels leading to the Eastern Region Empire to target Prince Sza of the Eastern Region Empire.

And he could only think that it was because of the Goldwing Family that Cohen was so hostile to Prince Sza.

Pacino's face showed a look of dejection, and said:

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

The barrier dissipated, and Cohen waited leisurely for the other party's discussion results, seemingly not worried that the other party would give up.

Sure enough, Ram's words made him feel happy.

"Okay, we agree. We will fulfill the three conditions you mentioned as soon as possible.

I can give you one million gold coins and those intelligence within three days.

As for the last condition, it may take some time… I guarantee to complete all the handover work to you within two months, is that okay?"

Cohen smiled and extended his hand, saying:

"Happy cooperation!"

…

After finishing the battle of wits with the "Darkwing Family", Cohen also had to start the last destination of his trip to the "Lost Land".

It was also what he was most uneasy and worried about, the Mist Continent, the owner of the Paradise of Life, the legendary curse witch, Her Excellency Belmodey Winyard's wizard tower!

Besides confessing his true identity, he came this time to show his relationship with Melantha.

Cohen's attitude towards women is very clear: as long as you are willing, I will do my best to live up to you.

Just like every daughter who gets married hopes to get the recognition and blessing of her relatives, Melantha also hopes that the partner she finds can get the affirmation of Belmodey, who is like a mother and sister.

This time, Cohen did not let anyone accompany him and went to the Mist Continent alone.

The entire wizard tower was under the perception of Her Excellency the Witch. As soon as Cohen approached the wizard tower, he saw a familiar stone demon statue.

Since saving Melantha, Belmodey's attitude towards Cohen has obviously become more amiable.

Following the guidance of the stone demon statue, Cohen quickly came to the high-level hall of the wizard tower and saw Her Excellency the Witch, Belmodey Winyard, whose face was still shrouded in mist.

Seeing Cohen coming uninvited, Belmodey took the initiative to ask:

"Did you come back from Florence?

Is there anything wrong?"

Cohen first mentioned an old matter:

"I haven't had time to express my gratitude to Her Excellency the Witch. Last time, you helped my subordinates解除 the curse contract and gave me a great help.

Thank you very much."

Her Excellency the Witch's voice was clear and cold with a hint of gentleness:

"It's nothing. You saved Melantha. This is the reward you deserve."

Seeing the other party take the initiative to mention Melantha, Cohen no longer hid it and directly took off his mask in front of Belmodey, while also changing back to his previous younger tone:

"I came this time mainly to talk to Her Excellency the Witch about something. Before that…"

Cohen took the initiative to extend his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Her Excellency the Witch, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Cohen Corleone."

Hearing Cohen's voice and seeing Cohen take off his mask to reveal his young and handsome face.

Belmodey was slightly dazed, and her pupils immediately filled with a strong surprise.

Cohen Corleone!

She was no stranger to this name. To be more precise, she was more familiar with Cohen's queen, Adelle Angrain.

She had been discussing with Melantha to take advantage of the crisis in Effain's situation to abduct this queen to the Lost Land.

And the key to doing all this was to kidnap this Effain king, Cohen Corleone.

Now this person actually appeared in front of her!

What was even more incredible was that this Lord of Shadows full of secrets was actually disguised as the King of Effain!

The mist surrounding Belmodey's face dissipated for the most part, and the outline of her forehead gradually became clear, like the ridge of a sacred snow mountain emerging from the clouds.

Then, a pair of cold star-like eyes were also revealed, and the waves in her eyes seemed to hide thousands of years of secrets.

Further down, the delicate and beautiful nose with挺翘秀眉散发 a gentle luster. Just this half of her face showed an indescribable beauty, an amazing charm that could penetrate the soul and reach the deepest part of people's hearts.

This charm seemed to be substantial, like an invisible big hand, gently stirring the deepest desires and madness in Cohen's heart.

The powerful aura of seduction and depravity inherent in the curse witch was completely displayed in front of Cohen.

It was enough to reveal the shock and surprise in Belmodey's heart after learning Cohen's true identity.

Belmodey also learned about the situation of the King of Effain through the intelligence Melantha passed back.

A young king born in a remote small country in the Northwest, who was attacked by a saint-level spell before entering the extraordinary.

But now he was standing in front of her alive, telling her that the one who suppressed the same level, killed beyond the level, performed the summoning of the gods, took up the ancient secret position, triggered the Six Saints War, destroyed the Northwest branch of 'Black Tomb', captured the 'Cultivator City-State', established the 'Endless Alliance', possessed unknown knowledge of magic potions, and wanted to share the Mist Continent with her, the "Lord of Shadows", was actually the same person.

The huge sense of unreality and contrast made Her Excellency Belmodey the Witch stunned for a long time before she recovered.

Looking at this face full of male charm, Belmodey took a deep breath, stretched out her slender and white jade hand, and held it:

"You really gave me a big surprise today, Your Majesty Corleone."

Belmodey's hand had distinct knuckles, but it was much colder than ordinary people, like a piece of cold jade that had just been mined from the mountain.

Belmodey withdrew her hand, as if she suddenly thought of something, her eyes fixed on Cohen, and her tone suddenly became a bit colder:

"You have a queen, why do you still want to provoke Melantha?"

Cohen's expression showed a trace of embarrassment, and he smiled dryly:

"This matter is a bit complicated to explain."

Belmodey's voice became even colder, and her pupils showed undisguised disdain:

"I remember, besides your queen, you also have several confidantes!

The Golden Wing Girl of the Golden Wing Family, the Princess of the Winged Elf Clan, a female warlock who has been following you since Florence, and a dragon-blooded female knight, right!"

Cohen's eyes widened slightly, and he thought to himself that Belmode had indeed thoroughly investigated him and knew so much about the people around him.

Cohen's expression became even more awkward, and he stammered without answering.

Belmode lowered her eyes slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Forget it, I won't interfere with your personal life. Whether you are the Lord of Shadows or the King of Aifein, it makes no difference to me. Our previous agreement still stands.

But the matter between you and Melantha must end here. I don't want you to have any more involvement with her."

Cohen's expression darkened slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"In fact, the reason I came to confess my identity to Your Excellency the Witch is to tell you about this.

Melantha hopes that I can get your approval."

Cohen could clearly feel that after he finished speaking, the air temperature in the hall had dropped by several degrees.

A sharp gaze pressed straight towards him.

Cohen was not afraid at all and responded calmly:

"I know that Your Excellency the Witch once had a dislike for womanizing men because of her father, but I can swear on the honor and reputation of a king that I will never let Melantha down."

Belmode's father was once a great noble in the human kingdom, who was obsessed with beauty all day long. Even after having Belmode, he still did not restrain himself. Later, he became obsessed with an opera actress, abandoned his wife and daughter, and disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, Belmode has had no good feelings for men since she was a child, especially those lecherous men.

Seeing Cohen say this, a cold light suddenly appeared in Belmode's eyes, and she said coldly:

"Melantha even told you this. It seems that you have just met... Does she know your true identity?"

Cohen did not hide it and replied calmly:

"Yes, I took the initiative to confess my identity to her.

And I also know her lurking identity in the Black Tomb."

Belmode's eyes showed a look of disappointment. Cohen said:

"It's not Melantha's fault. It's because when I was in contact with her, I discovered the magic circle engraved on her body by me, which is how I saw through her identity."

Belmode snorted coldly:

"Your promise is worthless in my opinion. All men in the world are the same. You are just attracted to Melantha's appearance and body.

It's her choice to agree. As long as I'm still alive, it's impossible for the two of you to be together!"

Cohen felt helpless in his heart. It was too difficult to change the Witch's thinking. It seemed that his irresponsible father had brought very deep psychological shadows to her childhood.

You need to heal your childhood, Your Excellency the Witch.

Cohen put away his thoughts, and his tone was still calm:

"Okay, let's not talk about Melantha for now, how about Mavis?"

Hearing Cohen suddenly take the initiative to mention Mavis, Belmode was even more surprised. She clenched her jade hand, and a trace of panic inadvertently appeared on her expression.

Cohen said in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency the Witch doesn't need to hide it from me. I knew Miss Mavis's true identity a long time ago. Actually, she and Melantha are twin sisters, and they are also your subordinates."

Belmode's tense body suddenly relaxed, and her voice carried a hint of inexplicable meaning:

"It seems that the few of us sisters have already been taken down by you.

From the moment you entered the 'Lost Land' and wrote me that letter, you had already decided to attack us, right?"

Cohen's expression froze. This was the first time this mysterious and enchanting beauty had shown such a fragile reaction.

He shook his head and said:

"Your Excellency the Witch has misunderstood. I have never thought of doing anything to you. I have always been sincerely communicating and interacting with you.

As for why I chose the Continent of Mysteries as my foothold, it was entirely out of my admiration and trust in you."

Belmode's eyes were filled with confusion. For a moment, she didn't know how to face this man.

Logically speaking, she should quickly draw a clear line with this person.

This person is too mysterious and too dangerous.

Although his cultivation is insignificant in her eyes, his various performances always fill Belmode's heart with endless fear.

First of all, the fact that he was able to survive a Saint-level attack unscathed was already incredible. Not to mention his glorious deeds on the human continent, just his every step into the 'Lost Land' seemed to be targeting the Continent of Mysteries and the Sequencers.

From writing her a letter to lure her in.

To removing the hidden dangers in the Navigator's body, and then taking the initiative to apply to go to the complicated "Cultivator City-State" and driving away the Petroff family.

Including the subsequent contact with Mavis, throwing out the bait of the magic potion theory, and finally even igniting the spark of order at her doorstep, becoming the "Endless Alliance", a force no weaker than an oasis-level force.

Belmode couldn't help but speculate that Cohen's every action seemed to be attacking her.

The most hateful thing was that this person didn't attack her openly, but first controlled the two most important people in her life.

Mavis was lured into signing a soul contract by him, and Melantha was completely lost. What was she going to do next?

Thinking of the other party's previous offer to restore her appearance, Belmode couldn't help but feel a deep sense of fear.

A fifth-order transcendent being able to make a legendary witch feel fear was enough for Cohen to be proud of.

Cohen didn't know Belmode's complex psychological activities. If he knew, he would definitely cry out injustice.

When he first entered the 'Lost Land', he did have designs on Belmode, but that was just to hug her thigh and find a trustworthy backer for himself, without any other thoughts.

Besides, the magic potion theory and knowledge he possessed were only attractive to the Sequencers and could be used for equal transactions and cooperation.

As for Mavis and Melantha later, that was purely coincidental.

However, in Belmode's eyes, all of this was not a coincidence at all, but a dirty plan by a dog man with endless prophetic abilities.

The atmosphere between the two was indescribably strange. Cohen pondered for a while and took the initiative to say:

"If Your Excellency the Witch believes that I have ulterior motives and have been deliberately targeting you, I have nothing to say and don't want to argue or quarrel with you about this.

This is also a kind of harm to Melantha.

However…"

Cohen's tone suddenly became much firmer:

"You can't change the matter between me and Melantha, and you can't change it.

Since you have investigated my past, you should be clear about my determination and will!"

Faced with Cohen's powerful answer, a trace of killing intent appeared in Belmode's eyes, but soon these killing intents were extinguished by Melantha's earnest gaze and the magic potion theory and knowledge that Cohen possessed.

This person cannot be killed. Not only can he not be killed, but he must also cooperate with him well.

Belmode took a deep breath and said coldly:

"I won't care about Melantha. If you dare to provoke Mavis again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Cohen really wanted to ask in his heart, what should I do if Mavis takes the initiative to provoke me.

But looking at Belmode's cold eyes, he wisely didn't ask any more questions.

The future will be solved in the future. Maybe by then, he will be able to easily suppress her.

Cohen stated:

"You can rest assured about this. I respect the choices of every girl around me."

After the private matters were discussed, of course, it was time to talk about official matters.

This time, the official matter was mainly about the Navigator Planck leading his two thousand "elite-level" troops, the Azure Sails, to fight for Cohen.

Although Planck himself had agreed, it was still necessary to say hello to his superior, Your Excellency the Witch, out of reason and emotion.

Belmode sneered:

"You still say you didn't have designs on me. Even Planck's Azure Sails have been borrowed by you for two thousand people.

The three ninth-order forces of my Continent of Mysteries seem to be cultivated for you."

Cohen could only respond with a dry laugh.

This time, he took away all the twenty thousand elite-level troops he had assembled, and the security defense of the "Endless Alliance" was also a problem.

Cohen looked at Belmode, whose face was once again obscured by mist, leaving only a pair of mysterious dark amber eyes.

He said in a deep voice:

"During the time I am away from the Lost Land, I hope that Your Excellency the Witch can help take care of my Endless Alliance."

Belmode's voice returned to its coldness:

"We have a mutual defense alliance, and the Endless Alliance will not be in trouble."

Cohen felt relieved, but he could feel that Belmode's attitude was still very cold, and even trying to suppress something.

His heart moved slightly, and he took out several sets of women's clothing and some perfumes, jewelry, and works of art from the "Eternal Heart".

Before coming to the "Lost Land", Cohen specifically went to the "Flaming Red Lips" Chamber of Commerce and, in the identity of the chairman's personal secretary, prepared some gifts for Belmode.

Of course, it had to be in Melantha's name, otherwise the other party would definitely not accept it.

Belmode looked at Cohen's actions, a trace of coldness appeared in her purple eyes, and her voice became even colder:

"Do you want to please me with these things?"

Cohen shook his head and said:

"Your Excellency the Witch has misunderstood. Melantha asked me to pass these on to you.

Only this scroll is what I am giving to you. It contains the complete perfect-level magic potion configuration method of the 'Goddess of Destruction' sequence and some precautions when taking the magic potion.

This is not to please you or anything, but simply because you are Melantha's relative. Please do not refuse."

After Cohen finished speaking, he put the things on the ground and, without waiting for Belmode to respond, directly entered the shadow plane and disappeared into the wizard tower.

Belmode stared at the things Cohen had put down, and a trace of warmth appeared in her heart.

She was quite happy that Melantha was thinking of bringing her gifts back.

But soon, she realized the problem. These things were not bought by Melantha at all!