My queen is rebelling!

The rose burrowed into Sandro's body, tightly binding itself around his heart.

Cohen smiled faintly:

"As long as you listen obediently and don't harbor any ulterior motives, this rose will stay safely inside you forever.

Cohen snapped his fingers, and the sorceress retracted her magic.

Cohen looked at Sandro, who was like a dead dog, and threw him a bronze mask and a communication stone.

After the "Salesman" raised Cohen's level, his permissions allowed him to make masks and communication stones below the silver level and independently develop members.

"Welcome to join 'Black Tomb'. From now on, you will be 'Bronze Two-Zero-Seven-Six'. The communication stone contains information about your tasks and responsibilities.

And I, Gold 'Shadow', am your direct superior!"

Sandro took the things blankly, his eyes full of confusion and fear of the unknown.

Cohen took the initiative to extend his hand, with a gentle smile:

"We are comrades!"

......

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at some information sent by Sandro... now he should be called "Bronze Two-Zero-Seven-Six".

The Southern Border is indeed not very stable. The Southern Border Grand Duke has already contacted many trade organizations on the continent.

The demand for weapons and food is very large.

Previously, his eldest son Cliff came to Florence to discuss a large grain business with "Pale Wings".

Isabella handed over the relevant information to him, and the amount inside was very alarming.

Roughly estimated, it is enough for at least three standing legions for a year.

Perhaps the Southern Border Grand Duke is now only acting out of self-preservation, and is still hesitating whether to rebel.

But once his eldest son dies, he will make up his mind.

As for the Elven Sacred Fruit, the other party has already handed it over to the Southern Border Grand Duke.

The Southern Border Grand Duke is also an old fox, and has not yet let Cliff take it.

He is looking for an ambassador from the Elven race to identify this Elven Sacred Fruit.

He is also worried that Andre is secretly playing tricks.

Cohen simply gave the other party a few instructions, telling him to pay attention to safety and not to contact him so frequently.

Cohen sighed to himself.

There are not many leaders like me who care so much about their subordinates!

After dealing with the matters at hand, Raymond from the Extraordinary Arena sent a message:

Theodore of the DuPont family wants to meet with him to clarify the misunderstanding and bring the things Miss Nefthys wants.

Cohen's eyebrows moved slightly.

Theodore? That is Borgus DuPont's uncle.

A popular figure by the Grand Judge Gower.

Cohen was originally planning to find an opportunity to go to the DuPont family to solve the entanglement of the DuPont family for the sorceress.

Unexpectedly, the other party took the initiative to come to him.

Cohen can now be sure that the warlock who attacked him in the arena at that time definitely had a close relationship with the DuPont family.

Sandro has already entrusted the people of Black Tomb to attack him, so there is no need to do it publicly.

Being able to command a golden-level warlock, this DuPont family is not as simple as it seems.

Taking the initiative to make peace, perhaps the events that happened at Emerald Lake a few days ago were known to them?

Perhaps it is just a disguise.

A biting dog does not bark. Theodore's initiative to release goodwill is not a good thing.

Cohen secretly raised his guard and took Nefthys to the appointment.

The location is in a private club in Florence, which should be a DuPont family property.

Theodore is a mature and charming middle-aged man. Seeing Cohen coming, he greeted him warmly.

The two exchanged polite and thoughtful greetings, as if there had been no previous conflicts.

The two sat down and added tea.

When the teacup landed, there was a moment of silence.

After the polite exchanges, such silence often occurs before getting down to business.

Theodore took the initiative to break the silence and said:

"My nephew was wrong before. Please don't blame him."

A dignified vice president of the High Court, a popular figure by the cabinet minister, respectfully calls a sixteen-year-old young man 'Your Excellency'.

The charm and strangeness of the extraordinary world lies in this!

Theodore's voice was full of apology and sincerity:

"Young people are passionate and easily impulsive.

Seeing the woman he has liked since childhood suddenly followed another man.

He will always do some irrational things.

Can you understand, Your Excellency?"

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Cohen smiled faintly and said:

"Of course I understand. In fact, I don't have too much conflict with Young Master DuPont. It's okay to talk things out."

Theodore had a sincere smile on his face, and he didn't know how much he believed in Cohen's statement.

He took out a storage ring, his eyes fell on Nefthys on the side, and said softly:

"You are Morton's adopted daughter. In that case, you should call me uncle.

Because of Borgus's affairs, perhaps you have some unpleasant views on our family.

But all of this is over.

I have already told Borgus's mother about that marriage contract, and it is completely void. You can treat it as if it never happened.

In fact, I also understand you very well. When Borgus's mother mentioned this matter, I raised objections.

How can you make your own decisions about a little girl's marriage?

Fortunately, everything can be recovered."

Theodore pushed the ring to the other party, with a gentle smile on his face.

Nefthys said thank you and took back the ring.

The dignified vice president of the High Court and assistant to the national grand judge treated two young people with such an attitude. Theodore felt that he had done enough.

He can also explain to the cabinet.

He slowly stood up and said solemnly:

"I hope that there will be room for us to maintain good friendship and cooperation in the future!"

Cohen smiled faintly and said:

"I am also very much looking forward to it."

......

After sending away Cohen and the two, Theodore's face became expressionless.

Soon, a gloomy voice sounded in his ear:

"I can't see his background. As for killing him, I am 100% sure."

Theodore chuckled:

"You said that to me last time too."

"That's different. This time I will do it myself, he can't escape!"

Theodore waved his hand:

"Alright, I'll tell you a piece of news.

This kid almost led the Emerald Lake battle of the saints a few days ago, and stole a dragon egg in full view of everyone, and finally escaped unscathed!"

As the voice fell, a man's figure appeared in front of Theodore.

The man was thin, but exuded a terrifying power.

His eyes were slender, the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and his pupils were a strange purple-red color.

He was holding an old book in his hand, with fanaticism and obsession on his face.

Warlock, a warlock who has concluded a "Book Pact"!

The warlock made an unpleasant and harsh sound:

"Are you kidding me?"

Theodore said lightly:

"I wish I was joking.

However, if it wasn't true, do you think I would let go of a 'Night Rose' family mage for nothing?"

(The plot transition these days is a bit bland, please bear with me. In addition, it will be on the shelves next Friday, please brothers support the first order at that time! Kneel and thank OTZ OTZ OTZ)