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The seventh-tier Banshee, seeing that her attack missed, turned her shrill wails into a substantial sound wave, surging towards Cohen overwhelmingly.

Even transcendents of the same rank would inevitably experience a slight tremor in their willpower when facing the wails of a Crying Banshee.

In fact, the effect of the Banshee's skill is to control, inflicting a 'fear'-like effect on transcendents with low willpower.

However, this move had no effect on Cohen, whose willpower attribute was already maxed out.

After the wail, the Banshee's long hair instantly exploded into ten thousand venomous snakes, pouncing on Cohen from all directions.

Cohen didn't dodge or evade; the dragon mark on his hand shimmered, and a tall, dragon-shaped longbow appeared in his hand. Then, he tightened the bowstring, and thousands of golden rays of light, accompanied by sharp arrows, shot towards the venomous snakes.

A burst of solar flare-like intense light incinerated all the giant snakes into dust.

The seventh-tier Banshee's expression instantly became extremely unsightly due to the powerful attack carrying dragon might.

Then, she suddenly transformed into twelve afterimages, tearing out trails of frost with her ice crystal-covered fingernails.

Cohen's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, and the longbow had already transformed into a two-handed sword, which he swung to meet the attack head-on.

The sword's edge collided with the sharp claws, explosively scattering sparks of crimson gold and dark blue.

Cohen activated the Blade Waltz, shattering the afterimages in front of him one by one.

When the seventh afterimage shattered, the Banshee's true form suddenly emerged, her five fingers like hooks, the fingertips condensing black vortexes that devoured everything, reaching for Cohen's throat.

However, this seemingly inevitable strike suddenly missed its mark.

Shadow Step!

In less than a breath, Cohen burst out of the shadows again, the longsword in his hand shattering into two streams of fire chains, directly binding the Banshee tightly.

The seventh-tier Banshee's heart was already filled with indescribable shock. A silver human who wasn't even sixth-tier was actually able to fight her for so long without falling into a disadvantage.

He even found an opportunity to control her; this truly subverted her imagination.

She couldn't continue to stalemate!

A dark blue vertical pupil suddenly opened on the Banshee's forehead, and a ghostly fire sufficient to freeze a person's soul spiraled upwards from the soles of her feet.

In an instant, it covered the chains on her body, and frost flowers formed on the chains, the cold air backlashing towards Cohen, who was holding the chains.

Seeing this, Cohen didn't hesitate, quickly retracting the chains, which transformed back into a two-handed sword, and attacked the Banshee again.

A painful wail came from the Banshee's mouth, rushing towards Cohen shrilly.

Facing the dying counterattack of a seventh-tier transcendent, Cohen didn't dare to underestimate it and directly Shadow Stepped into the shadow plane.

When the other party's life aura gradually disappeared, he appeared from behind and ended her life with a single sword strike.

Cohen took out the Banshee's two eyeballs, took a deep breath, and glanced at the panel; the attribute values had increased by a full 3000!

This was the experience value bonus brought by fighting across a large level!

Cohen closed his eyes to restore his magic power. After a moment, a sharp light flashed in his eyes as he searched for the next target.

...

Bang!

A strange firework bloomed in the depths of the seabed, and the cold seawater couldn't extinguish it. The Banshee let out a painful wail until there was no sound at all.

Cohen calmly took out the eyeballs.

The third one!

The third seventh-tier Banshee killed!

Cohen had finally exhausted all of his magic power. He took a deep breath.

Three seventh-tiers, a total of nine thousand experience gained. Adding the experience points gained from the pirates killing Banshees before, Cohen's experience points had already broken through the hundred thousand threshold.

An electronic voice sounded in his ear:

"Detected that the experience value has reached the advancement level. Do you want to advance?"

Cohen glanced at the battlefield of the Crying Sound Trench. With the fall of the first legendary-tier Banshee, the other two were gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Under the leadership of Beckman and the other three vice-captains, the Crimson Raiders pirates had already controlled most of the Crying Sound Trench area.

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief and chose to advance.

The sound of bones cracking was particularly clear. Cohen floated in the sea, golden light spots swimming on his body, and the surrounding seawater vibrated with magic power, creating visible ripples.

Surging magic power overflowed from his entire body, and an even more powerful force surged out.

A series of voices began to sound in his ears one after another:

"Mastery of Shadows", "King's Treasure", "Body as a Myriad Weapons", and "Counterattack Storm" have been upgraded.

"Mastery of Shadows": Rule Skill, Level 3, Freely enter the sub-plane - "Shadow Plane", and obtain "Shadow Plane" control, with permissions equivalent to "Shadow Priest". ("Shadow Priest" Permissions: Can carry ten people into the "Shadow Plane"; Summon bronze-tier shadow creature "Shadow Wraith", silver-tier shadow creature "Shadow Hunter".

Shadow Wraith: Bronze-tier, shaped like a floating human shadow, without a physical body. Can actively merge into the shadows, good at ambushing in the dark. The attack method is relatively simple, usually using shadow tentacles to entangle enemies.

Shadow Hunter: Silver-tier, humanoid shadow creature. Able to move quickly between shadows, instantly appearing behind enemies. Can absorb the enemy's life force and convert it into its own energy.)

"King's Treasure": Rule Skill, Level 3, Simultaneously launch a willpower check on 500 enemies. If successful, the opponent's weapons will be stored in the "King's Treasury". The collected weapons can be shot out as arrows, exerting 60% of the weapon's power.

"Body as a Myriad Weapons: Level 6, Provide a magic weapon to 500 friendly units (including the host). The weapon level is determined by the host's profession level."

"Counterattack Storm: Level 6, Wield the weapon to enter an absolute defense stance lasting thirty seconds. Activate this skill at any time to cause a ten-second stun to the enemy unit. (Absolute Defense: Immune to attacks of the same level and below, reduces 80% of high-level attacks)"

Gained two free attribute points.

Cohen added the attribute points to Strength again.

The Golden Body has been improved. Now his physical strength is no less than that of an average eighth-tier transcendent.

After the voice stopped, a golden light flashed in Cohen's eyes, followed by the familiar character panel:

[Name: Cohen Corleone]

[Race: Human]

[Age: 18]

[Attributes: Strength (18), Agility (13), Willpower (MAX), Intelligence (17), Charm (MAX)]

[Talent: Child of the Mist]

[Transcendent Profession: Secret Profession, Dragon Mark Weapon Master. Gold: 50%]

[Profession Level: Sixth-tier (High Silver), Experience: 342 / 1000000]

[Profession Skills: Body as a Myriad Weapons (Level 6), Counterattack Storm (Level 6)]

[Rule Skills: Mastery of Shadows (Level 3), King's Treasure (Level 3)]

[Passive Skill: Weapon Mastery]

[Runes: Wildfire, Might, Dexterity, Universal Scope, Frozen Foundation, Banner of Command, Blade Waltz]

[Equipment: Ghost Crab, Potent Drink, Guardian Dagger]

The other upgrades were fine, but this time there was a summoning creature called "Shadow Hunter."

And it was actually a silver-tier one.

Cohen hadn't used the bronze-tier Shadow Wraith much before. The level was too low, and summoning it would only waste magic power.

The upgraded Shadow Hunter this time was not bad. It could sneak attack enemies from behind and even absorb life force, which was a good support.

Cohen retracted his magic power and found that there were many messages on the communication stone.

They were from Belmodi and Claire.

After Cohen finished reading them, his eyes flickered slightly, and he sent Claire a location.

Not long after, Claire found Cohen, looked him up and down for a while, and asked:

"You really broke through?"

Cohen replied:

"I was lucky. Let's not talk about that. I just saw your message. Those two Banshees want to surrender?"

Claire replied:

"Yes, their leader has already been killed. These two want to sell themselves to live. The witch asked me to come down and ask for your opinion."

Cohen put on his mask and said:

"Okay, I'll go up and see the situation first."

...

The storm of the eight legendary-tier experts fighting had subsided. Cohen looked at the two legendary-tier Banshees surrounded in the middle, his eyes indifferent.

The golden-masked Banshee had already fallen, and the remaining two had become very weak, their eyes full of fear.

When they saw Cohen appear, both Banshees felt unbelievable.

They couldn't imagine that these eight legendary-tiers were actually led by a sixth-tier transcendent.

Could the other party be a prince of one of the five great human empires?

Cohen asked the Banshee with half a skull face:

"You want to surrender?"

The female siren nodded repeatedly.

Cohen took out two soul contracts and threw them to the siren:

"Sign these, and you can continue to live in the Crying Sound Trench. However, you will be the guardian race of the Crimson Raiders."

The two sirens took the contracts. After reading the contents, their expressions immediately turned ugly.

The pride and self-respect of being Legendary-tier transcendents made it impossible for them to submit to a mere Sixth-tier human.

Moreover, it was to sign such humiliating soul contracts.

But the fear of death prevented them from resisting. They had cultivated to the Legendary tier with great difficulty, so how could they easily give up their lives?

Belmode snorted coldly, and a few strands of dark light flashed from her fingertips. The two sirens trembled instantly, letting out extremely painful roars.

The power of the curse from the Netherworld Abyss instantly allowed the two sirens to taste the most painful torment.

"We'll sign, we'll sign!"

Cohen said coldly:

"If you play any more tricks, not only you, but the entire siren race in the Crying Sound Trench will have no need to exist!"

After the two Legendary-tier sirens signed the contracts, Cohen warned:

"Go back and manage your clansmen well. If there are any more incidents of seducing human women into becoming fallen sirens, you know the consequences!"

"Yes!"

With the defection of the two Legendary-tier sirens, the Legendary war in the Northwest Sea also came to an end.

Returning to the Crimson Island main base, Cohen began to issue orders. The first order surprised everyone:

"From today onwards, we, the Crimson Raiders, will use this location as our main base, and there is no need to hide the coordinates of the main base."

This order was clearly telling all the forces in the Northwest Sea that the Crimson Raiders were here, waiting for them to attack.

However, the Crimson Raiders, who had just captured the Dark Tide Ghost Pirate Group's main base and broken through the Crying Sound Trench guarded by three Legendary-tier sirens, were not something ordinary forces dared to provoke.

Therefore, discerning people could see that Cohen's actions were mainly aimed at the Ceylon Kingdom.

Moreover, the sea area currently occupied by the Crimson Raiders belonged to the Ceylon Kingdom's sphere of influence.

Almost everyone was waiting for the Ceylon Kingdom's reaction.

Cohen continued to announce:

"Immediately summon all the squadron leaders, chief squadron leaders, vice-captains, captains, branch base负责人, main base middle-level management personnel, and the负责人 of the peripheral forces developed by the Crimson Raiders to the main base for a meeting.

From now on, a system will be formed. The above personnel must come to the main base once a month to report on their work. Any good suggestions or ideas can be raised during the report.

Each month, I will randomly select three people to personally listen to the report.

The focus of the report is the implementation of the 'Pirate Code.' The group will send assessment teams to various ships, branch bases, and peripheral forces every month to assess the implementation of the Code.

Those who fail the assessment three times in a row will be criticized in a group-wide notice. Those who fail five times in a row will have their positions demoted by one level.

Those who fail the year-end comprehensive evaluation will be directly dismissed!"

Cohen's order made Beckman and the others' expressions become somewhat strange.

This posture was simply to manage the pirates as regular government personnel.

However, they could also see that once this order was issued, the entire Crimson Raiders would be completely united, which would be extremely beneficial to the future development of the pirate group.

Everyone could also see Cohen's ambition. He was indeed preparing to establish rules for the pirates in the entire Northwest Sea, to be the Pirate King of the Northwest Sea of the Endless Sea!

......

In the Ceylon Kingdom's palace, the Ceylon courtiers looked at the intelligence before them and all felt a sense of incredulity.

His Highness Charles, the Second Prince in charge of the navy, was also present. After seeing the detailed content on the intelligence, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Publicly claiming to be the Pirate King in our Ceylon Kingdom's waters!

How arrogant!

And brazenly announcing the coordinates, provoking, this is a provocation to the dignity of our Ceylon Kingdom!"

Duke Gavin, who was beside him, also said in a deep voice:

"It seems that the Third Prince's failure in Florence has created the illusion that our Ceylon Kingdom has become weaker. Even cats and dogs dare to step on us!"

The discord between Duke Gavin and the Third Prince, Saxon Cromwell, was an open secret.

Therefore, everyone was used to him occasionally satirizing Saxon in his words.

Commander Norn's eyes were full of solemnity. Logically speaking, he should have been the most supportive of sending troops to encircle and suppress the Crimson Raiders. It was he who had strongly advocated for King Gaius to send five Legendary tiers to deal with the Crimson Raiders.

But now, after seeing the detailed intelligence, he hesitated instead.

The intelligence on the table was simply too unbelievable—

The battle between eight Legendary-tier transcendents in the Northwest Sea came to an end. One siren was killed, and the other two sirens surrendered.

The surrender target was the Crimson Raiders' leader.

The remaining five Legendary tiers, except for the shark-man Legendary tier, all seemed to be led by this leader.

Norn originally thought that the Crimson Raiders were only cooperating with the mermen, and the other Legendary-tier helpers were all found by the mermen. However, judging from the intelligence that had been sent back, his previous guesses were completely wrong.

This operation was actually led by the Crimson Raiders' leader from beginning to end!

It was truly unbelievable.

What was the identity of this Crimson Raiders' leader, that he could summon the mermen, shark-men, and the Legendary tiers of the Lost Land?

Now, with the addition of two Legendary-tier sirens by his side, his strength had grown to the point where Norn had to treat him with caution.

Prime Minister Yude took over Duke Gavin's words and slowly opened his mouth:

"It is indeed a bit too much!

A group of lawless pirates dare to be so brazen. If we don't give them a profound lesson, how can our Ceylon Kingdom gain a foothold in the Northwest Continent after this spreads out?"

When Commander Norn proposed in the court to attach importance to this group of pirates and send heavy troops to encircle and suppress them.

The opinions of the ministers were unclear. Only Norn insisted on his own opinion.

Now, the opposite was true.

The ministers were all filled with righteous indignation, wanting to annihilate the Crimson Raiders at all costs, but Commander Norn was unwilling to speak at this moment.

He vaguely felt that every step taken by this Crimson Raider seemed to have been precisely calculated. If the Ceylon Kingdom's navy rashly attacked, it would likely be schemed against.

Seeing that the ministers were about to persuade His Majesty Gaius, Commander Norn put forward his own views.

Unsurprisingly, he was opposed by everyone.

The Second Prince, Charles, was afraid of missing this good opportunity to make a contribution—

The aggressive Saxon had suffered a crushing defeat in Florence and lost face.

If he led troops to pacify the Northwest Sea in one fell swoop and annihilate the Pirate King, who was in the limelight, who wouldn't see such a stark contrast?

He even planned to personally lead the troops to conquer and cut off the head of this so-called pirate group leader.

Seeing that his subordinate, Norn, spoke out against him, he immediately replied:

"Scheming?

Norn, are you scared?

Didn't you strongly advocate for sending troops to encircle and suppress them before? Why have you changed your mind so quickly?

Scheming is for two sides with equal strength. When have you ever seen an ant win an elephant through scheming?

It's just a few pirates, with at most two or three Legendary tiers. Could it be that they can compare with our dignified Ceylon navy?

I don't believe that the mermen, shark-men, and the people of the Lost Land will fight to the death with our Ceylon Kingdom for the sake of a small pirate group!"

Norn's face became extremely ugly, his lips moved, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

Although he was the commander-in-chief of the Ceylon Kingdom's navy, in this situation, he could only be considered a person of little importance.

Gaius saw that the ministers' opinions were consistent, and he no longer thought deeply. In his opinion, a small group of pirates, possibly with a few Legendary tiers standing behind them, was nothing to the dignified kingdom.

He was just about to order Norn to draft a new battle plan when the old man appeared again.

Unlike his previous calm demeanor, this time the old man appeared with visible panic on his face.

This was extremely rare to see in a Saint.

Sure enough, the news that came out of the old man's mouth plunged King Gaius and the ministers into deep shock—

Your Majesty, something big has happened at the border!

There were many countries bordering the Ceylon Kingdom, but only one border could make a Saint so flustered.

The border with Effien!

The old man said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, near the Effien border, more than a dozen peak auras have suddenly appeared!

Led by two Saints, the lowest are Legendary-tier transcendents!"

The old man's words made everyone feel dizzy.

Two Saints, plus more than a dozen Legendary tiers?

What was Effien planning to do, officially start a war?

Besides, when did the Effien have so many Saints?

King Gaius's face paled slightly as he asked:

"Saints? Where did Effien get Saints from?"

The old man said in a deep voice:

"One is Garcia Lance, who betrayed the Black Tomb and was taken in by the King of Effien.

The other is from the Golden Wing Family."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became heavy.

Effien's sudden display of such strong aggression and hostility on the border caught the Ceylon Kingdom's ministers off guard.

Prime Minister Yude opened his mouth:

"Your Majesty, no matter what the other side wants to do, our people must be in place. This is a matter of principle and dignity.

We cannot tolerate a duchy jumping around near our border!"

King Gaius said in a deep voice:

"Alright, immediately transfer personnel and prepare at twice the number of the opponent!"

Twice!

Everyone was shocked. This was going to empty the Ceylon Kingdom's coffers.

Not to mention anything else, just the four Saints alone were a big deal.

There were probably about twenty Saints within the Ceylon Kingdom. Apart from some Saints belonging to the great nobles, the Cromwell royal family could directly command and control about ten.

Most of these ten Saints were burdened with very important tasks, either guarding important relics and secret realms, protecting the safety of important personnel, or simply not being in the country.

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Therefore, drawing out four Saints at once was also a considerable challenge for the Ceylon Kingdom.

From Gaius's attitude, it could be seen that this king was truly angry.

Being bullied to this extent by a small duchy, he had to give a clear stance on behalf of the Ceylon Kingdom!

No one, no country should even think about challenging the Ceylon Kingdom's position in the Northwest Continent!

Gaius continued:

"Put aside the matters of the Northwest Sea for now, and deal with Effien first!"

"Yes!"

......

When Cohen received the news, he was also taken aback by the Ceylon Kingdom's grand gesture.

As expected of the Ceylon Kingdom, which dominated the Northwest Continent, its foundation and strength were no joke.

With one move, they sent four Saints and nearly thirty Legends.

It seemed that his previous plan was correct. He had to provoke infighting within the Ceylon Kingdom first, otherwise, if they were to clash head-on, Effien would definitely suffer heavy losses in the end.

According to the current intelligence, everything was going according to plan. With the pressure from Effien, the Ceylon Kingdom was temporarily unable to focus on the Northwest Sea.

The Scarlet Marauders could take advantage of this time to develop and grow!

The first thing to do was to upgrade the Ghost Ship. The number of golden-tier Banshee's eyeballs was already sufficient, and what was currently lacking was high-grade dark-attribute magic crystals.

Not long ago, Yadel sent him a message that the high-grade dark-attribute magic crystals and experienced naval officers he needed had set off three days ago and would arrive at Scarlet Island soon!

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, waiting only for the magic crystals to arrive, and the Ghost Ship could begin mass production.

Cohen sat in his office, reviewing the list of middle-level personnel within the pirate group and their past qualifications.

For the pirate group to develop, a group of loyal and capable young people was needed to fill the ranks of management.

As Cohen was selecting suitable candidates, Flint came to report that a large merchant ship flying the "Pale Wing" flag was approaching Scarlet Island.

Cohen understood that the things he wanted had arrived.

In order to prevent the people of the pirate group from noticing Cohen's true identity based on these things, Cohen had the Pale Wing come forward to transport the goods.

Cohen led Flint, Beckman, and others to greet them.

Claire and Belmodeti stayed in their rooms, as the two aloof beauties were not interested in such external interactions.

The merchant ship slowly approached the shore, and the leader was Cohen's old acquaintance, Mr. Modo's nephew, Viesel Adam.

In order to prevent everyone from seeing anything amiss, Viesel did not show much familiarity and kept everything official.

After finishing the business, Viesel suddenly said:

"I also brought a few knights for my uncle to dispatch.

Please take them back with you, Chief."

Cohen frowned slightly. Knights?

He hadn't heard anything about Mr. Modo bringing any knights.

Just as Cohen was about to ask, he noticed that Viesel's expression was somewhat strange. Before Cohen could ask any further, the latter immediately noticed something, glanced at the knights Viesel mentioned, and then, as if seeing something incredible, his whole body stiffened!

......

Effien, Florence, Royal Palace.

In the Queen's office, several ministers waited outside for a long time before Prime Minister Angus came out of the office.

As soon as he came out, he was surrounded by everyone, asking questions in a clamor. The core content was only one thing: would Her Majesty the Queen attend court today!

Prime Minister Angus looked indifferent and said calmly:

"Her Highness will still not attend court today. Any important official documents should be given directly to me, and I will forward them."

For the third consecutive day, Her Majesty the Queen had not received any subjects or attended court, which was unprecedented.

Since Yadel married Cohen and became Queen in charge of the government, the situation of not attending court for three consecutive days had never occurred.

A minister asked in a low voice:

"Prime Minister, is Her Highness feeling unwell?

Should we ask the Saintess of the Light Church to take a look at Her Highness?"

The Prime Minister waved his hand and said:

"It's a minor problem. Alright, everyone, bring up the official documents that need approval."

Seeing that Prime Minister Angus was unwilling to say more, the ministers did not dare to ask more questions.

Angus collected the official documents, turned around and walked into the Queen's office, passed through the reception hall and corridor, and came to the innermost office area.

However, it was not Yadel sitting inside, but Nephthys.

Seeing the Prime Minister carrying a stack of documents over, Nephthys's small face showed a hint of displeasure, and she asked softly:

"Didn't Her Highness say when she would be back?"

Angus also looked very helpless.

In order to go see Cohen, Yadel directly abandoned the entire Effien and such a big mess, left a letter and ran away, making the dignified Prime Minister very embarrassed.

He had no choice but to follow the contents of the letter and let Nephthys temporarily impersonate the Queen.

Angus frowned slightly and said:

"According to the time, she should have met Cohen by now!"

......

In Viesel's group, there was a knight in silver armor, wearing a mask, only revealing a pair of eyes, exuding an aura that made people unable to see through.

Seeing these eyes, Cohen's whole body trembled, but he quickly regained his composure, turned his head and introduced to the Scarlet Marauders:

"This is Mr. Modo's nephew, Mr. Viesel.

I purchased some supplies from Pale Wing. Find someone to unload the supplies."

"Yes."

Cohen pointed to a group of soldiers behind Viesel and said in a deep voice:

"These are some experienced naval generals that I recruited from various parts of the mainland. They will be responsible for the daily training of the pirate group in the future."

The faces of several deputy chiefs were a little unnatural. In name, it was training, but in reality?

These people were clearly the Chief's confidants, preparing to gradually insert themselves into the Scarlet Marauders.

However, they did not have the qualifications and reasons to object, so they had to accept it honestly.

After the Great War of the Dark Tide Ghost Pirates and the annihilation battle of the Crying Sound Trench, Cohen had established absolute prestige within the Scarlet Marauders.

After introducing a few people, Cohen said:

"Viesel, bring someone over, I have other things to tell you."

Viesel immediately replied:

"Alright."

The crowd dispersed, and Viesel took the silver-armored knight to the Chief's residence.

Halfway there, Viesel said:

"Chief, I'll go talk to my uncle about something first."

Cohen waved his hand:

"Go ahead."

Afterwards, only the silver-armored knight and Cohen were together.

After arriving at the room, Cohen closed the door, turned around and hugged the silver-armored knight, and uncovered the mask, revealing a face that he had been thinking about day and night, a face that could captivate all beings.

"Sis, why are you here?"

Yadel smiled and said:

"I missed my husband, so I came..."

Before she could finish speaking, Cohen blocked Yadel's red lips.

In a long, deep kiss, Cohen's hands were not idle either, taking off the armor on Yadel's body, revealing a graceful and moving curve.

Cohen pushed Yadel onto the bed, the round pelvis and plump breasts set off a slender waist, Cohen felt his brain congested, his heart pounding.

Just as he was about to swing his sword to attack, Yadel reached out and pressed against his chest.

The Queen's sister's eyes flickered with light, and she asked in a low voice:

"Where is that mermaid?"

Cohen was stunned for a moment and replied:

"Sis, we're doing serious business now, why are you mentioning her?"

Yadel narrowed her beautiful eyes:

“I'd like to meet this woman who dared to plot against my brother.”

Cohen didn't reply, directly removing the long stockings from Adair's legs and tossing them aside on the bed.

Hugging her legs, he whispered:

“Sis, a little later, I’ll let you meet her. For now, just dutifully fulfill your obligations as queen and serve your king well!”

Having spoken, he thrust deeply.

Adair's eyes instantly became dazed, her fair and lovely jade feet pressed against Cohen's ear, curled into a crescent moon shape, the back of her feet white and snowy, the soles rosy, her five toes slender and delicate, like bamboo shoots.

Cohen gently nibbled on the shoots, and Adair couldn't help but let out a trembling sound from her throat, as beautiful things repeated over and over again.

… …

But suddenly, Adair stopped.

Cohen's eyes widened, and Adair whispered:

“There seems to be a Legendary-level witch constantly watching the two of us. Who… who is she!”

Cohen gently nibbled on the shoots, and Adair couldn't help but let out a trembling sound from her throat, as beautiful things repeated over and over again.

… …

To say what was different between the Queen and the first few times.

Cohen would say that Adair, as a newlywed, was a good driving experience, and the Queen, as a mature woman, was a great riding experience.

Cohen lay on the bed, watching the undulating waves of Adair's chest, a full riding experience.

Just as Cohen was about to replenish some moisture to the Queen's body, Adair suddenly stopped.

Cohen was stunned, and a trace of clarity surfaced in Adair's eyes, which were filled with watery light. Looking down at Cohen, she whispered:

“There seems to be a Legendary-level witch constantly watching the two of us, and she even triggered the magic circle I set up. Who… who is she!”

Cohen's expression stiffened, thinking that Belle was probably worried about something happening to him, so she paid a little attention to the movements on his side.

It made Cohen sigh. The Queen's keen perception was still effective even when doing this kind of thing.

Cohen wrapped his arms around Adair's waist and pressed her down, lowering his voice:

“Sis, don't worry about anything else when doing this kind of thing. Ignore her, let's continue!”

… …

As the Chief of General Affairs of the Military Intelligence Agency, Weiser had a certain understanding of the famous Sequence Master in the "Lost Land," even if he had never met the Cursed Witch Belmodi.

Accurately speaking, another important task of the Military Intelligence Agency is to protect personnel who have close relationships and friendships with the director, to prevent accidents.

Isabella, Nephthys, Asuna, Winsadler, Freya, Melantha, Mephis, including Grace, the eldest princess of the Eastern Region Empire, all have a secret action team from the Military Intelligence Agency in the cities where they live, to ensure that they can respond in a timely manner when accidents occur.

Although Belmodi has not had a clear relationship with Cohen, Weiser is such a shrewd person. He feels that with Cohen's methods, this Sequence Master will fall sooner or later.

Therefore, he had understood her very early on.

When Weiser heard the servant report that a mysterious woman with her face covered by mist had come to visit, he immediately reacted.

Belmodi is here. He quickly waved to dismiss the servants and respectfully and diligently welcomed Belmodi in, saying respectfully:

“Your Excellency must be the famous Sequence Master!”

Belmodi raised her eyes slightly and asked plainly:

“Are you Cohen's man?”

Weiser smiled and said:

“Weiser Adam, Chief of General Affairs of the Military Intelligence Agency, has met the Sequence Master.”

Belmodi heard Melantha say that this so-called Military Intelligence Agency was created by Cohen after he returned to the country, and he personally served as the director.

Its main function is to eliminate reactionary forces at home and abroad, gather intelligence, and plan conspiracies and actions.

Now it has grown into a behemoth. At least in the Northwest Continent, its tentacles have extended to every corner.

According to Melantha's estimate, Cohen is preparing to build the Military Intelligence Agency into a huge organization spanning the human continent, the Lost Land, the Endless Sea, and the Hell Plane, as long as there are living beings.

Chief of General Affairs, needless to say, must be Cohen's staunch confidant, but this staunch confidant is actually a member of the Pale Wings.

Belmodi couldn't help but slander, this Golden Wing Woman is really good to Cohen, digging her own corner for her lover to use.

Belmodi concealed her emotions and asked calmly:

“You brought a silver-armored knight who entered Cohen's room and never came out again. Who is he?”

Weiser thought that it was as expected. This witch's perception is really exceptionally keen, and she can even detect the movements of the Queen.

Weiser still had a gentle smile on his face:

“Your Excellency Witch, the identity of this silver-armored knight is relatively sensitive. Without the director's order, I cannot say.”

Belmodi stared at Weiser deeply, with a strange meaning in her words, and asked:

“It's your queen, Adair Angrian, right?”

Weiser was slightly startled. With the Queen's strength and superb attainments in formations, unless a saint personally takes action, it is generally difficult for outsiders to see through her disguise.

This Sequence Master is really not to be underestimated. No wonder a woman can become a hegemon in a place like the "Lost Land."

Weiser's face was still calm, and his facial expression did not fluctuate significantly because Belmodi guessed Adair's identity. He replied softly:

“Your Excellency, it's still the same sentence. Without the director's order, I cannot disclose any information. Please forgive me.

If you are really interested in the identity of the silver-armored knight, you might as well ask in person. I think the director should not hide it from you.”

After Belmodi's guess was confirmed, she didn't bother Weiser anymore, leaving a sentence:

“No wonder you can be an official under Cohen. His vision for choosing people is indeed very accurate!”

Weiser bowed slightly, and when he looked up again, Belmodi had disappeared.

Weiser thought to himself that his previous speculation was correct again. Looking at this posture, this Sequence Master seems to be somewhat interested in His Majesty as well.

Just as he was secretly sighing that the Military Intelligence Agency would have to spend more money in the Lost Land in the future, the door rang again.

Weiser thought that he had just arrived on Crimson Island and hadn't even remembered all the names. Why is it so lively?

He opened the door, a hint of amazement flashed in his eyes, and then he realized something and bowed:

“May I ask, are you the patriarch of the Tide Clan?”

Claire directly pushed the door in, looked around, and asked:

“Did Cohen tell you who I am?”

Weiser replied:

“He told me, but in order to avoid trouble, the director specifically instructed me to call you patriarch in all cases.”

Admiration flashed in Claire's eyes, and she said:

“Why do you call him director? Isn't he your Majesty?”

Weiser didn't know what Cohen's attitude towards Claire was. He only said in the message that this person and the mermaid Tide Clan behind her had formed a close alliance with Effien.

Weiser pondered for a moment and said:

“I work in an institution created by His Majesty. When I am outside, His Majesty allows me to directly call his position.”

Claire raised her eyebrows slightly, thought of something, and said:

“The Military Intelligence Agency, I heard Cohen mention it to me. He seems to intend to have our mermaid clan provide intelligence from the Endless Sea for this Military Intelligence Agency.

Weiser… Weiser… This name is quite familiar. I remember now, you are the Chief of General Affairs of the Military Intelligence Agency, right?”

Weiser's thoughts turned. A mermaid far away in the Endless Sea can say his exact position through his name, then there is only one possibility, the other party has come into contact with the core information of the Military Intelligence Agency.

Who gave it, it goes without saying.

No need to think about it, this beautiful mermaid in front of him has probably been branded with the director's exclusive mark!