My queen is rebelling!

Isabella leaned over and saw a message from Grace Tang, her best friend and "informant." After reading the message, she immediately understood and said,

"Is it one of those three people from earlier?

They reacted quite quickly. They've already started investigating your background at 'Scarlet Lips'!"

Cohen obviously had the same suspicion. Isabella, without waiting for a reply on the communication stone, used a private communication method with Grace.

She took out a piece of aquamarine stone shimmering with cyan light and casually entered a few spells. A faint shadow rose from the aquamarine stone.

Cohen stared intently, and it was a miniature version of Grace's shadow.

Grace's voice quickly rang out:

"What's wrong, Isa? Why are you contacting me suddenly?

Your man isn't in the 'Lost Land' these days, so I don't have any new information for you..."

Isabella's delicate face flushed red, and she quickly said,

"Grace, he's with me.

Stop talking nonsense about information or anything..."

The shadow paused for a moment, then slowly turned around and saw Cohen beside her, who was wearing a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

Cohen said in annoyance,

"It's hard to guard against enemies within the family. My [Logistics Officer], when did you take on the responsibilities of Miss Mephis's [Intelligence Officer] as well?"

Grace stuck out her tongue playfully and quickly changed the subject.

"Commander, I have something important to report!"

Cohen knew that now was not the time to argue with her about these things, so he asked,

"I heard you say just now that someone is investigating my identity as 'Lord Yan'?"

Grace replied seriously,

"It's a small warehouse manager in the northern part of the Empire. I don't know why he suddenly sent a report to headquarters asking about a person named 'Lord Yan'.

I had previously told a few high-level people that all matters involving your identity should be reported to me separately.

So, as soon as they saw this report, they immediately reported it to me, asking how to respond.

Have you used the identity of Lord Yan these past few days?"

Cohen nodded slightly and said,

"That's right, I did use it in the dwarf clan these past two days."

"The dwarf clan?"

Grace was obviously very surprised. She continued,

"What should we do now?"

Cohen pondered for a moment and said,

"Can you find a way to investigate this warehouse manager? It would be best to get him to reveal who asked him to inquire about my identity?"

Grace replied,

"No problem, I'll send someone from the Supervision Department to take a trip. I guarantee he'll honestly confess everything!"

......

Only two people came from the headquarters Supervision Department, and the leader was a young woman.

But it was this young woman who made Marcus Yang's heart clench.

To be able to reach the position of senior management in the Supervision Department at this age, and as a woman, needless to say, she must be the person closest to the chairman.

Maybe she's the princess's lady-in-waiting or maid.

Marcus was about to cry. Although he had a little bit of influence in the northern part of the Empire, he was just a tiny shrimp to the entire 'Scarlet Lips' Merchant Guild.

How could he alarm such a high-level figure to deal with him?

It was too late to say anything now. He could only silently pray that the other party wasn't coming for him.

Marcus composed himself and eagerly welcomed the two leaders of the Supervision Department upstairs.

However, soon, the young woman's words made Marcus feel like he had fallen into an ice cave:

"Let's not go to the conference room. Find a quiet room. I have a few questions to ask you."

Marcus swallowed. If it weren't for his many years of professional ethics, he would have collapsed in fright.

Even if it wasn't the soft-padded room of the Supervision Department headquarters, a private interrogation in this small room was enough to show that the matter he had gotten into this time was not small!

Marcus's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his hands were fidgeting on his knees, but he tried to remain calm.

From the moment they entered the room, the two leaders of the Supervision Department sat there without saying a word, flipping through stacks of documents in their hands.

Finally, the young woman's voice rang out, each word steady and powerful:

"I have a few questions for you. As long as you answer truthfully, we won't make things difficult for you."

Marcus lowered his eyes and replied honestly:

"I will definitely tell you everything I know. Please ask, you two leaders."

The young woman said calmly:

"Where did you learn about the name Lord Yan?"

Marcus's pupils shrank, and he felt a sense of confusion and surprise in his heart. He secretly glanced at the supervisory personnel opposite him, seemingly trying to guess the other party's intentions.

The name that the young woman said was really caught Marcus off guard.

Could it be that they came to investigate him because of this name?

Marcus's throat was a little dry, and he didn't know whether he should answer truthfully.

That dwarf from the "Ironhammer Tribe", Glenn Ironhammer, not only worked with him, but there were also some other interactions between the two of them.

Once he said it, and other things were exposed, it would not be easy for Marcus to deal with.

At this time, Marcus couldn't help but complain about Glenn in his heart. Why did he ask him to investigate "Lord Yan" for no reason?

He now roughly felt that the two people from the Supervision Department in front of him were here for this "Lord Yan".

Marcus couldn't help but hesitate.

The people opposite him wouldn't give him time to think. The other person next to the young woman was obviously the kind of common supervisor.

Wearing a neat uniform, his face always had a cold expression, as if he would never smile.

He said in a deep voice:

"Are you thinking about how to fool us?"

Marcus's face turned pale, and sweat dripped down uncontrollably. He said repeatedly:

"No, no..."

After thinking it over and over, Marcus decided to confess, otherwise he would not be able to explain how he knew the name "Lord Yan".

If he lied, it would be easily discovered.

Marcus said tremblingly:

"It... It was a dwarf named Glenn who asked me about it."

"Explain clearly, what dwarf? Where is he from?"

Marcus adjusted his language and said in a low voice:

"He used to work under me for a while. He seems to be from the Northwest Continent..."

The young woman directly interrupted Marcus's words, her voice a few degrees colder:

"Seems?

What Her Highness needs is not seems!

Give me a definite answer, otherwise you should know the consequences!"

Your Highness!

Hearing the young woman's title, Marcus completely gave up any intention of denying it.

There are not many people in the entire empire who can be called Your Highness.

In the "Scarlet Lips" Merchant Guild, there is only one!

If a person of this level wanted to deal with him, they wouldn't even need to move their mouths. With just one look, countless people would serve her.

Marcus immediately dismissed all the little calculations in his stomach, and his voice became much smoother:

"Glenn Ironhammer, the eldest son of the Great General of the "Ironhammer Tribe", the chief tribe of the Dwarf Alliance on the Northwest Continent.

He worked under me for a while before, and not long ago he asked me if "Lord Yan" was a member of our merchant guild."

The young woman still kept a straight face, making it impossible to see her joy or anger. She continued to ask:

"Who was this dwarf recruited through?"

Marcus's heart trembled. He didn't want to say so much before, because he didn't want to lead the topic to this.

Although "Scarlet Lips" recruits employees in an unconventional manner, it is impossible to recruit an alien dwarf from the Northwest Continent for no reason.

This was what Marcus was worried about. He didn't expect that the young woman opposite him was so experienced and didn't give him a chance to fool her. She immediately asked the key question.

If it was an internal investigation of an ordinary merchant guild or company, Marcus would definitely not say so much, but the other party was the royal industry backed by the empire's eldest princess, and controlled the state's violent machinery...

He closed his eyes and replied resignedly:

"It... It was a staff officer from the 37th Brigade of the Northern Group Army. Glenn Ironhammer was introduced by him."

"Scarlet Lips"'s high-end luxury goods are also very attractive to the mistresses of the military's high-ranking officials.

As the director of the Northern Warehousing Center, it is not too surprising for Marcus to deal with the standing army stationed in the north.

What was surprising was why this military staff officer would help a dwarf from the Northwest Continent find a position in a merchant guild.

A coldness appeared at the corner of the young woman's mouth. She didn't press the director of the warehousing center any further. The matter involved the military, and the other party definitely knew limited information.

She said slowly:

"One last question, do you want to continue to stay here as your warehousing director?"

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Marcus's dim eyes.

From the moment he entered this room, he had already given up any hope for his future. Being able to leave peacefully without being handed over to the national violent institution was already considered good luck.

He never expected that the other party would suddenly ask this question.

He felt a dryness in his throat, and his voice carried a few sobs:

"Can... Can I?"

"Of course, as long as you do as I say afterwards, this warehousing director will still be yours!"

......

In the "Forging Tribe" barracks, Glenn Ironhammer finally received a message from Marcus. After seeing the content of the message, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Rockheart and the Great General quickly asked:

"How is it? Is the identity of this Lord Yan real?"

Glenn nodded heavily, his tone filled with shock, and said:

"Not only is it real, but it's also very powerful!"

Glenn paused and said:

"According to my friend, Lord Yan is the personal secretary of the chairman of the 'Scarlet Lips' Merchant Guild!"

Rockheart and the Great General's expressions changed drastically at the same time. Glenn had previously told them some secrets about the "Scarlet Lips" Merchant Guild.

It is said that this merchant guild has a royal background in the Eastern Empire, and even their boss is the Empire's eldest princess.

Wouldn't that mean that the other party is the personal secretary of the eldest princess?

No wonder the other party was able to easily pull in three million orders for Iron Rock. Thinking of this, Rockheart's face was filled with gloom.

The Great General also sighed and said to Glenn:

“Go back and tell your father that this matter ends here.

The 'Smelting Tribe' already has a new chieftain, and I must swear allegiance to the new chieftain.”

Various complex emotions mingled on Rockheart's face, and in the end, he helplessly acknowledged the General's words.

No matter what, they were still people of the “Smelting Tribe.” With the new chieftain having such powerful support, they had no reason to continue their internal strife. Developing the tribe well was the right path.

Glenn · Hammerfist's expression showed no fluctuation, as he said with a faint smile:

“It doesn't matter. I am also very happy to see the brother tribe developing so well.

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It's getting late, so I'll go back first.”

The General finally gave a word of caution:

“Glenn, regarding this matter of Sir Yahn, I hope you will try your best to keep it a secret.”

Glenn said with a smile:

“I understand, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

… …

“Glenn · Hammerfist?

Staff Officer of the 37th Brigade of the Northern Army Group of the Empire?”

On the communication magic array, Cohen listened to the names Grace uttered and fell into deep thought.

Glenn · Hammerfist, Ironrock had mentioned this person to him before. He was the son of the General of the “Hammerfist Tribe,” and was related to Ironrock’s elder brother, Rockheart · Ornn, through marriage.

Eastern Domain Empire Northern Army Group, hmm, it seems that the force that colluded with the Dwarf Alliance in his previous life was the military of the Eastern Domain Empire.

He didn't know if it was a secret plot by the entire military or just the thoughts of the Northern Army Group alone.

Did the higher-ups of the Eastern Domain Empire know about it?

Of course, what Cohen was most concerned about was whether Prince Saszor was also involved?

He pondered for a while and felt it was unlikely.

If Saszor could interfere in military affairs, there wouldn't have been so much trouble.

Cohen thought for a while and said:

“I understand. Thank you, Your Highness.”

Grace waved her hand dismissively and said:

“I don’t know much about that Northern Army Group. If you need it, I can ask Father Emperor when I have time?”

Cohen pondered slightly and refused:

“Let’s forget it. I’ll investigate this matter myself.”

Cohen still didn't dare to guarantee whether this matter was a plan of the military itself or an insinuation from the Emperor of the Eastern Domain Empire.

If it was the latter, Grace's inquiry would be equivalent to disrupting her father's plan, and Cohen himself would not have a good outcome.

Anyway, there was still some time before the real All-Nations War, so this matter was not urgent.

Grace also seemed to understand and did not insist.

Cohen secretly remembered these things in his heart and casually asked:

“How is the construction of our Endless Alliance going?

Has anything happened?”

Grace replied:

“Don’t worry, everything is going smoothly, except that we lack a leader…”

Seeing Isabella's expression turn somewhat ugly, Grace realized that she had said something wrong and quickly stopped speaking, saying quickly:

“Um, if there's nothing else, I'll be busy first, bye-bye!”

As she spoke, the phantom disappeared instantly, leaving Cohen looking bewildered.

Isabella sighed softly and said:

“Are you about to go back soon?”

Cohen reached out and hugged Isabella. At this time, any words were pale and powerless; only practical actions had meaning.

Sure enough, after he hugged Isabella, the latter's mood obviously improved a lot.

Releasing the embrace, Isabella suddenly asked:

“I’ve always felt like you’re rushing something.

It seems like something has been chasing you, forcing you to constantly develop your power and accumulate strength.

Is it that you have foreseen something very important will happen again?”

Cohen was surprised by Isabella's keen observation.

Yes, he was indeed a little anxious.

Not only was there the great turmoil that might occur in Florence a few months later, but more importantly, there was the storm that would sweep the continent a few years later.

The All-Nations War!

At that time, the entire continent would be plunged into chaos due to a piece of news revealed by the Prophecy Church, and war and bloodshed would descend upon the continent again after thousands of years.

Under the witness of the gods, every country, large or small, would be involved in a series of wars.

As the ruler of a country, Cohen was destined to be unable to escape this fate.

His time was too short. Compared to those empires and kingdoms that had accumulated for thousands of years, Florence's foundation was too weak, and his allies were too few.

In the future situation, fighting alone was impossible, and alliances between countries were also necessary.

Otherwise, even an empire would be contained by countless national alliances.

Isabella was right. There was indeed something pushing him forward, because if he didn't make good use of this period of calm before the storm, he would not be able to control his own destiny and the destinies of those around him in the future.

Moreover, it was still debatable whether the current period was a period of calm.

The layout of the Eastern Domain Empire, Prince Saszor's plans…

Cohen was certain that those high-ranking empires must have had a premonition of what might happen in the future.

Although not as clear as he was about what would happen in the future.

But they had all begun to lay out their plans, and there was really not much time left for him.

Fortunately, this trip to the Dwarf Clan went very smoothly.

Once the “Star Guardian Armor” was forged here, plus the third batch of trained Orcs, he could form a “Elite-level” army of 20,000 people.

With the addition of the Orcs' innate bloodline, the command of the War God Arnold, and the rune ability of his own “Banner of Command,” even if they could not reach the level of a “Special-Grade” army, they would be enough to sweep away the remaining “Elite-Grade” armies.

These 20,000 people were his biggest trump card to return to Florence and quell the rebellion in the capital a few months later!

Only after he successfully controlled the domestic situation would his power enter a period of explosive growth.

Owning a country and owning a “adventure group” of several members were completely different matters.

“Lost Land” was ultimately just “Lost Land,” and it was still incomparable to the vast and rich human continent.

His foundation was still on the human continent.

He had already planned that, after completely controlling Florence and making a clean breast of things with Yadell, he himself would be responsible for robbing money, land, and people outside, while the Queen-Sister would be responsible for the country's internal affairs and developing the economy.

Husband and wife working together, working is not tiring!

And the “Endless Alliance” would be handed over to the girls of “Endless Blade” to be responsible for, helping each other and developing together.

Cohen's vision was perfect, but the specific implementation would definitely face many difficulties.

At least now, there was a hidden time bomb in the capital—

Who was supporting the alliance formed by High Judge Gore and the Dupont family!

This was what Cohen had always wanted to understand.

He had completely determined that Duke of the Southern Border and the Kingdom of Ceylon he controlled were behind the scenes.

With the last trip to the Kingdom of Ceylon with Meffis, he no longer cared about this group of enemies.

Now the most dangerous thing was the Dupont family. How they planned to launch their attack, when they would launch it, and how many people they had in the capital or even the palace, and what level of strength they were, were all unknown at the moment.

There was not much time left before the final war. He had to hurry up and deal with everything here and return to Florence to start managing the situation in the capital.

There had been no news from Herman for a long time. If it weren't for Uncle Haug saying that Herman was normal, he would have thought that the other party had been exposed and encountered some accident.

According to Prince Haug's secret observation, Cohen speculated that Herman should have been subjected to some kind of spell, similar to the soul contract he signed with others, and could not reveal any information he obtained.

However, Cohen was not worried. These would be easily solved when he returned to the capital.

In addition to Nephthys's “Mind Mage” as a great weapon, he himself had also studied many similar methods.

He could even tell from the methods of these people who was behind the scenes!

Cohen felt a gentle touch on his brow. Isabella looked at him with a gentle expression and said softly:

“I saw you were stunned for a long time. Did my question make you feel embarrassed?”

Cohen then came back to his senses, put his arms around Isabella, gently smelling the faint fragrance from her porcelain-white jade neck, and said in a low voice:

“I am a little anxious, but, if I am not anxious, when will I be qualified to take off my mask and meet the patriarch of the Golden Wing family?”

Obviously, Isabella also told Cohen about her previous conversation with her father.

Hearing this, Isabella's heart suddenly felt like a honey pot had been overturned, sweet and delicious.

Cohen continued:

“Don't you think the current situation on the continent is becoming very delicate?

Um, to make an analogy, it's like a forbidden spell scroll that is about to explode and could explode at any time.”

Isabella's jade face moved slightly. After recalling for a moment, she said:

“My father and several elders in the family have also made similar statements, Cohen, have you really foreseen something?”

Cohen gently stroked Isabella's hair and said softly:

“Even if I really foresee something, no one will believe it if I say it, and it may even bring disaster to myself.”

Cohen paused, changed the subject, and said softly:

“But Isa, don't worry, no matter what is going to happen, you just need to know that my future will always have a place for you, and your knight will always wave the sword in his hand for you!”

Listening to the moving love words, Isabella's heart was overflowing with love. She turned to face Cohen, and her originally noble and detached golden eyes were full of tenderness and locked tightly on his face.

Seeing that Cohen still had no action, she chuckled and her jade hand went down along his broad chest.

A fiery flame suddenly burned in Cohen's eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

“Woman, you are playing with fire.”

Isabella's golden eyes were filled with hidden excitement and fear, and she hummed softly, her slender jade hand grabbing hard:

“As the Princess’s knight, you should have the awareness to fulfill your duties!”