After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

She originally thought that Roland accepted her for Melanies' sake, but now it seemed that she got more.

Feng Ling stood up and was about to lead the way, but Roland turned his palms up and looked at her with a smile.

This is?

She understood that Roland wanted to hold her hand and walk with her.

Feng Ling's fingertips trembled slightly, and she pretended to be calm and placed her hand on Roland's palm.

She felt a warm touch and could even feel the fine beads of sweat on her palms.

"The house has changed a lot. I was afraid you wouldn't recognize it."

Feng Ling was not bragging, Roland really couldn't recognize it.

When he left, the construction of the royal city had just begun, but now it is in full swing.

With the addition of 200,000 strong and mature dwarves, the speed of building the royal city increased several times.

The royal city is divided into the upper city and the lower city.

The upper city area on the surface is divided into more than a dozen areas according to function, integrating the architectural features of elves, humans, dwarves and other races.

When the blueprint for the construction of the royal city was designed, the dwarves had not yet officially joined Roland's army, so naturally there was no trace of them in the design of the upper city area.

At the strong request of the dwarves, Fengling agreed to open the underground part of the suburbs for the dwarves to live in.

Although they have settlements on the surface, the dwarves do not get along well with other ethnic groups. They are unwilling to integrate with others, and others do not want to accept them.

Hearing this, Roland frowned slightly, but he also knew that this was the best solution.

First integrate the ethnic groups that are easy to integrate, and then allow the ethnic groups that are not easy to integrate to join.

If they really can't keep up and can't get on the ship of the new humans, then we can only respect their choice.

It’s a long journey and it’s normal for some people to fall behind.

Roland's eyes swept across Feng Ling's slightly red earlobe, thinking silently.

He would hold their hands and take them to see the dawn of a new era.

Feng Ling and Roland walked on the streets of the new royal city, looking at the royal city that looked like a super construction site, and they were filled with emotion.

Just over a year ago, Münhausen was a place that cats and dogs hated.

He himself also wanted to leave overnight.

The location of the new royal city is a dense forest that stretches as far as the eye can see.

It is impossible to grow crops here, the trees are dense and it is seldom visited by people. It can be called a green desert.

He later learned that the land was so barren because the World Tree was acting as a thief.

The Resurrection World Tree accumulated energy for thousands of years, but finally could no longer hide it, so it chose to grow wildly, ultimately triggering a battle to defend the World Tree.

Thinking of that tragic war, Roland still felt as if he were in a different world.

This defensive war came to an end only after the Northern Expedition.

The deaths of the mechanic and the librarian brought the war to an end.

Thinking of the mechanic and the librarian, Roland changed his mind and asked in a deep voice, "Have the goblins replied? Do they want the bodies of those two old guys?"

“They didn’t reply.”

Feng Ling shook his head.

Sometimes, no answer is also an answer.

In fact, there is no possibility of any reply.

After the death of the old mechanic and the librarian, the goblins lost their peak sixth-order strongman and had to retreat strategically.

At a time like this, who would be willing to spend a huge price to redeem two meaningless corpses?

Feng Ling sighed softly and said helplessly: "This is probably what a goblin is like. They are greedy, mean, stupid and selfish."

"In order to save money, they even disregarded the dignity of the tribe's strong."

Roland was silent for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. "The goblins are indeed greedy, but they are not stupid. No matter how many people they have, after this tragic defeat, they can only shrink back to their base."

"At this moment, any resource is precious. It is not worth spending millions of gold coins to redeem two corpses."

Feng Ling frowned and asked in confusion: "But you once said that morale and public sentiment are very important. Wouldn't this damage morale?"

"Of course it's damaging, but they can't care about that."

Roland pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Which chaebol do the old mechanic and the librarian belong to?"

"Blue Flame Zaobao."

"Will other chaebols pay to redeem the Blue Flame chaebol's strong men? The Blue Flame chaebol will think that they died for the entire tribe, and several major chaebols should jointly pay to redeem the bodies."

Feng Ling suddenly realized something, her eyes lit up, and she asked tentatively: "Your Majesty..."

"Call me Roland."

Feng Ling's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were filled with a charming look. The change in address also represented Roland's attitude.

Roland insists on calling people by their titles at work and by their names in life.

In real life, she is Roland's fiancée, and calling her by her name makes it more intimate.

Feng Ling held Roland's hand tightly, her voice soft and a little greasy, "Roland... Roland, you offered the equivalent of three million gold coins to redeem the old mechanic and the librarian. Did you never think that they would agree?"

"That's it."

"What if they insist on redeeming it?" Feng Ling was a little puzzled.

"Then sell it to them. Two bodies for three million gold coins, we won't lose anything."

Feng Ling looked at the smile on Roland's lips, thoughtfully.

Whether the goblins redeem the body or not, they will not lose anything. The price of three million gold coins must have been the result of careful calculation. Regardless of whether they redeem it or not, the enemy will suffer greatly.

As expected of Roland, he has thought of everything.

"It's a pity. Goblins are human after all. We can't use their corpses as materials to make magic props."

The goblins are indeed ugly and dirty, but their ancestors were once rich and even the kings of mankind.

Although he is down and out now, he is still a member of the human race after all.

Even though everyone usually calls goblins dirty beasts, they cannot really be regarded as beasts.

If Roland used the bodies of the mechanic and librarian to make magic props, he would become a public enemy of mankind.

Seeing Feng Ling's regretful expression, Roland smiled and said, "It's shameful to waste. How could I let go of such perfect material?"

Feng Ling was startled by Roland's words. She held Roland's hand tightly and reminded him softly:

"Roland, don't be impulsive. The corpse of a peak level six expert is indeed valuable, but it's not worth offending everyone for this."

Looking at the anxiety in Feng Ling's eyes, Roland felt like a beautiful young wife trying to persuade her reckless husband.

Feng Ling didn't even realize the change.

Facing his wife's worries, Roland said calmly, "I plan to make them into statues, one kneeling in front of the World Tree, and one kneeling in the Warriors Cemetery. What do you think?"

Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a little embarrassedly, her pink face becoming a little more rosy.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you."

Roland restrained his smile and looked at Feng Ling seriously, making Feng Ling feel a little embarrassed.

"No, your reminder is very good. Humans are emotional creatures and cannot always remain calm and sober. Your warning is very useful."

"Then I will keep reminding you in the future, so don't be annoyed."

Feng Ling was in a good mood and her voice became a little sweeter.

What made her happy was not only that Roland listened to her advice, but also that he favored her.

Thinking of Roland's trust in her, Feng Ling's smile became even more intense.

The two walked along the street, looking around casually.

Dwarf craftsmen can be seen everywhere on the construction site of the royal city.

Dwarves are strong and have great endurance, making them the best workers in mining and construction.

Because they got on the bus late and missed the battle to defend the World Tree, and they didn't get the chance to make merit in the northern expedition, the dwarves' position in Roland's camp was a bit awkward.

During the construction of the royal city, they took the initiative to undertake the dirty and tiring work and took on many construction projects at low prices or even for free.

Looking at the dwarves sweating profusely on the construction sites, Roland nodded with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to leave, a discordant sound came to his ears.

The sound of the whip was a bit harsh in the noisy construction site.

Roland saw something out of the corner of his eye that made him frown slightly.

A human overseer wielded a whip on a dwarf who was wiping his sweat and taking a break.

"Asshole! I pay you and provide you with bread and ale, not for you to be lazy!"

"You filthy dwarfs won't behave until you've been whipped!"

His attitude made the dwarves very angry. The whipped dwarf wanted to jump up and hit the supervisor on the head, but was held down by other members of the tribe.

The other dwarves used their native language to persuade the beaten dwarf, and finally the angry dwarf calmed down and gradually lowered his head.

Roland didn't understand the dwarven language, but this discordant scene made him very uncomfortable.

"The dwarves are trying to persuade the dwarf who was beaten."

"They said, 'We missed the important battle of His Majesty Roland. His Majesty does not trust us. That master is a member of Roland's clan and one of the first 3,000 nobles to follow His Majesty. We must not act rashly...'"

Feng Ling translated the dwarf's words to Roland simultaneously.

Roland was a little surprised, but considering the long lifespan of the elves and Feng Ling's thirst for knowledge, it was not surprising that she knew some dwarven language.

Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, but still explained to Roland: "Roland, the superior people they are talking about are the people of Minhausen who first followed you."

"These people own the land in the core area of ​​Münhausen. They have acquired considerable wealth through land acquisition, and they have also controlled many mid-level positions through their good relationships with your servants."

"They don't dare to disrespect the elves, but they are not so polite to other ethnic groups. Do you want to take care of this?"

"No hurry, let's wait and see."

Roland and Feng Ling were both wearing casual clothes and cloaks. At first glance, they looked like ordinary pedestrians and were not noticeable in the crowd.

Despite this, Roland cast invisibility magic on himself and Feng Ling and observed silently.

The conflict that almost broke out just now caused some chaos at the construction site, but with more whips and the dwarves' gritting their teeth and endurance, the storm gradually subsided.

Passersby around were talking about this scene when they saw it.

Some shook their heads, some were dissatisfied, and some kept their distance with the attitude of "less trouble is worse than more trouble".

Seeing that Roland still hadn't expressed his opinion, Feng Ling said softly:

"Slave owners often whip slaves among the dwarves. Now that the conflict has been resolved, let's go. I'll have the secretariat issue a document prohibiting beating or scolding workers. Violators will be severely punished."

"Slavery was abolished long ago."

Roland seemed to be rooted to the ground. He did not move. Instead, he said coldly, "I will not allow such a powerful superior person to exist under my rule!"

Although he was very angry, Roland also knew that it was common for supervisors to whip workers in this era, and if he stepped up to take care of the matter now, it would only temporarily alleviate the situation.

Discrimination between races has a long history and is not easy to resolve.

Although the overseer's behavior was abominable, his crime did not deserve the death penalty.

According to the laws of the Kingdom of Gracia, the most that can be done is a fine and criticism and education.

He is the king, so naturally he cannot take the lead in trampling on the laws of the kingdom.

Although Fengling’s suggestion was not satisfying enough, it was the correct way to deal with it.

If some people still blatantly violate the document after it has been issued, it’s not too late to catch them as examples.

Just as Roland was about to leave, there was a violent noise and roar from the other end of the long street.

The voices of humans and dwarves mixed together, and even the sound of fists hitting flesh and weapons clashing could be heard.

Roland and Feng Ling quickened their pace and ran quickly towards the conflict site.