My queen is rebelling!

The royal palace, in the room where Cohen learns magic with the Queen.

The communication stone in his hand vibrated.

In the [Frequent Contacts] column, the avatar of [Gold Medal "Rider"] flashed.

The one sending the message was the Gold-rank direct superior of Silver-rank 207!

[Gold Medal "Rider"] sent an address and a temporary mission:

"Tomorrow at 3 PM, take your Bronze-rank assassin and set up an ambush here. Wait for my orders for the rest."

Cohen's eyes flickered slightly, this was about to begin.

Notifying the Silver ranks only when the time is near, and not even revealing the specifics of the operation, the "Black Tomb's" planning for this operation is indeed extremely meticulous.

No wonder the "Daughter of Golden Wings" suffered such a big loss in her previous life.

The sound of high heels echoed as Cohen put away the communication stone, obediently playing the role of the Queen's good student.

The two-hour lesson quickly ended, and Cohen listened with great interest.

As a Quasi-Legendary mage and the Daughter of Divine Grace, Adelle's insights and understanding of magic were profound, and her few words gave Cohen great inspiration.

The [Dragon Seal · Weapon Master] class is both magical and martial, and studying profound magic is very helpful in improving combat power.

Looking at Cohen's serious face, Adelle was slightly lost in thought.

Father was right, Cohen is becoming more and more like a king.

Perhaps when he recovers his memories, this scene will never happen again.

Cohen looked at Adelle, who was suddenly lost in thought, and said:

"Sister, tomorrow my royal uncle will begin teaching me the exclusive skills of the [Paladin], so I can't stay in the palace."

Adelle calmed her heart and stared at Cohen, a hint of surprise suddenly condensing in her eyes:

"Has Your Majesty advanced to Tier 2?"

Cohen's heart tightened, was he discovered?

What happened to the awakened talent [Child of the Mist]?

Cohen was afraid that his Tier 2 cultivation would be seen by his royal sister, leading to some unfounded associations, so he deliberately activated the [Child of the Mist] talent.

He didn't expect to be seen through anyway!

When did the cheat from Qidian become so unreliable?

Cohen's eyes flickered slightly, and he recalled the explanation of the Child of the Mist:

"Your past, present, and future are hidden in the mist of eternal night, and no one can see through it!"

No one can see through it, so what if it's not a person?

Cohen suddenly recalled Ares's faint fear of the "icy" woman's aura on him when he talked with the God of War.

Cohen's mind raced, and he quickly put on a shy look:

"I wanted to give my sister a surprise, but I didn't expect to be seen through in advance."

A rare and exceptionally charming smile appeared on the Queen's jade face:

"Your Majesty's talent is really good. If you had started practicing earlier, you might be more powerful than your sister now."

Cohen smiled awkwardly:

"It's all thanks to my royal uncle's good teaching. Without his help, I wouldn't have advanced so quickly."

Perhaps Cohen's progress made the Queen more interested, and today's lesson was extended by two hours.

A long-lost youthful aura appeared on the Queen's body. After all, she was just a girl in her twenties.

The Queen felt as if she had returned to ten years ago, to the carefree girlhood in the palace.

Cohen also unconsciously let go of his heavy thoughts, and past memories flooded in like a tide. He seemed to have really become the six-year-old himself.

The consequence of extending the lesson by two hours was that the anxious footsteps of the female officials were constantly heard outside the door.

Adelle restrained all her soft emotions and returned to being the decisive Queen.

The female official quickly walked in after receiving permission and presented a message that was not too surprising to Cohen:

The Roland Duke of the Western Empire has applied to borrow the Emerald Lake road tomorrow, and has specially presented a letter in the Duke's own handwriting, and hopes to be able to enter the palace to meet His Majesty the King the day after tomorrow.

The sudden arrival of the Empire's Grand Duke in Effin and his desire to meet the King was a slight surprise to the Queen.

However, besides being an important figure in the Western Empire, Duke Roland was also an old friend of the late King, so she had no reason to refuse for personal or public reasons.

As for borrowing the Emerald Lake road, the Queen naturally thought that the other party was out for sightseeing and did not think much about it.

The Queen pinched her eyebrows and said slowly:

"Agree to the borrowing of the road, and also invite the Minister of Foreign Affairs to accompany Duke Roland after he enters the city."

"Yes!"

...

Outside Florence, embraced by mountains, a bay of water is like a piece of green jade, quietly embedded in the earth.

A gentle breeze blows, and the sparkling waves are like countless tiny diamonds shining.

This is the famous Emerald Lake of Florence.

Along the lake, looking into the distance, a mountain villa is hidden among a large area of maple forest.

By the quiet lake, two anglers are comfortably fishing.

Both of them are wearing simple robes, lying on rocking wicker chairs, with their eyes slightly closed, as if they are integrated with the surrounding landscape.

One of them is an old man with white hair and a thin face, and the other is a slightly fat, gentle-looking middle-aged man with a faint smile on his face.

The fish baskets beside them were empty, but the two of them didn't care at all.

Soon, a burst of noisy hoofbeats shattered this peaceful scene.

The thin old man opened his eyes slightly, his gaze seemed to penetrate the heavy maple leaves, seeing the people coming on the official road.

The old man said with some resentment:

"That Roland brat is still so annoying!

This formation, going out seems afraid that others won't know, scaring away the fish that was about to bite my hook!"

The slightly fat middle-aged man's mouth twitched slightly, and he slandered in his heart, you old man have been sitting for most of the day, and it seems that not a single fish has been hooked.

Speaking, he shook the fishing rod imperceptibly, quietly letting go of the fish biting the bait on his fishing rod.

The action was extremely skillful, without disturbing the old man next to him at all, obviously he had done it many times, so skilled that it made people feel sorry for him.

Accompanying the leader to fish is also a technical job!

He said slowly:

"Your Eminence, why bother with a child? If the fish in the water don't bite, the ones outside the water will."

A cunning smile appeared on the thin old man's face, "Philno, what kind of reward do you think we should ask him for if we retrieve that old Saint Paul's cross this time?"

The slightly fat middle-aged man wisely closed his mouth and did not answer.

His Eminence the Cardinal Archbishop can tease His Holiness the Pope without any taboos, but he doesn't have the guts.

The "Roland brat" in the mouth of the Cardinal Archbishop of the Light Church is a tall and upright middle-aged man.

A head of golden hair is as dazzling as sunlight, casually draped over his shoulders.

His eyebrows are thick and slightly raised, like an eagle about to spread its wings, and his tightly pursed lips have firm lines, revealing a firm will and decisive personality.

The Roland Duke of the Western Empire wears gorgeous purple-gold armor, riding a snow-white unicorn, the unicorn's horn shining with magical brilliance, and the hooves are windy, as if stepping on clouds.

Behind the Duke is a majestic knightly team. The knights are all heroic, holding sharp spears, and the shields are engraved with the Roland family's Bauhinia family crest.

The armor exuding a powerful magical aura shines in the sun, and the neat steps shake the earth slightly.

Several huge griffins circled in the sky, and the flying riders on their backs were vigilant, constantly observing the surrounding situation.

The Roland family's "elite" army, [Heart of Bauhinia]!

The Duke's expression is solemn and majestic, and his deep gaze seems to penetrate the layers of maple forest, locking onto the villa hidden among the mountains.

Soon, a scout rider galloped to the Duke's side, bowed and saluted, and said:

"Your Highness, the front has been scouted clearly.

The people of 'Pale Wings' have entered the villa, and no abnormalities have been found in the surrounding area. There are just a few ordinary people fishing by the lake. Should we drive them away?"

Duke Roland waved his hand slightly:

"No, don't disturb the nearby people.

Tell the brothers to pay attention to the impact and not lose the image of our Western Empire! We must have the bearing and decency of a great power!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"