Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 143 Husband and wife?

The spacecraft stopped near the outskirts of the "Lost Land".

It is impossible for Mavis to drive a spaceship and brazenly break into the human continent.

The two got off the spaceship together, and at Cohen's suggestion, dressed up as an ordinary aristocratic couple, preparing to enter the Kingdom of Ceylon from the outskirts of the "Lost Land".

Mavis's face showed an undisguised look of suspicion. He stared at Cohen with his beautiful eyes for a long while and asked quietly:

“Why do we have to pretend to be a couple?
I suspect you're trying to take advantage of me!"

Cohen replied seriously:

“Besides being a young couple, what other identities do you think are suitable for us?

Siblings?

Mother and son?

There is no common breath or blood between us, so it would be easy for people to see through our identities as relatives.

The capital of the Kingdom of Ceylon is heavily guarded. If our identity fraud is discovered, our plan will be difficult to succeed.

Otherwise, it’s the young master and the stepmother?

Nobles and mistresses?
The eloped lady and the servant..."

Mavis's eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and he said repeatedly:
“Stop, stop, stop!

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

You are husband and wife, so let me just let you take advantage of me verbally.

Let's get down to business. How are you going to get that 'National Sword'?
The residence of an heir to a kingdom should at least have a being capable of fighting against legendary beings.

We can’t get it just by the two of us.”

Cohen smiled confidently and said:

"Don't worry, I already have a plan, but I may need to use the City Lord's abilities at that time.

Excuse me, your ability is effective against what level of extraordinary people?
Well, it's that ability to silently turn someone into your puppet."

Mavis looked at Cohen deeply, feeling a little surprised that the other party was so aware of his abilities.

She spoke:
"Below the Gold Rank."

Cohen nodded and said:
"Okay, I got it. Let's go into the city."

……

As one of the most powerful kingdoms in the northwest continent, the Kingdom of Ceylon has a very strict security system in its capital.

This royal capital named "Quesarion" has stood firm after thousands of years of war, which is inseparable from its complete system and strict and precise protection measures.

Anyone entering the city must provide true and detailed identification.

Extraordinary people need to register with the official agency in the royal capital within three days of entering the city.

If the person is a high-level extraordinary person, there must also be a permanent resident with a certain social status in the royal capital to act as a guarantor.

Even if there is no guarantor, you can still enter the city.

However, after entering the city, you will need to be monitored and followed by the Royal Capital Police.

The eight gates of the royal capital were shrouded in a massive magic circle, monitoring the citizens coming and going.

Cohen looked at the detection array that could identify extraordinary people from afar, and compared it with the array given to him by his sister, the queen.

The magic circle at the gate of the capital of the Kingdom of Ceylon is much larger and has almost no concealment.

Moreover, the energy consumed in driving the magic circle is more than that of the detection magic circle made by the Queen's sister.

Comparing the two, Yadel's magic circle is more suitable.

Cohen and Mavis had hired a luxurious carriage before entering the city, and the two of them drove into the city gate in the carriage.

When passing through the city gate, as expected, the extraordinary aura of the peak ninth level aroused the vigilance of the city gate guards.

This was already considered an extremely high-level transcendent, and a team of fully armed guards instantly blocked the carriage's path.

One of the middle-aged guards, who looked like a captain, walked up to the carriage and said in a loud voice, with a hint of politeness and respect:

"Dear guest, please forgive me. According to the system of Quesaon, high-level extraordinary people must have someone to guarantee them before they can enter the royal capital.

Do you have anyone to guarantee you?”

Cohen's voice drifted out from the carriage:
"Julian Singh, he should be here soon."

When the captain of the guards heard the name, his expression changed and his attitude softened a lot.

He asked respectfully:
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Julian Singh the founder of the 'Singh Grand Hotel', Baron Singh?"

Cohen's answer was simple and powerful:
"Yes."

Hearing the affirmative answer, the captain of the guards' expression immediately became more respectful.

As a ninth-order transcendent being, and with a famous catering tycoon in the royal capital as his guarantor, the visitor must be of very distinguished status.

He said politely:

“So you are the Baron’s distinguished guest, I’m sorry for the offense.

Please follow me to the VIP room nearby to rest. We have prepared a variety of delicious food and the latest popular opera performances in the city for you.

Please wait for a moment. Once the Baron comes to confirm your identity, you can leave on your own."

"it is good."

They even prepared a VIP room, which was beyond Cohen's expectation.

Cohen still admired the way Quesaon treated high-level extraordinary people.

The VIP lounge can not only minimize the security risks brought by high-level extraordinary people, but also set up so as not to make these high-level extraordinary people feel offended.

Cohen believes that his "farmer city-state" can also learn from this approach in the future.

No wonder those leading cadres in the previous life liked to go out for inspection, it really paid off.

Cohen felt that he had benefited a lot from this trip.

The captain of the guards led the carriage into a luxuriously decorated hall next door.

Cohen opened the car curtain and walked down first.

When the captain of the guards saw Cohen covering his face with a mask, he was surprised. From the previous conversation, he knew that this distinguished guest was not very old.

But after actually seeing it, I had a different feeling.

He has an upright posture, is well-dressed, and his eyes are filled with calmness and serenity.

Although the young man was wearing a mask, his demeanor and temperament gave him a sense of pressure. He must be a person in power who has been in a high position for a long time.

However, he was even more surprised when he saw the women coming out of the carriage.

After Cohen got off the carriage, he bowed slightly and stretched out his hand into the carriage.

Soon, a slender, white hand with distinct joints reached out from the carriage and gently placed on Cohen's palm.

Cohen firmly held Mavis's delicate hand and helped her out of the carriage.

The captain of the guards' heart skipped a beat as he looked at the beautiful face that appeared before him.

Could the ninth-order transcendent detected by the monitoring array just now be this stunningly beautiful woman?

With a partner who is at the peak of the ninth level, the identity of this young man is really intriguing.

Seeing Cohen looking over, he quickly turned his gaze and led the way, leading the two to the VIP lounge.

After the captain of the guards left, Mephis said with some confusion:

"Is it necessary to be so ostentatious?"

Mavis naturally knew how lethal her appearance was to ordinary people. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she originally planned to either wear a mask like Cohen or disguise herself with makeup.

But Cohen let her appear with her normal appearance.

Cohen smiled faintly and said:

"Why, isn't it a shame not to let others see such a beautiful face?"

Mavis stared at Cohen motionlessly, and the latter spread his hands and said:

"How come you have no sense of humor at all? Just tell a joke to liven up the atmosphere."

Seeing that Mavis was about to get angry, he stopped smiling and said:
"Taking away the 'National Sword' is not difficult for me.

The difficulty lies in how we can escape successfully after the other party discovers that the 'National Sword' has been stolen."

Mephis nodded slightly. She had heard that the "Lord of Shadows" had a skill that allowed him to escape into the secondary plane.

With this skill, it is indeed easy to steal the "National Sword".

Cohen continued:

"The 'National Defense Sword' is the personal sword of the founding marshal and a legendary magical equipment.

It is a weapon of the "national treasure" level of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

The various protection and tracking measures arranged on it are absolutely very strict.

We can't crack it in a short time, so even if we can get the sword, we can't take it out safely."

Mavis nodded in agreement and asked:
"Do you have any good ideas?"

Cohen quickly said:

"Of course, we have to let His Royal Highness the Third Prince take out his sword willingly!
Well, to put it simply, I'm planning to hold an unprecedented auction in the royal capital of Quesarion!
I heard that the third prince of the Kingdom of Ceylon has a special liking for beautiful women and often fails to take care of his lower body.

If the auctioneer at this auction was a mysterious, powerful, and beautiful woman, do you think he would be more likely to take the bait? "

Mephis's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she quickly asked the key question:
"What kind of auction would entice a son of a kingdom to offer the founding marshal's sword in exchange?"

Cohen's lips curled slightly, keeping it a secret:

"It's a secret for now, but I can let you in on the secret. The item I'm auctioning is related to 'God and Demon Equipment'!"

God and demon equipment!

The words that came out of Cohen's mouth shocked the senior intelligence officer Mephis.

The equipment of gods and demons has been passed down from ancient times and is standard equipment used by "elite-level" and above armies.

Currently, only the five major empires each master the method of making a "divine and demonic equipment".

Could it be that Cohen has one?
Mavis could hardly hide the horror in her beautiful eyes.

Mephisto was not wrong about this.

Of course, Cohen had the magical equipment in his hands. It was the production blueprint of the "Star Guardian Armor" that he found from the lair of the "Phantom Corpse" at that time.

The main reason why Cohen came to the "Lost Land" was to contact the dwarves and ask them to help create the "Star Guardian Armor".

Use this production drawing to make a half-true and half-fake drawing, and there is no need to worry that this Saxon will not take the bait.

There was a commotion outside the door, and both of them stopped talking at the same time.

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed like a wealthy businessman walked in, surrounded by several people.

Baron Julian Singh is a catering tycoon and asset tycoon in Quetzaon.

The Singh Hotel chain almost monopolizes the catering industry in the entire royal capital, and many people say that there is a royal prince behind him.

It's the mysterious prince's purse.

Julian frowned as he studied the couple.

This gentleman was wearing a mask, so his true identity could not be seen. His aura was also very faint, probably from the third or fourth level.

Compared with the ordinary man, the lady beside her is eye-catching.

Outstanding appearance, elegant temperament, and peak cultivation, even the knowledgeable Baron Singer could not help but be attracted by Mephis. He retracted his gaze, walked to Cohen, and said with a smile:

"You must be Mr. Yann."

Adair, Cohen.

This is the pseudonym Cohen gave himself.

Cohen replied:

"I've long heard of you, Baron Singh."

Julian's expression was calm, showing no emotion, and he said:

"I've prepared a sumptuous dinner at home, please!"

……

Julian's wife is the daughter of a count in the royal capital. She looks gentle and virtuous, and treats Cohen and his wife very kindly.

After eating and drinking, Julian smiled and sent the Baroness, who seemed to be pregnant, back to her room to rest. He sent the servants away and closed the door.

When only three people were left in the room, Julian's expression suddenly turned cold. After a long moment of contemplation, he said in a deep voice:

"I thought that after the death of the Corpse Phantom, I would never have any contact with the Black Tomb again.

Is the lurker codenamed 'Deep Sea' who contacted me also one of your subordinates?"

Cohen did not answer Julian's question. Instead, he looked at the furnishings in the room with great interest and exclaimed:
"It must be admitted that the Baron married a very virtuous wife.

I heard she is the daughter of a count. You are so lucky! "

Julian's expression turned cold, and his voice was filled with anger:

"You seem to want to reveal your identity first!"

Cohen casually took out a golden mask, threw it to the other party, and said with a smile:

"The 'Black Tomb' Gold Medal Killer's' special mask. 'Phantom Corpse' should have taught you how to verify it."

Julian was shocked. Gold medal killer?
The other party turned out to be a gold medal killer, but looking at the aura on him, he didn't look like a gold-level extraordinary person!
Julian took the mask and took out his "Black Tomb" special communication stone for verification.

He discovered that the other party was not lying. He was indeed the gold medal killer from the "Black Tomb" - the gold medal "Shadow".

Julian no longer had any doubts about Cohen's identity. He returned the mask to him and said calmly:
"The Corpse Phantom was actually willing to tell Black Grave our identities. He's much more loyal to Black Grave than I thought."

Cohen frowned slightly and asked:
"us?
Are there other 'Phantom Corpse' people developing in the royal capital?"

Julian shook his head.

"I'm not sure, but based on my understanding of the Corpse Phantom, he wouldn't trust me to be alone in Quesarion. He'd at least leave two people to monitor my things."

Cohen's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the relationship between Julian and the "Phantom Corpse" was not as harmonious as he had imagined.

However, Julian was wrong about this. At least in the Kingdom of Ceylon, Quesarion, the "Phantom Corpse" only planted Julian as a chess piece.

He put aside his thoughts and continued:

"From what you said, it seems you're really interested in getting off the Black Tomb?"

Julian's face darkened, and he replied in a serious tone:

“In our line of work, who can really stop?
Tell me, will you be my new superior from now on?"

Cohen smiled and said:

"You can understand it that way, but I want to tell you another thing.

I am not here today to represent the Black Tomb."

Cohen's words startled Julian slightly. His gaze stopped on Cohen and he fell into silent thought.

Cohen continued:

“It’s better to be more straightforward.

In fact, the 'Black Tomb' doesn't know the existence of someone like you.

I was the only one who saw and successfully decrypted the information left by the 'Phantom Corpse' about the hidden personnel in various places.

Your real files are in my hands alone.

As long as I don't reveal it to anyone, no one else in this world will know your true identity.

You can be like a normal person, forget all your past identities and experiences, and live the life you want."

Julian's expression suddenly became extremely complicated, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in his heart.

However, soon after seeing Mavis, who was at the peak of the Gold Level beside Cohen, and thinking of the Gold Medal Killer Mask he had just taken out, the murderous intent disappeared without a trace.

It is impossible to kill someone to silence him. Since the other party dares to say so, it means that he must be confident in dealing with me.

What's more, I am no longer the poor boy who was alone decades ago.

This huge family business, his wife and unborn child prevented him from taking any risky actions.

Cohen looked calmly at Julian, whose emotions were fluctuating violently, waiting for his statement.

Julian is definitely a very smart person, as he is valued by the "Phantom Corpse" and assigned to lurk in a place like Quesarion.

After a long moment of deep thought, Julian came to a decision and said slowly:

"Tell me, what do you need me to do to let me leave the Black Tomb?"

Cohen's lips curled slightly and he chuckled:

"It's simple, you need a new boss!"

Julian's face was filled with sarcasm, and he said lightly:
"What's the difference between that and what I did before? It's just like going from one cage to another!"

Cohen shook his head and said:

“It’s a huge difference.

First, I won't force you to do anything against your will; second, I can provide you with resources that the Black Tomb cannot; and most importantly, third, I only need you to serve me for ten years.

Ten years from now, whether you want to continue following me or seek a better career, I won't stop you!"

The last point Cohen made touched Julian deeply.

Just ten years?
Ever since he was recruited as a subordinate by the Corpse Phantom, he has been serving the Black Tomb for nearly forty years, and there is no sign of an end in sight.

He lived in fear almost every day, and this fear reached its peak after he got married and had children.

He was afraid that one day his true identity would be exposed, which would bring disaster to his happy family.

Now this mysterious young man only needs to serve him for ten years, which is definitely good news for Julian.

He made one final condition:
"I need your guarantee that you can really fulfill your promise ten years from now."

Cohen snapped his fingers, took out the soul contract he had prepared long ago from his pocket, and handed it to the other party.

Mavis's mouth twitched slightly as he watched helplessly as a catering tycoon who was a big shot in Quesarion was tricked by Cohen into signing a ten-year indenture with just a few words.

It was as if I saw my own future in Julian.

After signing the contract, Cohen formally introduced himself to Julian:
“Welcome to my team.

Let me formally introduce myself. Cole is my alias in the Kingdom of Ceylon. I cannot tell you my true identity for now, but I can tell you my codename: 'Lord of Shadows'."

Upon hearing this code name, Julian's face was filled with astonishment. After a moment's pause, he asked:

"Are you the 'Lord of Shadow'?
The 'Lord of Shadows' who started the Six Saints War in Effiin a few months ago?"

Cohen nodded, ignoring Julian's shock, and continued:

"You will be Deep Sea's subordinate from now on. Report any intelligence directly to him.

If I have any instructions for you, I will convey them to you through him.

Understand? "

Julian concealed his surprise and nodded slowly.

Cohen continued:
“Okay, now let me tell you the purpose of our coming to Quesaon.

I want to make sure of one thing first.

Many people say that you are serving a prince of the Ceylon royal family, and even your catering business is a white glove for this prince to make money.

Is this rumor true?"

Speaking of business, Julian's face became more serious, and he said in a serious tone:

"His Highness, Charles Cromwell, does have shares in many of my businesses.

Normally he would use his influence to attract some distinguished guests for me.

It was the 'Phantom Corpse' who helped me connect with this connection.

The current scale of my business is inseparable from the support of the Second Prince."

Charles Cromwell, second in line to the throne of Ceylon.

Saxon's brother.

Hearing this, Cohen raised his eyebrows slightly. This person was the perfect person to take the blame.

The blueprints of the "Star Guardian Armor" were forged after all. Saxon would sooner or later realize that he had been fooled, and then his second brother would be the undisputed scapegoat!
Cohen put away his thoughts and said in a deep voice:

"I need you to hold a high-end auction soon. Participants will be limited to nobles and wealthy businessmen in Quesaon, and my wife will be the auctioneer.

As for my identity, I am your business partner, from the "Flaming Red Lips" headquarters in the Eastern Territory Empire, mainly engaged in high-end luxury goods business.

I came to the Kingdom of Ceylon this time to attend the auction at your invitation.

In addition, I hope that before the auction begins, you can find a way for me to meet with the Third Prince, including his inseparable think tank, Mr. Andre.

It’s best if it’s a chance encounter, you know?”

Julian thought for a moment and said:

“Yes, it will take about ten days to prepare.

As for the chance to meet the third prince... this is not difficult. Saxon goes hunting in the royal hunting ground every week. After hunting, he is used to taking his friends to rest in my "Dynasty Club". Andre usually stays with him.

It’s not difficult to create a chance encounter.”

Cohen nodded with satisfaction.

"Just do as you say."

Julian continued:
"If you don't have anything else to do, how about staying at my hotel?"

Cohen understood that the other party didn't want his family to have much contact with people like him, so he nodded and said:
"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Baron."

Julian arranged a luxurious suite for Cohen, a two-story room with ample space and ample privacy, so Mavis didn't show any resistance.

After teaching the other party how to play chess, Mavis became addicted. He pestered Cohen to play two games before going upstairs to rest.

After sending Mephis away, Cohen opened the communication stone and contacted Grace, asking her to pick out some precious and valuable goods from her luxury goods guild "Flaming Red Lips".

Otherwise, it would seem too deliberate to attend an auction with just a set of drawings.

And asked her to arrange for him to have an identity as a senior member of the "Flaming Lips" so that he could act in the Kingdom of Ceylon.

Grace was surprised to learn that Cohen had arrived in Ceylon without saying a word.

But she was smart enough not to ask any more questions and told him to go directly to the "Flaming Lips" branch in the Kingdom of Ceylon to pick it up in five days.

As for the identity, it is even simpler. Just be the chairman’s personal secretary.

As for who the chairman was, Grace did not say it explicitly, but Cohen knew it must be Her Royal Highness the Princess.

After finishing the call with Grace, Cohen took out the blueprint of the "Star Guardian Armor" obtained from the lair of the "Phantom Corpse" and began his own counterfeiting work.

(End of this chapter)