Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 214 The Fall of the Golden Winged Girl!
The cold, jade-white instep of her feet was clenched with a pair of burgundy suede high heels, resting on her shoulders.

The cool white skin and burgundy color complement each other, creating an extreme color contrast that exudes a fatal attraction.

……

The smooth and white back, connected to the round and plump buttocks, is just like the curve of a vase, rising and falling like waves with Adele's breathing.

The coast returned to calm, and Adair's hoarse, magnetic voice slowly rang out:

"Are you leaving?"

Cohen stopped what he was doing and whispered:

"I have to fulfill my promise to Oathbreaker Garcia. I plan to go to Starfall Valley again to explore the ancient elven ruins there."

In the days after the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference, Cohen shared with Yadel what he had experienced over the past two years while discussing the true meaning of life with her.

It’s just that the existence of many female characters is selectively hidden.

Yadel also knew that there was an ancient tomb of the elves beneath the Starfall Valley.

Adair raised her eyebrows slightly and asked:

"So you're going with your winged elf called Windsor?"

Cohen's face froze, and he said quickly:

“Only people with both ancient elven and human blood can enter that place.

By the way, sister, the ancient elves are very knowledgeable about battle formations. Many battle formations circulating on the mainland now are based on the research results of the ancient elves.

The formation notes I gave you were found near there. This time I'll see if I can find a better formation inheritance."

Although I knew Cohen was deliberately changing the subject, the resentment in my heart dissipated a lot when I heard that he was thinking about his hobbies.

Cohen whispered his plan to Adele:
“The ancient tombs of the elves will surely yield a lot of lost knowledge and heritage.

When the time comes, sister, you must gather some experts and scholars in related fields in the country in advance. Once the exploration of the ruins is completed, you must immediately start research and transform this knowledge into a legacy."

Adele nodded slightly and said softly:

"The Starfall Valley is within the territory of the Kingdom of Ceylon. You are now the number one enemy of the Kingdom of Ceylon. You must be careful and don't become too conceited by relying on your ability to escape into the secondary plane.

A vast kingdom with thousands of years of heritage, even if the Saints do not intervene, has many ways to block the plane passage."

Cohen took it seriously in mind and continued:
“After exploring the ruins, I plan to cross directly across the Kingdom of Ceylon and enter the Principality of Silver Frost and the Principality of Holy Oak.

It will probably take some time for Grand Duke Roland's proposal to be implemented.

I will first try to disintegrate them from within, preferably by provoking civil unrest, and then send troops to conquer them and take over these two countries at the lowest cost.

After taking Silver Frost and Holy Oak, we will return to the South Territory and work with Asuna to eliminate the remnants of the Gaunt family. We will focus on the Kingdom of Ceylon and strive to annex Ceylon within a year!"

Adair looked at the ambitious Cohen, her eyes gleaming with light. Then she closed her eyes slightly, resting her head on Cohen's chest, and whispered:

"I dont want you to go."

Cohen's heart skipped a beat, and he said softly:
"Sister, I've already marked our bedroom as a coordinate in the 'Book of Time and Space'. We can come back anytime."

Adair turned over, propped up her chin with one hand, her eyes charming and seductive:
"Where else is there a bedroom or boudoir for Isa or Windsor?"

Cohen's eyes widened, and his tone became a little higher:
"No way! Every spatial node in the Book of Time and Space was hard-earned. How could I possibly set them randomly?"

Adair seized upon Cohen's weakness and sneered:
"I'd be foolish to believe you!"

Cohen took a deep breath and his voice softened a bit:
"Sister, don't do a surprise attack, it will break down."

Adair frowned slightly, with obvious confusion on her face:
"really?"

Cohen nodded seriously.

"It will really go bad. If you don't believe me, try it...hiss..."

Adair rolled her eyes at Cohen and whispered:

"It's just right that it's broken. I've used it enough these past few days anyway, so I don't want to let others use it."

Cohen turned over and pressed Adair under him, smiling wickedly:
“Has it been enough?

Why do I feel that this is far from enough?

Just the youngest legend on the continent, watch me pierce your body with my sword!"

……

After cleaning the marks of Cohen's bites on her body, Adele looked back at Cohen who was still sleeping, leaned over and gave him a light kiss, then she returned to being the almighty Queen Effiin and went to court to handle government affairs.

Shortly after Adele left, Cohen breathed a sigh of relief, quickly cleaned off the scent and traces on his body, put on his clothes, opened the Book of Time and Space, and with a swish, he appeared in the Emerald Lake Villa.

Visser Adam of the Pale Wings was already waiting. When he saw Cohen coming, he called him "Chief" affectionately.

Wiesel's current official position in Aifeiyin is Director of the General Affairs Department of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Cohen nodded slightly and said:
"You've seen the messages I sent you before, right?"

Visser replied seriously:
“I see. I will definitely cooperate with Viscount Hermann to complete this matter.

There are also people from our Pale Wings in the Western Region Empire. I will contact them when the time comes. My plan is this..."

Cohen waved his hand slightly, interrupting Visser and asking:

"Talk to Hermann about the details. By the way, I have a quick question for you. Is your young lady still in Florence?"

Wiesel immediately realized his mistake. Cohen had come to see him not to hear his report on how to cooperate with Hermann and discuss the development of the dwarfs with the Western Region Empire royal family, but to meet Isabella!

Visser immediately stopped talking and replied in a deep voice:

"Still."

Cohen gave Wiesel a strange look, and Wiesel immediately looked embarrassed:
"The young lady won't let anyone tell her where she is, especially...especially the Director."

Cohen patted Visser on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"My dear Director of the General Affairs Department, the barbarians in the northern border have been uneasy lately. The Military Control Commission is planning to establish a Northern Border Station there. Would you consider becoming the station chief there?"

Visser immediately stood up straight and shouted back:
"Report to the Director, the young lady has been living in Rose Lane these days!"

Cohen's heart skipped a beat. Rose Lane, there were other people living there!
Ever since Cohen established the Military Intelligence Bureau in the name of the Lord of Shadows, he secretly drove away all the people in Rose Lane and made it the private property of the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

It was originally reserved for Rosalina, Windsordel and Freya to live in.

As a result, after the people from the Black Tomb came to Florence, Rosalina had to appear as a "salesperson" and did not live there.

After the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference, Windsarder directly revealed his identity and lived in the State Guesthouse of Eifin as the chief steward of the Central Empire Empress's court and the Empress's special envoy.

Now only Arnold's daughter, Freya, lives there alone.

I didn’t expect Isabella to find this place!

Cohen looked at Wiesel unkindly. As the director of the General Affairs Department of the Military Control Commission, Wiesel was responsible for handling all matters related to Rose Lane. Since Isabella knew about that place, it must be Wiesel who told her.

Visser looked a little embarrassed and whispered:
“Didn’t Miss Nephthys live in Rose Lane before?

When the young lady asked for the addresses of Miss Windsordale, Miss Melancha, and Miss Freya, I didn't tell her, but she guessed it herself."

Cohen nodded slightly and said:
"Okay, you have nothing to do here. Remember, don't tell anyone about my visit today. Understand?"

Visser immediately promised not to say a word.

Before he could finish his words, Cohen had disappeared from the spot.

……

Cohen arrived outside Rose Lane, glanced at the hidden spies around him, and coughed lightly. A woman in uniform immediately appeared, looking at Cohen in astonishment, and said in a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

Cohen's eyes moved slightly. He knew this person, so he asked:
"Is that Miss Lucia?"

When Cohen first established the Military Intelligence Bureau, he asked Snape to find several outstanding students at the King's Military College, including Lucia.

Lucia seemed a little bewildered and quickly bowed.

"Your Majesty actually still remembers my name. I... I..."

Cohen waved his hand slightly and said:

"Don't be nervous. How are you getting along with Finger recently?"

Lucia blushed slightly and whispered:

"It's okay. My father has already met him and is very satisfied with him."

Cohen smiled and said:
"Yes, I am looking forward to attending your wedding."

Lucia was terrified again.

After a few small talk, Cohen finally got down to business:

"Why are you guarding here?

I remember that Finkel, Eric, and Hoffman were in the Operations Department. Weren't you assigned to the Discipline Inspection and Personnel Department?"

Lucia came to her senses and immediately replied seriously:
"Your Majesty, Director Visser said that the ladies of Rose Lane are of high status, and there are relatively few capable young women in the bureau. Therefore, I have been temporarily transferred to the Operations Department to be responsible for the safety and daily lives of these ladies."

Cohen sighed inwardly, "Yes, this is more like his General Affairs Director, the Military Control Commission's chief steward. He considers things very carefully."

Cohen asked:

"Is there anything special happening here these days?"

Lucia hesitated, glanced at Cohen, and then said:
“Everything was fine before, but after the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference ended, Miss Windsardler moved out, leaving Miss Freya alone.

But soon after, a beautiful woman suddenly barged in, claiming to be Director Wiesel's boss. We didn't dare offend her easily, so we let her in. After she got in, she didn't live with Miss Freya. It seemed that she lived in the Snow Mountain Rose No. 1 Mansion in the northwest corner. Oh, Miss Freya lived in the Zhumo Shuanghui Villa in the northeast corner.

Cohen asked with a half-smile on his face:

"Beautiful woman, don't you recognize her identity?"

Lucia immediately lowered her head and replied:
"Your Majesty, we know nothing."

Cohen chuckled. As expected, those who could make a name for themselves in Florence were no simple people. They knew what to say and what not to say.

Act stupid when you should, smart guy!
Cohen asked:

"The Military Control Commission has to report to the Queen every month. Do you know what to say?"

Lucia nodded seriously.

"Know!"

Cohen waved his hand:

"Just keep working."

Upon hearing this, Lucia immediately retreated and disappeared from sight.

Cohen checked the time and quickly stepped into Rose Lane.

He found the small western-style building called Snow Mountain Rose No. 1 Mansion with ease, but to his surprise, he could clearly hear the sound of conversation coming from inside.

Cohen hid in the shadows and sneaked into the building silently, and was immediately shocked by the scene before him.

In the spacious and bright reception room, the afternoon sun shines through the gauze curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled light and shadows. Isabella is wearing a burgundy ruffled tube-top mermaid dress, the hem of which is like a flowing flame, spreading on the ground.

The skirt fits Isabella's tall and attractive figure tightly, gradually spreading out from the waist down, revealing her white and slender thighs faintly as she walks.

He held a slender whip in his hand and stared sternly at Freya in front of him.

Freya pursed her lips tightly, wearing a gorgeous goose yellow puffy skirt. Her long chestnut hair was loosely tied up, and a few strands of hair hung down on her white neck, making her look soft and lovely.

Isabella's serious voice sounded, and she demonstrated as she spoke, exuding a restrained and noble temperament:

“Being a noble is first reflected in your posture.

Stand in a T-shape with your feet together, heels together, knees straight, and stomach in and chest out.

Don't hold it up so high, don't make your breasts look too firm."

This sentence was so devastating that Freya felt like she had been hit hard, and tears almost flowed down her delicate little face.

"Why are you crying? If you want to cry, go back. Cohen doesn't need a sniveling princess around him!"

Hearing Cohen's name, Freya bit her thin lip and began to imitate Isabella's movements carefully.

Isabella continued:

"Don't tense your shoulders, let them sink naturally, keep them relaxed, and keep your head upright.

Why are you shy? You should show off such a pretty face.

Keep your chin tucked in, your eyes looking straight ahead, and be sure to project strong confidence.

When you feel insecure, think of Cohen. Your husband can even talk to the gods on equal terms. With him as your backer, what are you afraid of?

Isabella trained Freya while speaking venomously.

Anyway, he always talked about Cohen. With Cohen's help, the teaching effect on Freya was particularly good.

I have gradually found the feeling after feeling unfamiliar and unnatural at the beginning.

Cohen looked at the scene in front of him and wondered why Isabella suddenly thought of teaching Freya aristocratic etiquette?
He soon remembered that he had previously discussed with Isabella the idea of making Freya the orphan of the legitimate royal family of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

He was touched again. It was just an immature idea that he said casually, but he didn't expect Isabella to take it seriously and keep working hard to make it happen.

The two people's teaching became smoother and smoother, and Cohen did not show up to interrupt, just watching quietly.

Isabella truly lived up to being the Daughter of Golden Wings and the legitimate daughter of the richest family on the continent. Even just by walking, she exuded an innate aura of nobility. Every step she took seemed to be on an invisible beat, as light as if she were walking on the clouds.

The red skirt swayed gently with her steps, like a burning sunset, dragging a gorgeous light and shadow on the floor.

The living room is transformed into a beautiful flowing painting, which makes people unable to take their eyes away and immersed in the ultimate charm of the fluttering red skirt.

After a while, Isabella stopped, flicked her whip, and said:
"Okay, that's all for today. If I continue to push you, someone might get hurt!"

Freya stopped imitating and uttered a soft "Huh?"
"Sister Isa, who is it?"

Cohen was slightly surprised, and came out of the shadow plane and asked:

"Isa, how did you find out I was here?"

Isabella sneered:
"According to tradition, the little girl named Lucia should come and ask us what we want to eat for lunch.

She hadn't been here for so long, someone must have come in, and she didn't dare to disturb him."

Cohen expressed his sincere admiration for Isabella's wit.

"gentlemen!"

Freya cried out and ran into Cohen's arms excitedly.

Cohen held Freya in his arms, as if she were an exquisite doll. Then Isabella's angry voice rang in his ears:

"What did I teach you yesterday? Have you forgotten the pain again?
What noble lady is so shameless as to throw herself into a man's arms in front of others?"

Freya stuck out her tongue, got down from Cohen's arms, and whispered:
"Sir, why are you here? Are you done with the palace business?"

Cohen rubbed Freya's hair and said with a smile:

"I'm done. Your father has just taken up his new post these days and may be quite busy. He may not have time to visit you for the time being, so I'll come to see his little princess on his behalf."

It was said that Arnold was busy with work and had no time to visit Freya, but in fact, Cohen did not let him come.

In future plans, Freya is the orphan of the orthodox royal family of the Kingdom of Ceylon, and her relationship with Arnold cannot be known to others.

As for the time when Freya lived in the Kingdom of Ceylon, there was no need to worry at all.

Even if Freya were brought to Arnold's former adventure team members now, those people would not associate this delicate and graceful little princess with the skinny and homeless adventurer's daughter.

Cohen hinted to Arnold about letting Freya pretend to be the orphan of the legitimate royal family of the Kingdom of Ceylon, but he didn't say it so obviously. He just said that there was a very important task to be given to Freya.

Arnold is still considering it, and he mainly respects Freya's own opinion.

Cohen chatted briefly with Freya and asked:

"Freya, have you had a hard time these past two days?"

Freya shook her head vigorously and said:
“It’s not hard. Sister Isa said that she trained me like this so that I can help the master complete a crucial task.

Sir, is this true? Can I help you?"

Cohen was very moved. He rubbed Freya's hair and said softly:
“Of course my Freya can help, and in a big way.

But this matter is of great importance and I can't explain it to you in a few words.

Moreover, this mission is somewhat dangerous, so I need to seek the opinions of your father and yourself.

That's fine. Once I've finished preparing the preliminary matters, I'll call your father over and the three of us will discuss this matter together."

Freya clenched her fists, her voice childish yet revealing unquestionable determination:
"Sir, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to help you complete this task, and my father will agree to let me go!"

Cohen's face froze, and he thought to himself, "Silly boy, you're going to agree to this mission before I even tell you what it is." He shook his head slightly and said,

"Okay, you've been tired all afternoon, go back and rest. I'll send someone to bring you food later."

Freya opened her eyes wide and asked:
"Aren't you, sir, and Sister Isa together?"

Cohen's face stiffened slightly, and he said:
"Your sister Isa and I have some official business to discuss. We'll go later. You don't have to wait for us."

Freya nodded, said hello to Isabella, and returned to the small villa where she lived.

As soon as Freya left, Cohen couldn't wait to rush forward and hug Isabella tightly, burying his head in the neckline of Isabella's burgundy fishtail dress, greedily breathing in Isabella's seductive body fragrance.

Isabella's face turned cold and she whispered:

"Look at your ability. Such a young girl has been bewitched and confused by you. I didn't see it before. You are so good at this."

Cohen was embarrassed and kept saying:
"No, I treat Freya as my sister."

Isabella grabbed Cohen's hand as it was about to reach under her skirt and said:

"Why, after feeding your sister the queen, you finally remembered to come look for me?"

Cohen chuckled and said:

"Isa, Isa, my dear Isa, I miss you all the time these days.

State affairs are really too hectic. Grand Duke Roland of the Western Region Empire has to intercede for the Silver Frost Principality and the Holy Oak Principality, and there are also those rebellious people in the southern border and those family members who rebelled against the royal family. It's a huge mess. No, I just finished my work and rushed to find you."

Isabella's grip loosened a little, and her expression became much better. She suppressed the trembling in her throat and asked:

"Why would Grand Duke Roland plead for the Silver Frost Principality and the Holy Oak Principality? I've never heard of him and these two...hiss, could you please be gentler!
You've been going crazy with Adair for so many days, and you still haven't let out enough anger?"

Cohen lifted Isabella's hips and carried her like a princess, then opened the bedroom on the first floor. His voice was a little hoarse:
"These things are not important. I will explain them to you in detail later. Now let's get down to business!"

Isabella exclaimed:
"Don't tear my new skirt..."

Click...

(End of this chapter)