Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 283 The Princess's Comments on Claire's View on Love (Begging for monthly tickets, brothers!)
After Flint expressed his opinion, Cohen glanced at Claire beside him without leaving any trace. The latter's emotions were obviously fluctuating.

Cohen thought for a moment and said:
"Captain, you will come with me to encircle and suppress the Black Sails. You have always been in charge of the construction and training of the Ghost Ship. I will feel at ease if you go."

Claire lowered her head slightly, her gaze softening considerably.

After all, Flint is her biological father in this life, and the father-daughter relationship of more than ten years is not easy to forget.

Cohen rejected Flint's request, and only a few deputy captains were left in the pirate group who could shoulder the responsibility.

Deputy Head Beckman did not hesitate, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice:

"Captain, I'm willing to stay, but I hope you can assign me a few more legendary helpers. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for long with only the Weeping Banshee's sonic defense wall.

And if the other party wants to retreat, I must have enough manpower to hold them back.

The brothers in the regiment can hold on to Scarlet Island, but if they were to leave the island to meet the enemy, they would be no match for the regular Ceylon Navy."

Seeing Beckman speak, Babos and Deputy Captain Will also spoke up:
"Let's stay at the main base with Beckman."

Cohen nodded and said:

"Okay, in addition to the two legendary Weeping Banshees who will stay to help you, I will request two more legendary ones from the Shark People to come and help.

Also, I'll leave you the Crimson Skull Banner.

Ten days. As long as you can tie up the North Sea Fleet for ten days, your mission will be accomplished.

After the war, I will give each of you five free upgrades to ghost ships!"

After hearing Cohen's arrangement, Beckman and others suddenly became much more excited.

With four legendary transcendents and the Weeping Banshees' powerful "sonic defense wall", it is not too difficult to resist the North Sea Fleet for ten days.

Coupled with the generous post-war rewards promised by Cohen, Beckman and others could not help but get ready to take action.

After mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm, Cohen said:
"Alright, everyone, go down and start making arrangements now. We also need to get ready to go. I wish you all a successful start!"

After sending Beckman and the others away, Cohen said to the remaining people:

“Our task is equally arduous.

Flint, when the time comes, you will besiege the Black Sails first, and I will let the Sharkmen's Undersea Column cooperate with you.

We will wait until the reinforcements from the North Sea Fleet arrive before we take action."

Flint replied:
"The leader of the Black Sail Group, Helan, is also a legendary transcendent. I need someone to help me deal with him."

Cohen looked at Mr. Modo and said:
"How about Mr. Mordo cooperating with Captain Flint?"

Mr. Modo nodded and said:
"can."

Cohen snapped his fingers and said:

"Okay, everyone go back and prepare. We'll set off on time at dawn three days later!"

……

Late at night, Cohen was rethinking his plan to see if there were any areas where he could go wrong.

Suddenly his expression changed, he glanced towards the door, put down the paper and pen in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Your Highness, our engagement hasn't even been announced to the public yet. Why are you so impatient to fulfill your wifely duties?"

Grace kicked the door open, walked into the room with a tea tray, and glared at Cohen fiercely:
"You're so heartless! I saw you stayed up all night so long that I thought I'd make you a cup of tea to help you relax, but you actually framed me like this."

Looking at Grace, Cohen couldn't help but feel amazed, which reminded him of the days when Her Royal Highness the Princess changed her clothes every day in the "Lost Land".

Grace had obviously dressed up carefully. Her navy blue silk skirt was tightened along the waistline, and the silver tassels on the edge of the V-neck formed a sharp angle below her delicate collarbone, revealing the exaggerated curve of her chest.

Cohen's eyes swept uncontrollably over Grace's long legs. The fishnet stockings woven from high-quality velvet were gathered into blushing leg rings at the ankles. The leg rings extended upward and were tied to her snow-white and plump thighs, adding a bit of temptation.

Her jade feet were wearing three-inch high single-strap sandals. The star-shaped hollow design on the shoe upper made the snow-white and tender skin of the instep look like a pearl imprisoned in the Milky Way.

The eldest princess straightened her full chest and walked towards Cohen with a cup of tea. Her tight silk skirt contracted with her breathing, making her already amazing waist-to-hip ratio even more dangerous.

Cohen suddenly felt thirsty and quickly took the tea, took a sip, and exclaimed:
"It's been a long time since I drank the black tea brewed by His Highness. This time, I felt like I was back in the Lost Land.

Mm, Your Highness is so beautiful tonight. When you report to His Majesty Eberron, you can definitely say that I couldn't resist your beauty and wanted you to be my fiancée."

Grace glared at Cohen fiercely:
"When you praise someone, you should praise them properly. What does the last sentence mean?"

Then he put down the tea tray, stared at Cohen for a while, and said:
"Your current strength... seems to be even stronger. Why do I feel like even I can't beat you?
Are you still at the Silver level now?"

Cohen shrugged slightly and said:
"I don't want to discourage you, but with your highness's current strength, you probably won't last more than ten seconds in my hands."

Grace rolled her eyes at Cohen and said:

"You're amazing, aren't you? When I become emperor, I'll recruit you as my royal knight to protect my safety!"

Cohen nodded:
"Being a knight, sure. I love being a knight the most."

Grace frowned. The succubus bloodline only gave her a charming face and seductive temperament, but her mind was still relatively pure.

Therefore, he didn't hear the teasing in Cohen's words, but he still instinctively sensed something was wrong. He muttered something and continued the previous topic:
"Let me ask you something. Are you going to participate in the Central Empire's noble fighting festival?
Do you want to emulate your sister, the Queen, and claim the title of 'Strongest Silver'?"

Cohen was stunned for a moment and said:

"Your Highness came to see me in the middle of the night, could it be that you wanted to persuade me to change my mind?"

A touch of tenderness emerged in Cohen's heart. Grace dressed up specially to see him tonight and took the initiative to bring up this matter. It was self-evident why.

She was worried about her safety in the Central Empire when she went to participate in the noble fighting festival.

After all, he had severely offended the Central Empire at the Northwest Regional Exchange Conference. Not only did he steal the Central Empire's giant floating ship, he also killed two legends, making Chief Heisenberg's nephew, Qiao Lun, lose face.

Anyone can see that Cohen's trip is extremely dangerous.

Grace's eyes showed a trace of panic, but she quickly concealed it and said:
"With your current reputation, it seems that you don't need a strongest silver to prove anything.

Why take such a big risk to compete?"

Cohen said in surprise:
"Don't you know the prize that the Central Empire has given out this time?"

Grace was stunned for a moment and said:

"You mean the opportunity to enter the Dragon Plane...

Forgot, you have a lover who is a dragon warrior, and you want to form a dragon army, right? "

Cohen soon realized that as the eldest princess of the Dragon Kingdom, Grace was not as fanatical and obsessed with dragons as others.

So it's hard to understand how much Cohen desires this dragon plane.

He smiled and said:

"If Her Royal Highness the Princess is willing to support me in raising dozens of dragon cubs, I won't have to work so hard to participate in any competitions."

Grace's chest trembled at Cohen's frivolous tone, and she scolded with a smile:
"Do you really regard the dragon race as a vassal race of our Eastern Territory Empire?

It's simply that the ancestor of our Eastern Territory Empire married a dragon princess, which allowed him to enjoy the blessing of the dragon veins and have the opportunity to form a contractual partnership with the dragons of Dragon Valley.

Instead of expecting me to get you a dragon cub, it would be more realistic to use your personal abilities to seduce two dragon ladies."

Cohen's eyes lit up and his mind suddenly opened up.

Grace saw Cohen thinking seriously, and a nameless anger rose in her heart. She said angrily:
"Why, do you really want to put it into practice?"

Cohen concealed his thoughts and coughed lightly:
“Just kidding, with my current small body, I’m afraid I can’t stand up to the Dragon Girl or something like that.

In short, I have received your kindness, Your Highness. Don't worry, I have found a powerful backer in the Central Empire.

She'll keep me safe."

Seeing Cohen's confidence, Grace didn't want to persuade him anymore. Just as she was about to talk about some private matters, she heard footsteps outside the door.

This building is Cohen's residential area and there is not even a servant, so the person who came could only be looking for Cohen.

When Grace came to see Cohen in the middle of the night, suspicion suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Soon, a deep female voice came from the door, and three simple words:

"have you slept?"

It was Claire's voice. Grace moved her lips and mouthed:
"Am I interrupting your evening routine?"

Cohen knocked Grace on the head in annoyance:

"Don't talk nonsense."

Then he cleared his throat:
"Chief, you are still awake and the door is not locked. Please come in."

Claire pushed open the door and saw Grace, who was dressed extremely sexy. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to leave, saying:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know there were outsiders here. I'm sorry to bother you."

Cohen said quickly:

"Chief, Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to discuss something with me. Please don't misunderstand me. Come in."

Claire then raised her head, with an unnatural look on her face.

His gaze lingered on Grace for a long time.

Grace, who has the blood of a succubus, has a charm and sexiness that attracts both men and women, not to mention that her current outfit is so seductive. No wonder Claire would have such wild thoughts.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Cohen took the initiative to speak and ease the tension:
"So, you two haven't officially met yet, have you?

Last time, I just asked the clan leader to pick up His Highness and have a meeting.

Let me introduce you. This is the Princess of the Eastern Territory Empire, Her Highness Grace Tang. She runs the continent's largest luxury goods business, 'Flaming Red Lips', and is my most trusted friend and most loyal partner.

Grace, this is Miss Claire, leader of the Tide Tribe of the Mermaids. She hails from the South Seas and is a partner and assistant whom I rely on greatly."

Grace looked at Claire in surprise. Before, she only felt the aura of a siren from her, but she didn't expect that she was the head of a clan and even came from the South China Sea thousands of miles away. How could this bastard Cohen always hook up with beautiful women from everywhere?

She took the initiative to extend her hand to Claire, who paused slightly and then shook it.

Since Cohen told the other party his true identity, it shows that the relationship between the two is indeed unusual.

Cohen continued, "By the way, Your Highness, don't call Claire by her name in front of outsiders. I'll tell you the specific reason later."

Grace looked at Claire in surprise. It seemed that there was a story behind this mermaid.

Cohen then looked at Claire:
"Chief, what's the matter?"

Claire glanced at Grace with a look of hesitation on her face.

Grace shrugged and turned to look at Cohen:
"Where is your bathroom? I'm going to take a shower. You two can chat first."

Cohen pointed upstairs and said:

"There's a bath on the second floor."

Grace left quickly, leaving Claire and Cohen alone in the room.

Claire casually set up a barrier, bowed to Cohen, and said:

"Thank you."

A look of surprise appeared on Cohen's face:

"Why are you thanking me all of a sudden?"

Claire bit her lip and said:

"Thank you, Captain, for not assigning my father to guard Scarlet Island."

Cohen waved his hand and said:

"It's just a small matter. You didn't come here in the middle of the night just to thank me, did you?"

Claire fell silent.

She actually didn't think of Cohen at first. She went out to relax in the middle of the night and somehow ended up near Cohen's residence.

Thinking about what happened during the day, I thought of coming to Cohen's place to sit and talk, but I didn't expect to run into Grace who was also at Cohen's place.

My heart suddenly felt a little confused. It was the middle of the night, and Grace, who was dressed so seductively, was in the same room with Cohen.

Even if Cohen denied it, Claire could guess what the two of them had just done, not to mention that Grace also proposed to take a bath at Cohen's place.

If the two of them didn't have any special relationship, how could a princess of the empire do such a private activity in a man's house?
Seeing that Claire was silent, Cohen took the initiative to bring up the topic:
"By the way, the dragon blood I purchased for the clan leader has arrived, including the materials for engraving the dragon power conversion seal.

After we defeat the Ceylon Kingdom's fleet, I can help you strengthen your body and control the Trident of Poseidon."

Claire's eyes flashed with an attractive light, but she quickly concealed it and said casually:

"Then it seems that the time for me to leave the Northwest Sea is not far away."

Cohen said sincerely:

"I'm sorry to have troubled the clan leader for so long.

Fortunately, everything is almost over.

Oh, by the way, after the clan leader returns to the South China Sea, if you have any needs, please let me know immediately..."

Claire turned her gaze away and interrupted Cohen:

"You go ahead and do your work. I'm going back."

After saying that, he pushed the door open and left without even saying hello.

Cohen just stood there in a daze, scratching his head, unable to figure out what he had said to offend Claire.

Why are you suddenly angry?
At this moment, Grace walked down with her long wet hair, like a lotus in clear water.

The enchanting, charming eyes were filled with moving blue waves, which made Cohen's heart beat fast. He forced himself to look away and said dryly:

"Your Highness, it's getting late. Why don't you go back and get some rest?"

Grace cast a seductive glance at Cohen and said:

"I thought His Majesty was going to ask me to stay and sleep with him."

After saying this, he looked around and said softly:
"Where's the mermaid?
Why did you leave suddenly? "

Cohen took advantage of Grace's question to tell her what had just happened:
"...I shouldn't have said anything wrong. Why is she suddenly angry for no reason?"

Grace looked at Cohen with a complicated expression and murmured:

"Why does your title of 'Lord of Romance' seem so unworthy? Even though I've never been in love, I know that this little mermaid clearly has a crush on you.

I said I wanted to leave because I hoped you would ask me to stay, but you acted like you couldn't wait for me to leave.

With so many women around you, are you only interested in their bodies and not their hearts?"

Cohen's heart trembled, and then he patted Grace on the head:
"Don't talk nonsense, I'm sincere to them, I just didn't see it.

Let me tell you this, if you knew her true identity, you wouldn't have such thoughts.

I really don't think Claire will be easily moved.

Also, stop calling mermaid all the time. I’m not older than you…”

Sensing the dangerous light in Grace's eyes, Cohen quickly changed his words:

"Ahem, sorry, I didn't mean to say you were old... uh, no..."

Cohen quickly reached out and grabbed Grace's kicking foot. The foot was delicate and slender, curved like a crescent moon, and felt great in his hand.

Grace suppressed her embarrassment and waited for Cohen fiercely:

"Have you taken advantage of me enough? Why don't you let go of me? You're holding onto my feet and won't let go. What a pervert!"

Cohen let go of his hand and whispered:

"I'm not taking advantage of you. If I were, you'd have to bleed a little bit before you could leave today... Okay, okay, no more jokes. Let me tell you in detail about Claire's situation, so you don't end up causing any consequences later if you're not careful..."

Cohen walked over to Grace, squatted down to help her put on her shoes, and said:
"Chief Claire is not as simple as you see her. If you really knew her past, you wouldn't think she's interested in me..."

As Cohen spoke, Grace's expression gradually became more serious.

After Cohen finished speaking, Grace said thoughtfully:

"So that's how it is. She actually lived two lives."

Cohen nodded and said:
"Yes, in her previous life, she was a well-known and domineering young lady throughout the Endless Sea. How could such a proud and conceited woman be so easily attracted to someone else?"

Grace shook her head and said:
"You're wrong. The more proud and conceited a woman is, the faster she will fall when she meets a man who is stronger than her and treats her well.

Especially when this man gave her a strong sense of reliance and security that she had never experienced before."

Cohen looked at Grace suspiciously and said:

"You seem quite experienced?"

Grace's face was filled with panic. Wasn't what she just said referring to herself?
As the eldest princess of the empire, Grace has naturally been extremely proud and conceited since childhood.

Cohen, with whom she had a blood pact, also provided her with unprecedented reliance and a sense of security.

Grace quickly concealed her emotions and snorted softly:
"Why do you care so much? Anyway, the little mermaid is about to fall into your clutches.

Don't underestimate your experience in that secret place. Being a hero saving a beautiful woman can have a great killing effect on any woman, not to mention that you have done so many things for her.

If you keep trying, maybe in a few days, she will take the initiative to climb into your bed."

Cohen blinked, then suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand to brush away the hair that had drifted to Grace's lips, and said seriously:
"I'm more interested in how to get the eldest princess of the Eastern Territory Empire into bed than a mermaid."

Faced with Cohen's blatant teasing, Grace could no longer bear it and lifted her long legs to kick Cohen in the lower body.

This time, she didn't take off her high heels. Cohen was startled and quickly reached out to grab Grace's ankle and said:
"Your Highness, it's just a joke, just a joke.

Don’t get excited.”

Grace gave Cohen a fierce look, adjusted her skirt, and said angrily:
"Just wait, I'll complain to Isabella when I get back and tell her to control her man!"

After saying that, he stepped hard on Cohen and turned away.

Cohen shook his head, thinking that the allure of this woman was becoming increasingly difficult to bear, and that his willpower would sooner or later be completely eroded by Her Royal Highness the Princess.

He was very suspicious that the reason he had said such teasing words just now was entirely due to the unsuppressed succubus aura of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and had nothing to do with him.

Well, I'll explain this to Isa when the time comes.

It is only reasonable that a mere silver-level person like me cannot resist the temptation of a gold-level succubus.

Grace left Cohen's residence and didn't walk too far. She covered her face, which was beginning to burn, and looked back at Cohen's residence, cursing in a low voice:

"Asshole, are you only interested in my body?

Hateful men, they just want to keep you hanging, so that you can see but not eat!"

……

The hurricane tore open the lead-gray sky. At the port of Scarlet Island's main base, Cohen's silver-scale cloak fluttered in the wind, and the demon mask on his head made him look even more hideous.

This demon mask, forged by the demon god Ami himself and left to his descendant Gilvos, now exudes a strange and crazy aura.

With the blessing of this atmosphere, it exudes unparalleled charm and temperament.

Grace, who was not far away, looked at Cohen's tall and majestic body, with an intoxicating light in her eyes. At this moment, Cohen made her feel like she wanted to be conquered.

Claire, standing by, had obviously noticed the princess's unabashed expression. She moved her lips, looked away, and muttered softly:
"No wonder she's of succubus descent. She doesn't even find the right time to go into heat?"

Cohen was naturally unaware of the open and secret struggles between Grace and Claire. At this moment, he was also full of ambition. With a wave of his hand, fifteen ghost ships slowly rose from the sea level. The hulls were wrapped in mysterious psionic rings. The sailors on the deck struck the ship's bells to the rhythm of the waves, like the sound of war drums coming from a deep-sea tomb.

Cohen jumped up and jumped onto the largest ghost ship, which was upgraded from his flagship.

The eyes of the weeping banshee embedded in the figurehead suddenly burst into a strange light. Cohen drew the sword at his waist, shattered the oncoming waves, and shouted:

"Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)