A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 305: Fireworks above Rolling Stone

Chapter 305 Fireworks above Rolling Stone Town

…

Before Matthew could speak, Oluolin had already reacted.

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

“Matthew?! Where is this?”

"etc!"

His expression suddenly became extremely serious:

“Is there any strange connection between us?”

Matthew coughed and said a little embarrassedly:

“I think it’s a contract…”

Oluolin’s eyes widened:

“Contract?”

“When did we sign the contract?”

“And didn’t you say I could refuse?”

Matthew scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't know how to explain it for a while.

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?”

Oluolin blinked:

“Isn’t this the word usually used to refer to a summoned thing?”

“I often hear them refer to the necromancer’s summons as babies…”

Matthew trembled:

“Who did you hear it from? Where did you hear it?”

Calling the summoned object a baby.

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

Oluolin 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 it is a dream!"

Matthew asked in confusion:

“How did you determine that?”

Oluolin said confidently:

“Because I have tested it repeatedly in those dreams, and there is no pain at all! Hahaha!”

Matthew thought for a while 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 watchful eye, he picked up a stone from the side, and then hit his knee with great force!

　　A crisp thud.

Matthew’s eyelids twitched and his pupils shrank.

Following this came the sound of shattering—

The stone was broken.

O'Loughlin's knee is fine.

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

"Is it possible 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 sneaked 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 99% of them are the prophets of death. It’s you.”

“You can’t remember these things now, maybe 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.”

Oluolin said reluctantly:

“It’s possible that I fell asleep and couldn’t think of it for the time being.”

Matthew nodded slightly:

“This possibility cannot be ruled out.”

Oluolin shrugged, and then sighed deeply:

“Wouldn’t it be better to be confused? Being awake will only make people more miserable!”

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 when he suddenly noticed two heads, one big and one small, popping out of the woods—

It is Bobo and Lumière.

What are these two people doing?

Eavesdropping?

Matthew was not impressed.

He tried to clarify to O'Loughlin:

“I won’t do anything too extreme.”

Oluolin looked even more uneasy:

“I haven’t even said what the outrageous things are, but you know them all! This shows that you have indeed thought about them!”

Matthew’s forehead turned black.

He calmed Olorin slightly. Then he quickly explained the whole story:

“…That’s probably it. I accidentally summoned you because of a ritual I prepared to summon a lich.”

“Maybe this is fate.”

Oluolin tilted his head:

"fate?"

“Does this word mean very unlucky?”

Matthew shrugged:

“It’s not impossible for you to understand it this way.”

“Anyway, it was indeed an accident.”

"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 the summoning request from you."

In order to reassure Orolin.

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

He did not lie.

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

Second only to Matthew and Peggy's partnership contract.

In Matthew's summon data.

ˆOluolin’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 is no such attribute at all.

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

To this extent.

The relationship between a summoned creature and the Necromancer can no longer be measured by loyalty.

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 call 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, and you can negotiate with me or other people in the cemetery..."

Oluolin breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing this.

Soon he said a little shyly:

“Can I still summon you?”

“I’m so embarrassed that you have become my baby.”

“So we are 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.

Hey guys, there are two more people peeking—

It is surprisingly Lorraine 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 Eurolin:

“Don’t say you are my baby anymore.”

“Change another word.”

“Just use the professional pronoun.”

Oluolin thought for a while:

“Okay, I’ll 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 this and I will regain my memory.”

“Of course I refused!”

Matthew frowned:

“Are you afraid it’s a trap?”

Oluolin shook his head decisively and said:

“No, I’m just unwilling. Will I still be the same person after I recover my memory?”

“I have a hunch that I choose to forget the past in order 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, not 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 were easily dealt with by Silver Snake.

This group of people are still stealing souls secretly.

　　is a thorn in Fan Zijue’s side.

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

Oluolin 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 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 by then. Therefore, it is best for you to go back within three years at most."

Oluolin’s eyes suddenly lit up:

“Three years?!”

“It’s enough for me to sleep!”

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

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

Matthew is a little funny.

But he still nodded seriously and said:

"Can."

“I will have you given a room 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.”

Finish this.

Oluolin began to yawn nonstop.

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.

At the moment he led Olorin towards the cemetery:

“There are some ready-made rooms. I’ll take you there to have 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 have any need for furniture?”

Oluolin looked a little flattered and waved his hands quickly:

“No, no, no, just a coffin.”

Ali breathed a sigh of relief:

“The cemetery is most in need of these. There are stone coffins and wooden coffins. Which one do you want?”

Oluolin replied as he walked:

“Sarcophagus.”

“It’s best to have a heavy coffin lid that can never be opened once it’s closed.”

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 it.”

Oluolin suddenly burst into tears of gratitude:

“Thank you very much!”

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

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

The end.

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

“There seems to be a hole there.”

“Can you put the coffin into that hole?”

“I’ll just sleep in there!”

Ali thought for a while:

"Can."

“I’ll find someone to arrange it 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 is completely submerged.

Oluolin’s dull and thin voice came 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.

The white ghost saw this and left with the zombies.

But not long after.

Dim 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 Demonic Realm of Ravenloft, large tombs, and narrow tombs.

The people from Hades Cult were looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Did I read it correctly just now? Is that a 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 it?”

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 anyone 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 began to flatter:

“The boss is wise!”

“That’s so right!”

"A few casual suggestions from Mr. Fisher will be enough for us to use for a lifetime!" The middle-aged man sat on the pile of bones with a firm expression:

"wait."

“It’s impossible for him to never come back, right?”

The rest of the people also sat down.

Narrow tomb.

There fell into a long silence.

…

In the woods.

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

These four people all went to Rhaegar's Mudong dinner.

But they all return early.

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 the 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 Luo Lan’s back curiously:

“And in this weather, he even exposed his chest hair. Isn’t he not cold at all?”

Matthew looked at the blushing Bobo with a smile:

“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 was vaguely tongue-tied.

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 still beat 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, and 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 drop 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. Artificer is also a spell caster in a sense, right?”

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

“We are not spell casters!”

“You can call us inventors, engineers, bomb maniacs—even terrorists, but you can’t call us spellcasters!”

“How can boring and rigid assembly line spellcasting be compared with exquisite mechanical creations?”

“Matthew, you are somewhat ignorant.”

“If you meet a good-tempered Bobo, a bad-tempered mechanic will fight you to the death!”

She looked a little drunk.

I didn’t expect Bobo to look like this when he was drunk.

Matthew only felt funny in his heart.

Of course I don’t want to argue with her.

“Let’s go, let’s take her to the mushroom garden and let Dudley and Hussman help her sober up..."

Matthew raised his head and said to Lumière.

The two of them are preparing for action.

But at this time.

Bobo’s helmet suddenly emitted a series of beeps!

　　followed by.

A series of electric currents pulsed violently on the helmet!

If not for Matthew and Lumiere's quick dodge.

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

Under the stimulation of that electric current.

Bobo was half awake from the 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.

Just then took a step forward:

"What happened?"

Bobo’s eyes became much clearer:

“I don’t know, the information transmitted is limited, 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 Lumière.

Finished.

She then spread her short legs and ran wildly in 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:

“Are there any 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 cockpit protective cover of the mechanical titan popped open again.

　　followed by.

An extremely long electric folding staircase automatically winds down.

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

But at this time.

Suddenly a tall figure jumped up on the snow.

Then he landed steadily on the magic carpet.

“Add me, 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.

Lumière has already said this, and it would be bad to refuse him any more.

So he nodded:

“Be careful.”

But at this moment Bobo opened his mouth and said:

“There is no room left.”

Lumiere wondered:

“Can’t you squeeze in a little bit?”

“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:

“Isn’t there a trunk?”

Bobo looked at him silently:

“Only the fuel tank.”

"All right."

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

But Lumière's attitude was quite firm.

He suddenly jumped down.

Then a hand hung on the mecha's ankle!

“You just take off, I’ll hang on below, and everything will be fine.”

He said with unusual firmness.

Matthew wanted to say something else, 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 fastening the seat belt, he immediately took out the Featherfall coin from his pocket, and then popped it out:

“Take the Lumière 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.

The countdown will last ten seconds.

The protective cover of the cockpit slowly closed.

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

“I bet he will fall after 3 kilometers at most.”

Bobo hummed softly:

“It’s also the big man’s luck.”

“He may be the first strong human being to experience the power of a lady!”

The voice 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 too long.

After the Mechanical Titan completes its takeoff.

Then he quickly switched to a flying attitude.

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

Matthew asked curiously.

“At most half an hour, faster than a giant dragon!”

Bobo pushed an operating lever proudly.

But it was just half 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 party!”

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’s okay, just delay it for two minutes at most!”

After speaking, she pulled the steering column sharply.

Mechanical Titan flew over Rolling Stone Town without looking back.

…

Official post house.

The 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 Rhaegar, allowing him to arrange them freely.

　The people attending the dinner were all the future dignitaries of the Rolling Stone Kingdom, and there were also a few people who had their own ideas.

But at least on the surface.

Everyone seems to be smiling.

A group of people were walking and talking.

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

“It’s such a pity that Matthew didn’t come over 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 have officially become the future heirs of the Rolling Stones Kingdom.

Liz's status has also risen with the tide.

Even the way of speaking is different from before.

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

However, there are 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 besides the tree planting mage, there should be some other masters in Rolling Stone Town.”

“I was a little disappointed with the result.”

“At the dinner party just now, I even met a greedy wild girl and her guard who had a broken arm. It was really surprising that these two people showed up at the dinner party 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.

But 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 be 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 Kingdom of Rolling Stone.

The young man also retained a certain degree of autonomy in his fiefdom south of the Red Earth Mountains.

Hence, 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, and 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 young people is palpable.

Rhaegar was very calm:

“You 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.

　　followed by.

A streak of dark red magic light rushed into the sky.

Papa, paola!

　　 accompanied by loud sounds.

A series of extremely brilliant and beautiful magic fireworks bloomed above the head of 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!

Hear the whispers of everyone.

The young man had a proud smile on his 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 overwhelmed the sound of all the fireworks.

　　followed by.

In everyone’s surprised eyes.

An indescribable mechanical behemoth hovered above Rolling Stone Town!

“Uncle Rhaegar.”

“The fireworks promised to you have been delivered!”