Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 261 Then I will call you Sister Bei from now on!

Cohen felt extremely fortunate at this moment.

Fortunately, Belmodi was considerate of the relationship between herself and Rosalina. Otherwise, given the Witch's temperament, facing such blatant teasing, it would be considered a light punishment if she didn't hang herself up and beat her.

Fortunately, Belmodi just controlled himself today and asked for the truth, which gave him a chance to explain.

Otherwise, if Rosalina or Mephis knew about this... there would definitely be a fire in his harem!

Facing Belmodi's questioning, Cohen's brain raced, thinking about his words, and soon replied in a stiff tone:

"My Lady Witch, I didn't know these clothes were among the gifts.

I don’t know what women like, so I asked a female friend to prepare the gift.

She may have misunderstood our relationship and thought it was a gift from me to my lover."

Upon hearing Cohen's answer, Belmodi's expression froze and her clenched hands loosened.

I didn’t expect it to be like this!

She couldn't help but feel relieved that she had misunderstood Cohen.

Fortunately, I didn't act on impulse and cause any irreversible consequences. I just controlled him for a while.

Belmodi bit her red lips lightly. After knowing that Cohen did not have such thoughts about her, she suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

She quickly cut off her thoughts. As the Lord of the Sequence, she shouldn't have such a soft heart.

No matter what kind of help Cohen could bring to her, she was ultimately Rosalina's lover.

As a sister and mother to Rosalina, she cannot have any thoughts.

Belmodi took a deep breath and waved her hand gently, and Cohen's expression gradually became lively.

He pretended to be confused and asked:

"Mr. Witch, what happened just now?
I seem to be under some kind of spell."

Faced with Cohen's questioning, Belmoorti knew that he was wrong.

However, when a woman is unreasonable, she usually chooses to use anger to cover up her unreasonableness.

Although Belmodi had never experienced love, this talent was engraved in her bones, so she turned her face cold and asked in a cold voice:

"You have the nerve to say so!

What happened to Mavis?
Why did you provoke her again?"

This is not because Belmoody is being unreasonable. Ever since Mephis returned from Florence, Belmoody could clearly feel that her mood was very abnormal.

No doubt it has something to do with Cohen.

When Cohen heard this, he felt something was wrong. Ever since he was caught having sex with Rosalina by Mephis last time, the musician had not contacted him for a long time.

As her closest person, Belmodi probably also noticed something.

Cohen said with a look of shame on his face:
"There are some misunderstandings between Mavis and I that have not been resolved. Don't worry, Your Excellency the Witch. When I finish my work here, I will go find Miss Mavis and explain everything to her face to face."

Belmodi then suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice:
"No matter what you plan to do, you can't hurt Mavis and Rosina, otherwise I will never let you go!"

Cohen naturally agreed.

After finishing his personal affairs, Cohen finally found an opportunity to talk to Belmoody about what to do next.

When they first contacted each other on the communication stone, they only gave a rough outline. After Cohen told Belmoody the details of the whole incident, a hint of understanding appeared in the latter's eyes, and he asked:

"Are you planning to unify the pirate forces near the coast of Ceylon and threaten the Kingdom of Ceylon from the sea?"

Cohen did not hide anything about his "sister-in-law" and partner, saying:

“As the strongest country in the northwest continent besides the two empires, the Kingdom of Ceylon is not something that can be taken down so easily.

We must take a multi-pronged approach, and attacking from the sea as pirates is currently the most effective method."

Belmodi's eyes showed admiration, and then he said:
"Is the little girl who was recently in the 'Land of the Lost' also part of your plan for the Kingdom of Ceylon?

From what I heard from Mavis, you want her to be my student?
Is there any deep meaning behind what you did?"

Cohen knew that the Witch Lady was talking about Freya, and the disguised identity Cohen arranged for her was a student of the Lord of Sequences.

The Military Control Commission should have started to implement it recently, and the main person in charge of the "Lost Land" is Mephis.

Although the young lady performer had a bad breakup with Cohen last time, she did not show any temper when it came to business, and she carried out the plan made by Cohen and Hermann meticulously.

He nodded and said:

"Yes, I need her to have this level of identity so that I can better enter the Kingdom of Ceylon.

Having the Lord of Sequence as her teacher can indirectly prove her ability and talent, and the old nobles of the Kingdom of Ceylon will recognize her more. After all, no one is willing to nominate a waste as the lord.

And because it is in the Lost Land, it is not easy for them to investigate.

In addition, Freya's backers are in the Lost Lands, which means that her own power will hardly interfere with the human continent. Therefore, Freya will be easier to control for the nobles of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

In general, I'd like to trouble Your Excellency the Witch to take more care of that matter."

A thoughtful look appeared on Belmodi's face. He glanced at Cohen and reminded him:
“You have to be careful with this little girl carrying such a heavy burden on her shoulders.

This involves a power struggle among the highest echelons of a top kingdom; it's no child's play."

Cohen smiled faintly and said:
"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency the Witch. I have full confidence in Freya."

Upon hearing this, Belmodi said nothing more.

After the discussion, Cohen took the initiative to speak:

"Let's go to our main base and rest up. I'll introduce a few people to Her Excellency the Witch. They'll also help ambush that legendary leader."

Belmodi looked away, his lips moving slightly:
"From now on, don't be so distant. Either call me sister like Rosalina does, or just call me by my name."

Cohen thought that calling her sister was not appropriate. If the queen heard this exclusive title, it would definitely cause trouble.

However, since the other party took the initiative to change the name, it can be seen that Her Majesty the Witch has already recognized the relationship between him and Rosalina. This is good news.

Cohen thought for a moment and nodded.

"Then I'll call you Sister Bei from now on!"

Belmodi raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing more.

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was very harmonious, and Cohen took the initiative to mention:

"Sister Bei, I'm already at the peak of the fifth level, not far from the sixth level. Once I reach the sixth level, I'll be able to prepare the perfect level of the 'Misfortune II' potion for you."

A hint of excitement emerged in Belmodi's heart.

She still remembered that Cohen once said that if one took the 'perfect' quality 'Evil II', the side effects of taking 'Evil I' could be eliminated.

Her appearance was destroyed when she took "Disaster I" when she broke through the gold level.

Even if she doesn't plan to show her true face again in this life, a woman always hopes to have a perfect face, let alone a stunning beauty like her.

Hearing Cohen's proactive kindness, Belmoody's always cold voice also warmed up a little:
"No rush, wait until you finish your own business. I'm not in a rush to break through for the time being."

The two chatted briefly about some other topics, and then Belmoody followed Cohen back to the main base of Scarlet Island.

……

Flint, the chief captain of the Scarlet Reaver and former Vice Admiral of the Southern Territory Empire Royal Navy, looked solemnly at the stunning beauty who had just appeared behind the captain, his heart filled with astonishment.

Belmodi's appearance seemed to lower the temperature of the air at the scene by a few degrees.

He is another legendary, and judging by his aura, he is in no way inferior to Mr. Modo of the Pale Wings.

In terms of cultivation, Belmodi is the same as him, both at the lower legendary level.

But if a real fight breaks out, the two Flints combined are no match for Belmoody.

Belmodi's true combat power has long been comparable to that of the high-level legendary warriors in the human continent.

It was simply because of the special advancement mechanism of the Sequencer that he hadn't taken any potions that would have allowed him to advance to higher levels, and so his cultivation was only at the lower Legendary level.

But in terms of his own accumulation of magic power and his grasp of the rules of the field, Belmodi is no less than the legendary high-level extraordinary people in the human continent.

Flint's eyes were complicated, and he couldn't help but become more curious about the true identity of the leader.

Not only did he reach a cooperation with the legendary level of Pale Wing, but in just a few days he actually found an unfathomable helper. Who is this person?

Moreover, the other party's aura seems to be somewhat different from that of ordinary supernatural beings. Which force does she belong to?
Before the two of them could ask, Cohen took the initiative to introduce:

“You two, this is my good friend and also our helper in this operation.

The Lord of the Lost Land, the Cursed Witch Belmoti Wynyard!"

Hearing this title and name, Flint couldn't help but widen his eyes, with deep astonishment floating in the depths of his pupils.

The Lord of Sequence of the Lost Land!
Flint had heard of this man's name even when he was serving in the Royal Navy of the Southern Empire!
As one of the masters of the five order oases in the "Lost Land", his status is more noble than that of some kings in the human world.

Flint couldn't tell what he felt inside, as the leader actually managed to pull out this most mysterious cursed witch as his helper.

Compared to Flint, Mr. Mordo seemed less surprised. He had also heard about what Cohen had done in the Lost Land.

After introducing each other, Cohen explained the specific battle plan to the three of them.

Flint said:
"I will then step in and lure out David Moss, the leader of the Dark Tide Ghosts. We will attack together and end this quickly. Don't give him a chance to call for help or escape."

Belmodi didn't say anything and no one was surprised.

A woman of Belmoody's status would not even pay attention to them if Cohen had not been there.

Mr. Modo responded and said:

"What is this extraordinary profession of David Moss?"

"A legendary water mage, skilled in water escape, so be aware of this."

Mr. Modo nodded and said:
"Then release the domain right after the battle begins. The bigger the noise, the better. We need a quick victory and leave no one alive."

Flint agreed:

"That's what I mean too."

The two of them couldn't help but look at Belmodi next to Cohen.

Cohen coughed lightly, leaving no trace. Belmoody then slowly raised his eyes, a single movement that sent a chill down the spines of Mordo and Flint.

Mr. Modo felt a little solemn. He had heard that the combat effectiveness of the Sequencers was generally much higher than that of ordinary Transcendents of the same level.

It turned out to be true when I saw it today.

Because of Isabella's previous experience in opening up cross-racial trade routes, he also had a systematic understanding of the five oasis-level forces in the Lost Land.

He knew that the Sequence Lord in front of him was just a low-level legendary transcendent.

But the pressure that the other party is putting on him now is far beyond what an ordinary low-level legendary can have.

Belmoody's cold eyes stayed on Mr. Modor for a few seconds, with a hint of hostility - the Golden Wing Daughter of the Golden Wing Family was her sister's love rival. As a sister and mother to Rosalina, Belmoody naturally had no good feelings towards the people of the Golden Wing Family.

For Cohen's sake, she opened her red lips and replied coldly:
"I will temporarily construct a sub-dimensional space to shield all battle fluctuations."

Hearing this, both of them were shocked.

Constructing a secondary plane?
Has the other party's comprehension and mastery of the rules of space reached this level?

Flint concealed his shock and said:

"In this case, our worries are unnecessary."

Seeing that the three of them had almost finished their conversation, Cohen said:
"Then it's settled. Mr. Modo and I will scout the location ahead of time. Flint, tell Deputy Captain Beckman to prepare in advance and wait for my signal to be ready for action at any time!"

……

Deep in the endless sea, a magic submarine dived rapidly into the depths of the seabed.

It was already at an unknown depth under the sea. If it weren't for a legendary transcendent like Mr. Modo protecting the surroundings, the submarine would have been crushed to pieces by the powerful seabed pressure.

At this moment, even Mr. Modo felt a little pressure.

Finally, after a large bright light suddenly appeared in the distance, Cohen's voice rang out:
"That's enough, stop!"

The submarine stopped. Cohen stood behind the crystal porthole, looking through the dark blue water. In the distance, he saw a brilliant halo rising from the depths of the sea, like a sunken star cluster reborn on the seabed.

Mr. Modo asked:
"Is this the psionic core you mentioned?
Can you enhance an ordinary ship into a 'ghost ship' like the one owned by the ancient Pirate King?"

Cohen's eyes flashed with excitement as he said:

"It should be correct. The main base of the Dark Tide Ghost Pirates is right above these ruins.

Those nearby are probably the shark-men among the sirens guarding the ruins."

Mr. Modow looked toward where Cohen pointed. Twelve coral reef towers were suspended above the vortex, and each dark red reef was covered with glowing anemones.

Behind the tower, a mobile fortress transformed from a thousand-year-old turtle's carapace was spewing out billowing black smoke. Amber light shone through thousands of portholes, dyeing the silver fish swimming by into flowing golden sand. From time to time, schools of glowing jellyfish flew by.

Further away, a giant hammerhead shark rushed out from the undercurrent, with a mithril saddle inlaid on its dorsal fin. Riding on it was a burly half-shark knight, the trident in his hand flashing with cold light.

Mr. Modo's eyes showed a trace of solemnity, and he said:

"An ordinary sea knight has a silver-level cultivation base, so this shark tribe cannot be underestimated.

What if the shark people below intervene while we are fighting up there? "

Cohen shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, as long as we don't interfere with the ruins they are guarding, the Sharkmen will not attack us.

Maybe they would be happy to see the Dark Tide Ghost above being attacked.

In recent years, the Sharkmen have been attacked by the Dark Tide Ghosts many times."

Mr. Modo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked:

"But we will have to face them sooner or later. The strength of this shark tribe is probably much stronger than the Dark Tide Ghost Pirates.

And this is their home ground, are you sure?"

Cohen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said:
"Don't worry, I have no intention of confronting the Shark People head-on. We'll talk about this later. Let's go up first."

Seeing that Cohen had a plan in mind, Modo did not ask any more questions and drove the submarine to surface rapidly.

After floating to the surface, Mr. Modow cast an invisibility spell on the hull and moved forward like a ghost.

Soon, the outline of the Dark Tide Ghost Pirates' main base came into view.

A huge natural island rises from the sea. The cliffs of the island are carved out with dense caves, and the lights inside are flickering like the scales of a giant beast.

Various pirate ships were anchored randomly around the island, and from time to time, small groups of pirates would patrol the island.

Cohen lowered his voice and said:

"You wait here, I'll go check out the situation first."

Mr. Modo said in a deep voice:

"Be careful and signal anytime if something happens."

"it is good."

Cohen put on a scarlet mask, disappeared into the shadows, and flew towards the main base of the Dark Tide Ghost Pirates.

In the center of the main base, a towering fortress stood. Black boulders formed a cold and austere shape. The walls were filled with burning torches. The flames danced in the sea breeze, reflecting the ferocious faces of the patrolling pirates.

From time to time, bursts of laughter and noise could be heard from the fortress, accompanied by the sounds of clinking glasses and rolling dice, and everything remained the same.

Cohen breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing unusual, which meant that the other party was not on guard at all.

This means the plan is halfway successful!

Cohen arrived at the dock and saw a group of pirates busy carrying the looted goods. Boxes of gold coins, precious magic crystals, and priceless treasures were being transported to the fortress in the center of the island.

There were also some burly pirates waving whips and driving away the captured sailors.

Cohen observed it carefully and found that it should be goods from a principality in the northwest continent.

He looked at the pirates active at the dock and soon found a pirate leader who was obviously of higher status and followed him quietly.

A peak-level sixth-order pirate, who seemed to be the leader of a fleet, was directing the transportation of goods.

Cohen waited quietly for his opportunity.

Finally, as the night deepened, the chief finished his work, randomly selected a woman of decent appearance from among the captives, carried her on his shoulders and walked towards his home.

Tsk, I didn’t expect that you could do good deeds every day. You are lucky to have met me!

Following the fleet leader to his home, Cohen sensed his surroundings and then immediately appeared.

The leader was shocked to see a stranger suddenly appear in his home. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

All the weapons and magical equipment in his hands disappeared.

The talents of the middle and lower level pirates are actually average, otherwise they would not have fallen to the point of becoming pirates. Their main combat power lies in various magic props.

Now that his greatest support had been taken away, the pirate leader was horrified. Cohen did not give the other party time to call for help.

The physical strength of the golden body, coupled with the crazy thrust of the rune "Blade Waltz", made a sixth-level peak extraordinary lose all ability to resist in just a breath.

The cold dragon blade was pressed against the pirate leader's neck. Cohen asked indifferently:

"I'm only asking you one question. If you can't answer it or if you deliberately answer it incorrectly, you'll lose your life."

The pirate leader's pupils showed deep fear. The opponent's skills and strength made him completely lose his composure. When he saw the mask on the opponent's face clearly, his heart was shocked and he said with trembling lips:

“Scarlet…Scarlet Reaver?
You are the captain of the Scarlet Reavers!"

Cohen stretched out his hand, a trace of blood seeping out:
"You're challenging my patience!"

The fear of death made the fleet leader's eyes widen, and he said quickly:

"I said, I said!"

"Where's the map of the main base!"

The fleet leader hesitated, and then he felt his right arm go empty, and a piercing pain exploded.

However, before he could even scream, the blade at his neck instantly turned into a steel rope, tightly strangling his throat, preventing him from even uttering a moan.

A death-like warning came from my ears:
"If you can't say anything in three seconds, prepare to say goodbye to this world!"

Cohen loosened the rope. The fleet leader opened his mouth and took a few deep breaths, not caring about the pain in his right arm. He said hurriedly:

"In...in the black box under the bed, a parchment scroll."

Cohen waited for him to finish speaking, knocked him out with a punch, and then found the parchment scroll.

After opening it, he focused on the communication center responsible for transmitting external messages.

Then he glanced at the frightened woman, threw down a magic weapon, and said coldly:

"I'll leave him to you. He'll probably wake up in ten minutes.

It's up to you! "

After saying that, he rushed towards the communication center marked on the map.

……

Cohen reappeared on the submarine. Mr. Modo was getting a little impatient waiting, but when he saw Cohen, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He opened his mouth and asked:
"how is the situation?"

Cohen raised the parchment scroll in his hand and said:
“The communications center is in the northwest corner of the fortress, and there are two gold-level protective magic circles outside.

There is an eighth-level mage in charge inside.

There are about 5,000 pirates on the entire island, half of whom are extraordinary people.

There are more than 200 people at the silver level, more than 50 people at the gold level, and three of them are at the ninth level, who should be the three deputy leaders of the Dark Tide Ghost.

The remaining aura is very obscure, and its exact location cannot be found. It must be the legendary leader, David Moss.

Mr. Modo took the scroll, memorized the location clearly, and nodded.

"Okay, when they get here, I'll go destroy their communication center first."

Cohen looked up at the cold moon in the sky. When the dark clouds and sea fog rose up and blocked the moonlight, he gave Flint an order:
"Action, start!"

(End of this chapter)