My queen is rebelling!

Keen's eyes gleamed with a meaningful light as he asked, "When exactly did Giliwos Gian Baron leave the Gunter family? After he left, did you have any news of him?"

Sandro shook his head and said, "No, that's also something I found very strange when I was a child.

Ever since Baron Gian suddenly disappeared from the family one day, the people at home, including the servants, stopped talking about this name, and even the courtyard where Baron Gian used to live was torn down and rebuilt.

I suspect my father secretly issued a ban in the family.

The entire Gunter family acted as if this person had never existed.

Sometimes I wonder if my father secretly killed Baron Gian."

Keen immediately asked, "Why do you have this suspicion? Was your father's relationship with Baron Gian very bad?"

Sandro shook his head and said, "I can't really say what the relationship between him and my father was like.

Keen nodded thoughtfully and said, "One last thing, draw me a portrait of this Giliwos Gian Baron!"

......

Asina tugged at the adventurer's leather jacket she was wearing and said to Keen, "Your Majesty, I am a duchess.

Why do I have to dress up as a low-level adventurer to take office?"

Keen, with his head resting on Asina's plump thighs, admired the beautiful scenery on the mountain peak and said, "Once I've dealt with that Giliwos Gian, I'll definitely let my Red Dragon Duchess take office in glory."

Asina gently massaged Keen's forehead and asked, "Is Sir so sure that this Gian Baron is the one colluding with the demons?"

Keen closed his eyes, enjoying the gentle touch and meticulous massage, and said, "I'm seventy or eighty percent sure.

From Sandro's description, this Gian Baron is definitely not just the former Grand Duke of the Southern Border's tutor.

There should be a deep blood relationship between the two of them.

Also, the Silvermoon Shoal where the abyssal demon fish appeared also has big problems."

Asina asked, "Now that we have a portrait, can't we just send someone to search?"

Keen's voice carried a hint of mystery as he said, "My target is not Baron Gian, just a stray dog who has made a deal with demons.

Without the support of the Grand Duke of the Southern Border's forces, he can't make any waves on his own.

What I want is the demon behind him!"

Keen slightly opened his eyes, his pupils flickering with contemplation.

He reviewed the traces of demons collected by the military intelligence and some video data from the scene.

Based on some of his past gaming experience, he deduced that the demon colluding with Gian Baron was at least of the gold tier.

Gold-tier demons already belonged to the higher echelons of the demon race.

Demons of this level generally wouldn't look favorably upon a noble baron from a human duchy.

To put it bluntly, a high-level demon wouldn't bother making a deal with such a person.

Keen suspected that this demon appeared in the Southern Border for another reason, and Giliwos Gian was just his puppet.

Keen needed to understand why this high-level demon was painstakingly supporting a puppet here in the Southern Border, or what in the Southern Border attracted them.

Therefore, he couldn't alert the enemy, otherwise, those demons might disappear without a trace.

He had to take advantage of the fact that they were still cooperating with Baron Gian to find their tracks and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Before long, the temperature inside the carriage noticeably dropped a few degrees.

Keen's gaze scanned over the mountain peaks, and a delicate, cold jade face appeared beside him.

Melantha stared at the two of them, snorted softly, and said, "There's still a day's journey to Fontaine County, where the Silvermoon Shoal is located.

No abnormal situations have been discovered."

Keen sat up and said, "It's getting late.

Let's rest for today.

I remember this is the Southern Border's... Redstone County?

The hometown of that Giliwos Gian Baron?"

Melantha nodded, "The county chief of Redstone County and the station chief of the Southern Border Military Intelligence Station are already waiting ahead.

The former county chief of Redstone County was killed for participating in the rebellion.

The newly appointed one is a relative of Prime Minister Angus, trustworthy."

Keen nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then let's go meet them."

With that said, the three drove the carriage forward.

Before long, two middle-aged men with serious expressions appeared on the roadside.

Seeing the carriage, the two quickly greeted them.

One of the middle-aged men, who was clearly older, immediately bowed and lowered his voice, "Evans, the county chief of Redstone County, greets Your Majesty and Her Highness the Grand Duchess."

Keen waved his hand and said, "Don't make a fuss.

Just tell people we're your relatives.

Let's go into the city."

Arriving at the arranged hotel, Keen looked at the station chief of the Southern Border Military Intelligence Station, who had been silently following behind, and asked, "Have you figured out the general situation of Silvermoon Shoal?"

The Southern Border station chief took out a file and replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, we basically have it clear.

It was originally the private property of the Gunter family, used to raise sea fish.

It is usually guarded by the Gunter family's guards, and it is difficult for ordinary people to approach.

As for the traces of demons detected not long ago, they came from a fishing boat from the shoal.

We have secretly investigated, and this fishing boat originally belonged to the Gunter family.

After the Gunter family's rebellion, the owner of this boat also died in the rebellion."

Keen asked, "Starting from Silvermoon Shoal, can you directly reach the waters of the Endless Sea?"

The Southern Border station chief nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty.

It takes about a day and a night of sailing to reach the Endless Sea.

Oh, right, this is also the only place in the Southern Border besides Goldensail Harbor that can enter the Endless Sea."

"I understand."

Keen flipped through the information on Silvermoon Shoal in his hand, a look of contemplation on his face.

The appearance of traces of demons on a fishing boat meant that this demon had used this boat more than once.

A gold-tier demon needing to use a fishing boat meant that the place he was going to must be very far away, and the magic power of a gold-tier was not enough to support him to reach it.

Then his destination was most likely the Endless Sea.

What would a demon do in the Endless Sea?

Keen closed his eyes and recalled the plot of the previous game—the 58th Pillar Demon God, Amy, demons, the Endless Sea…

What could connect these things together?

Suddenly, Keen abruptly opened his eyes, a trace of horror surfacing in his pupils, and cold sweat involuntarily broke out on his back.

He remembered a legend about the 58th Pillar Demon God, Amy, in the previous game!

If that legend was true, then this Giliwos Gian's identity might be even more terrifying than he imagined!

Keen took a breath, his eyes slightly moving.

Such a thorny enemy had actually appeared in his own territory… No, perhaps he could turn a bad thing into a good thing!

His thoughts racing, Keen quickly had an idea.

However, he still needed to verify his conjecture.

What if he guessed wrong?

How should he verify it?

If Giliwos's identity was as he imagined, then he should be able to find other evidence.

Just as Keen was thinking, a slightly resentful voice rang out from the bedroom: "If you don't come in, go next door and find that Grand Duchess!"

A bitter smile appeared on Keen's lips.

Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, he opened the bedroom door.

Melantha pouted, staring at him angrily.

Keen coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Sorry, sorry, I got lost in thought for a moment, and accidentally neglected the beauty."

With that said, without waiting for Melantha to speak, he hugged the girl and went into the bathroom.

Soon, a sound like weeping began to echo from the room…

…

"Within the last three generations of the Gunter family, have there been any women who did not die peacefully?"

Faced with Keen's question, the Southern Border station chief frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "What does Your Majesty mean by not dying peacefully…"

Keen explained, "I mean those who didn't live to their expected lifespan and died prematurely from illness or accidents.

For example, a bronze-tier transcendent who should have lived for a hundred years, but died in their sixties or seventies.

Yes, preferably a direct descendant of the Gunter family, the closer the better."

The Southern Border station chief's eyes lit up and said, "If Your Majesty puts it that way, then the grandmother of the former Grand Duke of the Southern Border, Krug Gunter, Harianne, fits the bill.

Krug's grandmother was a sixth-tier transcendent.

Logically speaking, her lifespan should have been nearly two hundred years, but it seems she only lived for seventy years before passing away.

The Southern Border's explanation was that she died of a sudden illness."

A flash of sternness appeared in Keen's eyes and said, "It's her!

Investigate all the detailed information about this Harianne, including the places she went to from childhood, the people she met, everything, and bring it to me."

"Yes."

With the King's personal order, the military intelligence's speed of action was extremely fast.

In less than a day, they had collected all of Harianne's information.

Keen quickly flipped through the information, and soon stopped at an inconspicuous line of text—On a certain day, month, and year of the Continental Calendar, the Grand Duchess of the Southern Border, Harianne, went out to sea for fun and disappeared for three days.

When she returned, she looked rather haggard, as if she had been frightened by something.

The guards on the ship said that they encountered a black storm and got lost.

Keen continued to flip through and, as expected, discovered that about a year after the Grand Duchess's disappearance, she unexpectedly died of a sudden illness.

Keen closed the information and opened the Gunter family's major events record next to it.

Comparing the time, three years after Harianne's death, the Grand Duke also passed away, followed by the Grand Duke's son taking over, who was Krug Gunter's father.

It all matched up pretty well.

The conjecture in Keen's mind had been verified.

Next was to force out this Gian Baron!

He immediately took out the communication stone, contacted Adair, and arranged something for her.

Afterward, he no longer mentioned going to Silvermoon Shoal and stayed with Asina and Melantha at the residence arranged for them by the Redstone County Chief.

Every day, he helped Asina sort out the intricate relationships between various officials and nobles in the Southern Border, and at night, he tried various new tricks with Melantha, having a great time.

Finally, a decree came from Florence:

“Investigate all industries of the original Gunter family. The industries will be taken over by the Royal Guard.”

Attached was a list of industries, and Silvermoon Shoal was shockingly on the list.

After receiving this news, Cohen took Melantha and Asuna and secretly left Redstone County.

… …

Bell Polk is the county head of Fontaine County in the Southern Territory, and has a layer of in-law relationship with the original Grand Duke Gunter family.

Or it can be said that those who can become the chief administrative officer at the county level in the Southern Territory have more or less a connection with the Gunter family.

When the Southern Territory rebelled, Bell Polk knew himself well and did not participate in any rebellion.

In addition, their relationship with the Gunter family was relatively distant, so Bell was not affected when the Gunter family's forces were liquidated.

Late at night, in Bell's mansion, he stood respectfully beside a strange middle-aged man, whispering something.

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After speaking, the middle-aged man raised his head slightly, revealing a handsome face full of the special charm of a middle-aged man.

After a brief silence, a low voice sounded, with a hint of imperceptible coldness:

“Why suddenly send the Forbidden Army to take over the Gunter family's property?

Didn’t we already discuss that the administrative heads of each region would be responsible for taking over the less important industries?”

Bell sighed:

“Maybe the royal family is short of money again!

Not long ago, the Queen’s national duty report activity squeezed a large sum of military pay from many nobles.

I heard that Earl Auston of Helios Province donated most of his property to the royal family as a contribution.

The elite troops in His Majesty's hands are too expensive.”

The man snorted coldly and said indifferently:

“Does Effie need money?

Isn’t their King married to the heir of the wealthiest family on the continent?

With a flick of her lips, that Golden Winged Woman could probably bring him a mountain of gold.”

Bell smiled wryly, thinking to himself, who would think they have too much money?

He suppressed the thoughts in his mind, carefully grasping his tone, and said:

“Sir, if this is the case, Silvermoon Shoal will soon be taken over by the royal family. At that time, you may not be able to go to sea from here… …

The strange middle-aged man's face showed contemplation, and he said in a low voice:

“Can’t we work on it? A small fish farming industry, one more or one less, shouldn’t be a big problem.”

Bell looked embarrassed and said:

“It would be easy to talk to the provincial commissioner, but this time it’s the Royal Guard who are directly sent.

Every member of the Royal Guard has been passed down from generation to generation. From the root, they are the group of people who followed the ancestor Corleone to conquer the country.

I really can't find any connections there.

What's more, with the Queen's temperament and methods, I don't think anyone would risk helping us with this matter.”

The middle-aged man fell into deep thought again, and a hideous look faintly appeared on his handsome face in the dark night.

Bell hesitated for a moment and said:

“Sir, why must you go to sea from Silvermoon Shoal?

Besides here, there are other places in the Southern Territory where you can reach the Endless Sea. It is still possible to work with Golden Sail Port… …

The middle-aged man's voice was still very cold:

“Thanks to your family members who want to extend their lives, the military intelligence personnel have already detected traces of demons in the Southern Territory.

Detection magic circles have been secretly set up in all passages and ports, and Golden Sail Port is no exception. Can you get the detection magic circle to work?”

Bell was taken aback. He really didn't know this news.

The middle-aged man's voice returned to indifference:

“Which day is the next time the fishermen from Silvermoon Shoal go to sea?”

Bell wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought for a while and said:

“The morning of three days later.”

The middle-aged man then said:

“In three days, arrange a boat for me.

Also, prepare some space storage devices for me, the more the better.”

Bell responded repeatedly, then asked hesitantly:

“Sir, are you convenient recently?”

The middle-aged man glanced at Bell, his voice revealing a hint of playfulness:

“What, is someone else reluctant to die again?”

Bell's face showed embarrassment, and he was silent for a while before saying:

“My… my talent should have reached its limit. The sixth rank is the peak I can reach… …

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with sarcasm, and he said lightly:

“How many years of life do you want to extend?”

Bell couldn't help but widen his eyes, his voice a little hoarse:

“One hundred years!”

The middle-aged man glanced at Bell, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said calmly:

“With your physique, you can’t withstand such a large infusion of life energy.”

Bell's face turned pale and asked:

“Then how long can I extend it at most?”

The middle-aged man spat out a number:

“Thirty years.”

Bell slumped down all of a sudden. This number was too far from his mental estimate.

But he had no choice. Seeing this posture, the person in front of him was about to leave Redstone County at any time. If he didn't hurry, he might not even be able to extend these thirty years.

The middle-aged man reminded:

“I won’t leave here for a short time. You handle my affairs first.”

Bell nodded quickly and said:

“Please rest assured, sir, I will arrange everything.”

… …

In the early morning three days later, at Silvermoon Shoal, Bell led the handsome middle-aged man to a fishing boat that was preparing to go out to sea.

The middle-aged man looked at the crew members on the boat and asked:

“Are these people reliable?”

Bell patted his chest and assured:

“Don’t worry, sir, these people are all my confidants and subordinates, and I guarantee they won’t leak any news.”

The middle-aged man nodded, boarded the boat, and sailed towards the depths of the Endless Sea.

The sea is like an endless piece of dark blue silk, merging with the lead-gray sky on the distant horizon, making the boundary blurred and difficult to distinguish.

The sea breeze carries a salty and humid breath, whistling past.

A fishing boat is sailing on the vast sea, and the hull is slightly swaying by the waves.

The middle-aged man stood on the deck, his sight seeming to penetrate the endless waves and cast into the deepest part of the sea.

As time passed, the captain walked onto the deck and said to the middle-aged man:

“Sir, if we go further, we will be approaching the waters of the Endless Sea. I heard that pirates often appear there, and there are even many powerful magical beasts.

Shall we continue forward?”

The middle-aged man said calmly:

“Continue forward, and we’ll talk about it when we reach the Endless Sea.”

The captain's face became unsightly, but County Chief Bell had told them before he left to obey this person's command in everything, so he had to complain secretly in his heart.

He directed the crew to continue sailing forward.

After sailing for a while, the fishing boat seemed to be approaching a special sea area. The originally turbulent sea surface seemed to become docile here, and the waves were not so violent.

But the more this happened, the crew members on the fishing boat felt a little palpitation.

This is already the sea area of the Endless Sea. They have also heard many rumors about this mysterious sea area full of dangers and opportunities.

Just as the captain was considering whether to ask the middle-aged man again, the middle-aged man took the initiative to speak:

“You stay here and don’t move until I come back.

I will probably need a day.”

The middle-aged man's words immediately relieved the captain, and he hurriedly replied:

“Okay, sir.”

The middle-aged man's eyes became much more solemn, staring at the seemingly calm sea in the distance, lightly stepped on the deck, turned into a golden light, and flew towards the depths of the sea.

Not far after flying out, the originally blue sky and calm sea suddenly changed.

The sky was instantly covered by heavy lead clouds, like ink recklessly rendering, engulfing all the light between heaven and earth.

The quiet sea also suddenly vibrated violently, and a sea monster as huge as a mountain emerged from the deep sea.

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and with a gentle wave of his palm, a pitch-black ray of light quickly slashed towards the monster.

This seemingly inconspicuous ray of light arrived above the monster's head in just an instant, and then concentrated in the center of the monster's huge body, without making a deafening explosion or a strong light flashing.

But soon, the monster's huge body slowly split open from the middle, as if it was being broken apart by a pair of invisible giant hands, splitting into two halves.

The two parts of the body slowly sank into the sea, and the cut was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut by the sharpest blade.

Blood gushed out from the cut at this moment, instantly dyeing the surrounding sea water blood red.

The middle-aged man didn't even look at the monster's corpse, his eyes without a trace of waves, he gently shook the cloak on his body, and muttered:

“Silver-level magical beasts have already appeared around the Endless Sea. It seems that this continent is really not far from complete turmoil… …

The middle-aged man gently stepped into the void, turned into a golden light, and continued to go deeper.

After flying for more than two hours with the strength of a golden-level transcendent, the middle-aged man finally stopped. At this moment, he seemed to have broken into another world. Looking as far as he could see, the sea was flashing with strange faint light, not the usual azure blue, but a deep purple, like a huge gemstone emitting a mysterious temptation.

The color of the sky is also very strange. In the distance, huge sea fog is like a white city wall, separating this sea area from the outside world.

Suddenly, a chilling and gloomy aura quietly rolled over, and several demersal magic fish broke out of the water, carrying large swaths of water.

The demersal magic fish are more than one person tall, with slender bodies covered with slippery scales, and powerful tails. The water flow stirred up by the left and right swings is like small whirlpools.

The magic fish swam around the man, without any intention of attacking.

The middle-aged man waved his hand slightly, and the magic fish sank back into the seabed. He was about to follow the magic fish into the sea when a young voice suddenly sounded:

“Such obedient demersal magic fish, you must have cultivated them for many years.

Giliwos Gian!