Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 301 The three sisters are finally together!

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Cohen had the idea of making arrangements for Lucia as early as when he met her in Rose Lane, protecting Freya and others.

After Freya returns to the Kingdom of Ceylon, she will definitely need a loyal and capable person to assist her. The smart and capable Lucia is undoubtedly the best choice.

Cohen asked:

"How is Her Royal Highness the Princess doing lately?"

Lucia replied:
"Your Highness is doing well. Our plans have been going smoothly. Comrades all say that Your Highness's strength and intelligence don't seem like that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl at all.

They also said that His Highness is worthy of being His Majesty's man, and that he does things in an orderly and methodical manner. We all firmly believe that His Highness can successfully restore the country."

A look of relief appeared on Cohen's face, and he continued, "
"You've been in the 'Land of the Lost' for so long, are you getting used to it?"

Lucia nodded vigorously and replied:

"Your Excellency, the Lord of Sequences, and Miss Mephis have been very caring towards us. We haven't felt the chaotic evil of the rumored 'Land of the Lost' at all.

It’s just that His Highness has been talking about wanting to see His Majesty…”

Cohen's lips curled up in a doting manner and asked:
"Is your highness still in class?"

Lucia checked the time and said:

"Yes, today is the intelligence class, and Miss Mavis happens to be teaching it. It will take about an hour."

"Take me there and don't alarm anyone."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

In a spacious room in the secret base, two beauties, one big and one small, are particularly pleasing to the eye.

Freya sat upright behind a desk, her back straight and her figure already taking shape.

Her long hair, like a golden waterfall, cascaded down her back, a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks. The morning light filtered through the glass, casting tiny specks of light on her eyelashes. The corners of her mouth occasionally curved into a charming arc, revealing two shallow dimples, making her look incredibly adorable.

Her slender fingers held a wool pen, and she occasionally wrote something on the white paper in front of her.

If Freya gives people the feeling of being cute and charming, then Mavis, who is standing not far from her and teaching, exudes a heart-warming temperament.

An ivory lace long dress wrapped around her graceful figure, outlining breathtaking curves and lines. The square neckline design generously revealed her delicate and graceful collarbone, and the hem of the skirt hung to the ground, flowing with a texture like moonlight.

Her face was as perfect as a classical oil painting, her cobalt blue pupils were like gemstones, and beneath her high nose bridge were her full red lips, slightly raised with a faint smile.

She paces gently, her posture graceful and relaxed, and her every move is full of elegance, which makes people want to get close to her, conquer her, and take her unique beauty for themselves.

Rosalina's bewitching words could not help but echo in Cohen's ears and mind again.

Cohen shook his head, forcing himself to calm down, but accidentally let out his breath.

Mephis's expression tightened, and he turned back coldly. When he saw the person coming, his pupils suddenly lit up, and his red lips unconsciously formed an intoxicating curve. Then he thought of something, bit the tip of his tongue, and his face returned to indifference.

He turned around, tightened his collar, and continued teaching as if he hadn't seen Cohen, but his tone was obviously a little abnormal.

The attentive Freya naturally noticed Mavis's abnormality. She blinked her beautiful big eyes at the other person, as if she was curious about why her always intellectual and elegant artist sister suddenly became so strange.

Mavis knew that his mind was already in turmoil, and that continuing to teach would only be deceiving himself. He put away his teaching stick and said softly:
"That's all for today. Your Highness, please go and rest."

Freya frowned, but didn't ask any more questions. She stood up, performed perfect court etiquette, packed up her things and prepared to leave.

Just then, Cohen coughed lightly and stepped into the room.

Freya froze and turned around immediately. After seeing who was coming, she was suddenly surprised and delighted. She put down her things and threw herself into Cohen's arms.

Seeing the scene before him, Mephis sneered:
"Your Highness, have you ever seen a princess from any country throw herself into a man's arms in public?"

Freya stuck out her tongue, but she didn't stop moving at all and threw herself into Cohen's arms.

Cohen looked at Mavis and greeted him.

But Mavis still pretended not to see it, turned his face away and said nothing.

Cohen had no choice but to deal with Freya in his arms first. He asked her in a low voice about her recent life situation. After chatting for a long time, he finally pushed her away in Freya's reluctant gaze.

No, girls really change a lot when they grow up. Freya is growing faster and faster. It will be difficult to treat her as a little girl anymore.

After finishing the personal matters, it was time to talk business. Cohen's expression became more serious. He put his hands on Freya's shoulders, stared into Freya's pupils, and asked seriously:
"Freya, we haven't set off yet, there's still time.

You don't have to feel any psychological burden. You're still just a child, and there are things you shouldn't have to shoulder. I have one last question for you: are you willing to become the princess of Ceylon?

Freya's eyes were filled with unquestionable determination:
"Sir, I am willing to give everything for your cause!"

She is worthy of being the daughter of the God of War!

Cohen's heart skipped a beat, he loosened his hands, and continued:

“Okay, since you have made up your mind, you must be mentally prepared. In ten days or half a month at the shortest, and no more than a month at the most, you will set foot on the territory of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

Once you step in, it is unpredictable what will happen in the future.

Of course, Mr. will do his best to provide you with all the help he can, but you also have to learn to protect yourself. If anything happens, your own safety is the priority, and you can abandon the plan if necessary. Do you understand?"

Freya nodded in response, but looking at her persistent eyes, Coen felt that she probably wouldn't take the second half of his words to heart.

He sighed softly in his heart, and a silver light flashed on his hand, and an exquisite silver bracelet appeared. It was inlaid with ten prismatic gems, one large and nine small, and the surface was outlined with star patterns. It looked extremely exquisite.

Cohen took Freya's hand, tied the bracelet on it, and said softly:
"This is a legendary necklace I commissioned from a legendary dwarven craftsman. Each gem contains a magic circle. The three red gems are offensive magic circles, capable of delivering a legendary attack. The three cyan gems are defensive magic circles, capable of withstanding attacks below the legendary level. The three black gems are teleportation magic circles, but they are non-directional and can only be used in critical moments.

The last, slightly larger gem is a communication array, you can use it to contact me directly."

Cohen originally commissioned Tolkien Quench of the Forge Tribe to make a ring, but later felt that a ring seemed inappropriate to give to a little girl, so he asked Tolkien to make this bracelet.

As for the ring, of course it was given to someone else.

Freya carefully stroked the necklace, a moving light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her face flushed. She stood up and wanted to hug Cohen and kiss him, but was stopped by Cohen's stern gaze.

Freya bit her lip and looked back at Mavis who was looking at her from time to time, feeling indescribable discomfort in her heart.

Sure enough, the gentleman still prefers the more mature ones.

Cohen's words interrupted Freya's thoughts:
"Rest well these few days and wait for my notice.

The first force you'll encounter upon returning to the Kingdom of Ceylon will most likely be the Gavin family. You'll already know how to deal with them. I'll just remind you that if you want to gain a foothold in the Kingdom of Ceylon, you must rely on the Gavin family, but you can't let them completely sideline you. Do you understand?"

Freya fondled the gemstone on her bracelet, tapping her chin. A hint of cold and proud curve appeared at the corner of her lips, her pupils gleaming with an enchanting light, and her voice became a little more indifferent.
"Don't worry, sir. I know how to deal with them."

Cohen was stunned for a moment. At this moment, Freya's aura truly resembled that of a princess who had been planning for many years and was determined to restore her country.

If Arnold had not known her family background very well, Cohen would have really doubted whether Freya really had royal blood. With this posture, expression, and movement, who would dare to question her identity as a princess?
Freya also knew that she shouldn't have occupied Cohen for so long. She could already vaguely sense Teacher Mephis's dissatisfaction. She muttered to herself for a while and said:

“Sir, I’ll go pack my things first, you can talk to Sister Mavis.

By the way, let me tell you a secret, Sister Mavis is also talking about you all day long."

After saying that, he quickly left the classroom.

Mavis's expression suddenly tightened, his face slightly reddened, and he looked at Cohen who was walking towards him and said with some lack of confidence:
"Don't pay attention to what the child says."

Cohen chuckled:
"The future Queen of Ceylon is no child. I don't think Freya would lie to me. What do you think?"

Mavis couldn't look directly into Cohen's eyes, which were filled with fiery light and aggression. He turned his head away and said in a muffled voice:

"Things here are over, and it's time for me to return to Chaos Demon Continent. Goodbye."

Cohen flashed and grabbed Mavis's hand. A sparkling ring appeared in his hand and he put it on her ring finger. Then he said softly:
"It's been so long since we last met, so I have a small gift for you."

Although Mavis knew what it meant when a man gave a woman a ring, after thinking about it, he decided not to take it off.

Seeing that Mavis's resistance had subsided, Cohen said sincerely:

"Regarding what happened last time, Rosalina asked me to apologize to you on her behalf."

When Cohen mentioned Rosalinda, Mavis couldn't help but recall the scene of that night - Rosalinda's enviable naked body.

This was a huge shock to the inexperienced Mavis, especially since one was the man he loved and the other was his own sister. Mavis's mentality collapsed immediately.

His expression suddenly turned cold, he shook off Cohen's hand and said indifferently:

"She has done me no wrong. As for you, Your Majesty Corleone, please put yourself in the right place.

You are just my brother-in-law now, don’t think about getting both sisters. This is the Lost Land, not the place for you to start a harem!
Also, I am the mayor of the Magic Potion City-State in Chaos Demon Continent. There is only a cooperative relationship between you and me, and there will be no other relationship!

You can leave now!"

Cohen really wanted to say that I was thinking of taking three sisters in. I have already slept with your elder sister Belmodi and your younger sister Rosalina, so it would be inappropriate to be without you.

He put aside his thoughts and said softly:

"Mavis, I was wrong, but I swear, my feelings for you are absolutely true."

Mavis felt his face getting hot. How could this bastard say such words without any psychological pressure?

This was Cohen's first confession, and despite his outward apathy, a subtle warmth rose within him. Seeing Mavis's attitude soften, Cohen decided he might need to find a way to capture her through physical contact. A woman's initial resistance and resentment would naturally dissipate if he conquered her body.

Cohen suddenly recalled an incident, his lips curled slightly, and he said with a smile:

"By the way, Mavis, do you remember the condition you once promised me?"

Mavis was a little uncomfortable with Cohen's sudden change of subject, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Cohen coughed lightly and said:

"Once before, you came to pick me up and take me back to the Endless Alliance, and we met in the Alloy City-State of Mechanical Demon Continent.

Weren't you teaching a little girl how to play the piano in a restaurant?"

Mavis frowned and recalled for a moment, then tapped his chin and said:

"That's what happened, what's the matter?"

Cohen snapped his fingers and said:

"Don't you remember what you said?"

Mavis shook his head:

"It's been so long, I can't remember clearly."

Cohen gave her a reminder:

"You said that as long as I took off the mask, you would dance for me, and you even said you would dance with me."

Mavis's expression froze, and he finally remembered that she had actually said this.

At that time, in order to get more knowledge about the "Sequencer" from Cohen, he promised him that if he could tell him more methods to increase the success rate of the "Sequencer" taking potions, he would be his exclusive pianist.

Cohen asked Mavis if he could dance. Mavis casually said that if Cohen was willing to reveal his identity, he would agree to dance with him.

So much time had passed that Mephis had completely forgotten about the incident. He didn't expect that the other party would remember it so clearly and bring it up now.

Really...

Cohen looked at Mavis who had fallen silent, took a few steps forward, chuckled twice, and said:
"As the Lord of the Potion City and a renowned [Performer] of the Lost Land, his words cannot be disregarded."

Mavis pursed his red lips tightly, his eyes revealing helplessness and grievance.

Cohen's hand flashed with silver, and he took out a few notebooks and said:

"Most of the experience and knowledge I know about Sequencers is contained in this. I also gave Sister Bay a copy."

Mavis' voice was filled with inexplicable emotion:
"When did the relationship between you and your sister become so good?"

Cohen said frankly:

"She is your and Roselanda's sister, so she is naturally my relative."

The corner of Mavis' mouth twitched slightly. This bastard was quite good at climbing up the ladder.

Cohen stared at Mavis motionlessly. After waiting for a while, the other party still did not respond. A regretful expression appeared on his face and he said:

"If Miss Mavis doesn't want to, forget it. I'm just saying it."

Mavis gritted his teeth and said:
"Tell me, when will we see it?"

Cohen's eyes lit up and he said quickly:

"Right now, I'm not very good at dancing, so just watch you dance first and I'll learn from you."

Mavis took a deep breath, turned around and walked out.

Cohen quickly followed and said:
"You can just dance here, there's no outsiders involved."

Mavis gave Cohen a fierce look:
"Go back and change your clothes, why are you following me?"

Cohen followed closely and said with a smile:

"I'll accompany you and give you a hand... I mean, since you're back home, you can just dance at home."

Mephis was helpless against Cohen's rogue behavior and couldn't drive him away, so he had to take Cohen to his own residence.

Mavis lived in a small villa. After entering, he asked Cohen to stay in the living room on the first floor while he went upstairs to change clothes.

Cohen leaned on the sofa alone, thinking about how to find an opportunity to take down Mavis.

Soon, crisp footsteps were heard from upstairs. Cohen looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes flashing with surprise.

Mavis had changed into a burgundy satin evening gown with a deep V-neckline embellished with tiny crystals, which made her fair skin sparkle. The delicate lines of her collarbone were faintly visible in the light and shadow, giving people an urge to explore the mysteries.

Her long, straight legs were adorned with a pair of silver high heels, with velvet laces wrapped around her ankles and resting on her jade-white feet, outlining a beautiful curve that was alluring to her imagination and play with.

Cohen praised generously:

"I'm running out of words to describe your beauty."

Mavis gave Cohen a slight look and asked:

"Is she more beautiful than your queen, the most beautiful woman in the continent?"

Cohen blinked. Why did this sentence sound so familiar? Was it Claire or Windsordler who said it last time?
Why do these women always compare themselves to their sister, the queen?
Cohen laughed it off and didn't give a direct answer.

Mavis snorted lightly, stretched out his hand to swat away Cohen's claws, and there was a hint of pride in his tone:
"Open your eyes and watch carefully. Besides my sister and Rosalina, you are the third person who has the honor to watch me dance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, magic power floated in his hands, and soothing and moving music slowly sounded in the living room.

As the music gradually rose, Mavis lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, tilted her neck slightly to form a swan-like curve, and at the moment when her white fingertips slid from her chin to her waist, her toes tapped the floor accurately, her arms stretched out like open wings, and she soared into the air. A touching red shadow appeared in the air, and her white shoulder blades as smooth as jade undulated like waves in the backless design.

As she spun quickly, the hem of her skirt turned into a blooming rose, while her whole body maintained an elegant curve.

The satin corset made her shoulders and neck look even more slender. When the music reached its highest note, she suddenly froze and leaned back, her arms hanging down like a swan's wings. Her chest rose and fell violently, causing the ribbon around her waist to tremble slightly, creating waves that seduced everyone.

Just as he was about to stop, a dark shadow flashed by and came up closely from behind.

Her naked back was pressed directly against the man's broad chest. Mavis's beautiful face instantly flushed abnormally, and she cursed:

"What are you doing? Didn't you say you would wait until I finished dancing before dancing together?"

Cohen buried himself in the crook of Mavis's neck, his nose filled with the delicate fragrance, and whispered in her ear:

"I'm not very good at dancing, but I'm good at another sport you've never been exposed to. Do you need me to teach you?"

Mavis reacted immediately, his voice a little flustered:

"You...don't be such a scoundrel, I...I haven't..."

Cohen turned around with Mavis in his arms and kissed her red lips domineeringly.

A feeling that had never been experienced before spread from Mavis's red lips.

Mephis was stunned for a moment, then immediately began to struggle violently. Unfortunately, although Cohen was only at the Silver level now, his physical strength was already comparable to that of an ordinary Gold level transcendent.

Not to mention that after several in-depth exchanges with Miss Dragonborn, the two had fully exchanged moisture. Contaminated with a lot of Dragonborn's aura, under the blessing of the dragon power conversion seal, this moisture invisibly increased Cohen's physical strength.

In addition, he had recently joined a new wave of legends, and his cultivation had been significantly improved. Therefore, without using heavy hands, Mephis had no way to do anything to Cohen who was already close to him.

Cohen's hands were also busy, and he quickly grasped Mavis, applying a little force.

Mavis's whole body stiffened suddenly, his pupils immediately showed confusion, and his strength to resist became weaker and weaker.

Cohen lowered one hand, lifted up Mavis's long dress, passed it through her long legs, and carried Mavis up to the room on the second floor in a princess-like posture.

Originally, Cohen was going to take Rosalina's opinion into consideration and play on the piano, but then he changed his mind and thought that it was Mavis's first time after all, and if the scale was too big, he was afraid that she would not be able to accept it, so he had to go to the room honestly.

Three sisters, finally together!

……

Mavis felt like he had a long dream. He dreamed that the bastard whom he loved and hated did something very bad to him regardless of his will.

Fortunately, it was just a dream... Until she felt something strange in her body and the scent of a man in her breath, she suddenly woke up. This was not a dream!

Mavis opened his eyes and stared at Cohen, whose hands were still dishonest. He almost cried. This bastard actually dared...

Seeing that Mavis had woken up, Cohen quickly put his hand away and greeted him with a smile:
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Mavis pounced forward and bit Cohen's shoulder tightly without letting go.

Cohen gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and whispered:
"Mei'er, you should have felt it. I am sincere to you and I don't want you to have any regrets."

Mavis opened his mouth and said angrily:

"I think you don't want to have any regrets!
You bastard, how dare you force me? I will definitely complain to my sister!"

(End of this chapter)