After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

He knew very well that these were kind words from Roland.

Roland said this because he was being generous. It would be shameless for him to accept it carelessly.

He responded "humbly": "What did Mr. Roland say? We are neighbors and naturally we have to help each other. I am very grateful that you don't care about my offense. I have already prepared a welcome banquet, please!"

Krum took a deep breath and made an inviting gesture.

Roland nodded, got on his horse, and galloped towards the castle with Klum leading the way.

The cavalry teams from both sides followed behind and advanced rapidly.

The welcome dinner in the castle was very sumptuous, which showed Viscount Krum's intentions.

Agnes did not attend the dinner, she had never been interested in such entertainment.

Accompanying Roland to the dinner was Granny.

Although she didn't like socializing, she couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. After hearing that there would be a local Krum barbecue tonight, she was looking forward to the dinner.

While the dinner was going on, Yanis left the dinner alone and came to the residence behind the castle.

Krum very politely offered the top floor of the castle as a temporary residence for Roland and others.

Yanis's room is right next to Roland's room, and it's very quiet.

Walking into the room, she snapped her fingers to wake up the magic desk lamp and prepared to wash up and rest.

Although she can regain her energy through the underworld, she prefers raw sleep after fully embracing the power of the Abyss.

She sat down at the table with a peaceful smile, looked at the books on the table, and flipped through them casually.

It would be nice to have a cup of tea.

She thought silently.

The aroma of tea came, and she subconsciously took the tea cup and said softly: "Thank you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a chill ran across her back, and she looked up suddenly.

She checked on the way in, and the room was empty.

Even if there is a maid serving tea, she must knock on the door first and never dare to come in rashly.

"Who? Come out!"

Agnes put down the teacup and touched the Song of the Saint ring on her ring finger, fully alert.

She knew the stalker was so powerful that she couldn't even pinpoint the location.

She could only lower her voice and said: "I am a saint from the Holy Temple of Light. Can you please let me go for the sake of the Patriarch?"

"If it's the face of the Holy Palace of Light, then you are already dead."

A clear voice sounded, and Yanis turned around suddenly, but found nothing.

Just as she looked around, looking for her target, she was shocked to find a figure on the chair opposite.

Although she lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly, her facial features were delicate and delicate, and she must have been a beautiful girl.

Her beautiful golden hair is casually draped over her shoulders, she is wearing cotton pajamas, her legs are on the chair, and her cute little feet are curled up, just like the girl next door who is ready to take a rest.

But Yanis knew that the harmless girl in front of her could easily kill her.

After confirming this, she relaxed her guard, sat down across from you, and said with a smile: "If you are an enemy of the Divine Court, there is no reason to attack me. I have already withdrawn from the Divine Court."

The blond girl slowly raised her head, smiled and said, "I know, that's why I came."

"You are...the first saint?!"

Agnes thought about countless possibilities, but she didn't expect that the other party was the first-generation saint.

Her expression was a little complicated.

When the will left by the first-generation saint blocked the erosion of the goddess's divine power, she knew that the first-generation saint had betrayed the divine court. But after all, it was just a guess, but now it is completely confirmed.

Hearing her title, the blond girl shook her head and denied it softly: "I don't like this title. I would rather you call me 'Witch' Anisia."

Yanis's heartbeat accelerated.

She saw clearly that the blonde girl's face was exactly the same as the portrait of the saint on the dome of the temple.

The dome paintings of the Holy Temple are real works of art, perfectly presenting the appearance and temperament of the saint.

"You come from the abyss?"

"That's right. You were the one I chose for the contract, but unfortunately you were preempted by a certain human race."

Miss Witch sighed softly, but there was not much regret in her eyes.

Dark flames danced at her fingertips, and the space around her was also distorting.

Yanis was extremely nervous. She explained in a low voice: "The situation was urgent, and Lord Roland had to sign a contract to protect me."

"Protect you from the will of the abyss?"

Miss Witch looked at Agnes with a half-smile, teasing her softly.

After being told what was on her mind, Yanis felt calm. Since she couldn't hide it, she should face it bravely.

"In the hearts of ordinary people, the abyss and the devil are almost equated. Who is not afraid of the abyss?"

Witch Anishia was not angry at Agnes's words. She nodded casually and said softly:

"Humanity's greatest fear comes from the unknown, because the unknown creates the fear of the abyss, and I completely understand it."

"If you knew more about the abyss, you would have a different view."

Yanis followed Miss Witch's words and flattered her: "I'm sorry, if I knew it was you, I probably wouldn't refuse. After all, you are my idol. It seems that my understanding of the abyss has to be revised. Maybe the abyss has no imagination. So scary.”

"No, the abyss is indeed scary."

The witch interrupted Yanis, looked at her seriously, and said in a deep voice: "The abyss has its rules. It's still a little early for you to be exposed to these."

Agnes looked at the witch in astonishment, not knowing what to say.

There was a hint of smile in the witch's cold expression, and she asked softly: "Do you still want to return to the Divine Palace?"

Yanis hesitated for only a second before shaking her head vigorously.

"I grew up in Shenting. There are my teachers and friends there. It is my home. If I have the choice, I certainly don't want to leave Shenting."

"But I don't plan to go back. It's not that I abandoned the palace, but that the goddess abandoned me."

Listening to Yanis's venting, the Demon looked at her with a strange expression, and sighed softly: "I have said this too, but it's a pity that I only regretted it when I was about to be burned to death."

"You did a good job, at least you woke up earlier than me."

The witch smiled and asked: "If I take away the power of the abyss and return the sacred energy to you, will you still be willing to return to the Holy Palace? You can rest assured that I will not kill you for this."

Yanis shook her head without any hesitation.

“I don’t allow myself to be rejected twice.”

"Okay, very good, I suddenly like you a little bit."

The witch smiled happily, "Although you are weak, your character is very interesting."

"In that case, I won't talk nonsense. Your contract owner will be back soon. Let's keep the story short."

"If I terminate your contract with him, will you sign a contract with me? A contract of complete equality."

Yanis looked at the witch alertly and asked in a deep voice: "How to release it?"

"The first way is to kill him."

Seeing the change in Agnes's expression, the witch raised the corners of her mouth slightly and shook her head with a smile.

"Okay, no joke, I can terminate your contract directly."

With a bit of disdain on her expression, she hummed: "In the face of absolute strength, these ridiculous tricks are meaningless."

"You don't believe it? What a stubborn young man."

The witch tapped her fingertips, and the shadow disappeared into Yanis's forehead. Yanis was shocked to find that the soul connection between her and Roland was severed.

Not only has the contract disappeared, but the soul-blood link has also expired.

Seeing Yanis' shocked expression, the witch's expression showed a little bit of pride.

"Your former contract owner is running this way angrily, but it doesn't matter, he still has about 27 seconds to get to the room."

"Are you willing to sign a contract? The Lord of the Abyss never deceives anyone."

Agnes lowered her head and whispered: "Now that the contract is terminated, can I remain free? I promise not to sign a contract with anyone except you, but I want to be free."

The witch was stunned for a second, then suddenly let out a hearty laugh.

"Oops, why did I forget this option."

"Okay, freedom is priceless, I respect your choice, but remember your commitment."

The witch's figure gradually faded, and the space began to distort.

Before disappearing, she whispered softly into Yanis' ear: "Enjoy your freedom, young man."

"You can use the power of the abyss at will without any backlash. This is my greeting gift. If you need to ask for help to inject the power of the abyss into the ring, I will know."

"Remember, every gift has a clear price tag. The price for asking for help is the contract."

"Also, there will be no songs of saints in the future, only songs of witches."

The witch's shadow waved to Agnes in the air, and reminded her with a smile: "Remember, we have never met."

The moment she disappeared, Roland punched open the door, his fingertips jumped and released the fastest lightning, roaring:

"Let go of Yanis!"

Roland's eyes widened, ready to fight to the death with an unknown powerful enemy, but he was shocked to find that there was nothing in the room except for Yanis sitting there reading a book.

Closing the page, Yanis smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm very good."

Roland did not ask what happened, but looked at her worriedly and put his fingertips on her wrist.

After a few seconds, he put down his fingers and took a deep breath, "As long as you're okay."

"Close your eyes."

Yanis smiled like a flower.

Roland closed his eyes obediently, but felt the soft lips and the girl's fragrance.

A soft voice whispered in my ear:

"It doesn't count last time, this time it's my free will."

Chapter 162: Miss Saint doesn’t want to pretend anymore

The army continued to march north.

Viscount Krum led five hundred guards to join the team.

His 500 people were not very powerful, but Roland still enthusiastically invited him to join.A mere 500 people is nothing, but the attitude of a viscount is very important.

This means that Viscount Krum is fighting side by side with Roland and declaring war on the traitor.

Viscount Krum joined Roland's army without any hesitation.

Of course, he knew that the political significance of joining was far greater than the military significance, but he did not hesitate at all, and even made it clear that he wanted to always follow.

This is tantamount to a direct pledge of allegiance.

After all, Roland's public identity within the empire is only Viscount. It is ridiculous for Viscount to be loyal to Viscount. Viscount Krum will not do such a cheap thing.

His attitude is clear.

If Roland wears the king's crown, he will immediately pledge allegiance to Roland.

If Roland doesn't want to wear it...

Well that's not possible.

Although it is summer, this kind of joke is still a bit cold.

The whole world knew that Roland wanted to stand on his own feet.He is not self-reliant, and the first person who refuses to agree is his subordinates who follow him and fight the goblins to death.What everyone is curious about is whether he will proclaim himself emperor directly, or whether he will go through the process of wearing the crown and accumulating reputation first.

The former is indomitable and domineering, while the latter is down-to-earth and kingly.