Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 71 Cohen's Bronze Body

Isabella's smile brightened a lot:
"If you can really find this dragon egg, half of it will be yours."

Cohen shook his head:
“I am just providing a clue, and it is not certain whether it can be found.

Furthermore, many warlike tribes live in the western canyon of the Central Empire, making large-scale searches difficult and finding dragon eggs a challenge."

In her previous life, Asuna also found this dragon egg by chance when she accidentally entered an ancient teleportation array.

Even if Cohen were to go there alone now, he might not be able to find it.

He couldn't possibly wait for Asuna for another two years. Cohen had never intended to look for the dragon egg of the Central Empire, so it would be nice to do her a favor now.

Cohen's words made the Jialin Saint beside him nod slightly.

Cohen's generosity in giving away a clue about the dragon egg greatly enhanced Saint Jialin's impression of him.

Cohen said:

"After converting the Black Tomb's assets into cash, keep half of it and continue to help me purchase orc slaves on the mainland.

It would be best if they were tribes of orcs."

Isabella frowned slightly:

"I've always wanted to ask you, what is the use of having so many orc slaves?

You should know the irreparable shortcomings of orcs.

More than one person on the continent has tried to take on the Orc Legion, but without exception, they all ended in failure."

Cohen smiled and nodded:
"I know everything you said, but I still want to give it a try."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Cohen, Isabella sighed helplessly.

Several people fell into silence.

Cohen asked:
"Are you going back?"

Isabella said:
"Almost there. There are still some small things left to take care of. I'll probably be back the day after tomorrow."

Cohen sighed:
“Although only a few days have passed, I have experienced a lot.

Being able to have such an unforgettable experience with Ms. Wen Ze is definitely a unique and special memory in my life!"

Isabella's eyes were filled with confusion, and her voice was empty:
"As we are about to say goodbye, I want to ask you one last question -

What exactly do you want?
money?

Power?

beautiful?

The peak of cultivation?
Our Golden Wing Family can give you all of these!"

Isabella couldn't help but raise her voice:
"You should know that Uncle Modo was just a poor wizard apprentice at first."

He glanced at Saint Jialin beside him:
"Saint Jialin is not here today as my elder, but as the elder of the Saint Hall of the Golden Wing Family!"

Isabella's voice was filled with inexplicable emotions:
"I sincerely demand an answer from you once again. Are you willing to join the Pale Wings and the Golden Wing Family?"

Saint Jialin standing by also had a solemn expression on his face, his burning gaze fixed on Cohen, full of expectations.

Cohen nodded slightly, leaned forward, raised his right hand, and gently placed it on his left chest. His eyes were lowered, but his expression was firm.
“I am deeply honored to receive the recognition from the Golden Wing Family and Saint Jialin.

But unfortunately, I have reasons to stay here.

But I still cherish my friendship with you and Pale Wings.

I promise that one day, you and your family will be rewarded by me."

Hearing this not-too-surprising answer, regret flashed across the faces of both women.

Saint Jialin regretted not being able to recruit a young man who was suspected to be the son of prophecy for the family. As for Isabella's regret, I'm afraid even she herself couldn't explain it clearly.

Isabella gave Cohen an address and a communication stone:
"If you have time to come to the Central Empire in the future, remember to contact me."

Cohen accepted it and found the address on it. His expression changed slightly and he asked:
"Isn't this the address where your 'Golden Wing Family' is based?"

Isabella looked away:

"This is my own private residence."

Cohen hesitated for a moment and said:
"There's supposedly a widowed viscountess near your home, named Karin Molders. Have you heard of her?" Isabella's eyes flashed with confusion. After a few seconds of silence, she spoke.

"There is a fiefdom nearby that belongs to the Moldes family. As for whether there is a Viscountess named Karin, I'm not sure."

Cohen's eyes lit up, and he said quickly:

"If there is anything, I would like to ask Miss Wen Ze to do me a favor!"

Isabella said in a playful tone:
"Isn't it a message for some old lover of yours?"

Cohen smiled and said:

"I want to ask Miss Wen Ze to help me deliver a letter, but it's not to an old lover, but to the descendant of an old friend."

Isabella frowned slightly:

"What old friend?"

Cohen took out a pen and paper and said as he wrote:

“There is a young squire knight in the family of Viscountess Karin Molders, and her father and I are old acquaintances.

If Miss Wen Ze gives her this letter, she will naturally believe my identity."

Isabella's mouth twitched slightly:

"A sixteen-year-old boy is an old acquaintance of the father of a squire?"

A few dark lines appeared on Cohen's forehead:

"Isn't it okay to be friends regardless of age? Besides, sixteen is already an adult, what's the big boy?"

The letter was quickly completed, and Cohen handed it to Isabella, instructing her:
"If this squire knight decides to leave the Moldes family after reading the letter, I hope Miss Wen Ze can help her!

Well, the Viscountess should not lack an ordinary squire knight."

Isabella looked at the name on the letter—Asuna Iliad—and asked in a low voice:
"Is this girl pretty?"

Cohen was stunned. If you ask that, Asuna is indeed a very attractive woman.

However, compared with her future ability to command a group of dragons to sweep across the continent, a mere pretty face seems insignificant.

He pretended to be stupid and replied:
"I haven't seen her, but judging by her father's appearance, her daughter must be very ordinary too."

Isabella put away the letter and slowly extended her hand:

"I hope that next time we meet, you can face me with your real name and appearance."

Cohen held Isabella's slender hand, as cold as jade:

"That day will come!"

……

Saint Jialin looked at Isabella, who suddenly felt very depressed, and said:

"I was sure I could take off his mask before he escaped into the sub-plane!"

Isabella shook her head.
"If my aunt really did that, I'm afraid we would lose our friendship with him forever."

Saint Jialin raised her eyebrows slightly:
"He's just a young man with some prophetic abilities. Is his friendship important?"

Isabella said in a deep voice:

“When I first met him, he hadn’t yet entered the Extraordinary stage.

Today is already the second level.

And when we shook hands just now, I found that the refinement of his bronze body had reached 80%, close to being complete.

And it’s less than five days away from him breaking through to the second level!”

A strange color flashed in Saint Jialin's eyes:
"Really? That's an interesting little fellow indeed.

I heard that you will go to the palace with Grand Duke Roland to meet the Queen of Effiin tomorrow?"

Isabella nodded:

"She's done us a big favor today. Besides, I've long wanted to meet this woman who single-handedly supports an entire country!"

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(End of this chapter)