My queen is rebelling!

… … Seventh victory! Mr. 'Shadow Lord', do you need a rest?

Cohen casually tossed aside the curved blade he had seized, its edge now chipped and dull from the relentless clashes, and said indifferently:

"Continue!"

Like a hot knife through butter!

Unstoppable!

The chasm of levels became meaningless in the face of Cohen.

Even those at the Second Order rarely lasted more than five minutes in his hands.

The Dragon Force of One-Punch Man, an impenetrable absolute defense, the magic-martial dual cultivation's stun technique, and the elusive Blade-Stealing skill.

The winning streak simply couldn't be stopped.

The audience was in a state of utter frenzy.

Compared to the ethereal 'God Summoning,' this kind of fist-to-flesh, level-crushing battle was more direct and exhilarating.

Everyone in the stands was cheering the name of the 'Shadow Lord'.

Raymond's side was piled high with invitations from the nobles of the first and second floors, filled with goodwill and flattery.

So-called noble dignity was worthless in the face of someone who could communicate with a deity on equal terms.

As the last Shadow Dancer, whose strength reached the peak of the Second Order, fell under Cohen's fist, a twenty-win streak was achieved!

Experience points: 150/300

Not far from the Second Order!

The audience stood up one after another, raising their hands high, their cheers converging into a powerful wave of sound that almost broke through the confines of the arena.

"I'm not interested in the God Guard Preparatory Camp, but I'm a little interested in God's Favor.

I will achieve thirty wins tomorrow!"

Cohen's actions plunged the audience into an even greater frenzy.

Excited cheers filled with reverence and anticipation, like scorching sunlight, illuminating every corner.

Raymond came to Cohen with a large stack of invitations and sighed:

"I underestimated you. I will obey the orders of my lord and do one thing for you.

I was wrong about Chloe's matter. He has already received the punishment he deserved. I hope you will not pursue it any further."

Cohen did not accept the invitations, saying faintly:

"I didn't have any major conflicts with him in the first place. You can handle these things for me."

Raymond paused, retracted the invitations, and handed Cohen a badge engraved with two red moons.

Cohen still refused:

"You may have a new one tomorrow. Let's leave it at that. I'll tell you what I want you to do after I finish the match tomorrow."

Nefthys walked over, hesitating to speak:

"Sir…"

Cohen looked at Nefthys, who was hesitant to speak, and smiled softly:

"Beautiful lady, I look forward to being able to solve your problems."

Nefthys's small face flushed slightly, and she shook her head:

"Sir, I do have something I want to tell you, but this is not the place to talk. After you're done, can you accompany me to a place?"

"With pleasure. Also, I want to introduce you to a few people."

Cohen naturally and skillfully took Nefthys's hand, as if the action had been repeated countless times.

Nefthys's cheeks flushed red, but she didn't resist.

Trusting a man she had only known for two days, Nefthys's heart revealed a slight trace of confusion.

Cohen led Nefthys straight to the VIP first floor, heading for the Pale Wings's private room.

Many people on the first two floors were still looking at Cohen.

Seeing him heading towards the Pale Wings without looking back, they couldn't help but show disappointment.

They didn't have the confidence to compete with the Pale Wings for people.

Cohen knocked on the door, and Mr. Modo's familiar voice came from inside:

"Come in, my God Summoner!"

Cohen walked into the private room. Isabella was studying a book at her desk.

Seeing Isabella again after many days, the corners of Cohen's eyes unconsciously relaxed.

The beauty of the Golden Winged Woman could indeed bring joy.

Nefthys, who was traveling with him, was also shocked by the beauty of the stunning woman in the private room.

Isabella didn't have any extra expression on her face. She didn't seem to care about Cohen's arrival. She just glanced at him lightly and continued to indulge in the ancient book on the table.

Cohen stood awkwardly in place, wondering why Isabella was suddenly so cold to him, not even greeting him.

Was she still angry about the teasing last time?

Cohen took the initiative to break the silence:

"Let me introduce you to everyone. This is Ms. Nefthys, my partner for the next five years."

Hearing this title, Isabella slowly raised her head, her eyes showing a hint of interest:

"A mind mage, indeed a good partner."

Isabella deliberately emphasized the words "partner".

Before Cohen could continue to introduce her, Isabella got up from her desk, stepped on bright red high heels, and walked gracefully to Nefthys, extending her hand:

"Hello, lovely lady, my name is Isabella Winser. You can call me Isa."

Cohen's eyebrows twitched slightly, seemingly surprised by Isabella's actions.

Winser?

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The little mage was shocked. The Winser family of the Pale Wings!

Isabella, that's right!

No wonder she was so familiar. The woman in front of her, exuding noble majesty between her gestures, was actually the famous Golden Winged Woman!

Nefthys quickly reached out and shook her hand, replying:

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Winser. You are indeed as beautiful as the legends say."

Isabella gently kneaded Nefthys's small hand and said with a faint smile:

"The feel is indeed good. No wonder someone loves it so much and is reluctant to let go."

Nefthys trembled slightly, a blush quickly rising on her face. She struggled to withdraw her hand and pursed her lips without saying a word.

Cohen's face was full of embarrassment. He was silent for a few seconds and said:

"Miss Winser's identity must be kept absolutely confidential. No one can be told."

Nefthys nodded lightly.

Cohen looked at Isabella, whose face had returned to its coldness, opened his mouth, and then stopped, not knowing how to speak.

Isabella's voice was cold and clear:

"Speak, what do you want to do by bringing your little sister here?"

Cohen's eyebrows raised slightly. This woman was too smart. None of his little actions could be hidden from her.

Cohen carefully said:

"I heard that the Pale Wings has a ring called 'Insight', um… I want it."

"Insight", a legendary magic equipment, only has the storage function for most people.

But for a Mind Mage, it is a rare artifact.

It can not only improve the ability of mental interference, but also protect the mind mage from getting lost when invading other people's minds.

Isabella obviously knew the true value of "Insight" and understood Cohen's true purpose in asking for "Insight" almost instantly.

The woman squinted her beautiful eyes, staring straight at Cohen, and opened her red lips slightly:

"Asking another woman for something for a woman, Mr. Shadow Lord, you really have ideas!"

Cohen quickly said:

"I can exchange it with you!"

"I don't want to exchange it."

Cohen was stunned and said softly:

"Why, isn't everything tradable in the Pale Wings?

Logically speaking, shouldn't Miss Winser, as the Golden Winged Woman, maintain this tenet even more?"

"There's no why. Being unreasonable is a woman's privilege."

Cohen was completely speechless, wondering why Isabella suddenly had such great hostility towards him.

Sure enough, a woman's temper is unpredictable.

He sighed slightly, forget it, he would mention it again when she was in a better mood.

Mr. Modo, who was next to him, finally couldn't stand the outrageous atmosphere and said:

"The person you wanted me to invite has agreed to meet you tomorrow night. Don't be late."

Cohen nodded slightly, turned around and wanted to say something to Isabella, but found that the woman had picked up the book again, exuding an aura that kept strangers away.

He sighed softly, and led Nefthys away.