My queen is rebelling!

Discovered?

Impossible?

Her expression just now didn't seem fake; she didn't connect me to the 'Master of Shadows' at all.

Besides, I've been very careful. My voice, movements, and demeanor are completely different from my persona.

Only the figures are somewhat similar.

But most teenagers have similar builds.

Logically speaking, who would suspect that a king with the mentality of a six-year-old, living in the secluded palace all day, would, like a mercenary, discard his dignity and pride and participate in brutal gladiatorial combat outside?

Moreover, provoking legends, fighting beyond his level, and showing off to slap faces – he goes all out.

Who would make that connection?

How did Isabella suddenly figure it out?

The handshake…

Could it be because of the physical contact?

Yes, I did shake hands with Isabella when I said goodbye yesterday.

Could it be?

She stared intently into Cohen's eyes, as if trying to find a trace of familiar gaze within them.

Unfortunately, Cohen's adjustment ability was very rapid.

Realizing that he might be discovered, he immediately put on a blank expression and looked anxiously at the Queen beside him.

A perfect image of a bullied child.

Adel also looked suspicious, wondering why Isabella was holding Cohen's hand and not letting go.

Grand Duke Roland cleared his throat, wondering why Isabella was suddenly so abnormal?

Holding someone else's husband's hand in front of the Queen – what would people think?

Isabella realized her gaffe, suppressed all her emotions, released his hand, and said softly:

"I just heard that His Majesty was afflicted by magic and was curious, so I tried to investigate. I apologize."

Adel and Grand Duke Roland dismissed their doubts, and the latter then said:

"By the way, I've also brought several mages who are proficient in mental magic to see if they can help Cohen get rid of this spell."

Gratitude appeared on Adel's face:

"Thank you very much, Your Highness."

Several archmages looked Cohen up and down, and after a moment, sighed slightly and said:

"We're very sorry, Your Highness, but we are powerless to help His Majesty the King with the magic on his body.

We can only vaguely sense the residual magic on His Majesty, but we can't find the core of the magic seal at all, so we can't talk about dispelling it.

This 'Memory Ice Seal' should be a legacy spell from the ancient Elven race. Having just heard Her Majesty the Queen say that His Majesty was afflicted by a spell from a scroll,

then I can confirm that this spell scroll definitely comes from an ancient Elven ruin.

Unless it's a Saint-level mage proficient in mental and ancient Elven magic, it will be difficult to remove."

The words of the archmages caused a hint of imperceptible gloom to appear on the Queen's face.

Isabella was also at a loss upon hearing this. Such a powerful spell – could she have guessed wrong?

It shouldn't be. Isabella has been proficient in body refinement since she was a child and is extremely sensitive to the level of body refinement within the Ninth Tier.

It's impossible to sense it incorrectly.

Cohen, on the side, was secretly laughing in his heart.

Of course, they couldn't find the core of the seal, because this spell had already been eroded by his vast memories from his previous life.

After the matters were discussed, the group had a grand luncheon and then left separately.

Only Isabella glanced deeply at Cohen before leaving.

…

Late at night, Cohen stared blankly at the communication stone Isabella had left him, on which was written a location and time.

Cohen sighed deeply, put on his mask, and went to the appointment.

When he arrived at the secret meeting place, Isabella was buried in reading some materials, with no emotion visible on her face.

Hearing the movement, her body trembled slightly. She raised her head, her gaze lingering on Cohen's mask for a long time.

Cohen said softly:

"I just said goodbye to Miss Wenzer yesterday, and we're meeting again so soon.

Did you ask me out late at night because there was something you forgot to say yesterday?"

Isabella's face was calm, her eyes filled with determination.

At this moment, she seemed to be the Golden Winged Woman, one of the five families of the 'Pale Wings,' high above.

A clear, cold voice rang out:

"Your Bronze Body refinement has reached over eighty percent, hasn't it?"

Cohen's gaze suddenly deepened. He seemed to know where he had slipped up.

Isabella was actually able to determine the refinement of his Bronze Body through physical contact.

She was the only person who had physical contact with both the 'Master of Shadows' and 'King Effiein'.

If she really had this ability, it would make sense for her to suspect his identity.

Cohen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't a particularly obvious loophole.

As long as he was careful in the future, he wouldn't be discovered by others.

Seeing Cohen's silence, Isabella continued:

"When I went to see your king today, I discovered that he also reached eighty percent refinement of his Bronze Body at the Second Tier.

Moreover, he's only sixteen years old. Don't you think that's quite a coincidence?"

Cohen chuckled dryly:

"It is quite a coincidence. I'll definitely go see him if I have the chance."

Isabella's burning gaze fell on Cohen's mask, and she let out a mocking sneer, raising the information in her hand:

"After I went back today, I checked the specific time of the Effiein royal family's attack.

Strangely, it coincided with the time the 'Master of Shadows' appeared."

Isabella slowly stood up, pacing gracefully. The words she uttered from her alluring red lips made Cohen more and more uneasy:

"I also used some means to find out some secrets that aren't really secrets in the palace:

For example, the time when His Majesty the King became transcendent and broke through to the Second Tier is surprisingly consistent with the 'Master of Shadows'.

For example, Prince Haug, who has never had a very good relationship with the king, has been in very close contact with the king recently.

Moreover, almost every time the 'Master of Shadows' appears, the king is not in the palace but is with Prince Haug."

Implicitly, Isabella's voice carried an indescribable emotion:

"Also, this 'Master of Shadows' seems to have a strange and special loyalty to the Effiein royal family, actually choosing to refuse the solicitations of the Golden Wings and the Pale Wings for the sake of a precarious royal family.

If these things are taken out individually, it seems that each one has a reasonable explanation.

But when connected together, combined with the fact that both are sixteen years old, both are at the Second Tier, and both have eighty percent refinement of their Bronze Bodies…

A bold and close-to-the-truth guess is easily formed."

Isabella had already come in front of Cohen, who could already smell the elegant fragrance emanating from the Golden Winged Woman.

Isabella said slowly, staring intently into Cohen's eyes:

"Then, shouldn't I change my address in the future?

For example, call you – His Majesty Corleone!"

Relief appeared in Cohen's eyes, and he took two steps back.

His right hand rose, his fingers slender and strong, drawing an elegant arc in the air, gently touching his chest and bowing.

His eyes carried a gentle smile, every courtesy was just right, like an ancient noble family passed down through generations, elegant and composed:

"Beautiful Miss Wenzer, Cohen Corleone, King of Effiein, expresses his sincere admiration and praise for your unparalleled wisdom!

The Golden Wing family will surely bloom with brilliant glory under your leadership!"

As the words fell, the 'Black-Veined Mask' disappeared, and a handsome face with a calm smile was reflected in the eyes of the Golden Winged Woman.

(Two lives in white clothes, damn it, and a second form. Does it have to be so heaven-defying?)