After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

If she were to become the empress, it would be easy to lead the Evergreen Empire into a trap.

Even if he disliked his eldest daughter, he would not easily abandon her.

If Seran really did this, Melanie's heart would probably die completely.

She might forgive her father, but they would never go back to the way they were before.

Seran, would you do this?

Seran has served as the emperor of the empire for many years. His strength has reached the threshold of demigod. His term of office is about to end, and he must consider the issue of succession.

Choosing between the eldest daughter and the youngest daughter is a difficult problem.

......

"boom!"

Seran's fair face turned red, veins popped out, and he slammed the wooden table with his palm in anger.

The table remained motionless, turning into dust as the breeze blew in from the window.

"Damn bastard!"

"Lantini and Belodis, they both deserve to die!"

Melanice was also frightened when she saw her father's furious look.

Her eyes were red, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said faintly: "Father, calm down, they are your daughters after all, I, sigh..."

The word "forgiveness" almost came out of my mouth, but it was stuck on my lips and I couldn't say it.

How does she face her two sisters?

Can such evil deeds really be forgiven?

Looking at her father's red eyes, she quickly grabbed her father's hand and persuaded him, "Father, this is a grudge between me and them, please let us solve it ourselves."

"No, absolutely not!"

Seran took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "They are the scum of the family and shameless criminals. They are not qualified to inherit the throne, let alone live!"

Under Melanisse's astonished gaze, Seran closed his eyes in pain and did not open them until a long time later.

"Meilan, is Roland sincere to you?"

"Of course!" Melanie said firmly.

She looked at her father suspiciously and said stubbornly: "You can't break us up!"

"If you are sincere, why should I separate you?"

Seran's eyes softened a little.

Melanie whispered softly, "I have the impression that you always look down on other races."

"Oh, that's not an illusion. I feel the same way now. But Roland is not a foreigner."

Seran nodded affirmatively and said softly, "He is also an elf, at least he used to be. I can't see his fate clearly, but I can see the vague shadow of his soul behind him under the glow of the World Tree."

"He was once a human, a demon, a giant, and even a dragon, but he was also once an elf in the long river of fate."

"He is one of our people."

"Ah?" Melanie looked at her father in astonishment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Then can you stay and attend the wedding? We have to wait for another half a year."

"Are you inviting me to stay?" Seran looked at her daughter tenderly.

"Of course, please stay and attend my wedding, Father!"

Melanie's lips trembled with excitement.

She threw herself into her father's arms, unable to hold back her tears of grievance any longer, and sobbed as she asked:

"Father, I was afraid that the letter I sent to you would not be received, so I sent it specially to your secret lover, but..."

"Obviously, this is a shameful betrayal."

Seran smiled and patted Melanice's shoulder, saying softly, "My dear daughter, I will go home and clean up the dirt after your wedding. The house will be clean when you come home."

Melanis understood Seran's promise and asked leisurely, "If you really kill them, who will inherit your position?"

"Silly daughter, of course it's you. You three are my only children, who else could it be?"

“But I don’t understand politics.”

"It doesn't matter. The Evergreen Empire doesn't need any political ability. All you need to do is lead everyone to stay by the World Tree. You are quite powerful and can control them. With Roland's help, this shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Melanie nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Just when Roland was getting a little sleepy, Melanie fell from the sky and landed in his arms.

"My dear, my father has not given up on me!"

"He supports our marriage. He also said that you are also a member of the elf race, not an outsider!"

Melanice repeated what Seran had said to him like a happy little bird.

Roland hugged his happy wife, feeling a little dazed.

His mood can only be described in one word, "Huh?"

Just as he was at a loss as he held his beloved wife in his arms, Seran's figure passed by and he turned back and gave him a meaningful look.

Roland understood instantly.

Seran's initial choice might have been to give up Melanise and choose the other two daughters, but he changed his mind after seeing Melanise's current strength as well as the World Tree and Roland.

He is still the same ruthless politician.

But I chose Melanie and Roland.

What a cold world it is.

Roland thought silently.

He nodded in response.

They didn't say a word, but they understood each other's conditions and bottom line.

Seran will announce the crimes of Lantini and Belodis and make them pay the price, and then make Melanice the crown prince and support her to inherit the throne.

At the same time, he will support Roland and Melanie's marriage.

In return, Roland must keep the secret and let Melanie forever be immersed in the beautiful lie of fatherly love.

Roland agreed, of course.

What Seran thinks is not important, what he does is important.

He might have initially thought of hiding the truth from Roland as well, but he changed his mind in the end.

Roland is not Meilan, he will see through her sooner or later.

Roland is also a politician. Playing the emotional card is nonsense. It is better to make a deal directly.

Be frank, offer a high price that cannot be refused, and let Roland keep it a secret from Melanie with him.

Roland understood his offer and accepted it.

This is the royal family's love.

He hugged Melanie tightly, as if to separate her from this dirty world.

It was a lie, but he couldn't bear to tear apart Melanies' last fantasy of family affection.

Looking at Seran's desolate back, Roland suddenly felt that the Elf Emperor had grown old.

The quarrels among his three daughters became so serious that he had to kill two of them, which was really cruel for a father.

But he must do it.

It's not about justice or fairness, it's just simply Melanie > Landine + Belodis.

This world is so cruel. The fate of the weak is in the hands of the strong and can be broken with a slight squeeze.

In front of Seran, Lantini and Belodis are weaklings.

In front of the World Tree, Seran is a weakling.

In front of the real gods, the powerful World Tree seems so weak.

Roland looked up at the towering World Tree with his eyes narrowed. It was clearly growing vigorously, but he could see the feeling of autumn.

Tears are splashed when feeling, and I hate goodbye and startle.

Mood does affect judgment.

Roland smiled and dispelled his melancholy, then looked towards the World Tree, which was full of vitality.

It was indeed an illusion.

That night, Roland held Melanice in his arms, looking at her tear-stained sleeping face. He had no desires, only the firm belief to protect his beloved wife.

He held her in his arms and slept all night.

The next morning, Melanie woke up from her sleep and looked at Roland a little embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, I was so excited yesterday."

A sixth-level strongman does not need sleep at all unless he is too tired or too emotional.

She hugged Roland's arm and said softly, "I dreamed of the sea of ​​flowers again last night."

"I met Lantini and Belodis. The time point of the dream was thirty years ago. They often came to the sea of ​​flowers to visit me, brought me many gifts, chatted with me, and sang with me."

As she spoke, her voice gradually became lower and her expression became colder. "When I woke up from the dream, their figures were instantly shattered and I could no longer catch them."

Roland said nothing, but just hugged his beloved wife tightly.

He knew very well that she was not soft-hearted, she was just simply feeling uncomfortable.

After all, they have been sisters for hundreds of years.

Melanice stood up from Roland's arms, vaguely sensing a familiar breath, and walked silently towards the door.

Outside the door.

No one is empty.

There was only a crown, lying there quietly.

Volume 190: City of Freedom: Chapter I Don't Believe It

Compared with the crown, Melanie longs for family affection more.

She was no longer an orphan, at least she still had a father.

Considering that Roland was the real orphan, Melanie generously shared the love from her father with Roland.

Although this is not in line with the management of the elves.

The family relationships among the elves are very unique; children will move away from their parents when they grow up, and they will only live together during a few festivals each year.

Children’s interpersonal relationships will not be related to their parents.

Simply put, Roland and Melanice are husband and wife, but Seran will not become Roland's father (father-in-law) like the human race. He and Roland are still of the same generation.

The life span of the elves is too long, and interpersonal relationships would be very chaotic if they did not discuss their own issues.

Roland is also the king of an elven kingdom and even owns a world tree. Although his status is inferior to Seran, it is only half a step away.

If he accepted Melanie's kindness, he would become a junior.

Although he meant well, Roland didn't want to have a father.

Seeing Melanice's enthusiasm and Roland's hesitation, Seran, who was well versed in the ways of the world, made a decision quickly.

He would take care of Roland like a child, since they were equals in seniority.

Melanice originally wanted to help Rolando find a backer. The plan her father offered was more generous than her original idea, so of course she would not object.

In this way, Emperor Seran accepted Roland and Melanice's invitation and became Gracia's guest of honor.

His realm had already been completely perfected at the peak of the sixth order, and he was only a thin layer of window paper away from the demigod/hero realm, a quantitative change to a qualitative change.