After rebirth, buy the elf princess for one gold coin

Roland knows how to make good use of people and puts her in charge of internal affairs.

Lanna, whose birthplace is unknown, is good at communication and is proficient in four languages ​​including Elvish.

Roland knew how to make good use of people and asked her to act as a housekeeper.

Although these three maids are not the most beautiful women in the world, they are still the most beautiful women in a thousand.After all, he picked it up for free and he was very satisfied with the transaction.

The mainland countries have abolished slavery at the legal level and can only sign work contracts with them.

According to the law, maids can regain their freedom after creating a value equal to three times their net worth, but the final interpretation rights belong to the contract owner, so they only have freedom at the legal level.

After the contract was signed, the three maids withdrew, leaving only Roland and Grandet.

The transaction was successful and Roland was in a good mood.

He took out the remaining tequila from the closet and invited the profiteers to share it.

Just as the two were chatting over wine, the system prompted again.

[You spent 99 gold coins, only one is left, and you get the special achievement "Obsessive Compulsive Disorder"]

[Please make a choice whether to exchange this gold coin for a lottery opportunity]

No need to ask, change it!

Smoking a piece of garbage is better than eating ashes.

The lottery interface that only he could see kept flashing. Roland had no expectations and didn't even bother to look. Instead, he continued to brag to Grandet.

He never believed in single miracles.

That is the prerogative of European dogs and has nothing to do with African chiefs.

He was busy bragging and didn't notice that the lottery interface turned dazzling gold.

[The lottery is over and you get the “elf girl with a mysterious identity”]

puff!Is it true?

A mouthful of old wine spurted out of Roland's mouth, and he was shocked.

Elf girl?

The elves live in the depths of the forest and rarely have contact with outsiders.

The elves have beautiful men and women, outstanding strength, and long lifespans. They can be passed down as family heirlooms from generation to generation. This also makes the price of elf slaves ridiculously high.

When I was looking through the brands just now, I saw that the highest elf girl was worth tens of thousands, and the lowest was more than 1000.

Is this the power of the lucky ten?

This is not a profit, it is simply a blood profit.

Roland happily drank the glass of wine and personally sent Grandet to the gate of the castle.

Staggering back to the castle, Roland had a cheeky smile on his lips.

Pick an elf to be your wife?

Sure enough, he was drunk, how dare he think about it.

Chapter 2 Elf Girl with White Hair and Red Eyes

The morning light woke up Roland.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned and sat up, his mind and body feeling a little wandering.

He was very drunk last night and got married in his dream. He couldn't remember the bride's appearance. He only remembered that she had long pointed ears and that she was an elf.

Rubbing his aching head, he warned himself that he would never become a drunkard again.

Opening the window and seeing Granny chopping firewood, he confirmed that yesterday was not a dream.

Barbarians are reckless. They don't need an ax to chop wood, they just get started.

Granny hummed and tore the firewood into neat strips, as if she were ripping straw paper.

After tearing up the firewood, she looked back and saw Roland on the third floor window sill. She stood up straight and her hearty voice echoed in the courtyard with a sunny smile.

"Lord, did you sleep well last night?"

Because the Tiamat countries have abolished slavery at the legal level, the titles of master and slave are naturally no longer available.Normally, you have to call me "Master" or "Sir", and you can only call "Master" in the bedroom.

Roland smiled and waved to Granny and responded casually.

Each maid's contract is different.

In addition to normal services, in order to protect personal rights, they can impose some restrictions.

Julie added "no forced bedtime" to the contract.

Roland followed the good advice and agreed.

Lana murmured shyly, hoping that Roland would give her basic human rights.

Roland followed the good advice and agreed.

Granny is free and easy. She said that as long as the master likes it, she can do anything, and it is no problem to become a night maid.

Roland followed the good advice and firmly opposed it.

Of course I don't dislike Granny.Although she is a barbarian, she has delicate features, a sassy smile, long red hair tied into a ponytail, and she looks like a heroic Valkyrie when she puts on armor.

But her long and toned legs could snap a coyote's neck, so Roland chose to refuse.

Although beautiful girls are nice, their lives are more important.

With a stroke of his pen, Roland made an important addition, "Granny is not allowed to ask for bedtime service without consent."

The three daily maids have positive working attitudes and each have their own areas of expertise. Roland is very satisfied.

Even the most ordinary maid was like this, so he looked forward to the elf girl who was drawn with one gold coin.

Standing in front of the window on the third floor of the castle, Roland stared at the passage leading to the outside world, looking forward to it.

After three long days of waiting, the merchant's convoy finally appeared on the horizon.

"Ah, M. Grandet is finally here. Please, please come in!"

Roland's smile was bright, without the aloofness of a nobleman.

Of course Grandet knew what Roland wanted. He looked around and said in a low voice: "Lord, the goods this time..."

"Didn't bring it?"

Roland couldn't hide his disappointment when he didn't see the elf girl, but his tone was quite calm.

"That's not true. There is just something wrong with the goods this time. I must explain it to you."

Grandet lowered his voice and said: "The goods are very tough, and the water in the elves is very deep. I'm worried that you won't be able to grasp it. If you are willing to give up, I can replace the goods for you with five hundred gold coins."

Five hundred gold coins, do you think I don't know how to count?damn thing!

Roland cursed silently in his heart.

He shook his head slowly and firmly objected.

"It's up to me to decide whether to prick my hand or not. It doesn't matter what you say. I don't accept any compensation package."

The elf girl started out with a net worth of one thousand gold coins. Would she be considered stupid if she traded it for five hundred gold coins?

"Can I understand it as 'you ignored the risk warning and insisted on picking up the goods'?"

The fat man asked cautiously.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's mine is mine." Roland ignored the risk warning and insisted on picking up the goods.

"Okay, please sign the disclaimer."

Roland took the disclaimer alertly and read it carefully. They were all regular disclaimers.

For example, "We are not responsible for any casualties caused by customers during use."

Simply outrageous.

Causing casualties to customers?I am strong and strong, so this is absolutely impossible.

Roland signed his name without hesitation, ignoring the risks.

A few minutes later, the large iron box covered tightly with black cloth was carried into the castle and placed in the hall.

Before Roland could ask any questions, the fat man and several of his men disappeared like lightning.

This scene was a little bizarre, and Roland was also a little nervous.

He did not rush to open the box, but put on his ancestral armor, carried a large tower shield, and called Granny to escort him, which made him feel relieved.

"Granny, open the box."

Roland also thought it was ridiculous to open a blind box and feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

But safety comes first and we have to be on guard.

Granny held the big shield in front of her chest and used her spear to pick up the black cloth. After seeing the elf girl in the cage, her tense nerves instantly relaxed.

Hey, what danger can this little girl with thin arms and legs pose?

Her hearty voice echoed in the castle: "Sir, there is no danger. Please take it easy, I'm going to chop down the tree."

Granny left very quickly, and only Roland and the elf girl were left in the hall.

Just a glimpse, and Roland's soul froze.

Compared with those highly processed artificial beauties who were alluring before time travel, her existence was perfection.

The long silver hair is somewhat scattered on the shoulders, and the tips of the ears poke out from the long hair, with a perfect arc.

There is no flaw in the exquisite facial features, and the slightly trembling eyelashes pluck the heartstrings.

The red eyes exude a blurry look, and you will fall into despair if you take one more look at them.

Her figure is a very standard new-age elf figure, as plump and round as a succubus, and her awkward kneeling posture cannot hide her fatal curves.

Roland's eyes and soul sank into the deep sea of ​​red eyes, unable to extricate himself.

The elf girl with silver hair, red eyes, and a proud figure is all about his XP.

His eyes moved to the girl's shoulder, and his breathing stopped.

On the fair skin, the ferocious whip marks are particularly dazzling.

Who is so rude!

Roland's blood boiled and he just wanted to bring the villain who hurt the girl to justice immediately.

He stood up suddenly and froze in place.

The evil person who hurt her...could it be him?

If there is no sale, there is no killing. If there is no lottery, will she be caught?

Terrible thoughts lingered in my mind.

Did the damn profiteers arrest people on the spot to deliver the goods after receiving the order?

Seeing the elf girl's eyes losing their luster, Roland sighed softly and squatted down in front of her.

"When were you arrested?"

There was a ripple in the elf girl's empty gaze. She had thought about countless possibilities, but she didn't expect Roland to ask such a question.

The girl didn't want to speak at first, but she couldn't refuse Roland's clear gaze.After hesitating for a long time, a weak and hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"A half month ago."

Half a month ago?Roland breathed a sigh of relief and his mood improved slightly.

It was caught before the order was placed and it had nothing to do with him.

He will not abuse the elf girl, but will treat her kindly.He is doing good things!

With his worries relieved, there was a smile on his lips.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Baron Münhausen, Roland Gracia. You can call me Roland. When you come here, you will treat yourself as if you are going home. I will treat you well."

The elf girl's eyes were still empty, but Roland keenly observed a slight fluctuation.