Your notoriety is known to everyone.

It would not be until a later stage that he would be discovered by the First Prince. Rogers felt that there was a high probability that he would be entangled by this mad dog in the future. After all, the other party was a person who even dared to try to kill the Saint.

But judging from the fact that Elina didn't intervene just now, even Elina wouldn't be able to suppress the opponent with her physical strength alone.

Moreover, the opponent had no intention of using magic or physical skills to fight back against his attacks, so there was no way to attract the professor's intervention.

But it’s better this way. After all, there will be places where this guy can be used in the future. There’s no need to deal with him in a hurry, Rogers thought.

"Boy, do you have any idea about me?" Malacom slowly put his foot down and grinned:

"I also want to ravage you, but not because of your ill will towards me, but because of your bad character of playing tricks on me just now and not repenting, and your lack of gratitude for the prince's gift, and your arrogance in not immediately and respectfully opening the letter to read the contents.

"I will wait for you outside Saint Herta so that you will remember the prince's kindness."

As soon as she finished speaking, Malacombe's pupils became dilated and her vision seemed unable to focus. She raised her hand to grope for the heavy glasses on the table and put them on hastily.

Seeing this, Rogers sighed imperceptibly and thought that no wonder the Abyss of Disorder hated it so much, this kind of mess was really troublesome.

"I'm really sorry. I sometimes forget what I was doing and didn't expect it to happen right now." When Malacom saw the letter and small clock on the table, he quickly stood up to apologize and added that this was what the First Prince asked her to bring before she came to school.

"Don't worry about it, sit down and continue the interview." Rogers smiled and extended his hand to invite him, replying in a gentle voice.

Malacombe looked at Rogers' elegant manners and the confidence and gentleness on his face. His heartbeat unconsciously quickened and his cheeks felt slightly hot.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Rogers spoke with concern and consideration.

"No, no, let's start now." Malacombe quickly sat down again, trying to calm himself down, and asked the prepared questions one by one.

It is nothing more than Rogers's outlook on the future development of linguistics and gear structure, as well as his thoughts on his own achievements.

As he answered, Malacombe admired Rogers' humility and erudition more and more, and at the same time, unspeakable emotions continued to grow in his heart.

After a while, she asked all the questions but did not stop, and continued to interview Rogers about his interests, hobbies, daily life and so on.

"Ms. Reporter, we still have a lot of important things to do. Can you come back later?" Elena interrupted with a frown.

"Sorry." Malacombe's cheeks flushed when he heard this. He quickly stood up and bowed to express his gratitude. Then he said goodbye at a very fast speed and left the cabin in a hurry.

Rogers watched Malacombe leave, picked up the envelope and slowly tore open the edge, pulling out the letter and asking, "Did you see it?"

The reason why he pinched Malacom's neck just now was because he was wondering whether Elina's prediction would show a different fate due to the other party's personality change. He suddenly took action after seeing Elina nod.

"I can't see clearly because of you." Elina responded casually while rubbing the head of Rufia, who had a confused look on her face.

Rogers nodded slightly. Elena's words meant that he knew everything he needed to know. Then his eyes fell on the letter. The content was basically praise and solicitation for him. The small clock, or the item that was more like a pocket watch, was a gift from the first prince.

"Wait for me in the South Territory? Did Pasima tell him..."

Just as he was pinching his chin, wondering about the First Prince's intentions, Elina suddenly said goodbye and walked out of the cabin.

"Maybe Alice was interviewed." Rogers looked at Rufia who was becoming more and more confused and said with a chuckle.

"Oh, that's no problem." Lufia suddenly realized something. She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Will that strange guy bring any trouble?"

"Who knows? I can't be sure." Rogers shook his head slightly and looked at the round pocket watch on the table.

It's not entirely made up of gears inside, there's also a faint glow of magic driving it, and the clicking sounds are mostly masked by the thumping sounds of the gears hitting the magic book.

"Then she will be tortured to death by you, right?" Lufia's eyes lit up and she guessed with certainty.

Before Rogers could correct Lufia's inexplicable thoughts, a task prompt box popped up in front of him.

【inform! The mission "Clean up the filth" has been released. 】

[Name: Cleaning up filth]

[Published by: Gods of the Bottomless Pit]

[Content: Please help the devout believers when you go to the southern border to sacrifice the creations of the evildoers of the Abyss of Disorder to the great bottomless pit.]

[Reward: Silver Status Foundation Ceremony]

[Punishment: None]

[Note: The gods of the bottomless pit hope that you can complete a wonderful sacrifice. 】

[Please choose whether to accept]

Chapter 4: Isn't this a bit too early for a child? (k)

The morning dew falls on the tender green leaves, and the breeze stirs the swaying branches, making spring seem like a lively dream, coming slowly and blooming in an instant, paving the way for the rapid and intense summer.

Wearing his academy uniform, Rogers left Saint Herta through the teleportation array and sat in a slightly bumpy carriage.

A small enchanting machine was placed on the round table in the center of the car, and it kept hammering the runes on the cover of the magic book, making continuous noises.

The enchanter is surrounded by a soundproofing barrier to prevent its noise from escaping.

The space rune had already been enchanted, this time it was a symbol of "concealment".

He used his credits to exchange for various engraved inscriptions on the magic book, and even rented a small enchanting machine from Professor Kuli using half of his credits.

Such a "high price" is still the highest discount given by Professor Kuli within the scope allowed by school regulations.

At this moment, he was not paying attention to the familiar enchantment scene, but was holding a thick stack of letter paper, sighing and rubbing his forehead.

It was just late spring and not yet summer, so Vice Principal Avery sent him to the southern border to work early.

After learning about this, his father immediately sent him a family mission and also let him inherit a title early.

Rogers now not only has the honorific title of Lord Rogers, but also the actual title of "Baron Molotan".

"Isn't this a little too early for a child?"

He pondered for a while and complained to Elina beside him, while Lufia was thinking about the test questions given by Elina in the corner with a sad face.

“That first prince is only one year older than you, but he has already been involved in the imperial court politics and even seized a lot of capital.

"And you have become so lazy and idle after only taking on some of the affairs of Green Valley. How are you going to lead the entire East Territory in the future?"

Elina was holding a copy of the Imperial Capital Newspaper in both hands and reading it. Her eyes did not shift away, and she sneered with a hint of disgust.

"Is that the only point? Green Valley is the best granary and pasture in the entire East. I guess there are many nobles in the East waiting to criticize my father's stupid assignment and watch my funny show."

Rogers threw the letter on the table, exhaled deeply, and leaned back in his chair, looking as if he was ready to give up.

In addition to the information that accounted for more than 90% of the total, the letter only mentioned one thing, which was that a nomadic nation that had originally wandered in the southern border was slowly migrating towards the Green Valley, and most of the territory of the "Baron Molotan" that Rogers had just captured was in the Green Valley.

Logically speaking, faced with the arrival of abundant manpower, local lords should not be completely hostile. But unfortunately, if the people coming are a nomadic people who are difficult to assimilate, have fierce habits, and are accustomed to robbery and plunder, then it would be a different matter.

Although the alliance between the Rogers and Elina families can determine the direction of most affairs in the East, they have to be specific about which families need to intervene and how much effort they need to put in. They also have to guard against times when some families are not actually contributing.

They will start to pass the buck and try to find a solution that doesn't require much resource expenditure by everyone.

Unless the interests of Green Valley are truly and visibly damaged, it will be possible to discuss a feasible plan, but by then, what has been lost has already been lost.

"My smart, wise and capable Elina, you must help this Baron. Besides, your family's assets in Green Valley are not much less than mine."

Rogers put his arm around Elena's shoulders and spoke sincerely.

He knew how much weight he had, and he was even more aware that he still had many areas where he was not good at. He had never had much practical experience in this kind of thing in his past life or this life. His arrogance would probably only lead to a mess, and in the end his father would have to follow behind to clean it up.

"Haven't you received the most basic education in governance and eloquence? Why do you look like you're going to throw it all to me?" Elina asked with a little impatience, narrowing her eyes and glancing at me.

"My father arranged for me to start studying three years ago, but you know how I was at that time. How could I focus on such an unimportant thing?"

Rogers shrugged slightly and replied nonchalantly.

After receiving the most basic science education, he met Alice, and then Alice was all on his mind, both in and out of class.

It can be seen from the fact that he resisted the engagement and even wanted to pull Alice back to marry that to him at that time, the interests of the family were not worth even a feather compared to Alice.

Elina was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then did not respond, but pressed the newspaper against Rogers' face.

"This ink smells so fresh. I heard that many scribes lost their jobs due to the innovation of printing presses. I wonder if they will join the ranks of those who insult me..."

Rogers took down the newspaper and just as he looked down, he saw the big headline on it - The Little Sage's Painful Journey.

The title below tells how Luo Gesi was ostracized by others in St. Helte, how the Saint discovered his kind nature after being rescued by Luo Gesi, and the various opinions of many college professors towards Luo Gesi. Praise.

The author of this article is Maracom.

Since his last interview, Malacombe has frequently written articles in the Imperial City newspaper to clear Rogers's name.

She wanted to go to Saint Herte for interviews several times, but the professors seemed very unwelcome to her.

It was because when she quoted the professors' words in newspapers, she would always end with a sentence saying that a certain professor asked her to report it truthfully as that professor said, as if she would be retaliated by those professors if she was not "truthful".

On another page was an article titled "The Rise of the Demon King," which described how Rogers bewitched the Saint and the professors of Saint Hert, how he abused students of the same grade, and how he even deceived reporters from the Imperial Capital Newspaper.

"Interesting..." Rogers silently wrote down the writer's name and put the newspaper on the table.

He tilted his head, pulled up the car curtain, and looked out the window which was filled with noisy sounds.

Unlike the central part of Brad Territory which is filled with quaint and solemn towers, the center of the Eunice family's territory is filled with shops, workshops, taverns and snack stalls.

The occasional tall buildings have exquisitely carved porches, gorgeous spires and window grilles on the eaves, which make them look extremely luxurious.

Horse-drawn carriages were shuttling back and forth on the road, and many citizens on the roadside were dressed like businessmen. Some were walking in a hurry, while others were chatting and laughing, creating a bustling scene.

The territory of Eunice's family is located at the junction of the southern border and the eastern border and is adjacent to the sea. This place is not only a node for many land trade routes, but also has the fourth largest port in the empire.

Not long after, the noise died down and the carriage arrived at the gate of a huge manor. The tops of the pillars beside the door supported an ornate double-winged lintel decorated with golden patterns.

In addition to Rogers' carriage, the two carriages carrying Alice and Eunice, Pasima and Derek respectively also stopped at the same time.

Before getting off the car, Rogers stuffed the enchantment machine and the letter into the magic book, and then melted the magic book back into the void.

Eunice's parents, the Earl and Countess Hutton, personally led the servants to greet them at the door. They had the same bright red hair as Eunice and were dressed in simple dresses. They treated everyone to a lunch with an extremely rich variety of dishes.

After the banquet, Earl Hutton led everyone to admire the large gardens in the manor. They walked along the winding paths under the shade of green trees, admiring the well-tended gardens and lakeside, while slowly introducing the history of the Hutton family.

"Your Excellency, when you arrange a house for Rogers, can you pack a bigger one?" Lufia waited for Earl Hutton to finish his story and then suggested softly.

"This is what this earl should do...ah?" Earl Hutton twisted the red beard under his nose and was about to agree to the little princess's request, but suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with these words.

"It would be best if there was a long sofa in the room, a large desk that could seat several people, a few sets of pajamas for men, and some new pillows, goose down and soft...

"The bed should be bigger, at least enough for three people to lie down without feeling crowded, and the mattress can be a little harder..."

"..."

Rufia counted on her fingers and talked incessantly about her demands, seemingly unaware of the increasingly strange expression on Lord Hutton's face.

"No need for a big bed. Lord Earl, please arrange four single beds. And no need for apple pie when the meal is delivered." Alice waited until Lufia finished speaking, then followed suit.

"Lady Saint, are you referring to Lord Rogers' room as well?" Earl Hutton asked uncertainly, his lips moving for a moment.

"Yes." Alice nodded immediately.

Lord Hutton frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a deep thought, as if he was pondering over some unsolvable mystery.

Neither the princess nor the saint can be neglected. When their demands conflict, how to resolve the conflict is an important moment that reflects the noble cultivation.

He should have thought so and made a decision accordingly.

But the requests of these two distinguished guests all pointed to what was going on in Rogers' room? !

Earl Hutton tried to force out a smile, and looked gently at Rogers, who was standing among the students beside him. Facing this young man who had done a great favor to her daughter during the Exorcism Night, he cleared his throat and asked:

"What does Lord Rogers think of this?"

Rogers was slightly stunned when he heard this. He was listening to the history of the prosperity of the Hutton family and looking at the flowers, plants and carvings around him. Why did he suddenly have to think about such a question?

"Your Majesty the Earl, Your Highness the Princess and Your Majesty the Saint have put forward their opinions comprehensively and frankly, and stated clear and feasible goals. You can use this to advance the decision-making of certain plans, and perhaps in some cases you can also Make appropriate supplements to the established guidelines..."

He kept expressing his thoughts, and his slightly immature face showed signs of deep thought and concentration.

It was impossible to give a clear answer. After all, this was a social occasion. Both Lufia and Alice had certain positions behind them. He obviously could not have a clear bias. He also had a family mission on his shoulders, so he should pay more attention to these.

It's just that the question surrounding what kind of home he wanted seemed a little weird.

Earl Hutton fell silent. As he was quietly looking at the young men and women, a servant suddenly ran to his side in a hurry and whispered something in his ear.

"Please excuse my absence. I have some matters to attend to in the territory. Please visit the garden first, and servants will come to serve you later."

His expression instantly became serious, and after a brief explanation, he turned around and left with his attendants.

Eunice thought of the look her father gave her when he left, and then she made an excuse to leave, following her childhood sweetheart Derek, and after a little hesitation, she also caught up.

Seeing this, Rogers snapped his fingers and used magic to build a soundproof barrier to isolate Pasima who was left behind.

"To the north of the manor is a hunting forest, where Eunice and Pasima were cursed.

“Although this curse is not as severe as a minor calamity, it is also a highly contagious spell after it breaks out. The desires of the cursed will be infinitely magnified and extremely chaotic until they go crazy and die.

"We can find an opportunity to sneak over here as soon as possible in the next few days. There's no need to inform Eunice."