Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 6 Isabella
"Is your eldest daughter's life worth it?"

Cohen's words were like a thunderclap, and Modo's face immediately turned gloomy.

Isabella said in a deep voice:

"That's not worth it!"

Cohen looked at Isabella, organized his words, and asked:
"Miss Wen Ze secretly came to Florence to discuss a business deal with Grand Duke Roland of the Western Empire?"

Isabella's pupils trembled slightly. She hadn't even told Modo beside her about this news!

This mysterious young man in front of me actually knew!
Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze suddenly turned cold. Reason told her that she should kill the other person immediately, but looking at the other person's determined and confident look, she slowly suppressed the urge to take action.

After a moment of contemplation, Isabella nodded slightly and said to Modo:
"I was planning to tell you in person after I got here today. This matter is of great importance, and any remote communication method is unsafe."

Modo nodded to show his understanding, then looked at Cohen. This kid even knew the young lady's mission. Who was he? The incarnation of Madora, the God of Prophecy?
Cohen looked at Modo and asked:
"After you learned this news, you must arrange the negotiations as soon as possible. Who will you entrust it to?"

Modo turned his gaze to Isabella, who nodded slightly. Modo replied stiffly:

"Weisel, he has several properties in the suburbs of Florence."

Cohen smiled softly and said slowly, "Weisel Adam, the head of the Pale Wings Principality of Effiin... Mr. Mordo, your... nephew!"

Modo's face looked a little ugly, but since this kid already knew so many secrets, it didn't seem surprising that he knew the relationship between him and Visser.

Cohen continued:

"Will Mr. Mordo tell Visser about Miss Wenzel's arrival in Florence?"

"Of course I won't..."

"Don't be impatient. Think carefully before answering. Your life is at stake!"

Cohen stared at Mordo.

Modo's face turned pale. After hesitating for a few seconds, he nodded reluctantly and explained:

"Miss, Visser is my nephew, absolutely reliable..."

Cohen interrupted him and said:

"Yes, he is your nephew. Your young and handsome boss has finally come here, so how could you not let your nephew come to pay his respects and show his face? It's human nature. Mr. Modo, don't be embarrassed!"

Mr. Modo's face trembled again and again, and he said impatiently: "What does this have to do with what you said?"

Cohen took a sip of water and calmly uttered a shocking statement:

"Weisel is from the 'Black Grave'!"

This was a blatant accusation, and Mr. Modo had to make his position clear in front of his superiors.

He stood up suddenly and roared:
"Nonsense! I think you're the traitor from the Black Tomb, the one who came here to sow discord!"

Isabella frowned slightly and said:

"What basis do you have for what you said? Uncle Modo has watched me grow up, and I trust him completely. How could his nephew... betray him?"

Cohen glanced at the furious Modo, put his hands on his chest, leaned back slightly, and closed his eyes slightly.

Isabella lowered her eyes slightly, remained silent for a while, and lowered her voice:

"The information you wanted earlier... can be given to you!"

Cohen slowly opened his eyes, exuding a dignified aura, and said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Modo's nephew certainly wouldn't betray him, but if his nephew has been replaced by someone else, that's another matter."

Cohen's words sent a chill down their spines.

Modo quickly asked, "What do you mean? What happened to Visser?"

Cohen said in a serious tone, "The Corpse Phantom, the seventh councilor of the Black Tomb, replaced Visser three years ago."

Mr. Modo exclaimed, “How is that possible?”

Cohen said, "Didn't Visser go on a long trip to the Northern Territory Empire three years ago? You can check. Phantom corpses were also active in that area during that time. Also, there are records of Visser's activities over the past three years. He visits the National Cemetery every three months... Phantom corpses are corpse demons, and they need corpse energy to maintain their transformations."

Isabella's face turned cold. These were easy to investigate. There was no need for Cohen to lie like this. She almost believed what Cohen said.

There was actually a spy from the "Black Tomb" among him. Not to mention how much impact this news would have on him if it were passed back to his family, he might not be able to escape the conspiracy of the "Black Tomb"!
Isabella's eyes, which always showed arrogance, now flashed with a cold and sharp light. This time she was really careless!

However, such top-secret information actually came from the mouth of a mysterious young man. Isabella suddenly felt that the biggest gain of this trip to Effiin might not be the business with the Western Region Empire!

Mr. Modo's face showed a trace of grief. He stepped forward and grabbed Cohen's arms, saying in a trembling voice:
"Then...then Vissel..."

Cohen broke free from his hands and said unhappily:
"He's not dead yet. The Phantom Corpse is still counting on your nephew to impersonate Visser well, so they won't kill him easily...but the longer he waits, the greater the chance of him dying."

Mr. Modo's expression improved a little.

Cohen looked at Isabella and said:

"Well, do you think I saved her life? If the people in the Black Tomb knew that the Golden Winged Girl was here, I wouldn't be surprised if they sent out demigods to surround and suppress me! By then, we'll be caught off guard and with the space sealed off, do you think Miss Wen Ze can escape?"

Cohen's words were a bit exaggerated. Even if Cohen didn't remind her now, Isabella would not die. After all, as the daughter of the Golden Wing, she had too many life-saving cards.

However, this did not stop Cohen from making the situation sound more serious. The more serious the situation was, the more valuable his intelligence seemed!

In the previous life game, this incident was called "The Death of the Golden Wings". Three legends under Isabella, several golds and a group of golden-winged guards all died in Florence.

Even Isabella herself lost half her life. She was already at the golden level, but her "golden body" was broken and it took a huge price to repair it.

Isabella suddenly smiled, her face incredibly bright, and she extended her delicate hand to Cohen, saying:
"Thank you for saving my life, sir. From now on, we are friends!"

Cohen loosened his grip and said:

"I care more about interests than superficial relationships like friendship."

Isabella blinked, her eyes moving:
"Your Excellency is really unwilling to take off the mask?"

Cohen said calmly:
"Forget it. I'm afraid you'll be shocked when you see my face."

Isabella gave Cohen a coquettish roll of the eyes, obviously not thinking that there was anything about Cohen's face that could surprise her.

Isabella's ring flickered, and a golden card engraved with wing patterns appeared. She said, "My life is more valuable than that information. I give you this card. It will give you a 10% discount at the Pale Wings Chamber of Commerce, auction houses, and black markets across the continent."

Cohen's eyes lit up. This was real profit, so he reached out to take it.

Cohen played with the gold card and suddenly said:

"I have a cooperation proposal, I wonder if Miss Wen Ze is interested!"

Isabella smiled faintly and said, "Now I am interested in anything you have to say about me."

Cohen said:
"I'll help you eliminate the Black Tomb's influence in the northwest continent. If you're lucky, I might even be able to rescue Uncle Modo's nephew. How about that?"

Isabella's expression became serious, and she said slowly:
"what do you mean……"

Cohen's eyes flashed with a sharp and fierce look:

"Take advantage of their trick and take down the Black Tomb!"

(End of this chapter)