Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 23 Reaching an Agreement
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Nephthys gradually calmed down. Although she was young, she was not an ignorant girl.

Since the other party openly disclosed the news of the [Black Rose Key] to her, he must have something to ask of her, and she also felt the other party's aggressive gaze.

She sighed softly, gave a wry smile, and untied the black veil on her face.

The girl has a fair face and a straight nose, like a sculpture carefully carved by the Creator.

With a hint of helpless smile, the facial lines are very soft, exuding an irresistible charm.

Cohen looked at the girl's face and understood why she always covered her face with a black veil.

This is so cute - the soft hair hangs on both sides of the cheeks, the slightly trembling eyelashes are like the fragile wings of a butterfly, fluttering gently, the lips are slightly pursed, and she seems to be aggrieved and very weak, making people want to bully her.

Cohen inexplicably thought of a food called Milk Puff from his previous life. It was cute, and he wanted to...

The girl didn't know that Cohen's thoughts had already wandered away, and she opened her red lips slightly:
"If you can help me find the [Black Rose Key], I am willing to give you everything I have...including myself."

amount……

Cohen came to his senses. He didn't expect that this thing was so important to Nephthys that she would rather sacrifice her life to get it.

The reason why he knew about the "Black Rose Key" was because he saw it by chance when he was browsing a forum in his previous life. He was not clear about the true significance of this thing to the Robben family.

He stared at Nephthys and sighed slightly in his heart.

Girl, your appearance of being at the mercy of others really makes me feel embarrassed.

Should I be a beast or worse than a beast?

Although Cohen didn't mind having some pleasant moments with such a beautiful girl, he was under too much pressure right now and had no time or energy to flirt.

He said softly:

"Miss, have you misunderstood something? I just want to negotiate a deal with you."

"what?"

Nephthys' cheeks flushed, and she exclaimed slightly:
"I'm sorry, sir. I thought you..."

Cohen teased the other party:
"Of course, if such a lovely lady takes the initiative to throw herself into my arms, I won't refuse."

Nephthys lowered her head slightly and spoke softly:
"Sir, please don't tease me. The [Black Rose Key] is the key to our clan's revival. It's truly important to me."

Cohen asked:
"How many people are left in your Robben family?"

Nephthys said bitterly, "After my mother passed away, I was left alone."

Cohen was silent for a moment, and wanted to think of something: you are the only one left, how can you revive the family? At least you need a man.

But looking at the aggrieved and helpless little girl, a sense of guilt arose spontaneously, as if I shouldn't ask such a heavy question.

Nephthys suppressed her emotions and said softly:

"However, our ancestors were not completely unprepared. When we fled, we hid a portion of our treasures in a secret place. The key to unlock it was the [Black Rose Key], but it was lost before we could unlock it.

We have been searching for it for over a hundred years, but unfortunately, even my generation still has no clue.”

Cohen understood everything and said:
"Don't worry, as long as we reach a deal, I will take you to find the [Black Rose Key]."

Nephthys was in a much better mood and asked:

"What kind of deal are you talking about, sir?"

Cohen smiled and replied:

"It's simple. I want to hire you to serve me! Of course, it's a normal service. Please don't misunderstand it again."

Nephthys blushed slightly and asked:
"Mercenary? Sir, are you the leader of an adventure group?"

Cohen was silent for a few seconds and replied:

"That's about right. You can understand it that way."

Cohen said silently in his heart, it’s just that my adventure group is a bit big.

He continued:
"The employment period is five years. During these five years, you must absolutely obey my orders. During this period, I will take you to find the [Black Rose Key] at the appropriate time, based on your loyalty and ability."

Nephthys breathed a sigh of relief. Five years wasn't a long time.

Cohen added, "If you're worried, we can go to the Temple of Fairness and sign a complete employment contract." Nephthys shook her head.
"No need, sir, since you haven't chosen to reveal my true identity to the Five Empires, I can trust you based on this alone."

Cohen continued, "Also, you need to improve your strength as much as possible... Excuse me, how old are you now?"

"Fourteen."

Cohen looked at the other man's foul body and thought to himself, is he so well developed at the age of fourteen? He said:

"You must try your best to break through the Bronze Rank before reaching adulthood. Of course, I will also provide you with some assistance within my ability."

Nephthys nodded slightly and suddenly asked:

"Sir, may I see your face?"

Cohen shook his head and said:
"Ms. Nephthys, you are not yet someone I can trust, so I'm sorry that I cannot reveal my true identity to you for the time being."

Nephthys was slightly disappointed, but she was still very interested in this young noble who knew her family history and could easily sweep away those of the same level.

She bit her lip lightly and said firmly:

"Don't worry, sir. You will see my loyalty sooner or later!"

……

Andre looked at the playboy in front of him, who still had an angry look on his face, and chuckled:

"I just don't believe that the Gaunt family has no resentment towards the Angrian family."

Sandro thought to himself that he didn't have any resentment at all. If he had any resentment, it was because the queen didn't just kill his elder brother.

Facing the special envoy from the Kingdom of Ceylon, Sandro showed exaggerated anger on his face:
"That was the Queen's willful will. The Prime Minister has already written to explain everything clearly. We know exactly what you, the Third Prince, are planning. Don't try to drive a wedge between us and the Prime Minister!"

Andrei smiled faintly, "Oh, I didn't expect the Grand Duke of the Southern Territory to be so easy to talk to now. Is a bland letter of apology worth the eldest son's arm and a legendary protector?"

Sandro stood up suddenly, his lips trembling: "But you are talking about rebellion! Rebellion!

We, the Gaunt family, are descendants of the Four Horsemen, and our swords can only be swung against the enemy!"

Andre waved his hand:

“No, this is not a rebellion.

The she-wolf of House Angrin has deceived His Majesty the King. As descendants of the Four Knights, the Gaunt family, and heirs of the "Sword" emblem, don't you have an obligation to use the swords in your hands to purge the Corleone royal family of evil and restore the royal power?"

Sandro's tone paused as he fell into rapid thought.

At the same time, my mind flashed with my father's instructions before he left:

No matter what the other party says, don't agree, and don't express your opinion easily. If you have to express your opinion, then we have only one attitude - the Gaunt family will always be the most loyal knights in the southern border of Effiin.

Sandro shook his head and said:

"Thank you, Mr. Special Envoy, for the 'Elf Holy Fruit'. If this is our bargaining chip for betraying Effiin, please take it back."

Andrea suddenly laughed and pointed at Sandro and said:
"Second Young Master, are you eager for me to take this fruit back?"

Sandro's face showed the anger of having his thoughts exposed.

Andre didn't give the other party a chance to attack:

"Alright, I'm not here to force you to express your opinions. Go back and tell your father that if he wishes, the [Oath of Ceylon] in the hands of our Third Prince is always ready!"

【Oath of Ceylon】!
Although Sandro is a playboy, he is also very clear about the meaning of this.

An elite army that can truly fight against the power of the Effiin royal family!

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and the four words "son of the king" lingered in his heart like a spell.

Andre looked at Sandro and sneered inwardly.

Sandro finally nodded slowly:
"I'll tell my father. Also, I need Mr. Special Envoy to help me do something!"

As he spoke, a hint of viciousness flashed across Sandro's brows.

(End of this chapter)