After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

Although Stevenson said it bluntly, it is the truth.

The young baron, who could only master second-level magic, was not even considered a weakling in his eyes, he was just an ant on the roadside.

Egilina had no intention of correcting the teacher's opinion. After all, the teacher had never seen Roland in person.

She smiled and said: "Teacher, I have changed my mind. I hope you will accept Roland's declaration of war and send a special execution team over as soon as possible to help me kill Baron Minhausen."

Stevenson, who had just picked up the tea cup, sprayed a sip of old tea on the table and his eyes widened.

The [-]-year-old man was stunned by the young disciple's words.

He coughed several times before regaining his breath. He looked carefully at his disciple's serious eyes and became even more speechless.

"Egilina, are you serious?"

Egilina looked serious, "Very serious."

"It's easy to kill him. You can do it yourself. Why need a law enforcement team?"

"It's not simple. I saw an elf princess in Baron Minhausen's territory."

"A baron, the water is so deep?" Stevenson's eyes were a little more playful.

He poured himself another cup of tea, waved his hand, and the water stains on the table disappeared, and his facial expression returned to a deep expression.

He thought for a moment and asked softly: "Then what are you going to do with him? Kill him or use him to fish to lure out the mastermind?"

A mere baron could recruit an elf princess, but he certainly couldn't.

There must be a conspiracy here, and the mastermind behind it is very high-level.

"Beat him, and then accept his surrender." Egilina said calmly.

Stevenson sprayed another mouthful of old tea on the table, completely losing his dignity as a teacher.

He looked at Egilina in astonishment, his old face turned red, and he scolded softly: "Nonsense! It is not easy for someone who has the ability to recruit the elf princess. Either you don't do it, or you have to gain something by doing it. This is not a child's responsibility. Every family.”

Stevenson calmly waved his sleeves and took away the water stains and water-wet books on the table at the same time.

He poured himself a third cup of tea.

After being dodged twice by his disciples, he vowed that he would never lose his dignity as a teacher a third time.

This cup of tea represents his stubbornness as a teacher and elder, and he must drink it gracefully.

He blew on the tea leaves, took a sip, and asked softly: "Tell me, why do you do this?"

"It's his own request."

Egilina said calmly.

Stevenson squirted out the old tea for the third time. This time he didn't even bother to cover it up, his eyes were full of shock.

The young man was so good at playing that his old waist was dodged again.

This time it was not because of a naughty disciple, but because of a little baron.

"I smell something unusual. Tell me the whole story without missing anything."

Egilina nodded. She did not hide anything and told the secrets that were not convenient for writing in the report.

Stevenson was lost in thought.

"Although this guy's actions seem a bit nonsensical and reckless, he has clear ideas and is a very good young man. By the way, how old is he?"

Egilina's expression was a little stiff. She had written all these basic information in the report. Did the teacher approve the investment based on her recommendation without even reading it?

She didn't know whether to thank the teacher for his trust or complain about the teacher's laziness.

After all, the teacher is an old man with a young wife at home, and his energy is not as good as before.

Stevenson didn't know that his image in the minds of his disciples continued to collapse. He was just too lazy to watch.

Do you need him to check on such a trivial matter as investing in a mere baron?

If everything is troublesome to him, will he still have time to take care of his family?

", just coming of age."

"Duo Shao?"

Stevenson looked at Egilina in shock when he heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, from dragon slayers to heavenly ones, he has seen a lot.

But it's rare to see someone who comes from a baron family and be so calm and composed.

Stevenson's fingertips tapped the table rhythmically, and his eyebrows knitted together.

Egilina did not dare to speak. This was a sign that the teacher was concentrating on thinking. No one could disturb her at this time.

After a long time, there was a smile on Stevenson's lips.

Seeing the smile on the teacher's lips getting bigger and bigger, Egilina's heartbeat accelerated.

The teacher smiled, life or death was uncertain.

His smile could be a good thing or a bad thing, but it was never a small thing.

Just when Egilina was uneasy, Stevenson said in a deep voice: "Egilina, you have done a good job. It is our consistent policy to find and invest in young people with potential."

"I specially grant..."

"Baron Roland Gracia of Münhausen!" Egilina was so sure that her teacher didn't even read a word of the report.

"Special approval will be given to Baron Münhausen for SS-level investment, and special attention will be paid to it. You are responsible for the specifics, and I will pay attention at any time."

This time it was Egilina's turn to be shocked.

If S-level investment means investing more heavily, then SS-level investment means "beating him to death with money."

The young man who last enjoyed this kind of investment was the founding emperor of the Holy Essen Empire.

This investment makes the Stargazing Association a first-class international organization in mainland China.

Will this investment return to its former glory?

Seeing that the teacher had no intention of saying anything, Egilina quickly bowed and said goodbye to the teacher.

Seeing the shadow gradually dissipating in front of her eyes, Egilina's heart beat faster and faster, and beads of sweat formed on her palms.

She suddenly thought of what her teacher said, "The stargazing party is not a witness to history, we are making history."

If you know your destiny by watching the stars, your investment will naturally be as stable as an old dog.

If you meet someone who can't see their destiny through stargazing, then what are you waiting for? Stud is the way to go.

Chapter 10 Demonic Power, Second Level

Egilina, who chose Stud, is waiting for her special ops team.

Of course she could challenge Roland single-handedly, and Roland could also pretend to resist and then surrender.

If there were no gods in this world, they could indeed act like this and not even bother to act.

But not now, because there really are gods in this world.

Not every god is benevolent.

God makes rules for everyone to abide by, not for you to exploit loopholes.

Match-fixing is allowed, but it must be realistic, otherwise it is blasphemous.

Just like WWE, the fight is fake and the wrestling is real. The audience is happy to watch and the applause comes.

If the acting is exaggerated, the audience will throw away their dirty shoes.

Roland and Egilina were going to play a very reasonable and realistic fake match, not an exaggerated performance that would make the gods angry.

While Egilina was waiting for the execution team, Roland set off.

There has to be some hors d'oeuvres before the final show.

King Geralt of Lower Sarsen didn't give him any face at all, which was no problem, after all, he was the one who started the trouble.But taking his life would be too much.

Since Jero wanted his life, it wouldn't be too much for him to struggle a few times.

His target was the enemy's forward troops.

He doesn't have the guts to collide head-on with an army of tens of thousands of people, but he does have the guts to eat a vanguard of 500 people, and it's very big.

Roland mobilized all the combat power under his command and set off in a mighty manner.

His army consisted of three men and two horses.

Roland himself, the elf Melanies, their mounts.

And the barbarian girl Granny running behind.

Granny knew how to ride, but she couldn't ride an ordinary horse.

The compatibility between barbarians and horses is very bad. If a barbarian rides on your crotch, the horse will become restless.

The barbarian's favorite mount is the dragon.

Both earth dragons and flying dragons are fine, but high-level dragons are better.

Roland is just a young baron, so naturally he cannot equip the battle maid with a dragon that is expensive and expensive to maintain.

So she could only follow.

This was definitely not intentional abuse by Roland.

Fortunately, Granny's running speed was not inferior to that of horses, and her endurance advantage over long distances was obvious, so she could follow easily.

The three of them came to a valley more than 30 miles outside the territory. Roland raised his whip and signaled to stop.

"Right here, this is the best place for an ambush."

Granny looked around, said "Oh", and then found a place to sit down and rest.

Humans are good at conspiracy, except barbarians.

She couldn't understand this, so she simply left her troubles to Roland. She was only responsible for cutting down the enemy like a tree.

Using her brain to think was simply torture to her, and she didn't want it.

Unlike barbarians, elves are intelligent, especially the well-educated highborne.

Melanis went to the top of the mountain for reconnaissance. When she came back, she frowned and reminded softly: "Lord Roland, this is probably not the best place for an ambush."

She pointed to the spacious valley, glanced at her lips, and said softly: "Look, the valley is very wide and can accommodate six or seven people walking side by side. The terrain is flat and vehicles can also pass."

"I just went up to take a look. There is a dangerous place about three miles ahead, which is more suitable for an ambush."

Roland smiled and asked: "We know that side is more suitable for an ambush. Does the enemy commander know?"

Melanies replied instantly, "If he wasn't a fool, he would know."

As soon as she finished speaking, she understood what Roland meant.

No one would use a fool as a pioneer.

The forward troops have a heavy task, which requires both speed and caution.The battles that can be fought must be swept away with the bravery of wind and thunder; the battles that cannot be fought must be quickly separated from contact to preserve strength.

Not only that, the forward troops also perform tasks such as reconnaissance, road opening, and mapping.

Can a fool handle such an important task?

Therefore, most of the enemy's vanguard captains are brave and resourceful people.

How could he not see the most suitable location for an ambush?

The ambush location chosen by Roland could not hide an army, but it was easy to hide three people.

No matter how smart the enemy vanguard captain was, he never imagined that Roland only had three men ambushing him.

Ambush in a place that is not suitable for ambush, focusing on reverse thinking.

Even if it breaks her tongue and dries her throat, Granny can't understand it.

But Melanith could understand.

This is how people communicate with each other.

If you understand, you will understand. If you don’t understand, don’t say anything.