A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

  Chapter 142 Don't even think about invading an inch of Rolling Stone Town's territory! (seeking a monthly ticket)

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  Outside the dense tree house, Henry approached cautiously. He left the apprentice outside the farm, and went over alone to get close.

   "What kind of magic props are used to suddenly give birth to such a magnificent residence in the wasteland."

  Henry looked at the scene in front of him with envy in his eyes.

  He guessed that there must be high-level bosses in this group of mages, at least starting from the fifth level.

  This guess made him a little uneasy.

  Mages have always been arrogant and withdrawn, especially senior mages, what they hate most is being disturbed by others.

  It is actually risky to rub against yourself in the past.

  However, this is the best way he can think of right now.

   Without the power of the Seven Saints Alliance, it was hard for him to imagine that he could suppress the wanderer and the poet in the negotiation.

  Henry's steps are not slow, but every step is heavy.

  He typed up the script in his stomach in advance, and thought out every kind of rhetoric.

   Soon he found a place worthy of surprise—

  There is no magic enchantment outside the tree house!

  This means that the mages inside are not against communicating with people outside.

  He plucked up the courage to go in, and soon, he saw a long magic table, on which most mages were eating and drinking, without any image at all.

  Henry breathed a sigh of relief.

  He didn’t dare to use detection spells to spy on the level of this group of people, but he could make a judgment based on common sense—

   These people should all be mage apprentices.

  Intermediate mages who are apprentices and above are unlikely to eat food so disregarding their image.

   Apprentice is much easier to say.

  Although there is still a huge gap in status between the two sides, they can more or less make up for it with their level advantage.

  Thinking so.

  Henry walked by the long magic table with a smile on his face.

  He tries to strike up a conversation with some mages.

   However, no one paid any attention to him.

A few minutes later.

  The smile on Henry's face became stiff.

  He felt very humiliated!

  I am also a level 15 mage anyway, so I am not taken seriously by others?

   can be very fast.

   This kind of humiliation turned into helplessness.

   He's actually used to it.

   This is the sorrow of the wild mage.

  No matter how high the level is, without organization, it is just empty talk.

  The mage world is a much more snobby world.

  Wild Mage means a series of problems such as poverty, backward magic means, scarcity of magic props, and lack of magic knowledge.

  Mages from the Alliance, even if they are apprentices, seldom look straight at wild mages.

  Henry once had a mage friend, and the two met to work together. In order to pass the assessment of the Seven Saints Alliance for the absorption and promotion of wild mages, they worked together for nearly three years.

  However, in that assessment.

  His friend went ashore.

  Henry himself lost the chance to become an alliance mage because of a one-point difference.

  He never recovered.

  Although that friend has been encouraging him and sharing his property with Henry, I hope he can persist for three years and take the exam again.

   Yet Henry turned her down.

  He left silently not long after.

  Wandering alone, he became a veritable wild mage.

   This kind of life is not bad, after all, no matter how humble a wild mage is, he is still a noble mage master in a slightly backward territory.

Gradually.

  Henry completely forgot the shame of being rejected by the league.

  I also buried her in my heart.

  Available today.

  When he met someone from the Seven Saints Alliance again.

  The sense of humiliation came to my heart again.

  He found himself still so powerless.

   In addition to gritted teeth.

  He can't do anything.

  "If one day I can control legendary power, I will definitely destroy all those who look down on me!"

  He stood aside with a stiff face, and his mind was crazy.

   Available in a moment.

   There was still a smile on his face.

  Because a handsome young mage walked towards him.

  The voice of the other party is also very gentle:

   "Hello, need help?"

  Henry was immediately flattered:

   "Oh no no no, I'm just coming over—I saw you guys landed here and I just wanted to come over and say hello."

  The young mage smiled and asked:

   "Is that so, are you a mage living nearby?"

  Henry wanted to tell the other party that he came from Hongtu Mountain, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly had an idea:

   "Yes, I am from Rolling Stone Town, and I am the newly appointed magic consultant in Rolling Stone Town. My name is Henry."

  After saying this sentence, Henry couldn't help but feel complacent.

  He frantically gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

  The reason why he temporarily changed his words was because he suddenly considered that the influence of Archmage Ronan should still be there, and that this group of people might have a natural affinity for the people of Rolling Stone Town.

  Anyway, he was just pretending to be powerful, and he didn't need to let these mages and the negotiators in Rolling Stone Town actually meet.

  In Henry's plan.

  He just needs to stay here for a while, and then let the people in Rolling Stone Town see that he came out of the tree house.

   As for whether they can win the support of the alliance mage.

  He never considered this issue.

  Because that's not realistic.

   "Rolling Stone Town? It seems to be very close."

   The young mage muttered to himself.

  Henry laughed and said:

   "It's very close, just to the north, by the way, what's your name?"

  The young mage said cheerfully:

   "My name is Matthew."

  Henry secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words.

   Matthew?

   It seems that I have never heard of it.

  According to the information on Hongtu Mountain, the most powerful person in Rolling Stone Town is a warlock named Zeller.

  Secondly, its lord Rhaegar is also unfathomable.

   In addition, there are rumors of a necromancer, and it is said that there are bone dragons, but everyone in Hongtu Mountain unanimously judges that it is false.

  Necromancers are all in White Rock City these years, even if there are bone dragons from White Rock City who come to Rolling Stone Town, it is impossible to stay for a long time.

  So he had never heard of Matthew's name at all.

  Henry's observation skills are very keen.

   Chat casually.

  He found that Matthew in front of him seemed to have a detached position among this group of mages.

  Before I stood here and no one paid attention to me.

  But after Matthew came over.

   Almost everyone glanced here from time to time while eating.

  This shows that Matthew is most likely the leader of this group of mage apprentices!

   "He may be a fifth-level mage, or have a lot of powerful props in his hands, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the origin of the magic carpet, tree house, and feast."

  Henry was envious and excited at the same time.

  He felt that he had seized the opportunity, so he chatted with Matthew with all his eloquence.

   Under Henry's deliberate flattery, Matthew was really amused by his witty words.

   Then several mages came over after finishing their meal.

  However, they all kept a considerable distance from Henry and Matthew.

  Only when Henry said something funny, they would smile reservedly, and they didn't laugh loudly.

   This scene perfectly fits Henry's guess about Matthew.

  He decided to hug this thigh tightly.

  Henry told several pornographic jokes one after another, and told some local customs and rural stories of Hongtu Mountain. Of course, these stories took place in Rolling Stone Town.

  Matthew listened attentively and asked some small questions from time to time.

  Henry always answered very cleverly.

  The relationship between the two quickly heated up.

   After chatting for a while, Henry took the opportunity to ask:

   "Mr. Matthew, what did you come to this remote place for?"

  Matthew replied:

   "Outing."

   "Don't you think the scenery here is very nice?"

  Henry nodded:

   "It is very good, but it is not the most beautiful here. There is a West Valley nearby, and the scenery there is truly beautiful."

   After saying this, he couldn't help but slap himself.

  Why is it the fastest to mention Xigu?

   There may be an army of red earth mountains stationed there!

   What if this group of mages just passed away as soon as they got interested? Isn't this causing trouble for yourself!

  In order to avoid talking too much, and Henry was thinking about the time, so he said:

   "I just saw you staying here, so I came here to pay a visit. In fact, I still have important things to do."

  Matthew was really fooled:

   "What is it? Is it more important than the conversation between you and me?"

  Henry was a little proud, but he still had a regretful expression on his face, and then said:

"It's not a big deal, it's just going to participate in a negotiation between mortals. It makes you laugh, we wild mages have to participate in the battle between lords, and we are far less comfortable than alliance mages like you .”

  Matthew thought for a while:

   "Do you want me to go with you?"

  Henry’s heart tightened, and he quickly refused:

   "No need, no need, don't bother your boss about this kind of thing, I'll go by myself."

  Unexpectedly, Matthew insisted:

"go together."

  Henry saw that the kindness was hard to turn down, and when he rolled his eyes, he followed the trend and said:

"All right."

  Seeing that Henry agreed, Matthew smiled and greeted the other mages:

   "Everyone, I need to go to participate in the negotiation between mortals, you can do it yourself."

  All mages immediately said in unison:

   "Master Matthew, walk slowly!"

   There are also a few mages who said graciously:

   "If there is anything we can use, please do so."

  Henry thought to himself when he saw this: This Matthew has a very high status and is approachable. He is a person worth making friends with.

   The two left the tree house and walked towards the interior of the farm.

   Didn't walk a few steps.

  Henry gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice:

   "Master Matthew? Can I pretend that I am also a member of the Seven Saints Alliance?"

   As he spoke, he stuffed a small cloth pocket into Matthew's hand.

  As soon as Matthew rubbed his hands, he knew that there were about a hundred gold coins inside.

  He thought for a while:

   "It's okay, as long as you and I are in the same group."

  Henry saw that Matthew was so easy to talk, he was overjoyed and said:

   "Of course we are together!"

   As he spoke, he led Matthew excitedly to the door of the negotiation site.

  The farm owner was taken aback when he saw Matthew, then lowered his head and remained silent.

  Henry didn't notice this.

   The two walked in directly.

  The scene in the room is not very elegant.

  A dozen people on the Hongtu Mountain side were tied to the ground with straw ropes.

   Jeffries is the worst.

  He was exposed by Lorraine for all the nasty things he did in the past, and now he has no place to be ashamed. He huddled in the corner by himself, with his head in his hands, as if he could feel the strange gaze from his younger brother every moment.

  But the three people in Rolling Stone Town are very flawed.

  Richard is leaning on a cane, his waist is straight, he doesn't seem to understand what it means to be tired;

   Zeller was sitting on a chair, closing his eyes and meditating, playing with a frog doll in his hand, and opened his eyes suddenly when he heard footsteps approaching;

   As for Lorraine.

  Lorland lay on the negotiating table in an enchanting figure, holding a small yellow book in his hand and watching intently.

  Heart-shaped chest hair protrudes from the wide neckline, adding a bit of masculinity to his bohemian stance.

  Henry saw this.

   Immediately shouted at the three of them:

   "Are you guys going too far?"

   "Do you know who I am? I'm from the Seven Saints Alliance! Why don't you let go of my people quickly!?"

  The three people in Rolling Stone Town looked at each other in dismay.

  Lorland jumped off the table with a carp, and he looked at Matthew curiously:

   "Are you some kind of trendy performance art?"

   Zeller looked at Henry solemnly:

   "Are you the real negotiator of Hongtu Mountain?"

  Richard's expression still looked serious at first, but after half a second, he couldn't stop laughing.

   "What are you laughing at?"

"what's so funny!"

  Henry is dissatisfied with authenticity.

  At this moment, Matthew pulled his sleeve kindly:

   "Come on, let's go and sit down."

   said.

  He insisted on pulling Henry and sat down at the negotiating table.

   It's just where the two sit.

  It is impressively on the same side as the Rolling Stone Town trio.

  Henry was completely surrounded. As soon as he sat down, he hurriedly reminded Matthew:

   "Sit upside down, sit upside down, our position is over there."

  Matthew patted him on the shoulder kindly:

   "I didn't sit backwards, my position is here."

   "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Matthew. I am the newly appointed magic consultant in Rolling Stone Town. I currently occupy the A1 position of the Seven Saints Alliance. Nice to meet you, Mr. Henry."

  Henry was taken aback when he heard this.

  There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

   Then his face was flushed, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"you you you…"

  His voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak smoothly no matter what.

   Matthew gave him some time to react.

   After a while, he asked:

   "Are you going to sit there?"

  He pointed to the position opposite the negotiating table.

   "Sit over?"

  Henry couldn't help but shivered.

  The next second, he suddenly slapped the table hard, and yelled at the dozen or so guys who were tightly **** with straw ropes:

   "Jeffries!

   And you ignorant rats!

  Go back and tell the lord—

   No, go back and tell that bratty yellow-mouthed kid!

   One day when I am Henry.

  You don't want to invade an inch of my territory in Rolling Stone Town!

   Don't even think about it! "

   Everyone looked at him dumbfounded.

  Henry ignored the burning shame on his face, turned around and bowed:

   "Dear Lord Matthew, just like what I said before, of course I am with you."

   "I, Henry, will always be with you!"

  …

A few minutes later.

   The dozen or so Hongtushan personnel headed by Jeffries were driven out of the West Valley Farm in embarrassment.

   Henry, who changed his camp in time, was left behind.

   Currently being interrogated by Zeller, Lorraine and Richard.

   Matthew would have liked to be involved, too.

   But soon he was bored—

  Henry's cooperation is too high.

  When Rolling Stone Town asks a question, he not only rushes to answer it, but can also answer it for more than ten minutes. As long as it is related to the question, he will give you a clear and comprehensive explanation.

   This is of course a good thing for Rolling Stone Town.

   But Matthew is kind of boring.

  He originally thought that Henry, who was also a necromancer, would resist, and he was even ready to instigate rebellion.

   Who knew it would be such a result!

   "Forget it, it's a good result to be a disappointment."

   Matthew left the negotiating hut bored.

   Soon after, Ekmond appeared on his way back to the treehouse.

   "How did the talk go?"

  His smiling eyes seemed to see through everything.

  Matthew knew that his deceitful deeds might be able to hide it from others, but Ekmond must be clear in his heart.

  He acquiesced without saying a word, for which Matthew was very grateful.

   "There should be a good result, thank you for your help."

  Matthew said sincerely.

  Ekmond waved his hand:

   "It's just a little effort."

  "The cloud of war has spread all over the continent of Aindor. Once the upsurge is set off, it is unknown when it will end."

   "About this issue, the alliance has discussed it many times, and the final result is—we will not take the initiative to interfere in the war of mortals. The mages in the alliance may participate in the war. Do you understand what it means?"

  Matthew nodded.

  Ekmond is very thorough—

  As a transcendent existence, the Seven Saints Alliance itself will not openly stand for a certain territory or city-state in this war craze.

  But the mages in the alliance can play freely.

  After the enfeoffment of a hundred cities.

  Almost every city-state on this continent has its own mage advisor or mage city lord.

  The alliance's non-interference approach may lead to the escalation of the war underneath.

   It may even affect the alliance.

  But as long as the war is still within the controllable range, the high-level alliance representatives represented by the Seven Saints will ignore it.

   "This round of war will also be an opportunity to achieve personnel replacement within the alliance. We need more fresh blood, and this continent also needs mild pain to stimulate more vitality."

  Ekmond said with emotion.

  Matthew didn't answer the call.

  He knew that the "slight stimulation" in Ekmond's mouth might be a disaster for some families and certain city-states.

  But objective laws cannot be avoided.

  The gods are eyeing this continent.

  The peace that lasted for hundreds of years after Tianlun Palace ascended to the palace is about to disappear forever.

   For posterity.

   It's just "history has turned a new page."

   Only those who are in it can truly feel the surging tide of the times.

   "By the way, I have a little discovery, let me show you."

   “It could be a safety hazard around Rolling Stone.”

  Ekmond opened a random door casually as he spoke.

   Two people go through any door.

   appeared in the West Valley.

  The scenery in front of me is indeed very beautiful, but the oncoming army is a bit unpleasant.

"who?"

  A soldier found the two.

  Ekmond seemed not to see him, just striding forward.

  Matthew followed suit step by step.

   Wisps of white light swayed from Ekmond's sleeve.

  Group hold technique!

in a blink.

   All soldiers in the temporary camp were fixed in place.

   There was an unlucky soldier who was drinking soup from a pot when he was pinned down, but at this moment he could only watch helplessly as the soup in the spoon slid down his mouth frantically.

  The chest and crotch are wet.

   Not long.

  The two of them arrived outside a tent in the center.

  Ekmond raised his eyelids.

  The cloth around the tent flew out one after another, leaving only a skeleton composed of a few ropes and some wooden boards.

  In it sat a stiff man in scarlet armor.

  He looks like a barrel man.

   As soon as Ekmond saw him, he immediately said:

   "Sure enough, it's "Dragon Puppet". "

   "If I'm not mistaken, the new lord of Hongtu Mountain is a red dragon!"

  …

  (end of this chapter)