My queen is rebelling!

Chapter 75: The Quickest Way to Get Promoted – Eliminate All Your Superiors!

Although still harboring doubts, Isabella was persuaded by Cohen's resolute tone.

This young king had already done too many shocking things, compared to scheming against the saints of Black Tomb, manipulating the Cardinal of the Church of Light, and snatching a dragon egg in front of everyone.

Conquering the "Lost Land" seemed not so unbelievable.

Cohen's confidence naturally had its reasons.

Due to the collapse of the rules in the "Lost Land", even legendary transcendents could not deploy their domains there.

Their combat power was at most equivalent to a few gold ranks.

In the "Lost Land", the most dangerous things were not the transcendents.

But rather the harsh environment and unknown mutated magical beasts.

Therefore, the most valuable thing there was detailed information about such things.

With the great weapon of the previous life's "game forum", even if Cohen had not been to many places in the "Lost Land", he was very familiar with the magic traps and mutated magical beasts there.

After forming a team, it would not be too difficult to lead people to establish a force there that could ensure the smooth flow of trade routes.

Finally, the time had come for a complete farewell. A bright smile appeared on Isabella's face, and she extended her hand:

"Happy cooperation, and I look forward to our next meeting, Your Majesty Corleone!"

Cohen firmly grasped her hand:

"I also look forward to it very much, Miss Winser!"

...

"Sir, this is a portion of the translated list. According to the introduction above, these are all spies from the Ceylon Kingdom."

In the Rose Lane villa, Cohen took the files translated by Nephthys.

After telling the other party how to parse the information, Cohen handed the blue box to the sorceress.

These days, the sorceress had been working tirelessly to parse the information in the box.

Currently, it seemed that the results were good. Sorcerers were a type of person with extremely high intelligence attributes, and parsing these things was not difficult for Nephthys; she got started quickly.

Cohen picked up the files and browsed them, secretly amazed.

"Phantom Corpse" was definitely a talent for espionage work.

In the Ceylon Kingdom alone, his claws had already reached the core of the royal family—there were informants around several of the kingdom's heirs.

Cohen put away the information and encouraged the hardworking sorceress.

The communication stone vibrated, and Cohen took it out.

It was a message from Donohue, the nephew of Snape Middleton and his close guard:

"Your Majesty, I have news about the person you are looking for.

He is currently with Sandro Gaunt, the second son of the Southern Territory Duke.

He is staying at the official guesthouse in Florence."

Cohen's eyebrows twitched. As expected, this Andre had not deliberately concealed his whereabouts.

Cohen took out the Black Tomb's special communication stone again. He still remembered that a client had placed a 10,000 gold coin commission to assassinate him.

After thinking for a while, Cohen clicked "Abandon Mission" on the communication stone.

Soon, the "Salesman" column sent a message.

Seeing the "Salesman" pop-up flashing, Cohen's eyes deepened.

This "Salesman" was indeed not to be underestimated. He did not expect that the great battle a few days ago had allowed him to escape.

Cohen looked at the information:

"'Silver Rank Two-Zero-Seven'? You're still alive?"

Cohen replied:

"Yes, I see that many comrades cannot be contacted. Has something happened?"

There was a long silence on the other side, and then a paragraph of text was sent:

"A major event has occurred. In the entire Northwest Continent, all the 'Gold Ranks' have been wiped out.

As for the 'Silver Ranks', the current losses are still being tallied, and the situation is estimated to be not optimistic.

I only saw your application to abandon the mission that I knew you were still alive."

Cohen asked knowingly:

"The legendary elders should still have news of my survival, right?"

The other side simply replied with three words:

"All dead."

Soon after, he continued:

"You were right to abandon the mission. This 'Lord of Shadows' played an important role in the great battle a few days ago.

Currently, his danger level has risen directly, and this mission is voided.

I am not in the Northwest Continent now. I will send you the client's deposit later, and you contact the client to return the money.

In addition, I am now temporarily raising your rank to Gold Rank. From now on, you will be a Gold Rank killer in the Northwest Headquarters.

You can independently develop Silver Rank and Bronze Rank subordinates."

Cohen's eyebrows twitched. He was promoted so quickly.

Sure enough, the quickest way to get promoted is to eliminate your superiors.

"Okay."

"The main focus now is on lurking. I will not assign any more tasks to you until your new superior arrives.

You can choose a new single-character code name for yourself as the title of a Gold Rank killer."

Cohen considered for a while and said:

"Then use the character 'Shadow'."

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"Okay, from now on, you are the Gold Rank 'Shadow' of 'Black Tomb'!"

After ending the conversation with the "Salesman", Cohen sent a message to that client:

"My department has recently undergone major changes, and the mission cannot be completed on time. The deposit is placed at the front desk of the Old John Tavern.

Tell the other party that it is a package left by Mr. Duke, and they can take the deposit.

I am very sorry for failing to complete the mission. Please do not give a bad review."

...

At the official guesthouse in Florence, Andre had a gentle smile on his face, holding a piece of Elven Sacred Fruit in his hand.

Sandro seemed to be somewhat embarrassed:

"Mr., after all, the Elven Sacred Fruit was brought back through my hands. If it is really found out, my suspicion will definitely be the greatest!"

Andre softly comforted:

"The Second Young Master can rest assured that even a Legendary Rank would not be able to see through the tricks in this.

Let me tell you the truth, this Elven Sacred Fruit contains a hidden formation.

Normal people will not have any side effects from taking it.

Only when exposed to the ultimate ice-type magic will it be instantly detonated.

Once your elder brother takes it, the remaining ice-type elemental power in his body will suddenly erupt.

Anyone who sees it will say that he died from a relapse of old injuries."

The look on Sandro's face improved a lot.

Seeing Sandro begin to waver, Andre continued to bewitch him:

"I have already reported your situation to our Third Prince.

The Third Prince is very optimistic about you and thinks you are more suitable to be the Lord of the Southern Territory, and even to become the King of Effie in the future.

The Third Prince said that if the Second Young Master agrees, these thousand [Ceylon Oaths] will completely obey your orders!"

King of Effie!

Sandro's breathing suddenly became rapid!

A hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He returned the Elven Sacred Fruit that Andre had already given him.

Taking the carefully crafted Elven Sacred Fruit from Andre's hand was like grasping the key to the throne.

Just as they were talking, Sandro received a message from Cohen.

After reading the content, Sandro exclaimed in surprise:

"Mr. Andre, the Black Tomb killer Silver Rank Two-Zero-Seven you mentioned is withdrawing the mission and returning the deposit!"

Andre did not look surprised and said calmly:

"This is normal. His superiors are all dead, and it is estimated that there are not many people left in Black Tomb in the entire Northwest Continent.

He is also starting to get scared, of course he has to quickly cancel the mission and go into hiding.

It's nothing big, you go there tonight and get the deposit back."

Sandro relaxed and said again:

"Mr., are you planning to leave?"

Andre nodded:

"I have been out for a long time, and it is time to go back and report the situation of this trip to the Third Prince."

Sandro quickly got up to see him off:

"Mr., I wish you a safe journey."

Andre smiled, changed into the attire of an ordinary merchant, and left Florence.