After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

Roland was silent.

He suddenly felt a headache, "The princesses are all the same, I won't rank them."

"That would be even more troublesome. If you don't care, they will think you are encouraging free competition. If it gets out of hand, someone might even die."

"How is this possible? They are like sisters."

As soon as he finished speaking, Melanie reminded him softly, "I have two sisters, biological sisters."

Having said that, Roland couldn't avoid it. Catching the flash of sadness and anger in Melanies' eyes, he asked tentatively:

"We're officially getting married at the end of the year, but your father still won't come?"

"He's definitely not coming."

Melanie's expression was calm, as if she was talking about a stranger.

"I understand him. The prophecy requires believers not to stray far from the World Tree."

Roland had a headache after hearing about the prophecy.

Prophecy is deduction, and he didn't really believe it at first, but Stevenson and Egelina had demonstrated the effects of deduction more than once, so it was difficult for him to refute it.

Except for him, the person who is not chosen by fate and cannot predict his fate, the general trajectory of other people's fate can be seen.

Anyway, you can't stay away from the World Tree...

Roland's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked softly, "Is the world tree mentioned in the prophecy only the Evergreen World Tree or does it include other world trees?"

Melanie's eyes lit up, too.

The prophecy only talks about the ancient tree, and it doesn't even require it to be the world tree.

From the Evergreen Ancient Tree to the Resurrection Ancient Tree, it probably isn’t that far.

A fire ignited in her eyes, but it quickly died out.

"My father's protection of the two elder sisters is equivalent to acquiescing in the murder of the youngest daughter. Why should I be sentimental?"

"Roland, you are not allowed to notify the Evergreen Empire either."

Roland nodded in agreement, but a year flashed through his mind.

He would keep his promise and not send out an invitation, but he couldn't do anything if his father-in-law came on his own.

How to get the old guy to come to my house himself?

Roland seemed to have an idea.

Volume 187: City of Freedom: Chapter : The News That's Gathering

"Roland, do you really want to accept Wallace's interview?"

Feng Ling looked at Roland worriedly, biting her lip and whispering:

"I heard that Wallace has a powerful background and no one dares to touch him, so he often avoids the truth in news reports and sometimes even makes up stories."

“Is it really okay to accept his interview?”

Looking at Feng Ling's worried expression, Roland smiled, put down the quill in his hand, and said calmly:

"Don't worry. I've read all the questions in the official interview. He will select 10-15 of the questions for the interview. If he dares to tamper with the report, I won't agree."

Feng Ling's worries did not disappear. She always felt that accepting such an interview with a reporter would bring great risks, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Since she couldn't find any real evidence, she couldn't say much.

Roland has made a fortune through news publicity.

Over the past period of time, hundreds of thousands of pioneers have been attracted by various preferential policies and exclusive interview stories, and the number is still growing.

The main reason for the arrival of the pioneers was certainly the generous incentive policies and Roland's reputation, but the publicity and reports from the news media also played an important role.

Without their instigation, even if someone wanted to come, they wouldn't know the policies.

To reap the benefits of publicity, one must pay a corresponding price, such as accepting interviews from certain difficult reporters.

Feng Ling did not dissuade Roland directly, but instead found Lowe and asked him to tell Wallace that if the old man dared to talk nonsense, he would have to quit his job as a reporter.

She is indeed good at using people. Lowe has a bad reputation, but a bad reputation can also have a big effect.

At least it's useful for scaring people.

Faced with Lowe's threat, Wallace's face suddenly changed. He was forced to swear an oath, betting his honor as a reporter and promising not to distort the report.

When Lovey handed Feng Ling the crystal ball that recorded Wallace's oath, she finally felt a little relieved.

She knew Wallace.

The old guy's work ethic is neither high nor low.

The reason why he is said to be high is that he is very passionate about chasing hot news; the reason why he is not high is that he often uses tricks for the effect of the show.

But one thing is certain, this is a guy who will die if he stays away from the news.

He certainly wouldn't risk his career as a journalist on Roland.

Although he was sure there was no problem, Feng Ling was still cautious.

She repeatedly checked the questions prepared by Wallace, banned five of them that were difficult to answer, and forced Wallace to accept the revisions.

After making all the preparations, Feng Ling, who had been worried about the enemy, finally let go.

Unless the old man doesn't want to be a journalist anymore in this life, he has to hold it in.

With his personality, he definitely wouldn't dare.

This wave is stable.

The interview was held in the tree house of the temporary palace.

This tree house palace is located on the top of a giant ancient tree over 500 meters high.

This is one of the eleven natural old trees that the Brotherhood helped to restore.

This ancient tree is the tallest among those that have been rebuilt.

The reason for choosing this place for the interview was nominally to let Mr. Wallace see the scenery of Gracia, but in fact it was to give him more intensity.

Wallace is already over eighty years old this year, which is a rare old age for an ordinary person with only level two combat power.

His old bones could not withstand the high intensity of teleportation, and he could only climb with the help of two assistants.

After more than two hours of climbing, Wallace finally reached the top of the ancient tree.

Before he could take a break to recover, a stern-looking elf girl came over to inform him that the interview could begin.

"Your Majesty is very busy, please hurry up, Mr. Wallace."

The elf girl's attitude towards the old man completely fits the stereotype of the elves' attitude towards humans, full of polite yet distant arrogance.

The elves have this ability. Even though they are looking at someone straight in the eye, they can create the effect of looking down with a cold, somewhat disdainful look.

Faced with the elf girl's eyes, the two assistants were annoyed, but could not find a way to fight back.

After all, he didn't do anything, he just looked at me in a unfriendly way.

Glancing at his angry assistant, Old Wallace said with a smile, "Let's go. Don't keep the interviewee waiting for too long."

"You two are still too young. As journalists, how can you bring your emotions into your work?"

Faced with Wallace's gentle reprimand, the two assistants were timid and did not dare to refute.

When they arrived at the door of the small study, the guards stopped the two assistants.

The guard at the gate was too lazy to say anything and just gestured to stop.

The two assistants were so angry but dared not say anything and could only stay in the rest area outside the door.

They secretly wondered if this cold-blooded elven guard would throw them off the 500-meter-high treetop if they dared to say a few more words.

In the temporary palace, Wallace met the person he was interviewing, Roland.

Before he could say anything, Roland, who was standing at the window, turned around and smiled warmly.

"Mr. Wallace, please come here."

Wallace was a little surprised, but he still followed Roland's instructions and walked over.

Looking out the window, you can see the entire view of the new royal city.

Roland handed Wallace a telescope and pointed his finger at the royal city.

"I have a wish that in the future she will be known as Gracia, the capital of freedom."

Wallace raised his telescope and happened to hear Roland's words. He was moved and asked in a low voice: "So what you yearn for is not fairness, but freedom."

Roland did not respond to this. He just put his hands behind his back and stared into the distance.

Wallace originally just wanted to take a few polite glances and then put down the telescope, but when he saw the full picture of the City of Liberty, his curiosity was aroused.

"I want to take a few more looks, can I?"

"It's up to you."

Roland returned to the table and casually flipped through the books on the table.

He was very sure that Wallace would tamper with the news reports, and although the word games in the terms of the agreement were clever, they could not fool him at all.

Wallace would probably not tamper with the fifteen questions in the formal interview.

As long as he had seen the bustling state of the Free City and the majestic figure of the World Tree, he would know how important this was to Rolando.

This is Roland's reverse scale, whoever touches it will die.

Wallace does have someone protecting him, but if he touches Roland's bottom line, no one can protect him.

Roland has already proven his ability to kill a peak level six warrior. Anyone who wants to confront him head-on must think carefully about their own abilities.

After each interview, Wallace would chat casually with the interviewee. This conversation was called Wallace Time, which people both loved and hated.

The content of Wallace Time will also be disseminated in various ways.

Sometimes it brings surprises to the interviewees, and sometimes it brings shocks.

It's like opening a blind box.

As Roland casually flipped through the book, Wallace's pupils shrank slightly, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

As he was old, he had not originally planned to come to Gracia, but instead had two of his disciples and assistants do the job.

In his opinion, the disciples should be able to get enough first-hand information from Roland.

However, the reality went against his wishes. His two disciples were very capable when they were around him, but they were a little overwhelmed when they were on their own. What was worse was that the two of them were actually scheming against each other and wanted to make themselves more conspicuous.

The old man, who was already in his eighties, had to travel a long way to arrive in Gracia in person.

As the largest and most professional news agency in the world of Tiamat, he could not accept that he lost to several other competitors in news discovery.

When he came, his disciples told him that this place was just a facade, and that the so-called harmonious coexistence between humans and other races was all boasted about. They also sent him videos of conflicts between humans and dwarves.

However, through his observation just now, he found that this was not the case at all.

Is this what you call superficiality?

What Wallace saw through the high-powered telescope was a completely harmonious scene.

Dwarves are the main force in engineering construction, the elves are responsible for maintaining order and decoration, and humans and dwarves jointly undertake front-line work.

Everything is orderly and well-organized.

And there are no other construction sites where whip-wielding supervisors are seen everywhere.

Don’t these coolies need to be whipped while working?

Wallace just found it a little unbelievable, and he decided to go back and teach his two disciples a good lesson, letting them know what news must be true and what news can be mixed with gossip.

Putting down the telescope, Wallace came to the table and coughed lightly to attract Roland's attention.

"Your Majesty Roland."

"Since this is an interview, there is no king or reporter. Just call me Roland."

"Well, Mr. Roland, I'm really curious, how do you manage to get those dwarves to work seriously without using a whip?"

"It's simple. Don't treat them as slaves."