Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 31 The Meeting of Two Women

"...Seventh victory! Mr. Shadow Lord, do you need a break?"

Cohen casually threw away the curved scimitar he had snatched away and said calmly:
"continue!"

Destroy everything!

unstoppable!

The gap between levels became meaningless in front of Cohen.

Even at the second level, few could last more than five minutes in his hands.

One Punch Man's dragon power, impenetrable absolute defense, the stun technique of practicing both magic and martial arts, and the elusive blade-grabbing skill.

The winning streak simply can't be stopped.

The audience present had gone completely crazy.

Compared with the illusory "summoning gods", this kind of flesh-to-flesh and cross-level crushing battle is more intuitive and more exciting.

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

Raymond's hands were filled with invitations from the dignitaries of the first and second floors, all of which were extremely well-intentioned and flattering.

The so-called aristocratic dignity is not worth mentioning in front of a person who can communicate with gods on an equal footing.

As the last Shadow Dancer, whose strength had reached the peak of the second level, fell under Cohen's fist, twenty consecutive victories were achieved!
Experience value: 150/300
Not far from the second level!
The audience stood up one after another, raised their hands high, and their cheers gathered into a powerful wave that almost broke through the constraints of the venue.

Burning gazes came from all directions, finally converging on Cohen, as if uttering a common voice:

Will we continue tomorrow?
Cohen did not disappoint the audience. He took out a hundred gold coins from his waist and threw them steadily to Raymond:
“I’m not interested in the [Divine Guard Reserve Camp], but I do have some thoughts about the Divine Favors.

Thirty wins, I will achieve it tomorrow!"

Cohen's move caused the whole audience to become restless again.

The excited cheers were full of admiration and anticipation, like scorching sunshine, illuminating every corner.

Raymond came to Cohen with a pile of invitations and sighed:
"I underestimated you. I will obey my Lord's command and do something for you.

I was wrong about Chloe's situation, and he has already received the punishment he deserves. I hope you won't pursue it further."

Cohen did not accept the invitation and said lightly:
"I don't have any major conflicts with him. Please handle these things for me."

Raymond's expression froze. He took back the invitation and handed Cohen a badge engraved with two red moons.

Cohen still refused:

"You might need a new one tomorrow. That's it for now. I'll tell you exactly what I want you to do after the game tomorrow."

Nephthys came over and spoke hesitantly:
"gentlemen……"

Cohen looked at Nephthys, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and chuckled softly:

"Beautiful lady, I look forward to helping you solve your problems."

Nephthys blushed slightly and shook her head:
"Sir, I do have something I want to tell you, but this is not the place to talk. When you are done, can you accompany me to a place?"

"With great pleasure. Also, I'd like to introduce you to a few people."

Cohen took Nephthys' hand naturally and familiarly, as if he had done it countless times.

Nephthys' cheeks flushed, but she didn't resist.

Nephthys felt a little confused in her heart as she trusted a man she had only known for two days.

Cohen pulled Nephthys straight to the VIP floor, their destination being the Pale Wings' box.

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

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

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

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

"Come in, my 'Godcaller'!"

Cohen walked into the box and saw Isabella reading a book at her desk.

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

The beauty of the Golden Winged Girl is truly pleasing to the heart.

Nephthys, who was traveling with her, was also struck by the beauty of the stunning woman in the box. Isabella's face was expressionless, seemingly unimpressed by Cohen's arrival. She simply glanced at him and continued to immerse herself in the ancient book on the table.

Cohen stood there awkwardly, not knowing why Isabella suddenly became so cold to him and didn't even say hello.

Are you still angry about the last time I teased you?
Cohen took the initiative to break the silence:

"Let me introduce you all. This is Ms. Nephthys, my collaborator for the next five years."

Hearing this address, Isabella slowly raised her head, her eyes flashing with interest:

"The Psion is indeed a good collaborator."

Isabella deliberately emphasized the word "collaborator".

Before Cohen could continue the introduction, Isabella stood up from her desk, stepped gracefully in her bright red high heels, and walked to Nephthys, extending her hand.
"Hello, lovely lady, my name is Isabella Winzer, you can call me Isabella."

Cohen's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Isabella's behavior.

Wen Ze?

The young warlock was shocked, the Wen Ze family of "Pale Wings"!

Isabella, that's right!

No wonder she sounds so familiar. The woman in front of me who exudes noble majesty in every move she makes is actually the famous Daughter of Golden Wings!
Nephthys quickly extended her hand and shook it, replying:

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Wen Ze. You are as beautiful as the legend says."

Isabella gently kneaded Nephthys's hand and said with a faint smile:
"It feels really good. No wonder someone can't let it go."

Nephthys was slightly shocked, her face flushed quickly, she struggled to withdraw her hand, pursed her lips and said nothing.

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

"Ms. Wen Ze's identity must be kept strictly confidential. Do not tell anyone."

Nephthys nodded slightly.

Cohen looked at Isabella, whose expression had returned to its cold state. He opened his mouth, then stopped, not knowing how to start.

Isabella's voice was cold and clear:

"Tell me, what do you want to do by bringing your little sister to my place?"

Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly. This woman was too smart. She couldn't hide any of his little moves from her.

Cohen said thoughtfully:

"I heard that 'Pale Wings' has a ring called 'Insight'. Hmm... I want it."

"Insight", a legendary magic equipment, has only one useless function of storage for most people.

But for the [Psychic], it is a rare artifact.

Not only does it enhance the ability of mind interference, but it also protects the psion from getting lost when invading other people's minds.

Isabella obviously also understood the true value of "insight" and almost instantly understood Cohen's real purpose in asking for "insight".

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, staring straight at Cohen, and opened her red lips slightly:
"You're really creative, Mr. Shadow Lord, asking for something for one woman from another!"

Cohen quickly spoke:
"I can trade with you!"

"I don't want to change."

Cohen was stunned and whispered:
“Why, doesn’t Pale Wing allow you to trade anything?
Logically, as the daughter of the Golden Wing, shouldn't Miss Wen Ze uphold this principle even more?"

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

Cohen was completely speechless, not knowing why Isabella suddenly became so hostile towards him.

It turns out that women’s tempers are unpredictable.

He sighed slightly and thought, forget it, he would bring up this matter when she was in a better mood.

Mr. Modo next to him finally couldn't stand this outrageous atmosphere anymore and said:
"You asked the person I was dating to promise 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 picked up the book again, exuding an aura that kept strangers away.

He sighed softly and pulled Nephthys away.

(End of this chapter)