Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 45 Cohen's Advice

Just like yesterday, after the game, Cohen took Nephthys's hand and walked towards the "Pale Wings" box without any hesitation.

Nephthys finally couldn't help but speak:

"Sir, you were taking a huge risk just now... Why did you have to challenge Bocuse?

Even though you won, the gap between level one and level four is still too big."

Cohen raised a wicked smile and said softly:
"Guess what I said to him before I beat him up?"

Nephthys's pretty face showed confusion.

Cohen bit his ear and whispered:
"I said you are already mine, and that damn engagement must be annulled immediately."

Nephthys blushed slightly and gave him a reproachful look.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the door of the box. Before they could knock, Mr. Modor had already opened the door.

Modo stepped aside. Isabella was looking through some documents and noticed the two of them holding hands tightly. Her cold gaze pierced her without any concealment.

The warlock lady felt inexplicably guilty and quietly let go of her hand.

Isabella said lightly:

"If you can't help it, I can give up the box. You can talk about love here and no one will disturb you."

Cohen smiled awkwardly and said:

"Miss Wen Ze misunderstood. Let's talk business."

Isabella hummed softly and handed the document she was looking through to Cohen.

"Here, what you want.

This is some information about the clients with whom Aifeiyin has traded food, weapons, magic crystals, and other related items in recent months."

Cohen quickly took it with both hands, his eyes full of excitement. With these things, it would be easy to find out the identities of those nobles who wanted to cause trouble in the country!

"Ms. Wen Ze is so straightforward, I also want to show my sincerity!
Mr. Modo, I heard that the Bishop of Light from Florence has made an appointment?"

Mr. Modo nodded and said:
"Eight o'clock in the evening. Here's the address."

Modo handed Cohen a note.

Cohen's eyes flickered slightly. He took the note and asked in a low voice:

"How are your preparations going? Are all the people here?"

Isabella glanced at Nephthys behind Cohen, and Cohen quickly said:
"Nephthys also wants to be involved in this matter. There's no need to hide it from her. Well, I've already told her before."

Isabella didn't say anything more and replied calmly:

"They are all outside the city and have not entered Florence to avoid alerting the enemy."

Cohen was silent for a few seconds, staring at Isabella, and suddenly said:
"Miss Wen Ze, will you return to the family after this?"

Isabella's lips curled slightly. Is he reluctant to leave me?
She turned her eyes slightly and said:

"This time, we were originally here to complete a business deal with Grand Duke Roland.

The suppression of the Black Tomb was just an accident. Once the deal is completed, it is natural to return to the family."

Cohen said, carefully considering his tone:
"Perhaps it wasn't a coincidence that Black Tomb was able to replace Visser?"

Isabella's eyes turned cold, and she quickly thought of something and whispered:
"what do you mean……"

Cohen said softly:
"If I say too much, I'm afraid it might seem like I'm trying to sow discord.

However, Black Tomb can accurately replace the nephew of your most trusted subordinate. I think this is not very realistic without someone's cooperation.

Even if Miss Wen Ze returns to the family, she must not let her guard down!"

Having said this, Isabella already understood what Cohen meant.

Someone around her is cooperating with Black Tomb!

Maybe it's not a betrayal of the family, but simply a desire to use Black Tomb to deal with her.

The first heir is always envied. Isabella suddenly smiled and looked at Cohen intently:

"To put it bluntly, there are too few people around me I can trust. I wonder if Mr. 'Shadow Lord' is willing to be my helper?"

Cohen's face stiffened slightly, and he laughed:
"With the charm of the Golden Winged Girl, what kind of help can't I get?

If a mere bronze rank like me goes back with you, it would be a disgrace to me!"

Isabella's eyes dimmed and her voice gradually lowered:
"But I only want you as my helper..."

Cohen pretended not to hear and handed Isabella a letter:
“I’ve written down my plans for the day after tomorrow here.

If everything goes well tonight, the two Saints will appear directly at the ambush site.

Just wait for my signal and start."

Cohen paused and added:

"There will definitely be a lot of noise, and the Effiin royal family will definitely send people here. I hope there won't be any conflict between the two sides, and I will do my best to negotiate with the royal family."

Isabella said:
"Prince Hauge has been trying to win you over these past few days, so have you decided to join the Effiin royal family?"

Cohen didn't answer and made a gesture to indicate that he didn't want to say more.

Isabella sighed softly:

"Or are you originally a noble from Effiin?"

Cohen remained silent.

Isabella's tone was filled with resentment:
"You won't even say this?
Don't let me see your face, don't let me know your name.

Don’t you even have the right to know what country you are from?

Do you really not trust me so much?"

Cohen finally spoke:
“Yes, I am a noble from Effiin.

The reason I hid my appearance and identity from you was not because I didn't trust you, but for other reasons.

If the time is right, we can get to know each other as we really are."

Isabella's face flushed with an alluring blush:

"I'm really looking forward to that day, because I really want to know what kind of face the man I like has!"

……

"Are you embarrassed by what Miss Wen Ze said?"

Cohen came back to his senses, looked at Nephthys, whose expression was slightly unnatural, and asked:
"Why should I be embarrassed?"

Nephthys' eyes widened.
"Isn't it obvious? I can see that Miss Wen Ze has a crush on you, but for some reason, you don't even want to tell her your true identity. Don't you feel embarrassed about this? It's like..."

Cohen smiled:

"Just as your mother is destined to be unable to reciprocate Aunt Morton's feelings for her?"

Nephthys' eyes were filled with shame, and she nodded slowly.

Cohen smiled softly and said:

"You're overthinking it. Isabella might have been acting just now. The Daughter of the Golden Wings wouldn't be so easily moved.

She just wants me to be her helper or subordinate. A woman like this is not something that any man can conquer."

Nephthys exclaimed, "Is that so? But I didn't sense any lies from Miss Wen Ze just now."

Cohen then remembered that as a [Psion], Nephthys was born with the ability to identify lies and detect minds.

"Really? That might be because she believes she's telling the truth. This is a must for an outstanding noblewoman!"

Cohen rubbed Nephthys's head, messing up the hair that fell on her cheeks:
"Alright, don't worry about these boring things. The most important thing for you now is to practice quickly and break through this damn bronze level! One year, I'll only give you one year. If you can't reach the fourth level within a year, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"I see, sir! You've messed up my hair again! If you do that again I'll be mad!"

(End of this chapter)