A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Even if it was only for himself, it could also have the effect of a life-saving spell!

Take the spell of care as an example.

Considering Matthew had the ability to upgrade spells.

This spell was the effect of a peak Tier 5 spell.

If he suddenly used this spell on himself at a critical moment, in the perception of others, he would be equivalent to turning from an annoying enemy into a disgusting pile of faeces that emitted a strong stench.

Or something even more disgusting!

Under such circumstances, most creatures were unable to resist their instincts.

They would stay far away.

This was just one of the scenarios where the Disgust Spell could be used.

From this, one could see the potential of this spell.

"I heard that there was an evil mage who had been single for many years. In order to take revenge on his love rival who took away the person he liked, he especially went to learn the Disgust Spell.

" And on the day of their wedding, he secretly used this spell. The bride suddenly broke down and cried as she fled the wedding scene.

" After that, the evil mage found the bride in satisfaction and confessed his love to her, forcing the bride to choose between herself and the groom. Who knew that the bride would eventually choose the groom despite the effects of the spell…From this, it can be seen that spells are not omnipotent."

He recalled an allusion he saw when he was learning this spell.

Matthew couldn't help but feel emotional.

Of course, he was more interested in:

" How ugly is that evil mage that he can't even beat the groom who has been cast with the Disgust Spell?"

..

A few days passed.

It was mid-December.

There was still no news from Jade Court.

Alan did send a few letters, but there was nothing substantial in them.

This Winter Moon was mostly complaining about the Elders Guild and other high-ranking members in the letter.

Alan's identity was actually very sensitive.

She was a member of the Wood Elves, but she was also a member of the Seven Saint Alliance.

When the relationship between the two forces was harmonious, she was the perfect bridge.

But recently, the relationship between the Alliance and Jade Court seemed a little awkward.

Matthew deduced from the words in Alan's letter.

The Wood Elf Elders seemed to think that they had found a way to deal with the Scar of the Dead.

They wanted to solve the problem alone.

It was not dependent on humans.

In other words, they were not targeting Matthew but all humans.

It was not hard to understand.

Back then, the wood elves were forced to cooperate with the humans.

Jade Court was the most friendly city to humans, so it might be a disgrace to the elves.

Arrogance was something that was carved into their bones.

If there were a chance, it would solidify and sprout again.

Matthew couldn't even be bothered to comment.

Anyway, he had already reported it to the higher-ups. How to deal with Jade Court was the Silver Council's business.

Of course.

It wasn't that there wasn't any good news in the past few days.

Yesterday afternoon.

Matthew successfully brought Lumiere and his two subordinates back to the cemetery.

This debt collection trip was quite smooth.

However, when they first entered Deep Blue Port, they encountered a small disturbance, but it was quickly settled.

Lumiere found the Golden Lion Barton.

The latter also complied with the mercenary contract and paid a high pension.

He even offered to help Lumiere repair his arm.

But Lumiere refused decisively.

After returning to the cemetery.

Lumiere looked at the heavy cash and sighed.

"I had a hunch that if it wasn't for Peggy and your new companion, Barton might not have been so easy to talk to."

Matthew smiled.

He told him not to think too much.

After that, Lumiere decided to bring the corpses of his clansmen back to the rainforest and settle their families.

This time, Matthew asked Lara to accompany him on this trip.

Previously, Lara had been promoted to the Shadow Walker with Isabelle's help, completely breaking free from Galen's control.

Matthew was more assured of her.

On this trip back to the rainforest, apart from accompanying Lumiere, she would also resume her old business.

Although the profits from running a business were insignificant to Matthew now, no matter how thin a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat.

Matthew would never mind having more gold coins.

After sending Lara and Lumiere off.

Matthew immediately wrote a letter to Bobo, asking him about the robotic arm.

If Bobo didn't have any connections.

In the end, he could only ask Soria for help.

After settling some miscellaneous matters.

After making a new week's schedule.

Matthew stretched and was a little distressed.

"Where can I find a like-minded third party?

" There are no Thieves in Rolling Stone Town. We can't just make an announcement to recruit them, can we?

" I still have to ask the others if there are any Thieves I know that I can work with."

In the midst of his thoughts.

Matthew suddenly picked up his pen, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"I got it!"

He planned to write another letter to Lorraine.

It just so happened that the letter regarding the origin story of the weapon had not been sent out yet.

He would send all the letters out at the same time!

..

In the waters north of Deep Blue Harbor.

[Sea Light] Mage Tower.

In a magnificent office with a " News Department " sign hanging on the door.

A blond man in pajamas, with a large amount of chest hair exposed, was sprawled on his desk, writing furiously.

His hair was a little messy and hung on his shoulders.

The veins on the back of his hand that was holding the quill popped out, and he seemed to have used too much force.

His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept for days.