My queen is rebelling!

Hermann stood silently at the door for a few seconds, then quickly made a decision.

He pushed open the door, and a strange man wearing a golden mask with the "Black Tomb" insignia stood in the middle of the living room, examining his room with interest.

Several of his collected fine teas were scattered on the coffee table, one box even opened, with tea crumbs scattered on the surface.

He didn't seem at all like an outsider who had barged into someone else's home.

Cohen turned his gaze to Hermann, clicked his tongue, and said:

"For a single man's living environment, it seems a bit too tidy."

Hermann was secretly on guard, and said in a deep voice:

"A gold-level assassin from 'Black Tomb'?"

Cohen neither denied nor admitted it, only saying:

"How long has 'Phantom Corpse' been developing you?"

Hermann glanced out the window almost imperceptibly, abandoning the idea of resisting forcefully, and asked in a deep voice:

"How did you find out my identity?

'Phantom Corpse' wouldn't tell others about the secret agents they've developed!"

Cohen retracted his gaze, his eyes lingering on Hermann's expressionless face, his voice tinged with amusement:

"He certainly did before he died."

Hermann's muscles tensed, and a look of gravity appeared in his eyes:

"You're definitely not from 'Black Tomb'!"

Cohen expressed his appreciation for Hermann's composure, and asked:

"Is there a difference?"

After a wordless silence, Hermann relaxed his tense posture.

He walked to the living room as usual, poured himself a glass of warm water, and drank it all in one gulp.

His voice returned to calm, and he said slowly:

"'Phantom Corpse' guarantees that I will obtain a barony within ten years.

And break through to Legend within thirty years.

What can you bring me?"

Hermann's answer brought a slight smile to Cohen's face.

As expected, Hermann wasn't so loyal to "Phantom Corpse"!

"Black Tomb" was an organization composed of villains and thugs, so expecting loyalty from middle and lower-level members was laughable.

"Phantom Corpse" was able to win over so many secret agents solely through benefits.

The information about Hermann was obtained from the blue box seized from "Phantom Corpse's" territory.

Nephthys had deciphered most of the contents.

Among them, the most valuable fish in the Effein Kingdom was Hermann, who served as a personal secretary to the Grand Judge.

After learning of his existence, Cohen investigated his background in detail.

Born a commoner, with outstanding intelligence, he relied on his own efforts to be admitted to Effein's most famous university - the King's College of Law.

Hermann was also able to rise in one step, becoming the secretary of the cabinet minister.

Cohen did not directly answer Hermann's question, but instead asked:

"Did 'Phantom Corpse' bribe Baron Gore at the time?"

A cold look appeared in Hermann's eyes, as if he was very reluctant to mention his experience of being transferred back to the capital.

Cohen smiled faintly:

"It's not shameful for a passionate and ambitious young man to succumb to money and power."

Hermann took a deep breath, his face still expressionless:

"'Phantom Corpse' impersonated one of Gore's distant relatives and paved the way with 20,000 gold coins."

Cohen sneered:

"After all that effort, you're still just a secretary to a baron?

At the rate you're developing, when will you be able to marry that viscount's daughter?"

A strong emotional fluctuation finally surged onto Hermann's usually expressionless face.

Cohen continued to ruthlessly expose an obvious fact:

"What ten years, thirty years, by the time 'Phantom Corpse' fulfills its promise to you, your woman will probably be holding grandchildren."

The muscles on Hermann's face twitched violently, and he clenched his fists but remained silent, he really couldn't refute it.

But he had no choice, joining "Phantom Corpse" was already the most promising path he could see!

Cohen suddenly raised his voice:

"Follow me, and in a year, I'll take you to that bastard viscount's house.

And make him respectfully and obediently marry his daughter to you!"

Contempt gathered in Hermann's eyes, suppressing the ups and downs in his heart, he said calmly:

"That joke isn't funny at all."

Cohen slowly took off his mask, and said calmly amidst the other party's gradually horrified gaze:

"Do you still think I'm joking now?"

As the secretary of His Excellency the Grand Judge, Hermann had naturally seen the King of Effein.

Not to mention, the first page of Effein's officially released annual calendar was a portrait of the King and Queen.

He never imagined that behind the "Black Tomb" gold-level assassin mask, there would be such a face hidden!

The sudden appearance of His Majesty the King's face made it hard for Hermann to believe, falling into a huge sense of unreality.

For a moment, he felt that his brain, which was able to get into the nation's top academy, wasn't enough, and he stood stiffly in place.

Cohen said coldly:

"What? Do you think I'm being impersonated by 'Phantom Corpse'?"

Hermann came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed:

"Cabinet Grand Judge's Life Secretary Hermann Donaldson, greetings, Your Majesty!"

Cohen waved his hand, indicating that the other party didn't need to be so polite:

"Do you need me to prove my identity?"

Hermann smiled wryly:

"Your Majesty, please don't tease me, 'Phantom Corpse' is already dead, and he doesn't need to play tricks on me like this.

What's more—"

Hermann's gaze turned to the heavy darkness outside the window, and he continued:

"Apart from Your Majesty's personal presence, I really can't think of anyone else who could mobilize a Holy Knight of the Legend rank!"

Cohen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said:

"That's beyond my expectations, your perception is very keen.

It seems that Gore chose you not only because of those 20,000 gold coins from 'Phantom Corpse'."

Hermann didn't hide anything:

"It's a kind of talent of mine, I felt a powerful and upright aura firmly locking onto me as soon as I entered the door.

At first, I wasn't sure who the other party was, but after seeing Your Majesty, I knew.

This upright and fiery aura should come from the Holy Knight passed down through generations of the Corleone royal family!

If I'm not mistaken…"

Hermann bowed remotely towards the window:

"It should be His Royal Highness the Prince in attendance!"

Admiration appeared in Cohen's eyes, and he said:

"My promise still stands, follow me, and you will get everything you want, and even more."

Hermann was still in the midst of a tsunami of shock, and finally mustered the courage to ask:

"Your Majesty, why… why choose me?"

He was smart enough not to ask how Cohen had evaded the Saint-level "Memory Ice Seal", how he had become a gold-level assassin of "Black Tomb", or how he had obtained his file from "Phantom Corpse".

These were not questions he should ask.

20,000 gold coins could not make a cabinet minister appoint him as a secretary.

Knowing his place and knowing when to advance and retreat was the secret to his being able to stay by Baron Gore's side all along.

Cohen motioned for Hermann to sit down, and brewed a cup of tea with the tea leaves on the coffee table.

He handed it to Hermann in his apprehensive gaze, his voice unhurried:

"First, you are clean enough, and have no relationship with any major domestic forces.

I need manpower now, but I don't have time to distinguish who belongs to whom, your commoner background reassures me.

As for colluding with 'Black Tomb', that's nothing.

See this golden mask, this is the real deal.

I am the gold-level assassin of 'Black Tomb'.

I suggest you find an opportunity to join 'Black Tomb' in the future, for us, 'Black Tomb' is a very useful tool and scapegoat."

Cohen paused, a hint of ambiguous smile flashing in his eyes:

"Second, you value loyalty, and for a woman, you dare to fight with those crazy highland barbarians in the Northern Territory, and even offend a kingdom's viscount, pure love warriors like you are rare.

Third, you are smart enough and very capable, although I like people who value loyalty, I don't like trash and idiots.

Finally, and most importantly, your position is very important, I need someone to investigate the DuPont family's situation for me.

As the secretary of Theodore DuPont's direct superior, you are the most suitable!"

Cohen had a grasp of other reactionary forces to varying degrees, but he was somewhat uncertain about the DuPont family alone.

Investigating the DuPont family's information was something he had wanted to do for a long time, but unfortunately, he had never had a suitable opportunity.

After discovering that Hermann was among the secret agents developed by "Phantom Corpse", he had this plan.

Cohen allowed Hermann enough time to think.

After waiting for a while, he took out a contract.

The contract was surrounded by a faint magical aura, and there were also several strange runes, suspected to be from the ancient elf race.

This was exactly the contract that Cohen had Nephthys make a few days ago.

Cohen slowly opened his mouth, his voice low and powerful, each word carrying a solemn quality that made Herman, who was listening, unconsciously straighten his back:

"So, Mr. Herman Donaldson, are you willing to offer the King your eternal loyalty?"

Herman did not hesitate at all and respectfully accepted the contract.

Smart people are very good at seizing opportunities.

Herman understood that the opportunity before him was once in a lifetime, the only chance in his life.

He didn't even bother to look at the terms of the contract, even if it meant selling his soul, he wouldn't hesitate!

The King's oath!

Is there anything more convincing than this?

After Herman signed his name, Cohen said with a smile:

"Very good, Herman, from now on you are the King's ace agent!

I've given you a code name, called 'Deep Sea', I hope you like it!"

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After exiting, Prince Haug quietly appeared beside Cohen and said:

"I thought there would be a long period of coercion and enticement!"

Cohen put away the contract in his hand and said with a faint smile:

"Uncle, you were born in the royal family and don't understand these people who have worked their way up from the bottom.

What the 'Phantom Corpse' can give, I can give more, and my identity is more convincing.

Herman is a smart man and knows how to choose."

Prince Haug said unhappily:

"My Majesty, you who were destined to be the sole heir to a country since childhood, don't seem to be qualified to say that to me."

Cohen laughed and said:

"Uncle, you need to pay attention to Herman's matter. First, make Gore completely trust Herman.

Then, remove the person responsible for connecting with the DuPont family from Gore's side.

Finally, support Herman to take the position, and we can smoothly find out what that DuPont family is doing in secret!"

Prince Haug frowned slightly:

"It seems you already have a plan?"

Cohen blinked and said:

"Does this even need a plan?

Isn't this very simple?

Baron Gore must have some dirty dealings after so many years.

Your Senate can just find some evidence and witnesses to impeach him.

The wording and attitude of the impeachment must be strict, to make him understand that once the matter is confirmed, he will lose his seat in the cabinet!

Then, I will have Herman smooth things over for Gore regarding these witnesses and evidence, and the trust will soar.

As for the person responsible for connecting with the DuPont family from Gore's side, you don't even need the Senate to take action.

Have Earl Middleton find an excuse to transfer him out of the capital, even kill him if necessary.

Anyway, Earl Middleton has always been at odds with Gore, so killing his most trusted subordinate isn't a big deal."

Prince Haug stared at Cohen, who was talking eloquently, with a strange look, and after a while, said inexplicably:

"It's a good thing you didn't become a 【Paladin】, you are nothing like Victor in this regard, he is much more upright than you."

Cohen didn't care and said:

"Upright? If there weren't so many rebellions and reactionary forces in the country, I would also be an upright monarch!"

Prince Haug fell silent.

Cohen continued:

"Uncle, act quickly, we must find out the DuPont family's movements as soon as possible.

Only then can we have enough time to prepare a counterattack.

I will give Herman instructions soon, to let him test the waters with Gore, and your actions must keep up."

Prince Haug nodded solemnly:

"Don't worry, I will collect evidence in two days and start the impeachment proposal in the Senate!"

He caught a glimpse of the blank contract in Cohen's hand and asked again:

"It seems you have prepared many contracts, are there others?"

Cohen smiled faintly:

"Of course, we still have three contracts to send out!

In a few days, I may have to trouble Uncle again, because... a big one is coming!"

...

Asuna traveled all the way and soon arrived in Florence.

According to the address in Cohen's letter, she found a small villa in Rose Lane and knocked on the door.

Because of the long journey, Asuna's hair was a little messy, and a few strands of hair were slightly stuck to her cheeks due to sweat.

She was breathing lightly, carrying simple luggage in her hand.

The clothes on her body were wrinkled, showing the fatigue of the journey, but she still tried her best to maintain an elegant posture.

Seeing someone open the door, Asuna perked up, her eyes shining with anticipation.

The person who opened the door was a very charming lady, and the warlock robe she was wearing showed the other party's extraordinary status—

A warlock with outstanding talent!

Envy appeared in Asuna's eyes, and then she took out the letter and saluted solemnly:

"Excuse me, is this the residence of the person who sent this letter?"

Nafertis was slightly surprised by Asuna's heroism and beauty.

Is this the ordinary person that the master spoke of?

The warlock lady suppressed the slight resentment towards Cohen in her heart and said with a smile:

"Ms. Asuna Iliat, is it?"

Asuna nodded heavily.

Nafertis opened the door, her voice full of sincere emotion for Asuna's arrival:

"Welcome to your visit, Miss Iliat, the master has been expecting you for a long time."

Asuna entered the door and found that there was also a younger girl in the house, who, like the girl who opened the door, was also dressed as a warlock.

This inevitably made Asuna feel frustrated again.

At the same time, she became even more curious about the identity of the letter writer.

Could it be that the other party is also a powerful nobleman, otherwise why would he have two such beautiful warlock ladies at the same time?

Arnold's daughter, Freya, cheered a little when she saw someone visiting.

The little warlock lady could finally be freed from the boring and tedious basic theory courses for a while.

She thoughtfully brought Asuna towels and toiletries.

Nafertis pointed to the bathroom behind her:

"Please, Miss Iliat, tidy up for a while.

I have already notified the master of your arrival, and in about an hour, we will go to meet the master."

Asuna was full of doubts and asked:

"Is that master you mentioned the letter writer?"

Nafertis nodded:

"Miss Iliat, I know you have many doubts in your heart, but please enjoy a comfortable hot bath first.

When you meet the master, all your doubts will be answered."

...

The villa on the outskirts of Emerald Lake, the traces of the battle have been completely covered, and it is still the Emerald Lake that is famous throughout the continent.

A mountain villa in the distance, Viesel, after being renovated, directly gave it to Cohen as a temporary base.

Cohen is now becoming more and more appreciative of this nephew, Mr. Modo.

He always completes any of his orders without the slightest discount, and he is extremely measured, never asking a word or saying a word more.

This made Cohen couldn't help but have the idea of digging the "Pale Wing's" corner.

What's so good about being a businessman? Isn't it better to follow me to conquer the continent?

Now there are only Arnold and Cohen in the villa.

Prince Haug is responsible for hiding on the periphery, watching for possible disturbances.

With a legendary 【Paladin】 guard, there is no need to worry about security and confidentiality.

The birth of the Six Sages a few days ago was just an exception after all.

Normally, it is already extremely rare for ordinary people to see a ninth-order gold.

Cohen gently sipped the black tea that Isabella had sent over, and asked very relaxedly:

"Has Mr. Constantine considered it?"

Arnold nodded solemnly, his voice revealing a trace of admiration:

"I have also inquired about some of your deeds these days.

Your deeds are simply like the male protagonist in the stories of the bards, full of legend and incredibility.

It's hard to imagine that all of this was done by a sixteen-year-old young man."

Cohen felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

Look, the future Continental War God, Marshal Arnold Constantine, who defeated countless famous generals, is now racking his brains to flatter me. I really want to find a shadow stone to take a picture of this scene as a souvenir.

After a little self-intoxication, Cohen waved his hand and said:

"There is no need to say nice things, just get to the point, how have you considered my proposal?"

Arnold was silent for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice:

"As long as you can guarantee to me that you will not force Freya to do things she doesn't want to do.

And ensure that she can successfully become a powerful warlock.

Then I am willing to offer you my loyalty."

Cohen clapped his hands lightly:

"I guarantee you, you have absolutely made the most correct decision in your life!"

Arnold took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Then, can you let me know your true identity now? I always have to know who I am loyal to?"

Cohen made a gesture not to rush, and said softly:

"You will know in a while, we are still waiting for a teammate.

But I can remind you first, don't be too surprised when you see my appearance!"