My queen is rebelling!

Chapter 192: Let's get to know each other again, my name is Cohen, Cohen Corleone!

Apart from the Charter Alliance Organization, the Northwest Alliance, and the Pale Wings, the remaining are national delegations.

Among them, the most influential, powerful, and prestigious are the two empires, the Western Empire and the Northern Empire.

The Western Empire is an old acquaintance, led by Grand Duke Roland. Needless to say, he must be a staunch supporter of Effiein.

The elite-level army under Grand Duke Roland, the "Heart of Purple Thorns", will also go with him. They are Effiein's true allies.

The Northern Empire has always been in a detached position in the Northwest Continent, rarely interacting with other countries. This time, they are just going through the motions, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.

As for whether to classify him as an enemy or a friend, Cohen decided to see how he performs in a month.

Apart from the two empires, what Cohen cares most about are the several kingdoms of the Northwest Continent.

Cohen's eyes stared at the list of the Ceylon Kingdom delegation, with a sneer on his face!

The head of the Ceylon Kingdom delegation is none other than the third-in-line heir, Saxon Cromwell… No, he should already be the second-in-line heir now.

Since Saxon obtained the fake "Star Guardian Armor" blueprint from Cohen before, he has successfully surpassed his second brother, Charles Cromwell, and became the second-in-line heir to the Ceylon Kingdom thanks to this achievement.

Currently, Saxon has not yet discovered that the blueprint is fake. He is busy collecting the required forging materials and is enthusiastically preparing to create this divine and demonic equipment and build more "elite-level" troops.

Thinking of this, Cohen couldn't help but get ideas about Saxon.

Although the blueprint is fake, the forging materials marked on the blueprint are all genuine and can be used by himself.

He needs to find a way to get it from him.

Cohen suddenly felt that he didn't necessarily have to kill Saxon in Florence this time.

Such an amusing opponent should be sent back to continue harming the Ceylon Kingdom.

Soon, a plan was formed in Cohen's mind.

If Saxon suffers a major defeat this time and returns home in disgrace, he will definitely have to accumulate strength again.

This will prompt him to attack the Gavin Duke family.

Having suffered a major defeat and with greatly weakened strength, the Saxon Group will definitely not be able to solve the Gavin family as easily as before.

The Ceylon Kingdom is bound to fall into turmoil.

At that time, he will have sufficient reason to interfere in the political situation of the Ceylon Kingdom!

He also has a friendship with Yiffel O., the young master of the Gavin family. At that time, he can use his own methods to support the Gavin family to drive the Cromwell family off the stage, and he can rightfully take over the power of the Ceylon Kingdom!

Thinking of this, Cohen decided to let this Saxon survive for a while longer, and take his life after he had finished using him.

It would be a pity to kill such a capable and resourceful talent so easily.

Hopefully, he can find an opportunity to subdue him, preferably turn him into a chess piece that he has planted in the Xavier Group.

Among the kingdoms of the Northwest Continent, besides the Ceylon Kingdom, there are also the Wind Whisper Kingdom and the Serene Kingdom.

There is nothing to say about these two kingdoms. They are all here to watch the show. Only the Wind Whisper Kingdom, which has always been a mortal enemy of the Ceylon Kingdom, may trip Saxon up.

The remaining are the large number of duchies. Cohen took a quick look, among which the Philia Duchy has the deepest ties with Effiein.

The Grand Duke of Philia married the Queen's sister's aunt. The two have a good relationship. Even though Effiein has been down and out in recent years, Philia has not broken his promise and has been secretly assisting the Corleone royal family and the Angrian family.

Even for the sake of the Queen's sister, Cohen must list Philia as a true friend.

Besides Philia, there are also two small countries that Cohen is preparing to clean up properly.

Silver Frost Duchy!

Holy Oak Duchy!

These two small countries, which used to follow Effiein and bow their heads, immediately changed their allegiance and joined the Ceylon Kingdom after the death of the late King of Effiein.

He also heard about the Northwest Alliance's consultation on the proposal to add a military formation drill to the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference.

This proposal, which any discerning person can see is aimed at Effiein, was actually initiated by the Silver Frost Duchy and the Holy Oak Duchy following the Ceylon Kingdom.

Without a doubt, this is blatant betrayal.

Cohen has already listed the Grand Dukes of these two countries as must-kill targets.

The entire territory of the Silver Frost Duchy is covered by ice and snow in the extremely cold land, and it produces a unique frost crystal ore, which contains extremely pure ice and snow elements.

It is no less inferior than ordinary high-grade magic crystal ore. Cohen decided to give the Silver Frost Duchy to her as a gift to celebrate his fifth wedding anniversary with the Queen's sister.

The special product of the Holy Oak Duchy is the Holy Oak tree, from which a gelatinous essence substance called "Oak Spirit Essence" can be extracted from the heartwood.

It can enhance the magician's magic perception and is also an important material for making advanced magic props.

Adding a small amount of oak spirit essence to other materials can improve the quality and magic capacity of magic props.

For the countries of the Magic Tide Continent, which are about to enter a period of turmoil, it is also an extremely important strategic resource. Cohen naturally unceremoniously listed the Holy Oak Duchy as one of his prey.

As the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference gets closer and closer, Cohen's various preparations are also accelerating.

The two thousand sets of divine and demonic equipment "Star Guardian Armor" created by the "Melting Tribe" have all been transported to the Endless Alliance.

Arnold is training the orc army to use it. According to feedback, the effect is good, and they have been able to skillfully master the battle formations attached to the divine and demonic equipment.

In addition, Windsor Dela also told Cohen that Pacino of the Dark Wing family wanted to take back the previous half-profit promise.

There is also the assistance of the army and the Lord of Sequence promised by [Navigator], which he needs to go back to the Lost Land to implement.

Of course, most importantly, it is also time to confess his true identity to Windsor Dela, Grace, Mephis, and others.

Plus Melantha, four top gold-level transcendents are crucial to stabilizing the situation in Effiein a month later.

Windsor Dela and the others have paid so much for themselves, and it is only right that they should give them an explanation!

…

In the box of the Florence Opera House, Melantha, who was enjoying the opera performance, had not yet realized what kind of shock the events that would happen tonight would cause to her heart.

After a popular opera ended, Melantha commented with some lack of interest:

"What's the matter, a famous opera singer, the level is too bad, far from my sister."

Cohen pretended not to hear Melantha's complaints, and thought to himself, you are comparing Mephis to these ordinary people, isn't it too degrading?

Melantha turned to Cohen and said:

"You should know, right? You saw it in the Realm of Truth before, I also have a twin sister.

She is much better than me, and her musical talent is very good, and her singing and dancing are top-notch."

Cohen smiled gently and said slowly:

"Is that so? Then you must introduce me to her if you have the opportunity."

Melantha then realized that her sister Mephis seemed to be in the other party's adventure group. Wouldn't everything be revealed once she introduced her?

Just as Melantha was thinking hard, Cohen's voice suddenly became much colder and said:

"Sasha, do you want to know who I am?"

Melantha was suddenly stunned, then reacted, raised her head, and looked at Cohen in surprise:

"You… how did your voice change?"

Cohen smiled slightly, changed his voice back to the previous one, and his body also had a slight adjustment.

"Haven't you always wanted to see my face? Now the time is ripe, we can see each other frankly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly took off his mask.

A face that was more handsome and younger than imagined came into Melantha's eyes.

Melantha's eyes trembled slightly, staring at Cohen's face and carefully looking at it, her face flushed, and she said in a low voice:

"Not bad, much more handsome than I thought…"

Suddenly, Melantha's words stagnated, realizing that something was wrong.

Why is this face so familiar? It seems like I've seen it somewhere before.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, her pupils were like an earthquake, and she stared at Cohen fiercely, motionless.

Then, she seemed to have thought of something, her delicate and picturesque little face was filled with shock in an instant, looking at Cohen in disbelief, and even stretched out her hand to pinch his face, stunned for a long time, before she opened her thin lips and said in a trembling voice:

"You… you are…"

Cohen showed a gentle smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and said:

"Let's get to know each other again, my name is Cohen, Cohen Corleone."

Hearing the name she suspected in her heart, Melantha only felt that her ears were roaring like thunder. Even she, who was half-step legendary, could not control her movements, and fell backward all of a sudden.

Cohen moved and put Melantha in his arms.

Melantha shook her head, seeming to want to shake out the chaotic and complicated thoughts in her mind.

She stabilized her figure, stood up from Cohen's arms, and the expression on her face slowly returned to calmness, biting her red lips, and asked in a deep voice:

"King of Effiein, His Majesty Corleone?"

Cohen looked at Melantha's serious look, reached out and pinched her cheek, and said with a faint smile:

"Don't be so polite, just call me Cohen."

Melantha took a deep breath, and a complicated look floated in her eyes, and she reached out to stop Cohen's movements, and asked again:

"Are you the Lord of Shadows?"

Cohen nodded.

Even though she saw it with her own eyes, and heard Cohen's personal confirmation, Melantha's heart was still filled with intense shock, her tone trembling, and her emotions became agitated:

"This… this is impossible!

How could the 'Lord of Shadows' be that idiot king of Effiein?

The King of Effiein was hit by the Saint-level spell 'Memory Ice Seal'!

His current sanity should be equivalent to that of a five- or six-year-old child!

How could you have escaped the attack of the Saint-level spell scroll? Andre got it from Xavier and handed it to me personally.

“I even carefully checked it, there’s definitely no mistake…”

Saying this, Melantha’s voice trailed off, her face instantly turning bitter, completely lacking the demeanor of a “Black Tomb” senior salesperson and a quasi-Legendary expert, as she said anxiously:

“You… you won’t blame me, will you? I was just following orders back then.

The Black Tomb high-ups were in collaboration with Xaso Tang, their aim being to delay the Effiein King’s assumption of power.

To continue creating conflicts within Effiein, to sow discord between the Corleone royal family and the Effiein Queen.”

Cohen ruffled Melantha’s hair, his eyes scanning her exquisite and shapely figure, and said:

“I am a little angry, what do you think the punishment should be?”

Seeing Cohen say this, Melantha breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he wasn’t really angry.

She was really afraid that this matter would cause a rift between her and Cohen.

But soon, her heart inexplicably rose again.

With the unveiling of the “Lord of Shadows’” true identity, an obvious fact forced her to face it—

He is the King of Effiein, the Effiein Queen whom “Black Tomb” painstakingly plotted against, Adelle Angraean, is his legitimate Queen!

No wonder he was willing to abandon the forces of the “Lost Land” and resolutely return to Effiein, where the situation was precarious, without hesitation stepping into this vortex of life and death!

He didn’t come back to get a piece of the pie from the chaotic situation, he came back to save his Queen!

Melantha’s heart suddenly felt both sour and bitter.

Thinking about how she had previously said in front of him that she wanted to hold the Effiein King in her hands, using this to coerce Adelle into joining their Mysterious Continent, now it all seemed like a joke.

Cohen even swore that the Effiein Queen would definitely join the “Lost Land” in the future. You, Cohen, have already established such a huge force in the “Lost Land,” your Queen is already considered a person of the “Lost Land.”

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Melantha felt deeply deceived, and her eyes suddenly became extremely unfriendly, staring fiercely at Cohen.

Cohen naturally had been psychologically prepared for Melantha’s reaction. As a qualified pure love warrior, at this time, any words were pale.

Cohen decided to use practical actions to soothe Melantha’s wounded heart.

He directly embraced Melantha and kissed her red lips.

Melantha was caught off guard and didn’t expect Cohen to make such a move.

An unprecedented feeling suddenly made her throat emit a charming and bone-chilling groan.

Cohen couldn’t help but kiss her even more vigorously, wishing he could rub the beauty in his arms into his body.

Melantha initially wanted to reach out and push him away, but felt a large hand grasp her chest, and her whole body seemed to suddenly lose strength.

Slender legs and delicate jade feet trembled from time to time, and her originally stiff hands slowly hugged Cohen’s broad shoulders.

Cohen grabbed Melantha’s “pride” with one hand, but the girl’s size was too extraordinary, and although it was only one of them, he still couldn’t grasp it completely.

The unusually full and moist feel made him inexplicably think of a fruit called “Sunshine Rose” in his previous life.

As Cohen’s actions became more and more daring, Melantha’s pupils began to lose focus and dilate, and her whole person seemed to have lost her soul.

Until a clang!

It was the bell for the start of a new opera program.

Only then did Melantha suddenly wake up, her eyes regained clarity, enduring the strange feeling in front of her chest, calming her mind, and magic flowing through her body, she pushed Cohen away.

A burning blush spread across her pure and delicate face, and tears seemed to be welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Melantha straightened the clothes that were about to be torn open by Cohen, and said with shame and anger:

“What are you doing? There are so many people outside!”

Cohen savored the feeling just now and chuckled:

“What are you afraid of? I’ve already set up a magic circle, even if we really do it, the outside won’t hear a sound.”

Melantha reached out and pinched Cohen hard, and said angrily:

“You just bully me!”

Seeing that Melantha had calmed down, Cohen breathed a sigh of relief, gently put his arm around Melantha, and whispered:

“I was wrong before, I shouldn’t have hidden it from you, and I shouldn’t have lied to you.

But I have my reasons. So many people want to deal with me, deal with my country. There are so many traitors and spies around me, and there is almost no one I can trust.

Moreover, you are a senior leader of ‘Black Tomb,’ I really didn’t have the confidence to confess my true identity to a high-level member of a force that had assassinated me.”

Cohen then changed the subject and continued:

“But I understand your feelings now, and I am willing to confess everything to you. I believe my Miss Melantha will always treat me with sincerity.”

Cohen’s words immediately made Melantha smile, and the last trace of resentment in her heart dissipated.

The two whispered sweet nothings for a long time before Melantha asked:

“Besides me, do those people know your true identity?”

Cohen pretended to be stupid and asked:

“What people?”

Melantha rolled her eyes at Cohen, with a hint of flirtatiousness, and said jealously:

“Who else could it be? Your queens, elf wives, princess lovers, confidantes, maid knights, and so on.”

Cohen suddenly felt a cold sweat, and replied in a dry tone:

“Isabella guessed it before, and Nefthys and Asuna, who have been with me all the time, know my true identity. The others don’t know yet.”

Melantha asked in surprise:

“Doesn’t your queen know your true identity either?”

Cohen nodded.

Melantha immediately said sourly:

“You wouldn’t be deliberately pretending to be a child to win the love of your queen, would you?”

Cohen wisely chose not to answer.

Melantha snorted twice and said:

“Since you have chosen to confess to me, are you also planning to tell the truth to your other women?”

Cohen admired Melantha’s wit. The women around him were all too smart.

Cohen nodded and replied:

“I do have this plan. In fact, I plan to go back to the ‘Lost Land’ in the next two days.

Because the Northwest Region Exchange Meeting a month later is very likely to be the time they will take action, and I need the help of the ‘Endless Blade.’”

Melantha asked this question because she was hesitating whether to confess her sister’s true identity to Cohen. What would her sister’s reaction be if she knew Cohen’s true identity?

Also, what should she say to her sister Belmode? Should she report truthfully?

Cohen obviously saw Melantha’s hesitation and said softly:

“Are you considering how to tell the Lord of the Sequence about my identity?”

Melantha’s face turned red, and she said softly:

“Sister Belmode raised our sisters from childhood. I am already in this kind of relationship with you. I think I should give my sister an explanation.”

Cohen pinched Melantha’s cheek and said with a smile:

“Don’t worry, I will also meet with the Witch Her Ladyship this time and take the initiative to explain the matter to her clearly.”

Hearing Cohen say this, Melantha breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Belmode and Cohen were both very important in her heart. It would be great if Cohen was willing to take the initiative to confess to Belmode.

Melantha gave Cohen some instructions about Belmode’s habits and hobbies, looking just like a little girl who was about to take her boyfriend home to meet her parents.

Cohen naturally remembered it in his heart. No matter what, Belmode was also a genuine Legendary Witch, and there was no harm in pleasing her.

The opera ended, and Cohen and Melantha lingered for a long time before reluctantly parting.

… …

Before leaving, Cohen called Herman again and asked:

“How is the matter with the East Suburb Prison? Did Gore and the others have any doubts?”

Herman replied:

“Everything is normal. They still trust me very much now and completely treat me as one of their own.”

Cohen said:

“That’s good. I’m going back to the Lost Land. I’ll leave the affairs of the royal capital to Uncle and you.

Report any matters to me in a timely manner. Also, you can discuss with Nefthys and Asuna.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Cohen continued:

“In addition, how is Gore contacting the Goblin Alliance? Is there a specific time and plan for action?”

Herman replied in a deep voice:

“I don’t know about this yet. Theodore has always been in charge of the Goblin Alliance, and he rarely communicates with others. Even Gore doesn’t know about it.

But according to them, they want to wait until the Duke of the Southern Border launches a rebellion before letting the Goblin Alliance take action, so they can fish in troubled waters.

Otherwise, with the Goblin Alliance’s own strength, it will be difficult to put any pressure on Florence.”

Cohen said:

“Okay, you still need to worry more about this matter.

My purpose is not only to annihilate all rebellious elements, but also to protect the safety and stability of the Effiein people and the country.

It would be best to destroy the Goblin Alliance with minimal losses.”

Herman replied seriously:

“I understand.”

Cohen added:

“Recently, try to make a suggestion to the DuPont family and others, saying that you can buy some slaves at that time to cause riots in the city and attract the defense forces.”

Herman’s eyes lit up, and he immediately understood Cohen’s meaning, and bowed:

“Your Majesty is wise.”

Cohen waved his hand:

“There’s no need to flatter me between you and me.

This time I go back, I will let Arnold gradually bring the trained 20,000 orcs near Florence in the identity of the owner of the slave hunting team.

After they arrive in Effiein, you will come forward and buy them.

Use the DuPont family’s hand to arrange these orcs in Florence.”

Herman replied solemnly:

“Yes, Your Majesty, I know what to do.”

Cohen patted Herman on the shoulder, and his tone became much more impassioned:

“Work hard, we are not far from victory!”