After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

The situation in the Kingdom of Upper Sarsen is a little more complicated, but with the original king Lovi working secretly, it is not difficult.

But that's not what Roland wants. He wants the crown of the Kingdom of Gracia.

The legal territory of Gracia is within the Lisenberg Empire.

If Emperor Lisenberg firmly refused to exchange territory, Roland would not be able to conquer an empire within three months even if he launched a war.

He could only seek deals or accept that the new kingdom had a bunch of enclaves and an ugly layout.

Roland doesn't have OCD, but he doesn't like enclaves.

Enclave management is very inconvenient and can cause many conflicts.

After the trial, most of the members of the trial team left, but one high-ranking inspector stayed.

Emperor Carlos Christensen Risenberg.

Emperor Carlos is a high-ranking member of the Continental Congress and the true top leader of the human race.

This time I came here ostensibly to be invited to supervise the trial, but in fact I was accepting Roland's invitation.

Some things have to be faced.

Carlos is the emperor, and Roland's highest title within the human race is viscount. He is not even a direct vassal of His Majesty the Emperor. There is Egilina in between. Under normal circumstances, they will not talk directly.

But Tiamat is a world where strength speaks for itself, and anything is possible.

If Roland can defeat the seven major goblin chaebols, he will be qualified to talk to the emperor on an equal footing.

The inviter was Roland, but the person who sent the handwritten letter was Egilina.

She is the go-between.

Negotiating at the imperial level is not easy.

Emperor Carlos and Roland are both distinguished people, and it will be difficult to end the negotiation if it breaks down, so they need a middleman.

With Egilina mediating, even if the two sides disagree, there is still room for redemption.

Emperor Carlos could avoid Roland's invitation, but he could not refuse Egilina's formal invitation in the name of a stargazing party.

The day after the trial ended, Roland got up early, put on simple and elegant aristocratic casual clothes, and went out with Agnes and Granny.

The meeting place arranged by Egilina was at a manor on the outskirts of Hamburg.

The estate is the property of the Stargazing Club.

As an international organization spanning several countries, the Stargazers' wealth is immeasurable.

They own countless real estate and shops in the territories of humans and friendly races.

Even the Evergreen Empire of the elves has their branches.

Even if he was reluctant in his heart, Emperor Carlos had to give this face.

This was Roland's first meeting with the emperor. He was a little curious about what kind of person this legendary and incompetent emperor was.

External rumors cannot be trusted at all.

Although Emperor Carlos has a mediocre reputation, Roland will not underestimate his negotiating opponents.

The carriage slowly drove into the manor, Roland lifted the curtains and looked at the manor.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, it is indeed a good place.

Tiamat's nobles certainly enjoyed themselves.

While Roland was observing the manor, Yanis came up quietly and asked softly:

"Are you worried about the outcome of the negotiation?"

"Carlos has been emperor for more than 50 years. Although his reputation is average, he has not lost an inch of territory. He even opened up two provinces when he was young. Negotiations with such a person will probably not go smoothly."

Yanis smiled and said with relief: "Negotiations are just like this, pulling each other back and testing the bottom line. Unless one party has an overwhelming advantage, it will all be grinding away slowly."

Before Roland could answer, Granny, who had been in a daze, sneered, with a hint of disdain in her tone.

"Is that Carlos as powerful as the seven goblin chaebols?"

"That's not true." Yanis said casually.

"So, we are better than the goblins, and the goblins are better than Carlos. No matter how you think about it, we are much better than Carlos. How can he not accept it?"

Agnes was so stunned by Granny's simple and crude calculation method that she couldn't say a word for a long time.

I always feel like something is wrong, but I don’t know how to refute it.

Seeing that Yanis didn't speak, Granny proudly turned her gaze to Roland and asked expectantly:

"Master, am I right?"

"very true!"

Agnes coughed slightly and reminded: "Roland, Granny doesn't understand diplomatic negotiations, so you are also fooling around?"

Seeing that the two girls were about to quarrel, Roland quickly interrupted: "We're almost there, get ready to get off."

"Unless Carlos wants to become my enemy, he must seriously consider my suggestion."

"Yanice, few wars are abandoned because there is no reason for war. If Carlos does not agree to exchange territory, I will lead an army to get it myself in up to three years."

"No matter what he thinks in his heart, the situation is stronger than the person."

The carriage slowly stopped, and the housekeeper in the inner courtyard of the manor waited respectfully at the entrance of the courtyard.

Before getting out of the car, Roland looked back at Yanis and Granny, and said in a deep voice: "Granny, please don't speak later."

Granny nodded obediently and agreed softly.

Although she is a bit stupid, she is by no means a reckless person without any sense of proportion.

It was not her turn to speak unless necessary.

Yanis also reminded softly: "Granny, if you have any ideas, we can discuss them in private."

Just when Agnes warned Granny, Roland patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Same for you."

Agnes has a special status. Although she has withdrawn from the Holy Court, the Holy Court strangely did not officially announce it.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yanis is still the daughter of light in the divine court.

She couldn't even speak.

After getting off the carriage and walking into the courtyard under the guidance of the butler, Roland was surprised to see Egilina waiting at the door of the main building accompanied by a male noble who looked in his 30s.

"Roland, you came on time. Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Carlos Christensen Risenberg, who is my friend."

"Mr. Carlos, this is..."

The middle-aged noble said loudly: "No need to introduce, I know. Our hero Roland Gracia."

Egilina winked at Roland and smiled like a little fox.

"This is a private gathering. There are no emperors, kings, saints, or heroes today. It's just a chat between friends."

She held the hem of her skirt and saluted Roland, making a gesture of invitation.

Roland raised his eyebrows and cast an approving look at Egilina.

Egilina skipped the identity of both parties and provided a platform for them to communicate in the form of a private party, which was indeed smart.

This is an informal communication, and even if there are differences, the talks will not break down.

She really put her heart into it.

Egilina blinked her eyes and raised the corners of her lips.

In the battle to defend the World Tree, there were not many stages for her to perform, and now she finally has a chance.

Sumptuous delicacies have been prepared in the banquet hall and placed on the long table for free use.

Granny had no interest in the Riddler's negotiations. As soon as she entered the banquet hall, her attention was attracted by the delicious food on the long table.

Egilina, who knew her well, had specially prepared a tender roast leg of lamb for her. It was on the grill with a soft flame burning underneath.

Granny swallowed and looked back at Roland pitifully.

Roland smiled and waved, and she quickly flew to the long table to enjoy the food.

Agnes also went with her. Since she couldn't speak, there was no point in listening, so she might as well enjoy the food.

Egilina welcomed Roland and Carlos to the sofa next to them. The maid pushed the dining cart over and placed delicious dishes on the small table.

With a smile on her lips, Egilina talked about recent interesting things in the upper-class aristocratic circle.

Carlos has a calm face. When he hears something interesting, he will smile and chime in a few words.

Roland said nothing and observed Carlos with his peripheral vision.

Although the emperor was smiling, his eyes were not happy at all, and he was still a little tired.

It can be seen that he is not as calm on the inside as he looks on the outside.

Roland's rise was unstoppable, and Carlos neither could nor wanted to.

His greatest pain was not that Roland had risen, but that Roland happened to be in his territory.

If Roland wanted to build an empire, he had to cut his flesh from the Lisenberg Empire.

He may not be a wise king, but who wants to cut off the flesh of his own country?

Catching a hint of loneliness in the corner of Carlos's eyes, Roland seemed to have some realization.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Egilina clapped her hands, and a dozen beautiful demi-human girls filed in to perform dances for the two of them.

These demihuman girls are beautiful in appearance, and although their dancing skills are not as good as those of elves, they are more passionate and unrestrained.

The big fluffy tail is swaying and the full curves are trembling. It is difficult for a normal man not to be tempted by this sight.

It's a pity that the three people present are not thinking about this.

Egilina is a woman, so naturally she won't pay too much attention to Asians of the same sex.

Carlos was preoccupied and couldn't muster any energy.

Roland took a few glances, but soon became bored.

Compared to the elf girls at home, although the dances of these demihumans are coquettish, they are a bit tacky.

Accustomed to the elegance of elves, Roland became less and less interested in other dances.

Seeing Roland's uninterested expression, Egilina clapped her hands to signal the demihumans to step back. She coughed lightly and teased with a smile:

"Mr. Roland has hundreds of thousands of beautiful elves at home, so it's normal for him to dislike this clumsy dance. By the way, what's going on with the World Tree now?"

Roland knew that Egilina was trying to change the topic, so he took the topic with a smile.

"The World Tree is very good. It is a sacred tree that elves and druids defend with their lives and blood. Even these guys are particularly vigilant when I approach the World Tree."

Egilina was about to answer when Carlos, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and said loudly:

"Roland, I have heard the story of the battle to defend the World Tree many times. I admire you very much for having the courage to fight the entire Goblin clan to the end."

"You are the guardian of the World Tree, and that land should belong to you."

"Each World Tree will create a new empire. If I'm not wrong, it won't be long before you build a new empire."

Roland did not nod or deny.

Since it was a private meeting, there was no need to be too official, so he didn't have to deny it.

But this is the territory of the empire after all, so it would be rude for him to nod directly.

Seeing that Roland did not deny it, Carlos quickly said: "Roland, the territory has no name. The Lisenberg Empire is the youngest empire, and our land was also taken from others."

"Your strength and achievements are worthy of protecting Gracia."

"Egilina specially invited me here, so I can't be too stingy. I would like to give the Viscounty of Gracia as a gift to the new empire in the future as a testimony of the friendship between the two countries. What do you think?"

Seeing Carlos' tired expression, Roland's eyes were a little more surprised.

Who said this person is stupid?It's nonsense.

The Viscounty of Gracia is Roland's territory and is the location of the World Tree. Unless the gods come down to earth, no one can take this territory away from Roland.

But this is the legal territory of the empire after all, and theoretically it still belongs to the Risenberg Empire.

Although Carlos said it was a gift, he actually wanted to exchange the legal ownership rights of the Viscounty of Gracia in exchange for Roland's guarantee of non-invasion.