My queen is rebelling!

Andre left?

Cohen looked at the message from Tang Nuo and sneered.

Andre must have reached some kind of deal with Sandro.

Leaving at this time should mean the deal is done. It seems I need to find some time to meet this Second Young Master of the Southern Border.

Late at night, in front of Old John's Tavern, a child ran to the counter and gave Mr. Duke's name.

Although the tavern's staff was puzzled, they handed over a heavy package to the child.

Cohen, lurking in the shadows, sneered. This guy is quite cautious.

Cohen followed the child unhurriedly. In the darkness, the child twisted and turned, disappearing into a back alley.

He handed the package to a young noble.

Cohen followed and took a look, and was immediately amused.

It was actually Sandro Gunter!

The one who offered 10,000 gold coins to assassinate his alter ego, the 'Lord of Shadows,' was actually the Second Son of the Southern Border Duke!

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded:

"Second Young Master, why aren't you staying at home in the middle of the night? What are you running around for?"

Hearing the voice, Sandro's face turned pale instantly, his body tensed, and he looked towards the source of the voice. A huge fear gripped his heart.

Cohen, wearing a mask, smiled faintly:

"What's wrong? Have you forgotten me after just a few days?

Didn't you offer 10,000 gold coins to assassinate me? Tsk tsk, quite the generous gesture!

Are people from the Southern Border all so rich?"

Sandro suddenly came to his senses, his eyes filled with horror, his voice distorted by extreme shock:

"It's... it's you... You're also a member of the Black Tomb!"

Cohen sneered:

"Black Tomb 'Silver Rank 207,' oh no, I should be 'Gold Rank Shadow' now. Greetings, Second Young Master of the Southern Border."

Sandro felt a great sense of absurdity. The assassin he hired to assassinate the 'Lord of Shadows' was actually the 'Lord of Shadows' himself.

Could there be anything more dramatic and absurd in the world?

He suddenly realized something and was about to shout for help when a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his head, and he lost consciousness.

Hogg Prince looked indifferently at the corpse-like Sandro and asked:

"How should we deal with him? Just kill him directly?"

Cohen shook his head:

"Not so fast. Let's take him back first. I'm very curious about what Andre discussed with this kid.

Judging from his condition just now, he seemed quite excited!"

When Sandro woke up, he found three people standing around him.

A burly middle-aged man whose face was unclear, the masked 'Lord of Shadows,' and a cute lady dressed as a warlock.

Cohen gave a light 'huh' sound:

"Not dead yet? Give him another hit."

Sandro's eyes were filled with panic and horror, his voice distorted by extreme fear:

"Don't... don't kill me! I'm the son of the Southern Border Duke. If you kill me, you won't be able to escape!"

Cohen let out a chilling laugh:

"What is the Southern Border Duke? There are more turtles in Emerald Lake than people like him.

We even dare to assassinate your king. What qualifications do you think you have to stop us from killing you?"

Sandro's legs went weak, and he couldn't stop himself from falling. He sobbed and cried:

"I... I have money, I have a lot of money. I can redeem my life."

Cohen shook his head:

"If we kill you, wouldn't the money on you be ours? Not very attractive."

Cohen looked at Sandro cowering in the corner, secretly cursing him as trash. He had no choice but to give him a hint:

"However, we in the Black Tomb are quite interested in some of the situations in Effiein. Do you have any important information that can buy your life?"

Sandro immediately grabbed at the lifeline and said:

"Yes, I do! I know that the Kingdom of Ceylon wants to incite my father to rebel!

Does that count?"

Cohen's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked:

"Was it the person you were with during the day?"

Sandro's face was horrified:

"You... you were already monitoring me."

Cohen snorted coldly:

"I told you to answer the question, not ask questions. If you don't want to answer..."

"Yes, it was him. His name is Andre, and he is the special envoy of the Third Prince of the Kingdom of Ceylon."

Looking at Sandro's bean-like confession, Cohen inexplicably felt a sense of boredom.

If his opponents were all this kind of stuff, it would be too unchallenging.

"How did he incite you? You talked for so long, there must be some kind of plan."

Sandro immediately hesitated.

Cohen said coldly:

"Kill him."

"No, I'll talk, I'll talk!

Andre promised to provide our Southern Border with a thousand 'elite-level' troops, [Ceylon's Oath].

To help us enter the capital to defend the king and quell the rebellion of the demon queen.

He also promised that once the rebellion was quelled, the Kingdom of Ceylon would default to our Gunter family ascending the throne..."

Nefertis, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke:

"He's still hiding something."

Sandro's eyes widened, and his eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets.

Cohen sneered:

"I forgot to introduce you. This is the [Mind Warlock]. If you play any more tricks, you'll have to say goodbye to this world."

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Despair appeared in Sandro's eyes, and a hoarse voice came from his throat:

"He... he also gave me an Elven Sacred Fruit, saying that there was some kind of formation sealed inside.

It can detonate the injuries on my brother's body, creating the illusion that his old injuries relapsed and he died at the hands of the Queen.

If the Southern Border's first heir dies, Father will definitely not let it go.

With the support of the Kingdom of Ceylon, he can persuade Father to send troops to rebel."

Hearing this, Hogg Prince let out bursts of cold laughter:

"What a scene of brotherly love and respect, Sandro, you can be considered a character to be able to do this."

Hogg Prince's sarcasm seemed to stir up Sandro's few remaining bloodiness, and he shouted loudly:

"I just want to kill him! I just want him to die!

Why is it that all the good things from childhood to adulthood are his!

He wants to snatch the toys I like.

He wants to snatch the women I like.

What is he? Showing off his pitiful talent all day long.

A toad wants to eat swan meat. He babbles nonsense outside, causing disaster and having his arm broken.

But I have to risk my life to get medicine for him!

Why? I just don't have good talent, and I haven't done anything harmful. Why does everyone have to revolve around him!"

Cohen clicked his tongue lightly, looking at the somewhat crazy Sandro.

He secretly thought that this Andre was really ruthless, forcing the brothers to kill each other.

If it weren't for Andre's bewitchment these past few days, the always cowardly Sandro would never have had this idea.

What a cunning and fierce fox!

Also, it's much easier to control Sandro, this trash, if he comes to power than his brother.

What's more, once Sandro succeeds, he will be holding the other party's handle in his hand, what a perfect plan.

Cohen searched Sandro's body for the Elven Sacred Fruit, but he couldn't see anything unusual just by looking at the outside.

Listening to Sandro's roar, Cohen put the Elven Sacred Fruit back on him and said slowly:

"Yes, why.

Second Young Master, you did the right thing. If you don't fight for some things, people will think you don't want them.

So, you still have to fight for what you should fight for!"

Sandro stared at Cohen with wide eyes, unable to say a word.

Cohen chuckled lightly:

"It's just that I think Andre is not a good thing either. He supports you to come to power probably just because he thinks you are more suitable to be a puppet!"

Sandro said in a low voice:

"Then... then you mean I can go back?"

Cohen said:

"Of course, not only do you have to go back, but you also have to continue to act according to Andre's instructions, but you will have one more superior in the future!"

Sandro was not a fool. Cohen's words clearly meant that he wanted him to work for him in the future.

Sandro nodded heavily:

"I promise!"

Cohen smiled faintly:

"Just saying it verbally is not enough!"

As he said that, he snapped his fingers, Nefertis chanted a spell softly, and the legendary ring "Insight" on her finger emitted a faint glow. Soon, a black rose slowly appeared.

Then, in Sandro's horrified gaze, it drilled into his body.