My queen is rebelling!

Keen's move was obviously far beyond Claire's imagination.

She couldn't understand why, even though he was sealed like her, without any magical power, he could still use such terrifying fighting skills?

Keen didn't give Claire time to think.

Even with his magic sealed, he still had the Dragon Force to use, and it was more than enough to deal with a Legendary-tier being with sealed magic.

Keen gripped the dagger and stabbed directly at Claire's face.

Instantly, the mask Claire was wearing shattered, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face.

It still held deep shock and fear.

Keen revealed himself again, his gaze undisguised as he sized up Claire's face, admiring her beauty, and said with a smile:

"So beautiful, almost as beautiful as my wife!"

Claire was both shocked and angry, and this time, what appeared in her hand wasn't an ice cone, but a scale shimmering with golden light.

Keen didn't give her any chance to resist, his figure flashed, and he arrived behind Claire, a rope appearing in his hand, wrapping around her exquisite curves, firmly binding Claire.

Claire's face was full of shame and anger, she bit her silver teeth and roared:

"Bastard, let me go!"

Keen used one hand to lift Claire's chin, the woman's face was filled with unyielding anger.

The scent of the ocean's freshness and natural fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, further arousing a trace of twisted desire in Keen's heart.

It had been a long time since he had tasted meat!

Keen leaned in gently, his face almost touching Claire's eyelashes, and whispered in her ear:

"Do you know what you lack compared to my wife?"

Claire's eyes flashed with cold light, and she said coldly:

"Let me go, I have never had a partner, nor do I meet the requirements of a soul of chastity.

Killing me won't help!"

Keen blew a breath into Claire's crystal ear and whispered:

"Yes, that's it.

It's precisely because you've never tasted the taste of love that you lack the charm of a mature woman, and I can help you add that!"

Claire couldn't help but widen her eyes, obviously understanding what Keen was saying, and roared:

"You... shameless!

Let me go, you bastard, do you know who I am... Ah..."

A scream of shame and anger came from Claire's throat.

A few sparkling tears flashed in Claire's eyes, her face with grievance and strong resentment.

Keen moved his hand away from Claire's chest, his tone becoming much colder:

"Say it again!"

"You!"

"I... I'm sorry!"

Keen reached out and wiped away the tears on Claire's cheeks, his tone much softer:

"Well, that's right.

You have to admit your mistakes, and stand straight when you're beaten!"

Claire turned her head away from him, pursing her red lips tightly, her whole body exuding coldness.

Keen pinched Claire's chin and turned her face back, saying:

"Unconvinced?"

Claire glared at Keen, without saying a word.

Whether in her previous life or this life, Claire, who had always been aloof and dignified, and well-bred, had never been subjected to such humiliation.

This unprecedented experience filled Claire's heart with intense and complex emotions.

Keen let go and said lightly:

"It seems you still haven't figured out the situation.

Don't you know how attractive you are to a normal adult male?

In principle, I don't want to force girls to do that kind of thing, but if you insist on not cooperating, I can appropriately change my principles."

Claire's beautiful jade face suddenly turned pale, her eyes flashing with fear and panic, she bit her red lip, and a deep sense of bitterness and grievance spread from the bottom of her heart.

After a brief silence, she asked in a hoarse voice:

"What exactly do you want to do!

I've already apologized."

Keen asked:

"It's very simple, give up your soul defense, release your soul, I need to imprint something."

Keen originally wanted to directly sign a master-servant contract with her, but now that his cultivation was sealed and he couldn't use magic, he could only let her actively release her soul and imprint a rune deep in her soul that could control her from betraying him in the future.

Claire was so angry that her breathing stagnated, and she roared:

"Wishful thinking, kill me!"

Claire, who had lived two lives, naturally knew the price of releasing her soul. If he secretly did something to her, wouldn't she become his slave in the future?

That would be even more uncomfortable than killing her.

Keen shook his finger:

"I can't bear to kill such a beauty.

I will try my best to persuade you, and if I can't persuade you, I'll just have to sleep with you.

You weigh it yourself, is it better to be persuaded by me directly, or to be slept with."

Claire clenched her fists, her heart filled with despair.

Now she was bound so tightly by Keen that she couldn't even commit suicide.

Looking at Claire, who was ashen-faced, Keen thought, I've played enough, it wouldn't be good if I really broke her.

What he wanted was an Ocean Empress who could unify the sea race in the future, not his plaything or slave.

Keen coughed lightly, his tone becoming much softer:

"Alright, Miss Salgado, I'm just joking with you, don't be so nervous.

I won't do anything to your soul, I'm just signing an equal cooperation agreement."

Hearing the surname Salgado, Claire's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Keen in disbelief, even forgetting her current situation, and asked:

"You... who exactly are you, how do you know my this life..."

Claire suddenly stopped talking.

Keen grabbed Claire's hand, which was secretly trying to break free from the rope, gently stroking the red marks on it, and said:

"Stop struggling, this rope is made of Dragon Force.

This place can only seal magic, it can't seal Dragon Force.

The more you struggle, the tighter the rope gets."

Keen paused, then continued what Claire had just said:

"Are you very curious, how I know your true identity in this life?

The daughter of Flint Salgado, the former Lieutenant General of the Royal Navy of the Southern Territory Empire, Claire Salgado?"

Claire was caught in a huge shock and couldn't extricate herself. She couldn't understand why a pirate in the Northwest Sea would have such a clear grasp of her information.

Suddenly, she thought of the experience of being peeped into the past that she had noticed not long ago.

Could it be that he was spying on her past at that time?

The more Claire thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and her face became inexplicably complicated, and she asked:

"It's you, you were the one who asked the saint of the Prophecy Church to spy on my past, right?"

Keen raised his eyebrows slightly, released Claire's slender hand, and said with a smile:

"You're really smart, yes, it was me."

"Why?

Why did you spend so much to divine my past!

Who exactly are you?

The saints of the Prophecy Church are not so easy to mobilize!"

Keen replied with a smile:

"It's very simple, because I know your father!

To be precise, it's your father in this life, Flint Salgado.

He is now my direct subordinate!

As for my true identity, you don't need to know it for the time being."

Hearing this, a huge wave was instantly set off in Claire's heart.

Complex emotions suddenly surged on her face, so the other party actually knew her father!

Claire fell into a deathly silence.

As for her father in this life, the father-daughter relationship was definitely real.

But the heavy burden she bore didn't allow her to take care of personal feelings, and besides, if her true situation was spread out, the mermaid race would not accept a human daughter as the clan leader.

Seeing that Claire's attitude had softened, Keen seized the opportunity and continued:

"Your father is doing very well under me, and I didn't treat you roughly because you are his daughter."

Claire's expression stagnated, she bit her shell teeth, and said fiercely:

"Didn't treat me roughly!

Then what are you doing now!"

Keen shrugged and said:

"Look at yourself, from the time you were captured by me until now, have I touched you?

If I hadn't seen that you were Flint's daughter, I would have taken you on the spot."

Claire snorted, knowing that the other party had such a close relationship with her father, she inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly thought that this bastard must have been scaring her before.

If he really dared to tarnish her, how would the other party face her father?

Not to mention that the other party was a pirate with no moral bottom line, an ordinary person would have been ruined long ago.

And the relationship with her father...

This mysterious pirate leader was indeed somewhat different.

Claire couldn't help but think of that prophecy again.

Could it be that the so-called bond was to let the other party imprint a mark deep in her soul?

If the prophecy referred to this, the other party should not be disadvantageous to her.

After a long period of contemplation, Claire bit her red lip and asked in a muffled voice:

"What is your way to leave the cage, you can't sacrifice your own soul."

Seeing Claire speak, Keen breathed a sigh of relief, asking this question meant that the other party's attitude had softened.

Being able to persuade Claire was the best, if he really had to force her, it would be difficult to explain to Flint in the future.

He was still counting on Flint to be his naval commander.

Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Cohen asked a seemingly unrelated question:

"Do you know what relationship your ancestor, the Sea Clan King Octavian, had with the ancient Pirate King Leonard?"

After Cohen's reminder, Claire instantly thought of something, a hint of astonishment appearing on her beautiful face, and she couldn't help but ask:

"You mean... you wouldn't be thinking... that's too absurd.

Are you sure?"

Cohen shrugged and said:

"This is the only way, otherwise they are setting up a dead end.

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If that's the case, maybe the two of us will become a pair of doomed lovers."

Claire's face turned slightly red, and she spat lightly:

"Dream on!"

Claire quickly realized that she had lost her composure a bit, as if she was flirting with him.

She quickly removed the expression on her face and returned to her cold demeanor.

Cohen chuckled and said:

"Don't worry, even if it's a dead end, I have a way to take you out of here.

So, Miss Claire, can you release your soul?"

A strange light appeared in Claire's eyes, and she said in a deep voice:

"I have three conditions."

"Please speak."

"First, I want to know who you are!"

Cohen didn't think much and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, but you have to keep it a secret."

Claire nodded slightly, then continued:

"Second, you can't tell anyone about the mark you imprinted!

The relationship between us must be kept absolutely secret!"

"No problem."

"Third, you can't force me to do things that violate my bottom line and principles!"

"Of course, I am a gentleman and never take advantage of others."

Claire looked down at the rope tightly binding her body and snorted coldly.

Cohen explained:

"If you didn't have murderous intentions towards me, I wouldn't have done this.

Put yourself in my shoes, if I wanted to kill you and you caught me, what would you do to me?

I've only tied you up, which is already treating you well enough."

Claire glared at Cohen and said:

"I hope you keep your word!"

After speaking, she slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her smooth cheeks.

Not long after, a soft blue light appeared on Claire's full chest, like the purest gem in the deep sea, slowly spreading to her whole body.

Immediately afterwards, a miniature mermaid-like spirit slowly separated from her body.

The outline of the spirit was hazy and filled with a sacred glow, seemingly carrying a faint mist of water, light and ethereal.

The fishtail was condensed from crystal clear blue light, each scale shimmering with a dreamlike color.

Gently swaying, it brought up wisps of light, like tiny starlight.

Cohen was shocked by the beautiful and dreamlike scene in front of him.

Then he took a breath and concealed the amazement in his eyes, holding the dagger, he came to the spirit and engraved an exclusive mark.

Claire felt a throbbing in the depths of her soul, a kind of indescribable strange feeling.

"Okay!"

Claire took back her soul, opened her eyes, and her expression became extremely complicated.

Cohen waved his hand gently and took away the ropes tied to Claire's body.

Claire quickly straightened the wrinkled clothes on her body that Cohen had messed up, and reached out to slap Cohen's face.

Cohen chanted a spell, and Claire immediately felt as if her sensitive areas were being grabbed by someone, her whole body instantly becoming soft and weak, and an alluring tremor involuntarily escaped from her throat.

She bit her silver teeth and said angrily:

"You... what kind of rune did you cast on me!"

Cohen was also a little surprised to see Claire's reaction.

The rune he imprinted in the depths of Claire's soul was called "Malice Prohibition."

Simply put, it means that the other party cannot have malicious behavior towards oneself, otherwise there will be a certain backlash.

The greater the malice, the more severe the backlash.

Cohen had never used it before, and didn't know that the backlash would be so strange.

Cohen coughed lightly and explained the general effect of the rune to Claire, and then said:

"As long as you don't have so much malice towards me, this rune won't do anything to you."

Claire glared at Cohen fiercely and said:

"You should fulfill your promise!"

Cohen didn't go back on his word, reached out and took off his demon mask, revealing a young and handsome face.

Claire was also surprised by Cohen's youth, and then felt that this person's face was a little familiar?

Suddenly, she remembered the keepsake stone that her aunt Karina had given her before she left!

Claire blurted out:

"King of Effie, Cohen Corleone?"

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, touched his face, and said with no small amount of pride:

"I didn't expect my current popularity to be so high, even the merfolk in the southern region of the Endless Sea can recognize me at a glance?"

Claire looked at the man in front of her with a complicated expression, never expecting that her aunt's previous reminder would actually come true, and she really met the recently popular King of Effie.

Seeing Cohen, Claire became more and more convinced of the correctness of that prophecy.

Perhaps only this kind of man has the ability to help her unify the Sea Clan.

Claire concealed the complicated emotions in her heart and said lightly:

"Your Majesty Corleone, there are already many famous beauties from the mainland in your harem, I hope you don't set your sights on me."

Cohen was stunned when he heard this, does he now have the image of a lecherous king in the eyes of outsiders?

Cohen put on his mask again and said unhappily:

"Remember, my identity must be kept secret, especially in the Northwest Sea, I am only the leader of the Crimson Raiders to the outside world."

Claire raised her slender eyebrows slightly and asked:

"Your Majesty Corleone, why don't you be a good king and come here to be a pirate, do you want to attack the Ceylon Kingdom from the sea."

Cohen glanced at Claire in surprise, this woman is narcissistic, domineering, arrogant, and has a bad temper, but this cleverness is really likable.

Claire noticed Cohen's strange gaze, and subconsciously shrank her body, then thought that she shouldn't be so weak, put on a straight face, and said in a deep voice:

"What, did I guess wrong?"

Cohen withdrew his gaze and said:

"Congratulations, you guessed right, but there's no prize."

Claire's eyes flickered slightly, her thoughts tumbling, and she secretly calculated in her heart.

She had also heard of the Ceylon Kingdom, which is the most powerful country with the deepest foundation and the strongest national strength in the Northwest Continent except for the two empires.

Cohen actually has the confidence to deal with such a country, which really surprised Claire.

Judging from Cohen's past deeds, this person would not take the initiative to attack if he didn't have sufficient confidence.

In other words, he is already prepared to annex the Ceylon Kingdom?

Claire's pupils sparkled with moving light, she was thinking, if she could join forces with Cohen, would she be able to get a share of the huge inheritance of the Ceylon Kingdom in the future!

The Tide Clan now urgently needs an opportunity to return to the Merfolk Royal Family!

Claire had a premonition that Cohen's national extermination operation was the Tide Clan's opportunity!

Claire licked her lips lightly, took a few steps towards Cohen, her voice with an imperceptible tenderness:

"Your Majesty Corleone, the Ceylon Kingdom is not easy to deal with, I wonder if you need a strong ally?"

Cohen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Claire deeply, and said calmly:

"I wonder what kind of ally Chief Claire is talking about?"

Claire's eyes were filled with determination, and she said:

"Our Tide Clan can provide Effie with three legendary transcendents and three thousand 'elite' underwater columns.

To help Your Majesty Corleone dominate the entire Northwest Sea.

After Effie officially takes action against the Ceylon Kingdom, our Tide Clan can also contribute money, people, and efforts to support His Majesty's war!"

Cohen stared at Claire.

In just a few minutes after learning his identity, she can have such a clear understanding of the situation in the entire Northwest Continent, and quickly make a bet that can be called at the cost of the entire clan.

This wisdom, courage, and decisiveness... can only be said that she is worthy of being the future Ocean Empress!

Cohen's eyes flashed with light—this woman is becoming more and more charming, and has aroused the desire to conquer in his heart.

He replied:

"Sounds good, what price do we need to pay?"

Claire said in a deep voice:

"There is only one condition, to help the Tide Clan return to the Merfolk Royal Family."

Cohen asked:

"How do you need help?"

Claire said in a deep voice:

"The Merfolk Clan has a sacred object passed down from generation to generation, the Tear of Eternity.

It is equivalent to the spiritual totem of the entire Merfolk Clan, and can also summon ancient sages to fight when the Merfolk Clan is in crisis.

The Tear of Eternity has been in the hands of the three major royal families of the Merfolk Clan in rotation, in a cycle of one hundred years.

Our Tide Clan was one of the three major royal families before.

More than a hundred years ago, while the Tide Clan was guarding the Tear of Eternity, it was attacked by the Naga Clan.

The entire clan suffered heavy losses, and even the sacred object, the Tear of Eternity, was mostly destroyed.

The other two major royal families, the Lan Clan and the Bitao Clan, had long been unwilling to see our Tide Clan in the first place, so they took the opportunity to unite many small clans and suggested to the Merfolk Clan Joint Council that our royal qualifications be temporarily suspended.

At that time, the clan also suffered heavy losses, and had no choice but to accept the decision of the Joint Council.

And if you want to revoke this decision and return to the Merfolk Royal Family, unless you can completely repair the inherited sacred object."

A thoughtful look appeared in Cohen's eyes, and he said:

"You want me to help you repair this sacred object?"

Claire's eyes flashed with cold light, and her tone was filled with bone-chilling coldness:

"No, I want you to join forces with me in the name of repairing the sacred object, kill into the Merfolk Clan, dissolve the Merfolk Clan Joint Council, and destroy the Lan Clan and the Bitao Clan!

The future Merfolk Clan does not need to be divided into so many clans, only one voice from this queen is enough!"