After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

This question stopped Roland.

He is now at level five and still a mortal.

When he breaks through the sixth level, he will embark on a path of no return.

Before the end of the Annihilation Era, he must become a human god, and he really does not have the energy to manage the country.

I thought Feng Chime had a simple mind, but I didn't expect her to think so deeply.

Seeing that Roland did not refute, Feng Ling struck the iron while the iron was hot and persuaded: "Your Majesty, I know that there are many outstanding girls around you, and they are all your candidates for princess, but they, like the queen, cannot bear children for you."

"why?"

Roland asked quickly, not even objecting to the ridiculous notion that the girl next to him was a potential harem partner.

"The world is fair, so the strong will have no children."

"You are now a fifth-level powerhouse, and your potential is even more outstanding. You are better than many sixth-level powerhouses, and Queen Melanies is not bad either. If you have descendants, your talents will definitely be extraordinary."

The wind chime said softly: "It is so unnatural that nature cannot exist. So it is difficult for you to have offspring."

Perhaps because she felt that her words were too harsh, she paused briefly and said softly: "Although it is not absolute, the chance of you having offspring is very, very small. You understand what I mean."

Roland nodded to express his understanding.

Yes, if two strong men can produce offspring, their bloodline and talents will continue to become stronger, and eventually a freak with extraordinary talents will be produced.

It's truly outrageous.

Although the world is never fair, it cannot tolerate such a defiant existence.

No matter how unfair it is, it cannot cut off the ascending channel of mundane fantasy.

If the descendants of the strong are like dragons, how can the bottom still play?

That makes sense.

Seeing Roland accepting the explanation, Feng Chime smiled and said:

"You need to have a pure family background, excellent tutoring, and young and beautiful ordinary girls to enrich your harem. Planting more seeds will surely bear fruit, which is not difficult for you."

Although it sounded like he was plowing the oxen, Roland accepted the wind chime's words in his heart.

The high priest is in charge of breeding. She is an expert in this field, so just listen to her.

But how did she know he was good at this?

He smiled and teased: "How do you know that I...ahem, can hold on?"

"Your Majesty, I am the high priest."

The wind chime answered with a universal answer.

Roland understood.

He is worthy of being a great priest, and he is really good at judging people.

Seeing Roland's smug look, Feng Chime couldn't help but want to laugh.

Who could see such a thing?Even if they can see the pros and cons, there are still many people who are just superficial. Men will never admit defeat in this regard. Roland is her monarch, can she say that Roland can't do it?

That is the crime of deceiving the emperor, and he has to be beaten with a thorn stick on his back.

Since Roland is so confident, choose more concubines for him.

Roland didn't know what Feng Chime was thinking. His vanity was greatly satisfied, and the more he looked at Feng Chime, the more he liked it. Suddenly, he thought of the vacant position of prime minister, and his eyes lit up.

What else to choose?The most suitable person is right in front of you.

Making her chief minister was just a stop-gap, but she did a great job during this period.

Feng Ling's level of governance is only above average, but she can always find a balance among all forces.

What Roland wants to build is a multi-racial country, and a prime minister who is good at balancing is in great need.

He smiled and asked: "Without discussing this in advance, are you willing to serve as the prime minister of the new country?"

Feng Chime looked happy and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I am the chief minister, so there is no need to ask."

As soon as she finished speaking, her voice trembled suddenly.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about letting someone else be prime minister?"

Roland secretly yelled, Feng Ling is good at everything, he just likes to get into trouble, he must be thinking wrong.

Before Roland could deny it, Feng Ling's face instantly turned pale, and tears fell down his cheeks.

She bit her lip and said quietly:

"As the chief minister, I am not the prime minister in your mind. I am derelict in my duty. Since I am incompetent, please ask your majesty to remove me from my official position. I will silently pray for you in the temple."

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. Although her words were harsh, her voice had already started to sob.

Of course she had reason to feel aggrieved.

When the Well of Life revives, as usual, the high priest should be the chief minister, not to mention those two guys are disrespectful to Roland.

Even so, Roland only made her the nominal chief, and the three ministers had equal status in practice.

She knew that Roland wanted to balance power, and she would pay silently without any regrets.

The battle to defend the World Tree was victorious, and the prototype of the empire began to emerge. She was happy for Roland, but even more worried about the heavy burden she was about to shoulder.

Over the past few days, she had stayed up all night, consulted many classics, consulted Director Huron, and finally drafted a prototype of the imperial power framework. She was planning to discuss it with Roland, but she did not expect that he had the idea of ​​changing the Prime Minister.

The wind chime felt its blood pouring on the iceberg, feeling disheartened and having no business.

Since he doesn't like her, what is the purpose of all her efforts?

If you look in the mirror at this moment, there will definitely be no high priest in the mirror, only a clown.

Seeing the tears that Feng Chime was holding back, Roland panicked.

He is not afraid of anything, except that the girl next to him will drop his little pearl.

Especially the little pearl he provoked.

Looking at Feng Chime's gray eyes, he was afraid that this guy would go to extremes, so he grabbed her hand. He was about to say that he had never thought of using anyone else, but he suddenly trembled.

Deception is worse than mistrust.

Never lie.

Facing Feng Chime's painful eyes, he could only be honest.

"I do consider future candidates for prime minister."

The wind chime struggled to free itself, but Roland held his hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Wind Chime, listen to me!"

Roland knew that he could never tell lies and could only find ways to coax.

"There is no doubt about your ability and loyalty, but you are an elf and the country's main race is human. I have to consider everything."

"Didn't you say that the future will be full of new humans?"

Ah, yes, yes, new humanity.Roland almost forgot about the pie he drew.

He slapped his forehead hard and said with a smile:

"Tianguang has been busy fighting these days and almost forgot about this. Since we are all new humans, there is no difference between humans, elves, dwarves, and demi-humans."

"The perfect candidate for you!"

"No, no, no, you are the only one! A God-sent choice!"

Seeing Roland's determined expression, Feng Chime hesitated a little, but still bit his lip and said angrily:

"You don't need to comfort me. In terms of talent, I am not as good as Fandel, Sandra, or even as good as Woma you brought back. I just lost my temper. Please forgive me. I just want to serve as the chief priest in the new country."

"No, the Prime Minister must be you!"

Roland's attitude was firm, "Maybe you are not as good as them in some aspects, but no one understands balance better than you, and only you can be qualified to be prime minister!"

It was originally meant to be a comfort, but after thinking carefully about the wind chimes being the most suitable, Roland's tone became a little firmer.

Seeing that the wind chime was moving, Roland flipped his wrist and the World Tree Scepter came into his hand.

He pressed the scepter on the wind chime and said loudly:

"Governing a country requires a lot of energy, which will affect your cultivation time. This World Tree Scepter can speed up your cultivation and directly enhance your strength. It is a compensation for your hard work and hard work."

Wind Chime was startled and backed away suddenly.

Of course she knew about the World Tree Scepter.

This is an artifact embryo made from the natal branch of the World Tree, and it is Roland's weapon.

She just vented her depression, how dare she accept such a precious scepter.

"Your Majesty, I will do my best to assist you, but the scepter represents your authority, and I can't bear it."

"You can afford it!"

Roland smiled and explained: "I have many talented and rebellious people under my command, but they may not obey you. As you just said, the scepter represents my authority. When I am away, you can suppress them with the scepter. "

The heartbeat of the wind chime keeps accelerating.

She understood.

Roland asked her to not only be the prime minister, but also to act as the monarch when he was away.

The weight of this trust was so heavy that she was immediately stunned.

Looking at Feng Ling's confused expression, Roland smiled and said: "Sandra and Fandel will support you, but the leaders of other races may not. You can't control them when I'm not around."

"Put it away so that you can serve me better."

"But this is your weapon, which will affect your strength." The wind chime whispered.

"This scepter comes from the World Tree, and its power attribute is biased towards nature and life. It will really help me improve my strength in the short term, but it may not be a good thing in the long run. I need the balanced development of all attributes, and sooner or later I will have to throw away the scepter."

Roland said firmly: "Since you have to throw it away sooner or later, you should simply put it down as soon as possible. Your strength attribute is biased towards nature and life, and this scepter is more suitable for you."

"Of course, if it doesn't recognize you, there's nothing I can do about it. You can try injecting magic power now."

Feng Chime bit her lip, still hesitating whether to accept the scepter, but Roland had already forced the scepter into her hand.

Since it was a gift from her master, she would not refuse it, but could only accept it.

Infused with magic, soft green light and milky white light merged together in the air, blending perfectly.

Roland was stunned, then relieved.

Wind chimes are indeed more suitable than him.

Seeing the scepter's approval, Fengling knelt down on one knee excitedly, holding the scepter in both hands, and swore loyalty to Roland again.

Roland helped her up and said with a smile: "Dear future Prime Minister of the Empire, I want to hear your views on the future of the country. Please speak freely."

Feng Chime nodded excitedly, took out the scroll from his arms, and held it in his hands.

"Your Majesty, this is my conception of the power framework of the future empire. Please take a look at it."

After taking the scroll, Roland didn't pay much attention.

According to his idea, Feng Chime would probably transplant the "successful experience" of the Luojia Kingdom into the new empire.

Elves are stubborn, so it will take some time to convince her.

Fortunately, the night was long and they had plenty of time to communicate in depth.

Unrolling the scroll, Roland's eyes lit up at the first clear sentence.

"The elven system is rigid and inefficient. It is more suitable for immortal species, not suitable for a multi-racial mixed country..."

Roland looked up at the expectant wind chime, thinking a lot.

Is she really a political genius?

Chapter 156 The ship leading to a new era sets sail!

The future idea of ​​wind chimes is mainly about being real and feasible.

Her plan did not contain any of the arrogance or impracticality of the elves, but was very pragmatic, which shocked Roland.