"What do I think?" Roland's expression was very serious, and his tone was solemn. "I will marry Di Xi." "Oh? That's good." The eyes of Aleto, the leader of the Black Blade, lit up. This was beyond her expectations. It was too surprising. She asked with a smile, "What about that little girlfriend from the magic academy? What are you going to do?" "Marry them together." Roland nodded. "Hahahaha, did you hear what he said?" The Black Knife Leader laughed. "I heard it. I don't mind." Marika was surprised. Her lips parted slightly, and then her attitude returned to being indifferent. "As long as Godwin can solve it himself, Di Xi has no objection." "I have no objection." Miss Black Knife's cheeks were pink and she turned her head away. "Okay, we're not here to talk about this." Marika interrupted. "Godwin, you know why I called you here." "I know." Roland nodded. "Then go and prepare. The ceremony here will take two days. Two days later in the morning, leave for the stage you want." Marika's voice was very soft.
"Okay, mother." He spoke, showing no emotion, but he was actually very excited. finally come. Just two days. "I want to borrow Di Xi from here. Is that okay?" Aleto, the leader of the Black Blade, narrowed his eyes. "Two days?" Roland asked. "Two days," she said. "Okay." Roland and Di Xi looked at each other, and it seemed that they would be separated for a short time. "Then go and get ready." Marika waved her hand, looking solemn. Di Xi was left behind, and only Roland came out, hiding his joy in his heart. He went back to Malenia's room, and Michaela and Torina were on either side, observing the girl on the bed. "how is the situation?" "Brother, you're back." Michaela frowned, "It's still the same, no change." "That's good." Roland thought for a moment, "Marenia can hear us, right? Where's the Goddess of Corruption?" "I don't know." He shook his head slightly. "never mind." The blond young man strode back to the bed, held Marennia's hand, and spoke slowly with a gentle expression and a soft tone. "Don't worry, you will be fine in half a month at most." "Huh? Brother?" Tolina reacted instantly and looked at him with wide eyes. Surprise slowly spread from the corners of her eyes to her entire face.
"What does brother mean?" "Yes, everything is ready." Roland held Marennia's hand, interlocked his fingers with his sister's, leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Wait for me a few more days." Roland was not idle in the next two days, as there were many things waiting for him to do. He first called Lutier, and the female knight walked in heroically, with her boots hitting the stone slabs and making a "scandy" sound. "Your Highness, you are looking for me." "Well, I have something to ask you. Now I need to meet the knights who are willing to follow me." Roland put on armor for the first time in a long time, a black light armor, and put the red sword given to him by Marennia on his waist. He combed his hair up and tied it into a high ponytail. He sat in a luxurious leather chair, crossing his legs. "You should know what I'm going to say." Chapter 144 Money In that instant, Roland's simple hint seemed to cast an ice magic in the room, and the air became cold. Lutier's body stiffened, as if she had really been hit by ice magic. Then, she raised her head, with uncontrollable ecstasy on her face, her lips trembling, and her eyes full of excitement. Her Highness—— Going to kill God! The promised thing would be accomplished soon, and no one would doubt that Roland would fail. She placed her right hand on her chest and saluted, "Yes, Your Highness, I will arrange it right away. Please wait a moment." Roland could understand Lutier's excitement. Not everyone was as depressed as he had been recently, knowing that Marennia was suffering. In their minds, this was Roland's heroic act to become the new king. As witnesses, as people who sacrificed their lives for Roland, they will all return in triumph. Just be excited. Lutier strode away, leaving Roland alone in the room, which was empty and lonely. More than half an hour later, she came back. "Your Highness, the assembly is complete." "Yeah." Roland stood up with a cold face and let Lutier lead the way without saying a word. A few minutes later, he met the knights. The Rodel Knights stood in an orderly manner in the square, divided into different columns. Each Rodel Knight was about the same height and had the same equipment. It seemed that they could use long swords, long spears, and long bows. They stood in the square without saying a word, giving people a deep sense of oppression.
An ordinary person would probably be frightened, but Roland was used to it. When his father Ge Fulei was fighting in the war, he was only a few years old and stood on the high platform, looking at the soldiers below. It was even more spectacular then. He didn't make useless declarations, he just stood at the front and announced it to everyone. “From today on, Lutier will be my deputy, and you will be independent Knight Rodel, independent of the Golden Tree, and pledge allegiance to me personally. If you don’t want to, you can quit.” The air was quiet for a minute, and Lutier's face turned pale. If someone really quit, it would be a slap in her face. It was she who told His Highness that everything was going well. Fortunately, no one moved. There was a hint of admiration in Roland's eyes. He slowly raised the corners of his mouth and continued. "Since no one has quit, let's go back and get ready. There are 110 people in front of us, which can be divided into 10 teams, plus a captain. You can choose the captain yourself and tell Lutier afterwards. We will prepare in the next few days. Everyone will receive 50,000 Runes before going out on the expedition." "Your Highness?!" Not to mention Lutier, everyone was shocked. What was the concept of 50,000 runes? Knight Rodel's annual salary was only more than 20,000 runes. They looked at each other to confirm that they had heard correctly, and suddenly a huge noise broke out in the crowd. "Long live your highness!" "Long live your highness!" "For Your Highness!" After a round of cheers, they obviously didn't expect to get a huge sum of money. They had originally just planned to follow Roland, and it was good enough to be able to increase their strength. Lutier concealed her shock, which gradually turned into joy, and finally she mentioned Roland's concerns about the financial problems. Fifty thousand per person, more than a hundred people, that’s more than five million. She hesitated to speak until Roland asked them to disperse, then Lutier expressed her concerns. "It's nothing. Rune is just a number. If money can boost morale, then money is the last thing I lack." The eldest prince of the Golden Tree was indeed not short of money. Roland even had no concept of money. He wanted money, and merchants in the royal city would line up to give him money, especially those in the clothing industry and tailors. "Your Highness is wise." What can Lutier do? She can only say that her prince is not short of money.
"I have something else to do. You go first. Meet me at the west wall in two days. You know where the portal is." Roland turned and left, leaving Lutier alone. Then he found Furl, hoping that Furl would go with him. If you can really get a share of the benefits, there is no need to avoid Ful. This time, the dead dragon is no longer an erosion of death, but a follower of death. In the small, claustrophobic room, dinner was over and dessert was placed on the table. Although Fule was a little dissatisfied, she was still very proud in her heart. After all, Roland was the first one who thought of her and sought her help. "Huh, don't you want to be a dragon rider?" "It's okay to let me ride for a while, right?" Roland took the wine glass and took a sip. What Ful said was right. The two had never fought side by side before, so maybe they really had to ride together. There are no dragon riders at the border, and ancient dragons seldom lower their noble heads. He put down the cup and smiled. He had a method that was particularly useful for Ful. "If you don't go, I'll go find Lance. I think Lance will agree. You two can go together. Otherwise, I'll go find Gran Sanx." "Humph, what does my sister have to do with me? I must go. You can ask your sister yourself whether she will go or not." Furl folded his arms and glanced down. "Okay, wait for me at the west city wall the day after tomorrow. We'll go to the Magic Academy first." Roland called the waiters and asked them to settle the bill. "It's a deal." The silver-haired girl looked at Roland secretly. The man had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care about the feat of killing gods. The next day, at the Magic Academy. Roland came back first. He had to find Lani and briefly explain the situation to her. Moreover, almost ten days have passed. Se Lian shouldn't hide from him anymore. You must make things clear, otherwise you will feel uneasy no matter what you do. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it feels like I’ve been away for a long time this time. He stood in the corridor of the Magic Academy, the stone slabs under his feet felt hard and solid. The magic apprentices passing by would occasionally glance at him and then leave in a hurry. A few would recognize him, call him "Golden Roland", and then leave in a hurry. Go to the upper level. Roland didn't meet any acquaintances along the way until he arrived at the office. He suddenly pushed open the door and scared Lani. After she saw who it was, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, you had a fight with Se Lian recently. I forgive you for now." "......" "By the way, not long after you left, Se Lian came to see you and asked me to tell you..."
Lani's second sentence made Roland turn around and run wildly in the corridor. With his physical fitness and his unusual way of taking the school, he returned to the school building in thirty seconds. "Boom boom boom!" The continuous knocking on the door woke up the girl in the dormitory. She had been immersed in her research for the past few days until she couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep. She did this over and over again. She drank very little water and ate even less. She didn't even have the strength to open the door, so she knelt on the bed, and the knocks on the door became more and more urgent. Roland took a deep breath, grasped the handle, twisted it hard, and the entire lock was pulled off.