Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 82 Unexpected Visitor
"A young nobleman whose head is full of unrealistic fantasies and chivalry?

The aftereffects of reading too many second-rate adventure novels?
War, does this young boy know what war is?
That's not just children playing house, it's a war with real swords and guns, blood and flesh flying everywhere!"

Arnold couldn't help but complain as he left the house.

The little girl next to him said subconsciously:
"Dad, I don't think they are bad people."

Arnold's eyes flashed with pity, and he said softly:

"Freya, we shouldn't judge people by appearances alone. Since they don't force us to express our opinions immediately, let's settle down here first.

Let me first find out more about this person and see what kind of person he is."

"Okay, Dad."

Soon, Visser caught up with the father and daughter.

Arnold saluted quickly:

"Sir Visser, what can I do for you?"

Visser pointed to the two knights and two maids following behind him and said:

“This is what the gentleman arranged for you.

Two knights are responsible for your safety, and two maids are responsible for taking care of the lady's daily life.

Here are a thousand gold coins for your spending these days.

In addition, the gentleman has rented a small courtyard for you on South Street, and you can live there for the next few days."

Arnold seemed to have heard something absurd, and an expression of extreme disbelief appeared on his face.

He really couldn't believe that he was talking to a young nobleman who he had just met and hadn't said much to.

They actually provided him with so much generous material help.

This made him really doubt the other party's intentions.

Apart from his daughter being quite outstanding, he has nothing else to his name.

As for what Cohen said, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Could it be that the other party has taken a fancy to his daughter?

Is it actually for Freya that he is trying to win me over?

Seeing the look of doubt on Arnold's face, Wiesel quickly said:

"Mr. Considine, I understand your concerns.

But I would say your worries are totally unnecessary.

Because the lady's talent and appearance are nothing to the gentleman.

He would never go to so much trouble for a newly awakened warlock.

In fact, the lady Nephthys who was standing next to the gentleman was also a warlock, an even rarer psychic.

I advise you to accept the gentleman's kindness first. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think more about your daughter.

The initial stage of a sorcerer's education is very important. Without a qualified teacher to enlighten him, he will not be able to learn the complicated and vast basic theories at all.

If you wish, these two maids can send your daughter to Lady Nephthys and teach her the basics of sorcery."

Wiesel's words were so convincing that Arnold had no reason to refuse.

"Okay, then please tell your gentleman that I will seriously consider his proposal!"

……

"Sir, will you not try to persuade that adventurer?"

Nephthys asked with some confusion.

Cohen shook his head:
"No rush, let them get used to it first. After our other member arrives, we'll work together to convince them."

Nephthys asked:

"Sir, have you recruited another member?"

Cohen nodded and said:
"They are from the Central Empire. They will probably arrive soon in the next few days."

"Also," Cohen rubbed Nephthys' hair and said softly:
"Haven't you always been curious about who I am?
Once all the members I want to recruit arrive, you will be able to resolve your doubts!"

Nephthys' eyes flashed, and she said, "Really, sir? Have I met your requirements?"

Cohen smiled and said:

"My dear lady, it all starts with your willingness to confront a legend with me.

Your loyalty has already been recognized by me.

I hid my identity from you only because it was too shocking.

I'm not telling you so that you don't reveal yourself in front of others.

But now the time is ripe, and we will rarely appear in Florence for some time to come.

So it is time for you to know who you truly serve!"

Cohen handed Nephthys a notebook. The handwriting on it was very fresh, obviously written on the spur of the moment:
"This contains an ancient contract that requires the power of a psion to fully execute.

I hope you can work it out one of these days, as we'll be using this contract soon.

As for the other team members, I cannot trust them as absolutely as you do for the time being.

Some necessary measures are needed to restrain them.”

Nephthys's cheeks flushed slightly, and she clutched the notebook tightly, saying firmly:
"Sir, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

Looking at the energetic warlock lady, Cohen felt happy.

At the same time, he thought that Isabella should have returned to the Central Empire, and he wondered if the letter had been delivered to Asuna.

I hope it won’t be delayed too long. Three thousand orcs are already in place, and I have to quickly gather enough people to dig out the “Concentric Seal” and form an orc army!

……

Isabella, whom Cohen had been thinking about, returned to the tribe to take care of things.

Just as he was about to go back to his cabin to rest, he found that an unexpected guest was already waiting there.

Isabella looked at her best friend who had come all the way from the Eastern Territory Empire and said with both surprise and joy:

"Sister Grace, when did you come? Why didn't you say hello?"

Grace Tang, the eldest princess of the Eastern Territory Empire, looked at Isabella, who had returned safely, her eyes slightly reddened, and she gave her a big hug:

"Little Isa, you are taking too much risks. How could you possibly trigger a war between saints?"

Isabella also had a long-lost smile on her face:

“Well, the old men in the family have been talking about me for days.

Can you bear to let me endure the reprimand again?"

Grace said unhappily:

"Don't blame them for saying that to you, it was a battle between saints, and there were six saints involved.

Oh my God, can you imagine the emperor’s expression when he saw the news?
It's amazing! It's been years since so many saints appeared together on the continent."

Isabella said helplessly:
"My sister Grace, we haven't seen each other for such a long time. Why do we have to talk about these boring official matters when we meet?"

Grace's eyebrows are slightly raised:
"Speaking of which, I actually have a few personal matters I'd like to ask you."

Isabella blinked, and Grace asked:

"I heard that the trigger for the Saint War in Florence was a sixteen-year-old young man?"

Isabella couldn't help but curl her lips slightly and said:
"Sister Grace is quite well-informed. Yes, that's what's going on."

Grace's eyes lit up, she bit her lower lip, her gaze focused and blazing:
“I heard that he can defeat Silver at the first level?
Taking on the ancient secret position, [Dragon Seal Weapon Master]?
Can we still perform the ancient 'calling gods' ritual?
He mobilized two saints from the Church of Light and snatched a dragon egg from a group of saints and legends.

Many people say he is the son of prophecy, right?"

Grace leaned forward, her hands unconsciously clasped in front of her chest, her face flushed with an alluring blush of excitement.

Facing Grace's series of questions, Isabella felt a sense of vigilance inexplicably in her heart, and replied slowly:

"It's not as exaggerated as you say, but that's roughly what happened."

Grace straightened up and said solemnly:

"Miss Wen Ze, please give him to me!"

(End of this chapter)