After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

Roland said lightly: "Let them know clearly that they are free people, let them know why they work."

"To build a great, free city?"

Wallace was a little excited.

"No, of course it's for the higher salary than elsewhere."

Roland almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

What does a great city have to do with construction workers? Instead of talking nonsense, it's better to give them more money.

After encountering the conflict between the human overseers and the dwarf workers that day, Roland gained a deep understanding of the root cause of the conflict and quickly came up with a solution.

The first thing is to ensure the personal safety and dignity of the construction workers.

The whip was completely banned.

Anyone who dares to wave a whip on a construction site will be taken away and fined or detained at the very least, or sent directly to jail at the worst.

Then increase the workers' wages.

In Roland's opinion, the staff's complaints were either because they felt wronged or because they were not paid enough.

If one of these issues is resolved, workers will be willing to work hard.

If both were solved, they would even be able to understand the historical significance of Roland's great project.

Roland did all of this, so he became a hero in the hearts of the dwarves, second only to the patriarch, the elders and the champion of drinking wine.

Looking at Wallace's admiring expression, Roland secretly felt lucky.

If Wallace had arrived a little earlier, he would have seen a mess.

But it was different now. Under the watchful eye of "Hound" Lovi, no one dared to play tricks, and Roland's orders were carried out to the letter.

After listening to Roland's explanation, Wallace raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Mr. Roland, some media reported that you want to build a fair country, but you just said that you want to build a free city."

"I am a little curious, which is more important to you, fairness or freedom?"

This was a question full of traps, and besides the alternative questions, Roland smiled and shrugged, saying with a hint of sarcasm:

"They are like my left and right hands, equally important to me."

This is a cunning answer, which is equivalent to no answer. Even a spokesperson of a certain department could not help but call him an expert after hearing it.

Since he shouldn't ask, it's reasonable for Roland not to answer.

Wallace did not protest or show any frustration, but started the interview step by step.

His interview style was humorous and Roland always had a smile on his face and answered questions calmly and carefully.

To be fair, he's having a blast working with reporters these days.

Reporters got a lot of explosive news from him, and he also provided several news agencies and newspapers with vigorous publicity to increase his own fame.

Although he won the battle to defend the World Tree, not many people knew about it.

How does this work?

Before defending the world tree, no one knew him, and after defending the world tree, no one still knew him. Wasn't it all in vain?

With his suggestion and acquiescence, several news agencies were almost fighting for the exclusive reporting rights.

Arranging an exclusive interview with the largest news agency this time was also the result of careful consideration.

Roland was very sure that Wallace would not tamper with the fifteen formal questions, but he would definitely exaggerate the results of the interview with Wallace.

Outside of work, Roland's biggest recent change is the King's wedding.

Wallace would have asked.

Even if he didn't ask, Roland would take the initiative to ask, "How do you know that I want to marry Melanis, the third princess of the Evergreen Empire, as my queen?"

Wallace has his own purpose, and Roland has his own calculations.

Wallace began to ask questions with a polite smile on his face.

His questions range widely.

From Roland declaring war on the eleven forces to the battle to defend the World Tree.

This experienced reporter knew how to control the rhythm of the conversation very well, and inadvertently obtained a lot of explosive secret information from Roland.

He was taking notes quickly, feeling happy yet a little disappointed.

These news are indeed explosive, but not explosive enough.

I have to say, Roland really knows how to interview.

He seemed to answer a lot of questions, but a lot of the answers were correct nonsense.

There is a lot of useful information, but no valuable big news at all.

He needed a really explosive piece of news, the kind that would blow everyone away.

After finishing the last question, he handed the golden pen to Roland and let out a long sigh.

"Mr. Roland, the interview is over. I'll leave this pen to you as a souvenir. I'm old now and will retire soon. I probably won't be able to use this pen anymore."

Roland took the golden pen from Wallace and said with a smile, "Are you really going to retire? Maybe I can create more big news in the future."

"Of course I believe you. You are a hero of the human race."

Wallace's attitude was very gentle, as if he was chatting with an old friend. He sighed and said softly:

"Your Majesty Roland, I have been to all the countries in the three continents and have met many young talents, but I have never heard of someone like you who started from scratch and achieved such a great feat in just one year."

"Well, I have no comment to make." Roland smiled and avoided the question.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Wallace's eyes, but he concealed it well by pushing the frame of his glasses.

He smiled and said, "Your Majesty Roland, just to satisfy the curiosity of an old man who is about to retire, can you tell me about your love life?"

"Is this Wallace time?" Roland reiterated his insistence.

Wallace laughed, neither denying nor admitting it.

He did not ask questions in a hurry, but instead started by talking about the interesting stories between his wife and several lovers.

Women are the topic that can draw men into relationships the fastest, and Wallace and Roland are no exception.

The two even exchanged tips on how to win a woman's heart.

Wallace was indeed a well-informed journalist, and the many foreign court secrets he talked about greatly satisfied Roland's curiosity.

After seeing Roland's expression of impatience and raising the teacup in his hand, Wallace knew that Roland was already trying to get rid of the guest, so he did not dare to delay and finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"Your Majesty Roland, I heard that you took the impoverished elven princess Melanis from the slave traders, and the elves expressed strong protests. What do you think?"

Roland didn't like what he heard. He widened his eyes and explained loudly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let me make it clear, I have never robbed anything, not even a single gold coin. And Miss Melanie married me completely voluntarily!"

"Well, let's stop talking here. Mr. Wallace, you can do whatever you want."

Wallace was not upset by Roland's temper. He chose to leave with a smile on his face.

Not only did he leave Roland's temporary palace, he even gritted his teeth and quickly left Gracia through the teleportation array that night.

Just when everyone was wondering why Wallace ran so fast, the sudden explosive news attracted everyone's attention.

A temporary special issue of the news agency is published.

"The fraudster Roland admitted that he bought the Elf Princess Melanis from a slave trader for one gold coin and forced her to marry him."

——Exclusive report from Tiamat Weekly.

The explosive headline, coupled with even more eye-catching reports, instantly made Roland a celebrity in mainland China.

Not everyone likes the story of the damn human kid beating up the goblins.

But when the keywords "elf princess", "slave", "one gold coin", "force", "imprisonment", "marriage" and so on are combined together, you have to watch it.

This special issue of Tiamat Weekly broke the first-day sales record in nearly a hundred years.

All sales outlets were sold out immediately.

The printing factory started working at full capacity and began printing more copies.

The cover of this well-made special features a charming image of an elf with white hair and red eyes.

The poor elf's hands and feet were bound with thin shackles, and his brows were full of pain.

Although she looks very embarrassed, her extraordinary temperament shows that she is of noble status.

The ancient tree emblem on the corner of her clothes represents her identity.

The princess of the Evergreen Empire.

Behind the pitiful Elf Princess, the face of a handsome yet somewhat hideous human youth loomed in the void.

Although the face was blurry, everyone knew it was Roland.

Just this cover is enough to arouse the desire of those who are curious to buy it.

This special report was not only sold out among humans, but also bought by other races.

Even a few special issues flowed into the almost isolated Evergreen Empire.

Volume 188: The City of Freedom: Chapter I am Zhuo, the tree!

"Your Majesty, this is slander, blatant slander!"

Feng Ling tried hard to maintain a calm expression, but the trembling corners of her mouth betrayed her true feelings.

She excitedly pressed the special issue of Tiamat Weekly in front of Roland and gnashed her teeth in anger.

"This old dog Wallace is talking nonsense. He actually broke his promise, fabricated facts, and slandered people out of thin air!"

Roland took the special issue from Feng Ling, looked at the exquisite cover, and said with a smile: "This cover is really well drawn, very realistic."

"How can it be realistic! I have never seen the queen with such a sad and confused look. Besides, the cover itself is not very good. The painting level is far inferior to mine."

Roland laughed dumbly.

Feng Ling is the elves' top artist, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. An all-round artist like her would definitely be honored as "Teacher Feng Ling" in another world.

No matter how skilled the artists at the Tiamat News Agency are, how can they compare to the elves who are full of artistic cells?

What's more, she has plenty of time to study.

As for the sad mood, Melanie's eyes were much gloomier than those on the cover when she first came to the castle.

That was the deep despair of wanting to die.

Fortunately, she has come out.

Thinking of every little detail after meeting Melanies, Roland's smile became even more intense.

"Roland, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Ling was a little confused. How could someone laugh after encountering such a thing?

And why does this guy's smile taste like the aftertaste of honey?

She shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel this absurd illusion.

There won't be any problem with His Majesty Roland. If you think there is something wrong with him, then there must be something wrong with you.

Feng Ling thought silently.

"I just took a quick look. The first half of this special issue consists of the fifteen interview questions from that day. Although there are some artistic processing elements, they are basically true." Roland said with a smile.

"It's not these questions, it's the last one, it's the scandal between you and Melanies!" Feng Ling was really anxious.

Roland flipped through the last few pages and almost couldn't help laughing out loud. You're just like me, Wallace. You dare to make up any story.

You said I bought the Elf Princess for one gold coin?

Did you buy it? It was a gift from a lottery!

As for the fact that the price of the lottery was a gold coin bestowed by a god, he chose to forget it.

He was sure that unless the old emperor wished his youngest daughter to die immediately, he would be furious.

In other words, even if he wished Melanie to die quickly, he would still be furious.