A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

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Matthew was puzzled.

Rheagar yawned.

"Is there a possibility that you've been too busy recently?

"I've talked to you about the preparatory work in this area before."

Matthew rubbed his hands awkwardly.

"But I didn't expect it to be implemented so quickly."

Zeller smiled and explained,

"It's all settled. It's all thanks to the pressure from the Seven Saint Alliance that things have been so smooth.

" Currently, the territory of the Rolling Stone Kingdom includes the Moss Green Hills, the High Leaf Territory, the Red Mountain, the Golden Fertile Field, and the Rolling Stone Town.

" The other three territories were not out of our expectations. The fact that the Frogmen Tribe in the Moss Hills wanted to join us was surprising, but it's a good thing.

" Since last week, we have been using the Rolling Stone Kingdom as an official announcement. The expansion of Rolling Stone Town is also in progress. It is estimated that the expansion in the northwest direction will be completed in the first half of next year or the second half of next year. At that time, we will have the initial framework of Rolling Stone City.

" Then, in the summer or winter of the year after next, the Rolling Stone Kingdom will be officially announced to the public. The middle-aged man in pyjamas reading the newspaper in front of you will also become the first human king of this land."

Zeller briefly explained the plan for the establishment of the Rolling Stone Kingdom.

Matthew nodded repeatedly after listening.

Although he didn't know much about this, Zeller's ability in internal affairs was impeccable. He gave people a feeling of admiration after listening to him.

"So it will only be officially established the year after next."

Matthew heaved a sigh of relief.

"I thought I had travelled through time and missed the kingdom's founding celebration."

Rheagar blinked.

" Based on how busy you are right now, it's indeed possible that you'll travel through time one day in the future and miss out on something important.

"But perhaps this is what mages are like.

" The Great Wizard Ronan was like this in the past. I hope that on the day the kingdom is established, you can at least send a clone or mirror image over. That would be our greatest honour."

Matthew couldn't be bothered to bicker with the eccentric Rheagar.

He pointed at the second heir's name and asked,

"I thought Patton would be ahead of Blake."

Zeller said,

" That was the original plan, but after Ms. Liz learned of this, she persuaded Rheagar.

"She told us that Blake had no intention of becoming a lord. After that, under her mediation, Blake signed an agreement to give up his inheritance rights and automatically postpone it. This agreement is still confidential for the time being, and Little Patton doesn't know about it.

"The meaning of this is actually to make it look better on the surface and conform to the rules. After all, many factions on this continent place a lot of importance on seniority when passing on power."

Matthew nodded.

"But I'm an outsider. It doesn't seem appropriate for me to become the fourth heir without doing anything, right?"

Rheagar impatiently raised the newspaper and shouted,

" It's just an autograph. Why are you so wishy-washy?!

"I don't care? What do you care about?

"Madam Wesley, a pot of coffee!"

Before he finished speaking.

The elderly Madam Wesley walked in with a coffee pot.

As she walked, she smiled and said,

"I guessed that you should be shouting at me at this time.

"Look, Rheagar, I told you I knew you like the back of my hand, but you didn't admit it yesterday!

"Even if you just move your butt, I can tell if you want to fart or if your butt is just itchy."

Rheagar's face darkened.

He wordlessly took Madam Wesley's coffee, but he didn't drink it immediately. Instead, he turned to Matthew and said,

"Actually, signing this confirmation letter is just a formality. I think I can live a long time-maybe longer than you!"

Madam Wesley put down her tray and interrupted,

"Don't listen to Rheagar's stubborn words.

"When he was drawing up this list, his mood was very changeable.

" He was worried that Rolling Stone Town would fall apart after he passed away."

Rheagar didn't refute Madam Wesley, which was rare, but went on,

"So, will you?"

He asked the three of them seriously.

"What if that day really comes?

"If I die, will Rolling Stone Town also be burned down?"

Matthew and Zeller remained silent.

Obviously, no one could answer this question.

Only Madam Wesley smiled nonchalantly.

" Don't joke around, child. When I lost my husband, I felt like the sky was falling, but the days are still coming.

"This world will not stagnate without anyone.

"Even if I admit that you are indeed a rare good Overlord…"

As she spoke, she took the cleaning tools and walked into the room.

Rheagar heaved a sigh of relief.

However, an inexplicable melancholy appeared on his face.

He seemed to want to say something.

But he was interrupted by Madam Wesley, who had just entered the room.

"Rheagar, next time you use sword oil, can you not dirty the restroom?

" Ever since Sif left, you've become more and more unruly!

"Can't your lover serve you in the bedroom?"

Rheagar coughed violently.

"Leave it there. I'll clean it myself!"

"Come on!

Madam Wesley shouted loudly,

"I won't let you find an excuse to fire me!"