After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

The veins are looming on the white and tender instep, the toes are light and nimble, and every nail is dipped in pink that highlights the youthful vitality of a girl.

This slightly artificial color has a kind of smart beauty on her body, which makes the eyes linger.

The smooth curves extend from the round and plump toes to the ankles, and the warm and white jade feet are like the masterpieces of the greatest artists, which inevitably makes people think endlessly.

Roland's eyes wandered back and forth between the window and the bottom of his robe for several times, and finally locked on the slender feet.

This is an appreciation of beauty, nothing to be pretentious about.

He is not a foot-controller, nor does he covet beauty, he just simply appreciates it.

After an unknown amount of time, Feilin, who had always closed her eyes, slowly opened her eyes.

If you look closely, you can see that her amber pupils turned into deep black.

This is not simply black, but like a deep abyss, which I dare not look directly into.

Opening her eyes, Feilin's palm came in front of her, with dark flames burning in her palm.

This flame is the deepest darkness, an existence that can swallow up light.

But it does burn, and the heat that escapes doesn't lie.

Feilin blew lightly to disperse the black flames, feeling a little complicated.

The gift Roland gave her was indeed not a fifth-level magic item, but it was not the quasi-level five magic item she had guessed. It was a genuine holy object.

If it were a regular holy object, she could refuse it, but this was a fusion holy object.

The holy object is activated, the souls merge, and the fusion process is quickly completed.

Heart of Darkness...

She had seen records about this sacred object in the books at the Holy Palace Headquarters.

Good news: This relic is not the only piece of equipment, but a mass-produced version.

Bad news: It's more valuable than most unique gear.

The last person to obtain the Heart of Darkness was a certain Black Bishop in the Sixth Age.

Although this famous black bishop refused to accept the papal crown, he actually controlled the Holy Palace.

With the help of the Heart of Darkness, the Black Bishop, nicknamed the Lord of Darkness, successfully broke through the shackles of the sixth level and became a hero-level powerhouse.

The Dark Lord has lived in seclusion for many years. No one knows whether he is alive or dead, but the higher-ups of the Divine Court believe that he is still alive.

Can I also become an outstanding person like the Lord?

Feilin was excited and her fingertips trembled slightly.

After a brief moment of excitement, her expression froze.

What does Roland mean by giving such a high-level holy object like ordinary jewelry?

If Roland takes the opportunity to ask for her loyalty, how should she respond?

Feilin was in a state of confusion, as if there were a group of deer chasing and playing in her chest.

Although she was confused, she gritted her teeth and raised her head, ready to face Roland.

Just as he was about to say hello, he saw Roland looking intently at the floor.

She was a little curious about what was interesting on the floor. Following Roland's gaze, she finally knew what Roland was staring at in a daze.

What a boring guy, staring at a girl's feet?

If it were normal, she would have given Roland a hard time and taught him a lesson.But she was short-handed, so she couldn't reprimand Roland now.

She had just soaked her feet before working overtime tonight, and was working overtime in the office wearing slippers.

The slippers didn't fit her feet well, so she simply kicked them aside to let her feet enjoy the free air after being trapped in leather boots for a day.

Unexpectedly, the freedom of his feet also gave Roland the freedom of his eyes.

She coughed lightly, retracted her feet under her robe, and said softly: "Roland, I..."

"Ah? Sorry, I was distracted just now. I found this dark attribute jewelry in the ancestral treasure house. I thought it might be suitable for you, so I brought it. How about it? Can it be used?"

Feilin looked at Roland silently and asked quietly, "Is it worth it?"

She could see through Roland's thoughts, but she couldn't tell him.

No matter what purpose Roland had, he finally gave her the precious Heart of Darkness.

Regardless of her deeds or her heart, she must return the favor.

It's just that she can't think of how to pay it back.

How much is a sacred object worth that could help her step into the heroic realm?She couldn't put a price on it.

This holy object can be said to be a priceless treasure for her who practices the power of darkness, and its value is more than ten times higher than ordinary holy objects.

Roland smiled and said: "Is this worth it? It doesn't count..."

"It's worth a fortune."

Feilin reported the accurate value before Roland made a random estimate. She briefly told the story of the Dark Lord, and then asked softly: "The heart of darkness has been fused, what can I give you in return?"

"You've been worrying about this for a long time?"

Roland thought to himself that Yanis really knew Feilin.Her reaction was basically guessed by Yanis.

Then just show sincerity.

"If you go all out to help me defend the World Tree, I will repay you. After the battle, we will settle everything. Don't worry, I don't want you to fight to the end, as long as you do your best."

"It's not enough!"

Feilin corrected stubbornly: "I have just broken through the fifth level, and my strength is about the same as that of Yanis. The cost of asking a fifth-level strongman to attack with all his strength is almost a fourth-level or nearly fifth-level magic item. This is too much."

The value of a quasi-level five magic item was less than a fraction of a high-level sacred item. She couldn't pretend to return the favor without her conscience.

She racked her brains to think of ways to repay.

First, eliminate physical compensation.

She didn't bother to do it, and she didn't think any girl's body was worth so much.

Her appearance, figure and temperament are among the best among the human race, and she is clean and self-sufficient, and has a noble status.

But so what.

As long as she decides to use her body to repay the favor, what's the difference between her and the prostitute.

How many gold coins can a high-end courtesan be worth?

With Roland's powerful position, there was no shortage of women around her, and she didn't think there were any gems set there that she could proudly use to pay off her debts.

She prefers to repay with her own ability rather than with physical repayment.

Just when she was hesitating, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Roland glance at the bottom of her robe with unfinished thoughts, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that Roland liked this.

She shuddered suddenly, thinking of the bad hobbies of some great nobles.

A certain Duke of the Holy Essen Empire was a foot addict and especially liked to collect the beautiful feet of girls.

Whenever he fell in love with a girl, he would buy the girl's feet at a high price, cut them off with his own hands, and put them in his collection room.

I didn't expect Roland to have such perverted habits at such a young age.

She bit her lip, stretched out her right foot, and asked softly: "Do you like it?"

Roland subconsciously wanted to hide it, but he couldn't lie under Feilin's deep gaze, so he could only nodded.

"I'm not a foot control, nor a pervert, I just appreciate beauty."

"I know. Since you like it, I'll give you the interest as compensation."

to me?

Roland was a little confused. How could he give this thing to him and let him play with it tonight?This is not called a gift.

This topic was a bit strange, and he coughed lightly, not knowing how to answer it at all.

Just when he was a little confused, Feilin saw that he had no objection and already "knew the answer."

She smiled slightly, bit her red lips, and pulled out her sword.

Roland subconsciously took half a step back and was startled.

Although it's a bit rude to stare at a girl's feet, you wouldn't be so angry that you would use a knife.

He silently held up the force field shield and was about to say a few words of defense, but he saw the dagger in Feilin's hand flashed with cold light, and she had cut off her right foot and ankle.

Roland's mind went blank and he couldn't understand what Feilin was doing.

Feilin almost fainted from the heartbreaking pain, but she still kept smiling, held up the fair but less bloody feet, and said softly:

"Since you like it, then keep it."

Roland's vision went dark and he almost fainted.

Yanis made it clear that this was not normal, it was simply a disease!

He grabbed Feilin's right foot and roared: "Lie down, I will treat you right now! I beg you, please don't do things so extreme, okay? I'm scared."

Chapter 125 The breakthrough is successful, congratulations

The treatment process is simple.

Roland, who mastered all fourth-level magic and part of fifth-level magic, had at least thirty ways to reattach Feline's feet flawlessly without leaving any scars.

After thinking for a while, Roland used the treatment method that would cause the most pain to the injured.

Roses and thorns bloomed on the ankles, and Feline's ankles were bloody and bloody.

The Dark Saint clenched her teeth and refused to make a sound.

Seeing her stubborn look, Roland couldn't help but want to praise, "This beauty, you are truly a man."

But he held back.

He didn't want to praise such stupid and reckless behavior.

He could probably guess what Feilin was thinking, which was that she didn't want to owe too many favors.

It’s fine if you don’t want to be in debt, but can you repay it in the normal way?He's really not a pervert.

Just as Roland was thinking about how to explain to Feilin, the Dark Saint, lying on the desk that served as a temporary operating table, whispered softly: "I'm sorry."

"Okay, don't talk about this. Why don't you try moving around first?"

Feilin wiped the sweat from her forehead and sat on the desk with all her strength. Looking at her feet, which were still intact but a little pinker, her worries disappeared.

"Tell me, what are you thinking about?" Roland glared at Felin.

"It's nothing, I just misunderstood you."

Roland glared at Feilin and said word by word: "I need your help, your strength and wisdom, although it seems that you have no wisdom."

"Nonsense, I'm smart, I can do everything!"

When Roland angrily said that his brain was not working well, Feilin couldn't bear it and refuted it loudly.

Roland snorted and sneered: "Smartness and wisdom are two different things. This is the last time. I will not waste my magic power on treating you again."

Seeing that Roland was about to leave, Feilin reached out her right hand quickly, grabbed his sleeve and whispered softly: "Then how should I repay you?"

"Live well, there will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future."

Roland waved his hand and walked away.

Although there was a little accident, he admired Yanis's judgment even more. According to her, Feilin had a very extreme personality and didn't like to owe favors.

As long as Feilin is owed a favor, she can do whatever she wants.

"Even if you ask her to cut off her hand and serve it to you to drink, she won't hesitate."

These are Yanis's original words.

Roland thought it was an exaggeration, but unexpectedly it was a declarative sentence.

After leaving the city hall, Roland returned to the official residence.