After rebirth, one gold coin bought the Elf Princess

Except for a few people, she didn't even bother to bother others.

She did not hate the Court of Light, she only hated the traitors who betrayed her and the enemies who framed her.

The families of these people must disappear.

A cold light flashed in Miss Witch's eyes.

She is no longer the simple girl who would be happy when she saw the divine light.

Her eyes were as deep as the abyss, and ordinary people would go crazy if they looked at them for a few more seconds.

She had lost so much for power.

My hometown is much different than before, even the shape of the continent has changed.

She could no longer breathe the familiar sweet air.

The air didn't change, it was her who changed.

The oxygen that sustains life is meaningless to her and is even a chronic poison.

Every day she has to inhale a bottle of sulfur dioxide, which is the closest to the breath of the abyss.

Although she didn't know it was called sulfur dioxide.

She is no longer the innocent saint, and even her body cannot be called human.

Without her human appearance, she is just a standard abyss demon.

Just as she was in a daze, a notification came from the door.

"Evans Promes in audience."

In front of the witch, worldly official positions are meaningless, and there is no difference between an emperor and a beggar.

She only needs to blow her breath to annihilate an area.

"Let him in."

The panting Emperor of the Holy Essen Empire, his fat trembling and sweating profusely, walked in half-dragged with the Touch of Nesser Dragon.

The witch turned around and looked at Evans with interest, somewhat curious about how he would introduce himself.

"Evans Promes, thank you for your kindness, Her Highness the Witch."

The corners of Anishiya's mouth rose slightly.

Although he is a complete loser, he is still smart.

If Evans dared to call himself the Emperor of the Holy Essen Empire or the Duke of Promes, he would be doomed.

But he simply gave his name.

Evans Promes is the emperor of the empire, everyone knows it even if it is not emphasized.

Directly giving one's name expresses humility while also implying a certain degree of indomitable spirit.

Aeneshia smiled and asked, "What brings you here?"

"Respected Witch Lady, although the Promes family is not a family with deep roots, they have always been grateful and repaying kindness. This magic weapon is a treasure left by the ancestors of the family."

"You saved the Promes family, and I would like to give you this weapon as a thank you. I know it is far from enough, but this is my new idea."

Looking at Evans' calm expression, Enesia nodded and pointed her finger, and a heavy spear weighing hundreds of pounds floated towards her.

Holding the back end of the spear, Anishia waved it casually and said lightly:

"It's a bit weak as a weapon, but it's fun as a toy. I'll take it."

She glanced at Evans and said calmly, "There is one thing I must make clear in advance. Although I have the ability to keep your throne, your price is not enough."

"So I will only protect your family and your dukedom. If you are sensible, you can be crowned king after the Gracia Empire becomes a super empire."

Evans knelt on one knee without hesitation to express his gratitude to Enesia.

"Being able to keep the family territory and title is beyond my expectations. Thank you for your kindness."

Anishya casually pointed her finger and a crystal ball appeared.

Her soft voice was engraved in the crystal ball.

"Let's armistice."

After saying these brief words, the crystal ball floated in front of Evans.

He took the crystal ball with trembling hands, feeling a little confused.

The Gracia Empire mobilized an army of 970,000 and a logistics staff of several million people.

This huge army could fill up the boundary river between the two countries simply by throwing their whips into the river.

This army is composed of powerful dwarves, elves proficient in archery and magic, gnomes good at using machinery, druids who dominate goblins and are good at jungle and mountain warfare.

With such a large-scale mobilization, can we really accept a fruitless outcome?

He had some doubts, but he didn't dare to say it.

Questioning a witch is no less sinful than blasphemy.

The gods are far away in their realm, but the witch is right in front of us, and the punishment will come accurately and swiftly.

Although he didn't ask, Anishya had already seen through his little thoughts.

"Don't worry, the Gracia Empire only wants to conquer Essen, and they don't intend to kill everyone."

Evans sighed inwardly and prepared to leave, but Enesia kindly reminded him:

"You are not the only vassal in the empire, and you don't even have to be the emperor. They can easily make up for it by taking advantage of other vassal states."

Don't you have to be the only emperor?

Evans' eyes lit up.

Yes, as long as he announces his abdication, the council to elect a new emperor must be convened immediately.

The other six electors may not be willing to take on this hot potato, but there has to be an unlucky guy who takes it.

Whoever it was, it wasn't him.

Because he has already abdicated, he is not eligible to run for election.

He also thought of a reason for abdication.

We have lost the war, our sovereignty has been shattered and our country is humiliated. I wish I could dismiss myself!

I am not joking, I mean what I say, I will dismiss you now!

Watching Evans leave with a happy face, the corners of Enesia's mouth rose slightly.

She only guaranteed Evans and his family, and no one else had anything to do with her.

Roland came here with such a large army, he can't just return empty-handed.

......

"Your Majesty, this is the crystal ball that Emperor Romel asked me to give to you."

Lowe had a calm expression, holding the crystal ball in both hands.

Roland smiled and said, "I have already abdicated. You have to learn to change your words. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing if you call the wrong name in front of the new emperor."

Lovi did not continue to say things like "Your Majesty Roland is my only sun."

It's enough to express your attitude. If you say more, His Majesty will find it corny.

Having been with Roland for so many years, he knew very well how to strike the right balance.

The witch's deep eyes appeared in the crystal ball, and a clear and soft voice sounded.

"Let's armistice."

Roland saluted the crystal ball with a slightly exaggerated gesture and said loudly: "Yes, Your Highness the Witch!"

He knew that the witch could see it.

Sure enough, the image of the witch in the crystal ball fluctuated slightly.

"I'll protect the Promes family, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

"Your Highness the Witch, are you planning to stay in Tiamat for a long time this time?"

Seeing that the witch was in a good mood, Roland took the opportunity to ask.

However, the witch did not answer, but just snorted softly, as if reminding him not to overstep his status.

Roland shrugged casually and said with a smile: "Then I wish you a happy return home to visit your relatives."

Pleasurable?

not at all.

This extremely boring return home would only shatter her last childhood filter.

The beautiful memories of my youth are just too distant and vague.

What people miss is not the backwardness of many years ago, but the youthful days that can never be brought back.

The image of the witch gradually disappeared from the crystal ball.

Before disappearing, she glanced at Janice, her calm eyes showing a hint of satisfaction.

The witch lady smiled at herself when her consciousness returned to the Abyss Tower.

She didn't need such memories.

She remains eternally youthful, and need not lament the lost years...

?

After all, people can't deceive themselves, and she can't do it.

The witch looked through the crystal ball at the high-spirited Janice, and her eyes were filled with images of herself when she was a teenager.

It's great to be young.

The air gradually condensed, forming a mirror in front of her, revealing her exquisite beauty.

She was still young and beautiful, but there was no smile on her face.

Just as she was feeling melancholy, the void began to fluctuate.

She put away the mirror, concentrated and held her breath.

Soon, a somewhat hideous face emerged in the void.

"Anishia, what's the situation over there?"

"all the best."

"It's a shame I can't go there myself."

Enesia chuckled and said, "Even if your power descends a little, the entire plane will collapse. This is against the laws of the world."

"World laws? Humph."

Hearing this word, the ferocious face felt a little bad.

The laws of the world are everywhere and above everything.

Before the arrival of the Day of Annihilation, once the true bodies of gods and demons descend upon the material planes below the intermediate level, it will cause the plane to collapse and directly destroy the plane.

The existence of the material plane is the law, so the material plane will not be destroyed by gods and demons.

Gods and demons who forcibly enter the material plane will be directly annihilated by the power of law.

This is the power of the law, no one can defy it.

Whether gods or demons, they can only look at Tiamat.

But the witch is an exception.

She is a local, and returning to Tiamat is like going home.

Volume 262: The Hero's Road: chapters?

Just when the outside world was speculating whether the Gracia army would crush the Promes family with overwhelming force, the two sides actually chose to negotiate.