My queen is rebelling!

Cohen's face stiffened, and he said dryly:

"Sis, what little lover..."

Adair grabbed Cohen's tie, a hint of a smile playing in her eyes:

"Miss Wenze has been handling matters related to the dwarven attack with the Western Regions Empire at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and has been staying in Florence.

Since she's willing to offer so much dowry and sincerely puts in effort for Effie, shouldn't I, as the Queen Consort, give her some sweetness?

Go on, go early and come back early."

After speaking, she tapped Cohen's forehead with her slender finger, let out a faint chuckle, and left the bedroom to attend court.

Cohen stood there dumbfounded for a while, wondering if the Queen was setting a trap.

After a moment of contemplation, he didn't go to Rose Lane, but instead went to find an old acquaintance.

Garcia, the Oathbreaker Saint who defected from the Black Tomb, has been staying in Florence recently, and the soul positioning technique he promised to find for Cohen was about to be fulfilled.

A transaction involving a Saint is very important to Effie right now.

Cohen asked Visel, the director of the General Affairs Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau and the Florence regional head of the "Pale Wings", since he was the one who was responsible for receiving and arranging accommodation for Saint Garcia.

Visel said that Garcia didn't live in the residence carefully arranged by the Military Intelligence Bureau, but instead found a farmhouse in the suburbs to live in.

A look of realization dawned on Cohen's face. He remembered that Garcia seemed to have been a small landlord in the Central Empire before joining the Holy See, and had lived in the countryside since he was a child. Perhaps he preferred to stay in the peaceful fields rather than the bustling city.

He found Garcia according to the address, and the latter's pupils flashed with a trace of fear when he saw Cohen for the first time, and a deep shock could not help but emerge in his heart.

An ancient supreme powerhouse!

Why does Cohen have the aura of an ancient supreme powerhouse on him?

He quickly concealed the emotions in his heart and shifted his gaze:

"Did you find what Your Majesty promised me?"

Cohen took out a crystal ball emitting a faint blue light, with stars twinkling inside, mysterious and unpredictable.

Seeing this crystal ball, a fiery look appeared in Garcia's plain eyes. Before Cohen could speak, he beckoned and took the crystal ball.

Cohen instructed:

"The secret technique is inside, but it can't be used too many times, otherwise the soul can easily get lost.

Once you have successfully studied the secret technique, I will go to the Hell dimension with you to find your wife's soul."

Garcia picked up the crystal ball and studied it for a long time, then turned his eyes to Cohen and said:

"If I remember correctly, even among the elves, this kind of secret technique related to soul indexing has been lost for a long time.

A meaningful look appeared in Garcia's eyes. He didn't delve into Cohen's answer, but only said something meaningfully:

"Some old antiques are not so easy to deal with. Be careful when dealing with them."

Then he put away the crystal ball in his hand:

"Thank you, although I have already taken action for you before, this matter is of great significance to me. Consider it me owing you a favor. If you need anything in the future, contact me directly."

Cohen watched Garcia disappear before his eyes, his eyes flickering slightly. Did the other party see that this thing was related to Velekys?

Or did he just feel the aura of an ancient powerhouse? Cohen shook his head slightly. It seems that he has to be careful in the future. These powerful old Saints really have sharp eyes.

After resolving Garcia's matter, Cohen then opened the Book of Time and Space and came to Rose Lane.

...

Rose Lane. Isabella's residence has become a small office, filled with materials related to the Western Regions Empire and the dwarf race, as well as some information taken over from the Darkwing family regarding the two smuggling routes to the Eastern Regions Empire.

There were also two assistants in the room, Freya and Lucia, who seemed very busy.

Hearing the movement, Isabella looked up, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Then she said to the two who were still working with their heads down:

"That's all for today, you can go back and rest."

Lucia was secretly wondering why Miss Wenze was getting off work so early today when she heard Freya's cheers beside her.

Looking up, Freya had already pounced into Cohen's arms.

Lucia's body stiffened suddenly, and she quickly bowed and saluted:

"Your Majesty, I am assisting Miss Wenze and Miss Freya in handling matters related to the dwarf race. Please instruct."

Cohen waved his hand:

"Thank you for your hard work. No need to be so polite."

Lucia slowly stood up, said nothing more, and silently left the mansion.

Cohen winked at Isabella and put Freya on his lap.

Freya then told Cohen about what had happened recently.

In order to make Freya's so-called identity as the "legitimate descendant of the Ceylon royal family" more convincing in the future, Isabella was cultivating Freya in the manner of cultivating a royal princess.

After finishing talking to the little girl, Cohen coughed lightly and said:

"Well, Freya, you should not have seen your father for a long time, I will let Lucia take you to the military department..."

Freya frowned slightly and asked curiously:

"Sir, are you going to discuss official business with Sister Isabella again?

Can't I listen?"

Cohen's expression was slightly awkward, and he rubbed Freya's curly hair:

"This matter is not suitable for you to know at the moment. I will tell you when you grow up in the future."

Freya glanced at the two of them suspiciously, always feeling that something would happen here later. Although she was curious, she still obediently left the mansion.

Realizing that Freya had gone far away, Cohen stopped being reserved, directly picked up Isabella, and propped her up on the sofa.

The game began—

Cohen first used his powerful verbal skills to greet Isabella's upper lane. After a long battle, he pulled out a long minion wave.

Then, his left hand exerted force, attacking the mid lane, seizing the two red crystals located on the top of the mountain.

Isabella, who was strongly stimulated, had her lower lane wide open.

Cohen remembered the previous warning not to tear his clothes again, and skillfully removed all of Isabella's equipment.

He officially launched an attack towards the duo lane.

After a long tug-of-war, with a soul-stirring tremor, the crystal exploded, and everything returned to calm.

...

Cohen held Isabella in his arms and whispered about his experiences these days.

Afterwards, Isabella told Cohen about the serious matter:

"It will be in the next two days that I estimate I will set off to the Western Regions Empire to discuss the matter of conquering the dwarf race with Emperor Monroe.

I have discussed the specific details with Adair almost completely. If you have time, take a look again.

Also, the two smuggling routes from the Northwest Continent to the Eastern Regions Empire transferred from the Darkwing family have been taken over. I will tell you about the general situation.

One is a sea transport line, starting from the 'Pearl Harbor' of the Ceylon Kingdom, crossing the Endless Sea, circling most of the coastline of the Northwest Continent, and directly reaching the Land of Dragons.

You don't have to worry about Pearl Harbor. The Darkwing family has always used the relationship of a deputy director of the Maritime Affairs Bureau. Our Goldwing family has deeper operations in Pearl Harbor.

A deputy director in the Special Management Committee set up by the Ceylon Kingdom in Pearl Harbor is a member of our Goldwing family.

On the Eastern Regions Empire side, the relationship that the Darkwing family initially established was with a captain of a naval fleet in the Eastern Regions Empire. This captain only recognizes money and not people. As long as the profit share is enough, he doesn't care who is in charge here.

The other is the land smuggling route that crosses the Principality of Bia, the Kingdom of Serene, the Kingdom of Windrest, and the Kingdom of Solantis in the Land of Dragons.

It enters the hinterland of the empire from the northern mountains of the Eastern Regions Empire.

There are more relationships to maintain in the middle of this route, involving many noble territories and national administrative regions, which are intricate and complex.

The Darkwing family must have spent a lot of time and energy to maintain this smuggling route.

Therefore, most of the relationships on this route still only recognize people from the 'Darkwing family'.

My opinion is that we should send a few people to be stationed in the Darkwing family and be responsible for this land smuggling route in the name of the Darkwing family.

Now it is up to you to decide on the candidates.

Well, the Principality of Bia, the Kingdom of Serene, the Kingdom of Windrest, and the Kingdom of Solantis.

A total of four countries, three kingdoms, and one principality, at least one confidant person in charge must be sent to each."

Cohen played with Isabella's ample breasts and fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"The countries in the Northwest Continent are easy to deal with. I will let Herman arrange people and also establish military intelligence overseas stations in these places."

Herman has in his hands the list of secret agents placed in various countries in the Northwest Continent that he found from the "Phantom Corpse", the head of the Northwest Continent branch of the Black Tomb.

It is no problem for him to select a few usable ones from them and develop them into military intelligence overseas station chiefs.

What is headache-inducing is the Kingdom of Solantis in the Land of Dragons. A kingdom far away in the Land of Dragons, it is not easy to find someone trustworthy for a while.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he thought of someone he could ask for help.

The eldest princess of the Eastern Regions Empire, Grace Tang!

He has concluded a Hell Blood Contract with her, and establishing a smuggling route is also to combat Shasor's power. It is reasonable for her to contribute.

Cohen said with a smile:

"Isabella, how long have you not contacted your good bestie?"

Isabella paused for a moment and said:

"Grace?

That's right, she lives in the Land of Dragons. The 'Flaming Red Lips' Chamber of Commerce has the most business in the Land of Dragons. She should have people to use in the Kingdom of Solantis."

No sooner said than done, this matter must be completed before Isabella leaves Effie for the Western Regions Empire. Subsequently, it is necessary to negotiate the dispatch matters with the Darkwing family, including the subsequent establishment of overseas stations and recruitment of personnel. All these take time, and the sooner the person in charge is determined, the better.

Cohen directly contacted Grace, who was far away in the "Land of Lost".

As soon as the call was connected, a very resentful and greasy voice that made Cohen's whole body get goosebumps came from the other side:

"You heartless little man, throwing your sister in this desolate place after using her. You really have no conscience..."

Isabella looked at Cohen with a suspicious look on her face. When did Cohen get so close to Grace?

What's with that remark? It doesn't sound right at all!

Cohen quickly interrupted Grace, saying:

"Your Highness, Isa and I need your help with something!"

The other side of the communication stone fell into a deathly silence, followed by a burst of laughter that was clearly tinged with embarrassment:

"Isa, you're there too, haha, I was just joking with His Majesty Corleone, don't take it to heart."

Cohen thought, explaining it like that only makes people more suspicious.

Isabella gave Cohen a strange look and got down to business:

"Grace, I need your help with something. Do you have anyone trustworthy in the Solantis Kingdom...?"

Isabella told Grace the general situation of the two smuggling routes.

Grace replied without much thought:

"'Flame Red Lips', the regional head of the Solantis Kingdom, is my trusted subordinate, and she's quite shrewd."

Cohen asked:

"What about loyalty? I also need this person to take on the task of the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau's overseas station.

A soul contract is just a means of restraint. I hope this person can genuinely join us."

Grace replied:

"Don't worry about that. As long as it's my instruction, she will steadfastly implement it.

Well, to be more precise, she has a certain connection with me."

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Grace paused, her voice lowered a little:

"Like me, she also has some succubus blood in her body."

Understanding dawned in Cohen's eyes, and he quickly said:

"I understand. Let's settle on this person then. Later, send me her detailed information, and I'll have someone contact her and conduct the necessary training."

Endless City, Executive Government Office Area.

After ending the communication, Grace patted her slightly flushed cheeks, thinking, 'I was actually caught in the act by Isabella, how embarrassing.'

No, why should I feel guilty? I'm a succubus, what's wrong with flirting with a young and handsome king!

Grace snorted softly and continued to review the official documents submitted from various parts of the Endless Alliance.

......

Military Intelligence Bureau Building, Director's Office.

Herman was reporting to Cohen on the recent developments of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"...Several countries around Effie, plus the Central Empire's Constantine Station Chief Samuel Jones, who was personally developed by His Majesty.

We have established more than a dozen overseas stations, all of which are currently operating normally, and the latest intelligence from various countries is transmitted every day."

Cohen asked:

"How is the funding situation? Can it be guaranteed?"

Herman nodded and said:

"Her Majesty the Queen has directly allocated half of the profits from the inter-racial trade route to the Military Intelligence Bureau's account.

As long as the trade route operates normally, the Military Intelligence Bureau's funds will flow in continuously."

Cohen said in a deep voice:

"Don't just be satisfied with the Northwest Continent, but also set your sights on the Central Continent and the Land of Dragons.

You should discuss more with Visel about the Central Continent. The Pale Wings' residence is there, and with their help, development will be faster."

Herman took careful note.

Cohen then handed over the information about Grace's subordinate that she had sent to Herman, saying:

"This person will be the future station chief of the Military Intelligence Station in the Solantis Kingdom. First, send someone to investigate her situation. If there are no problems, you can directly contact her."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Cohen further instructed:

"We're still short of manpower. The Military Intelligence Bureau's tentacles must spread throughout the entire continent in the future.

We must cultivate more capable young comrades. As long as they are loyal enough, we can be unconventional and not follow procedures.

If necessary, we can set up specialized majors or colleges in several top universities to recruit students, or we can select talents from the army."

Herman kept it firmly in mind, then asked:

"Your Majesty, I, Prince Haug, and Earl Snape have recently refined some details of the plan you formulated earlier.

When do you think we should start implementing it?"

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that Herman was talking about the plan to have Freya impersonate the legitimate royal family's surviving heir of the Ceylon Kingdom and launch a restoration movement in the Ceylon Kingdom.

Cohen pondered for a moment and asked:

"What is the situation in the Ceylon Kingdom? Does Station Chief Hulian have any latest news to report?"

Herman shook his head and said:

"No, Saxon and the Duke Gavin family, whom you asked us to pay attention to, have not shown any unusual movements yet."

Cohen said:

"Then the timing for the plan hasn't arrived yet. After all, Freya's identity is fabricated, and we can't rush into it.

We must let Duke Gavin and that group of old nobles take the initiative to come to us.

Let's keep waiting, but the preliminary preparations can be carried out."

Herman nodded seriously, then tentatively said:

"Everything else is easy to say, it's just that Miss Freya's side..."

Cohen's eyes revealed an inquiring gaze.

Herman immediately said:

"Your Majesty, it's like this, we also have a packaging plan for Miss Freya.

The main thing is to cut off the interpersonal relationships between Miss Freya and Marshal Arnold.

Miss Freya once lived with the Marshal in the northwestern region of the Ceylon Kingdom, and the adventure group formed by the Marshal at that time also did tasks for some nobles and officials.

These people may know the relationship between Miss Freya and the Marshal, and these are all hidden dangers in the future.

Our plan is to first work on these people, which requires Miss Freya's cooperation, asking her to provide a list of personnel as much as possible.

In addition, as Your Majesty mentioned before, we hope that Miss Freya will appear in the public eye as an exile from the 'Lost Land'.

Then the 'Lost Land' also needs to be arranged in advance, which also requires Miss Freya's cooperation."

Cohen had already understood Herman's meaning, and this matter had to be revealed to Arnold and Freya now.

Even if Cohen's side would carefully arrange things to ensure Freya's safety, she would still be appearing in the Ceylon Kingdom with a disguised identity, and she would be facing those old nobles and bureaucrats who had been lurking in the Ceylon Kingdom for many years.

The situation she encounters at that time will definitely be complicated, and there may be major crises.

It will be a great test for Freya's personal psychological quality and ability, and Freya's 100% consent must be obtained.

After a brief silence, Cohen said:

"I understand this matter, I will give you an answer in three days."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The two were discussing other matters when a knock came from outside the door.

The number of people in the entire Military Intelligence Bureau who dared to knock on this door at this time could be counted on one's fingers.

Soon, Nephthys's voice rang out:

"Herman, is His Majesty here with you?"

Cohen was puzzled. Hadn't Nephthys gone to court with Yadell? Why would she come looking for him? Could something have happened in court?

Cohen spoke in a timely manner:

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

Nephthys directly pushed open the door, looked at Cohen, and said:

"Well... something happened in the Holy Oak Duchy, Her Highness asked me to come find you!"

......

Ten minutes ago, Yadell was receiving a diplomatic mission from the Holy Oak Duchy in court.

As a neighboring country, the Holy Oak naturally knew everything that had happened in Silverfrost.

A perfectly good country had a coup in a matter of days, and even the Grand Duke died in an unclear manner.

Moreover, after the coup ended, it immediately reached an agreement with Effie that could be described as humiliating the country, and anyone with a brain would know who the instigator behind it was.

After the Northern Territory Empire in the Northwest Continent made it clear that it would not intervene in the international disputes between Effie and the Holy Oak, the Holy Oak Duchy lost its only hope.

Cohen had also made some arrangements in the Holy Oak.

He secretly dispatched the action personnel of the established Holy Oak Military Intelligence Station to send several copies of the "Revolutionary Operations Guide" to the official residences of the generals and ministers of the Holy Oak Duchy.

Then, he reported it to the Holy Oak Grand Duke, deliberately letting the Holy Oak officials find these treasonous classics.

These actions plunged the Holy Oak Grand Duke into deep despair. He stayed in the Grand Duke's residence all day, heavily guarded, and had not convened an inner cabinet meeting for a long time.

The Holy Oak Grand Duke, in a state of madness and despair, sent a diplomatic mission, hoping to make a last-ditch effort.

The head of the diplomatic mission was the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Holy Oak Duchy, who at this moment looked at the Queen sitting on the throne, his face full of bitterness, his voice almost pleading:

"Your Highness, our Holy Oak is willing to cede the two most fertile eastern provinces, and is also willing to give half of the mining rights of all the Holy Oak trees within our borders to Effie."

The specialty of the Holy Oak Duchy is the Holy Oak tree, from the heart of which a gelatinous essence substance called "Oak Spirit Essence" can be extracted.

It can enhance the magic perception of mages, and is also an important material for making advanced magic tools.

Adding a small amount of Oak Spirit Essence to other materials can improve the quality and magic capacity of magic tools.

It is an important strategic material for the upcoming Battle of the Nations.

The sincerity of the Holy Oak cannot be said to be insufficient, but Cohen's plan is to substantially incorporate the entire Holy Oak into Effie's territory. Simply ceding some territory and compensating with some resources is far from enough!

The Queen's cold voice came from the throne:

"Effie is a peace-loving country that respects the territorial integrity and sovereignty of other countries.

His Majesty and I will not covet your territories and resources.

Every inch of the country's land was pioneered with blood by our ancestors. Grand Duke Holy Oak should not cede it casually."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Holy Oak Duchy revealed despair on his face. The Queen's words clearly meant that she still felt that the conditions offered by the Holy Oak were not enough.

But it had already come to this point, what else could they do!

The Minister of Foreign Affairs looked at a knight of the guard wearing armor not far behind him and gently shook his head.

A trace of pain flashed in the knight's eyes, then, as if he had made some determination, he nodded to the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs's face turned pale, and he raised his head again and said:

"Your Highness, please dismiss the others, I have important matters to report to you!"