A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 400 Who says everyone is one of our own?

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Matthew and Rhaegar walked into the door of the Lord's Mansion, and within a few steps, they bumped into Sif in the corridor leading to the original office hall.

 She was chatting with Mrs. Wesley.

Mrs. Wesley told her the story of how Rhaegar was looking for someone to see a doctor for her bad legs and feet, but met a quack doctor. Her legs were cured, but her head started to hurt again.

Sif listened with a smile on her face, nodding slightly from time to time. She still looked so well-behaved and lovable on the outside.

 “You’ve lost a lot of weight!”

Rhaegar stepped in front of Sif.

His mood is actually a bit excited, but overall he behaves quite calmly.

Mrs. Wesley next to her interjected:

“I am taller, so I look thinner.”

 Sif stood between the two of them, the smile on her face getting warmer.

 She took the initiative to hug Rhaegar.

 However, in the process of hugging.

 Her eyes fell on Matthew.

Matthew smiled back.

 Sif's eyes flashed with surprise.

But she hid this very well. After letting go, she spent most of her energy talking to Rhaegar.

　　and Matthew just said hello lightly.

Matthew wisely stood aside and chatted word by word with Mrs. Wesley, leaving enough space for the reunion of father and daughter.

 But in this process.

 He was also carefully observing Sif’s changes—

The rebellious spirit I felt when I left Rolling Stone seemed to have disappeared.

 She looked as well-behaved as she had at first.

 Sif was wearing a white floral dress today, looking like a cute girl next door.

It is worth mentioning that.

Matthew noticed that all the freckles on her face had disappeared and her skin had become fairer.

 As Mrs. Wesley said.

 She is a little taller - originally she was not short, only half a head shorter than Matthew, but now she is actually getting closer to Matthew in height!

This made Matthew feel a vague sense of pressure.

 Her hair also changed from brown-red to a darker burgundy.

  Matthew was sure she didn't dye her hair.

 Then it should be the effect after the Warlock's bloodline is awakened.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Matthew always felt that there was something hidden in Sif’s fluffy red hair.

 It seems like there is some kind of life form hiding inside.

 “It’s not like the companion devil Nini from before...”

 “It seems like...a little snake?”

Matthew is also difficult to pin down.

To him, Sif's body was shrouded in a layer of fog from beginning to end. This layer of fog blocked his perception. He couldn't even determine Sif's current strength and level at the first time!

 The blood of Baator is indeed the strongest bloodline in Purgatory.

Rhaegar looked like she had a lot to say to Sif.

 He took his daughter to the study room at the back to talk in detail.

Matthew was not disappointed. After saying hello to the two of them, he went to the office lobby to wander alone.

He originally just wanted to find a place to kill time, but unexpectedly he met Zeller here who was looking for something in a pile of documents.

 When Matthew passed by.

Zeller was bending over and coughing, flipping through the documents on the bookshelf quickly with both hands, and the focus of his eyes never left his hands.

“Your cough seems to be worse than before?”

“Don’t you really need to find a doctor?”

Matthew sat down on Rhaegar's desk and asked with some concern.

Zeller raised his head in surprise, and then a happy smile appeared on his face:

 “Are you back? Matthew?”

“Well, it’s time to come back...”

“As for my cough, didn’t I tell you before that it has nothing to do with the disease, and its root cause lies in my bloodline.”

Matthew said curiously:

“Is there anything wrong with the Amethyst Dragon’s bloodline?”

Zeller stretched, put a stack of documents from the bottom to the top, and then poured himself a glass of cold **** water.

 After drinking.

 His cough has eased slightly.

Matthew felt calmer.

 He ​​holds the realm of life and the realm of plague in his hands. With the most basic intuition, he can also determine that there is no problem with Zeller's life status, and it does not seem to be a disease.

It should be true as the other party said, it is a side effect of the warlock's bloodline.

“Bloodline Awakening gives the warlock extraordinary power to enjoy the benefits, but of course it also brings some disadvantages.”

Zeller explained slowly:

“Emotional ups and downs are only part of it. When it comes to personal aspects, every warlock will face different problems.”

“As I see it, every time I awaken a new ability or spell, there will be some extreme physical phenomena.”

“For example, this cough that lasted for a long time was mainly because my lungs and trachea were extremely itchy, as if something was about to grow.”

“When I went to bed last night, I dreamed that I had turned into a dragon, lying on a hill and breathing crazily. It felt so good, as if I could tear my itchy lungs directly with my hands.”

 “I’m probably going to have a dragon’s breath bag here…”

 He can only refer to his chest and neck.

Matthew finally felt relieved:

 “That’s a good thing.”

Zeller shook his head helplessly:

 “Not necessarily.”

“Many times, changes in bloodline may not bring complete benefits.”

“There are also warlocks who kill themselves during the awakening process, and the proportion of this group is not low.”

“Because there is no way to control the direction of awakening, some warlocks will actively limit their bloodline after maturity to ensure that the next awakening will not make them doomed.”

“Like me, there is indeed a situation where a dragon’s breath sac suddenly appears in the chest one day, and the lungs are squeezed and exploded..."

“But the probability of this happening is very low. I will pay attention to my physical condition at all times.”

 Matthew nodded slightly.

Zeller is a pretty reliable guy. As long as he doesn't encounter an unsolvable problem, he doesn't need anyone else to worry about him.

 So after chatting a few more topics about bloodline.

Matthew turned to ask:

 “How are the preparations for Rolling Stone Kingdom going?”

Zeller pointed to the newly added bookshelves next to him and said:

 “As you can see, it’s a mess.”

“To be honest, since the war, the city hall and I have been working overtime, but even if we are extremely busy, there are always countless things waiting for me to deal with every day.”

“There is a massive influx of people from surrounding territories, and we have insufficient management personnel and cannot keep up with the demand.”

"Look, this is the number of newly registered people, a total of 70,000 people! There are still some unregistered people. I estimate that the current population of Rolling Stone Town has exceeded 100,000."

“As long as these people wander around the city, they need food, water, work, clothing and housing.”

"During this period, there was a serious shortage of various materials in the town. The original handicraft workshop expanded its production several times, but it could never keep up with the increase in demand. Even the straw sandpaper used by the city hall to record data and documents was not enough. "

"As for various daily necessities, the Southern Magistrate Corps is willing to help us. They plan to build several golem factories in the new city, and the golems and constructs will be responsible for managing a series of assembly lines. This can provide new supplies for those who have joined Rolling Stone Town. The population provides jobs and can also meet the needs of production.”

“But the problem is that we need to provide the materials to build the golem factory ourselves. There are only two solutions at present, either to buy it from the alliance at a high price, or to continue to loan money to the Southern Magistrate Corps.”

“Last night Rhaegar and I calculated that we have already borrowed money for the new Rolling Stone City for sixty years…”

“Even if the golem factory can be launched, enough skilled workers can be recruited and trained, and raw materials are also a problem.”

"Let's take grass sandpaper as an example. This kind of paper needs to consume the skin of plants to make. Bamboo will also work, but there are not enough plants near Rolling Stone Town. Your woods have just grown, and the number is far away. not enough."

“Other necessities of raw materials are also in short supply.”

“There is also a big problem with currency. Many people reported that they did not have enough currency in their hands to conduct transactions. This is because we used alliance gold coins to conduct transactions.”

"But the number of alliance gold coins issued is not that large. It is difficult to meet the sudden expansion of trade demand. Now many places in the town have begun to barter, and some people take the opportunity to drive up prices, or issue some strange credit items as currency. replacement of."

"Not to mention sanitation issues. Rolling Stone Town has established a comprehensive system of sewers, dry toilets and fixed-point discharges a long time ago. The locals in the town have always abided by the rules, but outsiders are very uncomfortable with it. Many people even They don’t even know how to use dry toilets, and they still insist on defecating on the side of the road..."

Zeller vented his bitterness there.

 Matthew will also make a few comments of his own at the beginning.

 There was total silence after that.

He rubbed his temples:

 “Fortunately, I’m just a spell consultant!”

“…What I regret most in my life is agreeing to help Rhaegar!”

Zeller concluded with a wry smile:

“There is no precedent in the human history of Irondor for such a large population to be gathered in one place.”

“It’s really noisy with so many people packed into one city.”

 “Sometimes I really wish I could turn them all into frogs!”

Matthew could only say a few words of comfort.

 Then he quietly brought the topic to the founding ceremony.

Zeller seems less concerned about this:

“It’s just a process, it’s just a declaration ceremony.”

“Following the advice of the Southern Magistrate Corps, we sent invitation letters to many city-states on the east coast, some port cities in the north, the Troll Kingdom, Jade Cangting, the Ancient Land, and some other forces.”

"It is under the witness of these people that Ms. Qin Wuyue will crown Lei Jia as king. This is also a silent declaration - Lei Jia is the king, but the alliance is above the king."

"The ceremony will last about three days. The first day is a warm-up with various performances and celebrations. The second day is the official announcement. The third day will have more celebrations. Rega is still thinking He had some ideas to hold a tournament, but I severely rejected it."

 “If he comes to you about this, you must not support him!”

Zeller warned earnestly.

Matthew smiled and quickly stated that he would not support Rhaegar in holding a tourney.

This thing is just looking for trouble.

 And it costs more.

 “How’s it going over there?”

 “I heard that many elves died?”

Zeller asked. Matthew sighed lightly:

“It is indeed tragic, but it has nothing to do with us humans for the time being.”

Zeller nodded:

“That’s good, just stay safe out there and tell us if you need anything, although we may not be able to help you.”

 Matthew felt warm in his heart.

But he didn’t say much.

He has long regarded Rolling Stone as his home, and friends like Rhaegar and Zeller are as close as his own family.

 When Matthew was short of money.

  Basically, I borrow them from Rhaegar.

 At the moment, Rolling Stone’s finances seem to be a bit stretched.

Matthew thought about how he could help.

 At this time.

Zeller added:

"By the way, your subordinate Eugene once came to me. He said that he had solved the problem of demons around the forest, but he also said that the demons were not a lone army. There seemed to be a larger abyss to the east. More and more demons are pouring out of the cracks. Those demons are currently active near Apple Avenue, but they may also be close to our territory in the future. "

“I sent a group of scouts to investigate a few days ago, but there are no results yet.”

 Eugene?

Matthew then remembered that Eugene, the son of the forest, had led a team of men to exterminate the nearby demons.

 I haven’t been back to the oak forest for a long time.

 I actually forgot about it.

　　I didn’t expect there would be a follow-up.

 “I’ll go over and have a look soon.”

Matthew said.

The area near Apple Avenue seems to be the territory of Mulan, the Shield of Gemstone Mountain.

　　The Terror Lord that Mulan killed before.

Are those demons here to seek revenge?

 He and Zeller continued talking for a while.

 It didn’t take long.

 A bright figure came to the two of them.

 “Matthew?”

 “Shall we go for a walk in the garden?”

 Sif seems to have taken care of Rhaegar.

 She came to Matthew with a smile and extended an invitation generously.

Zeller next to him lowered his head silently and continued to look for the lost files.

 It was just a cough that had just subsided.

 It seems to have become heavier again.

 …

The garden that Sif mentioned refers to the small garden behind the lord's guard camp next door.

Matthew has been to this camp several times before, but he never noticed that there is something special about the courtyard behind the portal.

 It was a summer afternoon, and the sun was scorching.

 The top of the garden is covered with strips of green creeping vines, but it is quite shady underneath.

 This place probably hasn’t been taken care of for a long time.

 The path is covered with wild flowers of various colors, but it also has a unique scenery.

The two walked for a while, but neither of them spoke.

 See the atmosphere becomes a little subtle.

Matthew then took the initiative to ask Sif about her life in the Warlock Academy.

Sif replied naturally:

"Is boring."

"The teacher didn't let me have contact with other warlocks. She told me that a warlock must learn to be alone. Once he encounters a crowd, he must become the focus of the crowd. Only in this way can he live his life, otherwise he will become a vassal of others. ”

“Warlocks are mutually exclusive, and there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Therefore, each student in the Warlock Academy has a separate space for activities. Even if we want to make friends, we will not get along with our peers.”

 “I also have a few friends in the academy, but they are all mages.”

Warlocks still have this saying?

 Matthew thought for a while.

This seems reasonable, after all, warlocks are guys who rely on charm.

 Two people with similar charms are together.

 It is easy to misfire.

“I thought the lives of mages would be exciting, but after personal experience, I discovered that their lives are more boring than ours.”

 Sif said a little embarrassedly:

“At the beginning, I felt that I wanted to make progress, so I often attended various classes given by mages. Later, I fell asleep in class for a long time and didn’t go there much.”

“My life in college is very monotonous. I have to sleep 10, no, even 12 hours a day.”

"The teacher hopes that I can activate the potential of my bloodline, but I feel that I can't..."

 Speaking of which.

She suddenly slowed down and looked up at Matthew:

 “Do you think I’ve become more beautiful?”

Matthew blurted out without hesitation:

"certainly."

 “You are much more beautiful than before.”

 This is of course true.

  The transformation of Sif's body by the blood of Baator is obvious, but the most important thing is the improvement in her charm.

 Sif now—

　　Matthew felt that her charm had surpassed his own!

But he also noticed it.

Sif came back this time. Although she always had a smile on her face, there was also a melancholy look in her brows that only adults can have.

 She doesn’t seem to be as happy as she looks.

 “Then you mean I wasn’t beautiful before?”

 Sif pursed her lips.

 Matthew was silent.

Before he could think of the words, Sif smiled herself:

"Kidding!"

 “You don’t have to answer such boring questions!”

“And I also know that I was not beautiful enough before, and I am not beautiful enough now!”

“The teacher said that if you want to become an outstanding warlock, you must use various means to make yourself more beautiful.”

 Said.

 She suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Matthew.

 A faint fragrance entered Matthew's mouth and nose.

Her deep, starry eyes met Matthew's, and her voice became extremely soft:

 “So, Matthew…”

 “Would you like to help me become more beautiful?”

 Her upper body fell down.

Matthew subconsciously reached out his hand, but he just happened to wrap his arms around that weak and boneless waist.

"Um?"

 Sif hummed softly.

at the same time.

  The prey mark on Matthew's waist also became hot.

"etc!"

 Matthew's body suddenly became tense.

 Almost at the same time.

Sif suddenly threw away Matthew. Her figure was as fast as lightning, and she rushed into the flowers behind her in just an instant.

Snapped!

 Her movements were so fast that a series of afterimages appeared.

 When Matthew's eyes were focused again.

 Sif has an extra butterfly in her hand!

The poor butterfly was caught in her hand, and it was squeezed and twisted in an instant!

 “Who’s peeking?”

 Sif's voice was filled with a hint of indescribable terror.

The voice fell.

That butterfly suddenly split into countless pieces.

 They flew out of Sif's palm and landed on the path next to her.

　　followed by.

 A woman with an extremely hot figure appeared in front of the two of them:

 “I’m sorry to disturb your interest.”

 “You can continue, I will pretend not to see it.”

“Of course, if you have fun and invite me to join, I will also consider it.”

 “Who said everyone is one of their own?”

Matthew stared at the figure with a solemn expression.

He felt that this woman seemed familiar.

Sifu next to her blurted out in surprise:

"aunt?"

 At this time.

 The news came from the data column belatedly.

 …

“Warning: You encounter the bloodthirsty succubus Luticia (legendary devil/current queen of the Blood Flag Kingdom)”

 …

I owe 2K, so I’ll make it up tomorrow!

 (End of this chapter)