The necromancer just wants to plant trees

Chapter 305 Fireworks above Rolling Stone Town

…

Before Matthew could speak, Oluolin had already reacted.

He stared at Matthew with wide eyes, and then began to look around:

"Matthew?!!! Where is this?"

"etc!"

His expression suddenly became extremely serious:

"Is there some strange connection between us?"

Matthew coughed and said a little embarrassedly:

"I think it's a contract..."

Oluolin's eyes widened even more:

"contract?"

"When did we sign the contract?"

"And didn't you say I could refuse?"

Matthew scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.

Oluolin looked at him with a look of resentment:

"I knew the Necromancer was not a good person, so why did you lie to me?"

"So, am I your baby now?"

Matthew was stunned for a moment:

"Baby? What baby?"

Eurolin blinked:

"Isn't that the word usually used to refer to summons?"

"I often hear them refer to the necromancer's summons as babies..."

Matthew trembled:

"Who did you hear that from? Where did you hear it?"

Call the summoned object a baby.

Isn't this a term used in the online games that Matthew played in his previous life?

Olorin waved his hand uncertainly:

"I don't know, maybe I heard it when I was sleeping? I often have dreams when I sleep, and many people yell at me in the dreams. Those dreams are usually very real - but I am sure that they are dreams!"

Matthew asked doubtfully:

"How are you sure?"

Eurolin said confidently:

"Because I tested it repeatedly in those dreams, and there was no pain at all! Hahaha!"

Matthew thought for a moment and reminded him kindly:

"As far as I know, you are now a lich."

"So theoretically, you won't feel pain even in the real world. How about you try it now?"

O'Loughlin looked doubtful.

After a while.

Still under Matthew's gaze, he picked up a stone from the side, and then smashed it against his knee!

There was a crisp thud.

Matthew's eyelids twitched and his pupils shrank.

Then came the sound of shattering——

The stone shattered.

O'Loughlin's knee is fine.

The dead brother seemed a little unacceptable. He staggered back two steps and tried to find a reason for himself:

"Is there a possibility that I have slept for too long and my legs are numb from sleep?"

Matthew cleared his throat and carefully sorted it out for him:

"First of all, I can now confirm that you are a lich."

"Secondly, the people of the Hades Cult sneak into Fan Zijue's territory with great fanfare. They will never be invincible. You must know that they are mortal enemies - they are here for you. Almost 90% of them are the prophets of death. Nine is who you are.”

"You can't remember these things now. It's possible that you just lost a memory."

"This memory may have been lost by you on your own initiative, or it may have been sealed by someone else."

Olorin said reluctantly:

"Maybe I fell asleep and didn't think about it for the time being."

Matthew nodded slightly:

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Olorin shrugged, and then sighed deeply:

"Wouldn't it be better to be confused? Being awake will only make it more painful!"

Then his eyes focused on Matthew again:

"So what are you going to do to me now?"

"I heard that many necromancers would do some very outrageous things to their babies..."

Matthew was about to answer, but at this moment he suddenly noticed two heads, one big and one small, popping up in the woods——

It's Bobo and Lumière.

What are these two people doing?

Eavesdropping?

Matthew was unimpressed.

He tried to clarify to O'Loughlin:

"I won't do anything extreme."

Eurolin looked even more uneasy:

"I haven't even mentioned the outrageous things, but you already know them! This shows that you have indeed thought about them!"

Matthew's forehead darkened.

He reassured Orolin a little. Then he quickly explained the whole story:

"...That's probably it. I summoned you by mistake because of a ritual I prepared to summon a lich."

"Maybe this is fate."

Olorin tilted his head:

"fate?"

"Does this word mean very unlucky?"

Matthew shrugged:

"It's not impossible for you to understand it this way."

"It was indeed an accident anyway."

"Although you are already my summon, because of your high status and level, we are actually on a relatively equal footing."

"I cannot forcefully summon you. If you want, you can even summon me in turn. Of course, I can also refuse your summoning request."

To reassure Orolin.

Matthew explained the contract signed between the two in more detail.

He wasn't lying.

The summoning contract between Olorin and Matthew is the most equal one.

Second only to Matthew and Paige’s partnership contract.

In Matthew's summon data.

Olorin's attributes and related information are question marks.

Matthew knew nothing except that this guy was good at rubbing fireballs.

This means that Orolin maintains a high degree of independence.

As for attributes such as loyalty, there are none.

This is probably because Oluolin's spirituality is too high.

To this extent.

Loyalty can no longer be used to measure the relationship between a summon and the Necromancer.

The two parties get along more like friends than superiors and subordinates.

"In short, what you were before will be what you will be in the future."

Matthew emphasized:

"If you don't want to, I won't summon you easily."

"But when I need it, I hope you can come and help me. If necessary, I also hope you can help me reach the necropolis through reverse summoning."

"If you have any needs for money or other materials, you can tell me. You can negotiate with me or other people in the cemetery..."

Olorin breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing this.

Immediately he said a little shyly:

"Can I still summon you?"

"I'm so embarrassed, you have become my baby."

"So we're each other's babies, right?"

Matthew was about to answer.

As a result, I felt two strange eyes on the other side of the woods.

He looked back.

Good guy, there are two more people peeping——

It was Loren and Carmela.

He quickly realized that there might have been a misunderstanding.

So he solemnly stretched out a palm and made a prohibitive gesture towards Oluolin:

"Don't say you are my baby anymore."

"Change the word."

"Just use professional pronouns."

Oluolin thought for a while:

"Okay, I listen to you!"

Matthew's expression softened, and then he reminded:

"I won't have any impact on your life here."

"I promise."

"What you should be worried about now is those people from the Hades Cult."

"What did they do after I left?"

O'Loughlin said immediately:

"They forcibly handed me a stick."

"Require me to catch that thing."

"Say that if you do this, I will regain my memory."

"Of course I refused!"

Matthew frowned:

"Are you afraid it's a trap?"

Olorin shook his head decisively and said:

"No, I just don't want to. Will I still be who I am after I regain my memory?"

"I have a hunch - I choose to forget the past, just to live a better life."

"I just want to lie down now."

"If my memory is restored, I may lose the opportunity to continue lying down. I may be troubled by many worries and not be as carefree as I am now."

"Perhaps this is a little irresponsible and a little too cowardly."

“But it’s really comfortable!”

Matthew was speechless.

O'Loughlin's approach is obviously not right, but you can hardly accuse it of being wrong.

"So what are you going to do with those people?"

"I heard that the Hades Cult are not good people. They have recently become famous on the east coast and have committed several heinous cases."

Matthew said seriously.

Assassins from the Cult of Hades had entered Rolling Stone Town before, but they were easily dealt with by Silver Snake.

This group of people is still secretly stealing souls.

It was a thorn in Fan Zijue's side.

With Viscount Fan's strength in the Demonic Realm of Ravenloft, he still cannot directly destroy the Hades Cult, which shows that this organization has something.

Eurolin sighed when he heard this and said:

"I don't want to hurt them, and I don't want to be hurt by them."

"By the way, how long does your summoning spell last?"

Matthew did the math:

"Theoretically, you can stay here forever."

"But as time goes by, you may lose the mark of the Demon Realm of Ravenloft, and it will be difficult to go back. Therefore, it is best for you to go back within three years at most."

Eurolin's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Three years?!"

"That's enough for me to sleep!"

"If you can provide me with a quiet place, I can just lie there!"

"As for those people from Hades, leave it to me three years from now to have a headache. It has nothing to do with me now!"

Matthew was a little funny.

However, he still nodded seriously and said:

"Can."

"I'll have a room assigned to you in my cemetery."

O'Loughlin thanked him politely:

"Thank you."

"If you need my help, I will try my best to be a competent baby!"

"But I'm not very good at fighting, and my spells can only throw fireballs."

"Just don't put too much hope in me."

Having said this.

Olorin began to yawn vigorously.

Matthew immediately called the white ghost Ali:

"Find a quiet room for Mr. Lich. It must be quiet and people in the cemetery should not disturb him."

"yes!"

Ali responded enthusiastically.

He was previously appointed by Matthew as the head of the cemetery's internal affairs, and now he has been promoted to White Ghost. His strength has greatly increased, and his future is bright. This is when he is at his most motivated.

Now he led Oluolin towards the cemetery:

"There are some ready-made rooms. I'll take you there to take a look first."

"If you are not satisfied, you can ask the troll Xinwak and the zombies to help build a new room in the designated area."

"By the way, do you need furniture?"

Oluolin looked a little flattered and waved his hands quickly:

"No, no, no, just a coffin."

Ali breathed a sigh of relief:

"These are the most abundant in the cemetery. There are stone coffins and wooden coffins. Which one do you want?"

Eurolin replied as he walked:

"Sarcophagus."

"It's best if the coffin lid is heavy so that once it's closed it can never be opened. That would be perfect."

Ali recalled:

"There are still some stones in the quarry on the first floor. If you want a heavier coffin lid, you can weigh several stones on top."

Eurolin burst into tears of gratitude:

"Thank you very much!"

The two walked from the first underground floor to the third underground floor.

O'Loughlin looked at some rooms, but was not particularly satisfied with any of them.

The end.

Olorin pointed to a sunken gap not far outside the cemetery and said:

"There seems to be a hole there."

"Can you put the coffin in that hole?"

"I'll just sleep in there!"

Ali thought for a while:

"Can."

"I'll find someone to make arrangements for you."

Half an hour later.

Four zombies carried a heavy sarcophagus and pushed it into the narrow gap bit by bit.

Until the sarcophagus was completely submerged.

Only then did Oluolin's dull and thin voice come out from inside:

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Please tell Matthew, see you in three years!"

After a while.

There was no sound in the coffin.

Upon seeing this, the white ghost left with the zombies.

But not long after.

Dark red lights lit up deep in the gap.

Then came the whispers of the monsters in the shadows:

"what happened?"

"Why is the tunnel we finally dug secretly blocked?"

"Is it still a coffin?"

"Hurry and report to the leader, the plan to attack the Death Fear Cemetery may be delayed!"

…

The Demon Realm of Ravenloft, large tombs, and narrow tombs.

The people of Hades Cult were looking at each other with big eyes.

"Did I read it correctly just now? Is that the summoning circle?"

A young woman with a good face asked in disbelief:

"Who summoned the Death Prophet in front of us?"

The expressions of the others were similar to hers.

The woman said again:

"And why has the Death Prophet been unwilling to accept this scepter?"

"He looks just like an ordinary person..."

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man holding the scepter in his hand scolded coldly:

"Don't question the strong at will!"

"This is an iron rule for ordinary people to survive in this world. I have taught you many times! Have you forgotten?"

The woman lowered her head unhappily.

"We don't have to wonder what happened to the Death Prophet."

"We don't need to try to understand what he meant by what he said."

"We just need to prove our sincerity with actions!"

The middle-aged man said calmly:

"The Death Prophet is on the same level as Viscount Fan. Do you think someone can summon Viscount Fan?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The middle-aged man sneered:

"That's it, besides the fallen God of Death, who can summon the Death Prophet?"

"In my opinion, he summoned himself and pretended to leave."

"Maybe this is just a test."

"And what we have to do is actually very simple, just wait here!"

Everyone nodded, and some started to flatter him:

"The boss is wise!"

"You're so right!"

"Boss Fisher's few casual suggestions will be enough for us to benefit from for a lifetime!"

The middle-aged man sat on the pile of bones with a firm expression:

"wait."

"There's no way he won't come back forever, right?"

The others also sat down.

Narrow tomb.

There fell into a long silence.

…

In the woods.

After watching Orolin leave, Matthew immediately caught out the four people who were peeping.

All four of them went to Rhaegar's Mudung dinner.

But they all return early.

Among them, Carmela said that she was just passing by. She and Lorraine had a heated debate over a major issue before, and then they walked into the woods unknowingly.

So after saying hello to Matthew, she returned to town.

As a guest invited by Rhaegar.

Carmela has her own private room in the official inn and does not have to live in a shabby cemetery for a long time.

After a quick exchange of greetings with Matthew, Loren and Matthew strode toward the cemetery.

He has to go back to work on the manuscript.

"Are all bards so busy?"

Bobo looked at Luolan's back curiously:

"And in this weather, he has even exposed his chest hair. Isn't he not cold at all?"

Matthew smiled and looked at Bobo, whose face was flushed:

"How was the party?"

Bobo nodded vigorously:

"The food is delicious!"

"I also met that funny uncle. He let me eat whatever I wanted. In return for his delicious food, I promised to set off fireworks for him after a while!"

When she said these words, she had a vague tongue.

Matthew lowered his head and sniffed.

Sure enough, he smelled of alcohol.

He looked like Lumiere.

The latter said helplessly:

"She drank a lot, and I couldn't stop her with just one hand."

"She continued to hit people after drinking, so I had to take her back first, but she looks much sober now."

Bobo still put her hands behind her back, she said a little embarrassedly:

"Hey hey hey..."

"Normally they don't let me drink, saying that drinking will cause trouble. I understand this, but it's different today. It's a rare opportunity, so I will definitely drink more."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but burp.

"By the way, Matthew, I heard that funny uncle say that you have a lot of wine made from mushrooms at home. Can you let me have a sip or two?"

Bobo looked at Matthew expectantly:

"Just a bite or a few drops will do!"

Matthew said angrily:

"What you need now is something to sober up, rather than continue to get yourself drunk."

"Alcohol is the natural enemy of spell casters, and artificers are also considered spell casters in a sense, right?"

Bobo immediately widened his eyes, raised his fists and argued with him:

"We are not spell casters!"

“You can say that we are inventors, engineers, and bomb maniacs—even if you say that we are terrorists, you can’t say that we are spellcasters!”

"How can the boring and rigid assembly line spellcasting be compared with the exquisite mechanical creations?"

"Matthew, you are somewhat ignorant."

"You just met the good-tempered Bobo, and a bad-tempered mechanic would fight you to the death!"

She looked a little drunk.

I didn’t expect Bobo to look like this after being drunk.

Matthew only felt funny in his heart.

Naturally, he didn't bother to argue with her.

"Let's go, let's take him to the mushroom garden and let Dudley and Hasman help her sober up..."

Matthew looked up and said to Lumiere.

The two are getting ready for action.

But at this time.

Bobo's helmet suddenly emitted a series of beeps!

Immediately afterwards.

A series of electric currents pulsed violently on the helmet!

If Matthew and Lumiere hadn't been able to dodge quickly.

The two of them are about to be hit by that powerful current!

Under the stimulation of that current.

Bobo suddenly woke up from half of his wine.

She patted her round belly and shouted with horror in her eyes:

"It's broken, something went wrong during the exercise!"

Matthew saw the lightning disappear.

This is the step forward:

"What happened?"

Bobo's eyes became much clearer:

"I don't know. The information transmitted is limited, and it seems to be related to the hunter's clan!"

"I must rush there immediately!"

"I'll send someone to pick you up after I've taken care of the drill."

she said to Lumiere.

Finished.

She then opened her short legs and ran towards the direction of the Mechanical Titan!

Matthew followed.

He threw out a magic carpet, then pulled Bobo onto the magic carpet, and the two of them headed north.

"I will go with you."

Matthew said calmly:

"Do you have the coordinates?"

"I can use magic to teleport there."

Bobo shook his head:

"There are no specific coordinates, and even if there were, the lady wouldn't be able to sit in the portal."

"I have to drive the lady over."

"You can sit in the passenger seat."

Matthew nodded.

The two came to the huge mechanical creation. Bobo patted his helmet lightly, and the mechanical Titan's cockpit protective cover popped open again.

Immediately afterwards.

An extremely long electric folding staircase automatically winds its way downwards.

Matthew simply controlled the magic carpet and flew towards the cockpit.

But at this time.

A tall figure suddenly jumped up on the snow.

Then he landed firmly on the magic carpet.

"Add me one more, I can still fight."

Lumiere said with firm eyes.

As if he was afraid that he would not be able to convince the other party, he deliberately turned to Matthew and said:

"I will act by ear and will not be reckless."

Matthew was a little embarrassed.

Lumiere has already said so, and it would be bad to refuse him again.

So he nodded:

"Be careful."

But at this time Bobo said:

"There's no room left."

Lumiere wondered:

"Can't you give me a squeeze?"

"I think it's pretty big inside."

he asked, pointing to the cockpit.

Bobo shook his head:

"During high-speed flight, other parts of the cockpit may be folded and compressed."

"Except for the driver's seat, no one can be crowded anywhere else, otherwise someone may be killed..."

Matthew asked:

"No trunk?"

Bobo looked at him silently:

"Just the fuel tank."

"All right."

Matthew shrugged, just enough to use this as an excuse to persuade Lumiere.

But Lumière's attitude was quite firm.

He suddenly jumped down.

Then a hand hung on the mecha's ankle!

"Just take off and I'll hang on below, nothing will happen to you."

he said with unusual firmness.

Matthew wanted to say something more, but he was pushed into the cockpit by Bobo.

"fasten your seatbelt!"

Bobo sat in his seat and buttoned up a few buttons skillfully.

Matthew follows suit.

After buckling his seat belt, he immediately took out the Yuluo coin from his pocket and popped it out:

"Take the Lumiere and put it in your coat pocket. It will save your life if you fall."

soon.

Lumiere's slightly excited voice came from underneath the mecha:

"Put it away."

Bobo shook his head, and then quickly started operating on the console.

Countdown after ten seconds.

The cockpit's protective cover slowly closed.

Various indicator lights flashed in front of Matthew, and he looked at everything around him with great curiosity.

"I bet he would fall after 3 kilometers at most."

Bobo hummed softly:

"It's also the big man's luck."

"He may be the first human to experience the power of a lady!"

The words fell.

A huge roar sounded.

The powerful heat wave pushed the mechanical Titan up into the sky, and an uncomfortable pushing feeling hit Matthew's heart.

His whole body seemed to be pressed against the passenger's chair!

Fortunately, this process did not last long.

After the Mechanical Titan completes its takeoff.

He quickly switched to a flying posture.

"How long does it take to fly from here to Yunshang Plateau?"

Matthew asked curiously.

"Half an hour at most, faster than a giant dragon!"

Bobo pushed an operating lever triumphantly.

But it was just halfway pushed.

She suddenly shouted as if waking up from a dream:

"By the way, I promised that funny uncle that I would set off a firework at the end of his dinner!"

Matthew immediately said:

"Fireworks can be set off at any time, the drill is more important!"

Bobo shook his head heavily:

"No, I always do what I say."

"It doesn't matter, just delay it for two minutes at most!"

After saying that, she pulled the steering column sharply.

The Mechanical Titan flew over Rolling Stone Town without looking back.

…

Official post house.

Dinner scene.

A group of people walked out of the hall surrounded by Rega. They came to the open-air courtyard and prepared to watch the fireworks, a traditional item of the Mudong Festival dinner.

In previous years, the fireworks were all arranged by Master Ronan.

This year, Matthew purchased the fireworks scrolls from the Alliance Mall. All of these scrolls were given to Rega, allowing him to arrange them freely.

Those attending the dinner were all the future dignitaries of the Rolling Stone Kingdom, as well as a few people who had their own ideas.

But at least on the surface.

Everyone seems to be smiling.

A group of people walked and talked.

The one with the loudest voice was a middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes:

"It's such a pity that Matthew didn't come here today!"

"I have known for a long time that he is a very reliable young man. If I had a daughter, I would have married her to Matthew long ago!"

"It's a pity that I only have two sons..."

The speaker was Ms. Lizzie, one of the five-person committee.

As Rhaegar's distant cousin.

Since Brad and Patton officially became the future heirs of the Rolling Stones Kingdom.

Liz's status has also risen with the tide.

Even the way he speaks is different from before.

With Matthew's current reputation in Rolling Stone Town, as soon as she said this, many people naturally responded.

However, there were also some discordant voices among the crowd.

A young man wearing a purple tuxedo holding a goblet said with a smile:

"It is indeed a pity for all of us that we were not able to see the legendary tree-planting mage today."

"But I originally thought that in addition to the tree planting mage, there should be some other masters in Rolling Stone Town."

"I was a little disappointed with the results."

"At the dinner just now, I even met a greedy wild girl and her guard who had a broken hand. It was really shocking that these two people showed up at the dinner with their rude temperament."

"But I think they are not locals from Rolling Stone Town. Maybe they came here to eat and drink, right?"

There was a hint of irony in the young man's laughter.

The noise present suddenly stopped.

However, others did not speak to refute him.

Because he is the bloodline heir left by the original lord of Red Earth Mountain.

besides.

It is said that he is also a powerful trickster.

If it weren't for the Battle of Moss Green Hills, the momentum in Rolling Stone Town would have been too great.

The land of Red Earth Mountain may be what he has in his pocket.

even so.

In the agreement signed by the Seven Saints Alliance on the Rolling Stone Kingdom.

The young man also retained some autonomy from his fiefdom south of the Red Earth Mountains.

Therefore, he was one of the few people present who did not need to flatter Rhaegar.

"The wild girl you mentioned is called Bobo, and the guard with a broken arm is called Lumiere. They are both my friends."

Rhaegar replied calmly:

"how?"

"Did the two of them offend you?"

The young man pretended to be surprised and said:

"Is he actually your friend?"

"That's okay."

He changed the subject:

"We in the south will have the tradition of setting off fireworks during the Mudong Festival in the future. Of course, the finale of the fireworks will definitely be set off by you, Mayor Lei Jia."

"But it's not the time yet. It's boring for everyone to wait."

"I just brought magic fireworks with the characteristics of Red Clay Mountain. If you don't mind, I will make a fool of myself."

The provocation of the young man was palpable.

Rega was very calm:

"Let it go."

The young man immediately clapped his hands, and the two mage apprentices who had been prepared trotted all the way to the open space next to them.

Immediately afterwards.

Rays of dark red magic light rushed into the sky.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by loud sounds.

One after another, extremely brilliant and beautiful magic fireworks bloomed above Rolling Stone Town!

Everyone was pointing and pointing below.

Although they had strong objections to this young man, they had to admit that the magic fireworks he brought were indeed much more exquisite than those set off by Rolling Stone itself in previous years.

The two don't even seem to be from the same era!

I heard everyone whispering.

A proud smile appeared on the young man's face.

He was about to say something.

But at this time.

A violent roar came from the east!

The sound like the roar of a giant dragon directly drowned out the sound of all the fireworks.

Immediately afterwards.

In everyone's surprised eyes.

An indescribable mechanical behemoth hovers above Rolling Stone Town!

"Uncle Rhaegar."

"The fireworks promised to you have been delivered!"