A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees Chapter 104

  Chapter 104 Be confident, you are a relationship!

  Matthew pushed the door out, walked through the garden to the door, and found Rhaegar yelling there.

  He didn't open the door.

   Instead, he said to Rhaegar through the fence:

   "Let's talk about the sword oil tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will go to the Lord's Mansion to find you."

   Rhaegar banged on the vertical bar:

   "You open the door first, besides the sword oil, I have something very important to discuss with you!"

  Matthew stared at him, suddenly smiled and said:

   "Did you do it on purpose?"

  Regar said confidently:

   "Why do you say I did it on purpose? I didn't know Sif was at your house."

   Come on, don't call yourself.

  Matthew didn't bother to argue with him, and silently opened the goal to let Rega in.

   "Come in, but you have to find a place to sit first, and I'll talk to you about sword oil after I finish teaching Sif."

  Rega didn't answer, just hummed twice, and entered the door impatiently.

  However, as soon as he entered, he saw Sif looking at him angrily.

  Rega suddenly showed a embarrassed smile on his face:

   "Sorry baby, I forgot you had class at Matthew's today."

   As he spoke, he shamelessly sat down next to Sif.

  At this time, Peggy brought a cup of hot coffee and a cup of lemon tea from the kitchen.

  Rega naturally took the cup of coffee and took a sip:

   "Thank you, the craftsmanship is good, much better than our Mrs. Wesley."

   Peggy stared at him intently.

  Regga felt hairy behind his back, he hastily put down the coffee in his hand, apologized repeatedly and said:

   "So this cup is not for me? Sorry, sorry."

  Peggy's soul fire calmed down a little.

   Then the next second.

  She saw Rega took the cup of lemon tea and took a big sip naturally, and said while drinking:

   "So this cup is for me!"

   "Hey! The taste is really good."

   See this scene.

  Sif's two little cheeks bulged even more.

  Peggy also looked like she was going to do something.

   Fortunately, Matthew caught her in time.

  He knew that Rega was here to make things difficult for him.

   It can be seen that for the sake of coming to help out a while ago and the tax exemption policy, as long as it does not affect his class, Matthew will not care about it.

  At the moment, he ignored Rhaegar, who was sitting like an old man, and continued to tell Sif the history.

   Strange to say.

   It was a one-on-one class before, and Sif looked restless.

   Now that Rhaegar is interfering, she has become very serious.

  Every key point that Matthew said, she carefully wrote down with a small pen.

   Finished a long paragraph.

  Sif suddenly raised a question:

   "Matthew, why do many people from the evil camp always look stupid in the history books?

  I mean, they may not be really stupid, but a lot of times they make decisions where there are better options.

  I found that there are many similar records. In those historical stories, the protagonist who plays the role of justice often only needs to use a little trick, and the big villain of the evil camp will be fooled obediently.

  If these are not true historical facts, I suspect that the bards fabricated the content to fool us.

   You must have seen a lot of bad guys, are they really that stupid? "

about this issue.

  Matthew pondered for more than three minutes before slowly giving his answer:

"Leaving aside the relativity of justice and evil in the division of camps, and the survivor's bias when compiling and selecting historical stories, I can give you a relatively affirmative answer—yes, in the process of our lives and adventures, Most of the characters I met with the evil side were not really smart."

  Sif held his chin with one hand and said curiously:

   "Why? Are people from the evil camp inherently ignorant?"

  Matthew shook his head:

   “No, I think the root cause of this is lack of education.”

   While speaking, he noticed that Leila, who was originally listening in the corridor, also walked over involuntarily.

  Matthew gestured for her to sit down, and then said without hesitation:

   "Most of the members of the evil organization are not too bright characters, which is obvious.

  The organizations I am talking about include groups such as warlocks, arsonists, blighters, scarlet hunters, and aborigines in the underground world.

  The common feature of these members is that they have certain extraordinary power, but they seriously lack the knowledge to control this power.

  Taking the Scourge as an example, I once killed a Gnoll warlock named Edson.

  He is a fourth-tier sorcerer, really powerful. If he is smart enough, I may suffer a lot.

   But luckily, he's just a gnoll.

   And I am a human mage with enough education.

  I can beat him does not mean that my individual is naturally better than him.

   But because my background completely crushed him.

   Imagine it.

  If you were a Gnoll, what would you do?

  Can you do better than Edson?

  Maybe you think you can, then we can deduce—

Suppose you are a talented gnoll, born in a barren underground tribe, your parents are no different from other gnolls, they gave you life, they love you very much, but none of them May be out of production to accompany you.

  When you were born, they had to hunt and fight day and night.

  Accompanying you are only the wolf cubs who know nothing about this world like you.

   Fortunately, you are very smart.

  When other brothers and sisters just learned how to fight, you have already imitated your parents and started dancing with knives and guns.

  Your talents are constantly fulfilled. You learned to hunt when you were very young, and you have an innate talent in the way of killing.

   While your brothers and sisters are still bullying the fungus, you can already fight the sublizards hand-to-hand.

  When you get bigger, even adult gnolls can't beat you.

   At this point your parents are very happy, they are proud of you and start listening to you more.

  Your brothers and sisters are also around you. Gradually, your family has become a force to be reckoned with in the wolf tribe.

   In this way, the development is smooth and smooth.

   After a few years, you will be the leader of that tribe, the supreme ruler of the small society of gnolls.

  All gnolls must obey your orders.

   You are content with the power in your hands.

   But then what?

  You will find that from birth to becoming the leader of the tribe, you only learned to hunt and fight.

  No one in this tribe can teach you higher knowledge.

  Even those old men will only teach you how to distinguish herbs, how to heal wounds, and at most teach you a secret recipe for more children.

   Nothing else.

  Magic?

  Impossible, that is the field of talent that only jackal warlocks are qualified to get involved in.

  A certain day.

  An evil being has visited your tribe.

  Facing the shadow of evil, you have only two options: obey or be killed.

  You have chosen to obey as a matter of course.

  The evil being was satisfied, and he sent down his blessing.

  So you suddenly became a powerful warlock, you gained supernatural power, which is the magical power you dreamed of.

  At this moment, you suddenly realize that magic is so simple!

   But no one can remind you that magic also has skills.

   And wanting to control these extraordinary powers requires more knowledge.

   If there is no adventure, then you will never have access to this information in your life.

  You can only rely on your own understanding and experience to explore repeatedly, and finally form your own magic system.

   This system is like a small broken house with air leaks on all sides in front of the formal spellcasting system, while the latter is a fortress with solid foundations and immovable mountains.

   But you don't know.

  You are proud.

  You feel like you are invincible.

  With this magical power, you began to emerge in the Underdark, and you began to contact the societies of other races, including the human society.

  If you are lucky enough to live to a very old age, then you do have the opportunity to make up for the disadvantages of your birth after contacting human society and improve your own cognitive level.

   But unfortunately, most gnolls don't have such a chance.

quickly.

  The evil **** who gave you power ordered to form a powerful religious order, and you are the patriarch, commander-in-chief, and vanguard of that religious order.

  You're ecstatic about it, feeling like you're about to reach the pinnacle of your life.

  But what you don't know is—

  When you leave the Horde with the allied forces recruited from the Underdark, the look back may be the last;

  When you walk through the long gravel corridor, you are crying because of the light from the surface, but you are very excited, you don't know what kind of enemy you are about to face in front of you.

   In other words, what you have to face is not a specific enemy.

   But a tentacles of human civilization.

  Even if you are lucky, you will encounter some small villages when you reach the surface. After you burn, kill and loot for a while, you will encounter well-trained cavalry, heavily armed warriors, and generals who are proficient in tactics.

   There are also archmages who have been systematically educated by the Seven Saints Alliance.

  They have mana that is not inferior to yours, and crushing-level spellcasting skills.

   Now, do you think you have any chance of winning?

   Do you think you can do better than Edson?

   The answer is of course no.

  Even if it is me, if I can't reincarnate into a wolf man with my current level of cognition, I will probably end up with the same fate in the end. "

  After listening to this long passage.

  The living room was quiet for a long time.

   Sif nodded half-understanding:

   "I seem to understand something."

   Rhaegar no longer played around, and looked at Matthew with flickering eyes.

  Laila was even more thoughtful.

  Matthew took a sip of water and said gently:

   "The story of the wolf man is just a microcosm. In fact, many people in the evil camp are not inherently evil.

  Birth determines that they lack choices, and it is precisely because of their birth that they don't have the opportunity to acquire higher knowledge.

  The knowledge here does not only refer to spells, spells are only a part of knowledge, it is useful, but not omnipotent.

  As far as I am concerned, these uneducated, uneducated enemies who control great power are not scary at all.

  Because even if they do evil, it is difficult for them to do anything really big. "

"I see!"

  Sif's eyes suddenly lit up:

"It's no wonder that in history, the great demon kings who can cause huge damage are usually not from the evil camp. Except for the existence with supernatural power, most of the people who become demon kings through their own hard work have received good education. They all have experience working in decent organizations!"

"Some of them are mages who defected from the alliance, some were originally scholars who studied knowledge, some were once famous paladins who eventually degenerated quickly, and there were also archdruids who had been in close contact with nature for a long time but fell into the embrace of darkness... So, these backgrounds Rich, knowledgeable villains are the scariest, right?"

  Matthew looked at Sif in surprise.

  This child's thinking ability is quite good, so he can draw inferences from one instance.

"That's true. For example, when I went to the south this time, I fought against a Dragon Cult wizard named Blinken. He is the most difficult enemy I have ever encountered. That guy was once an excellent member of the Seven Saints Alliance. Humans are much more difficult to deal with than jackals."

  Matthew said with emotion.

  Sif held his chin with both hands regretfully and said:

   "But why should they turn to evil?"

  Matthew didn't want to go further on this issue, so he said vaguely:

   "People's hearts are always complicated."

   "In short, you can sit here now, and judge the stupidity or cleverness of the characters in historical stories with ease and joy, all because you have a good background.

  I think, since you were born, you have not engaged in any productive work, which is also incredible for many children from poor families.

  There are many children in Rolling Stone Town, and they went to work in textile workshops at the age of seven or eight. Although there is a public school in the town, not everyone has the opportunity to study part-time.

   All this is thanks to your father, who gave you such a good life.

  You have to learn to cherish. "

  Rega heard that it was very beneficial, and his old face turned red.

   Facing Sif's grateful gaze, he turned his head in embarrassment.

  Laila looked at this scene with great envy.

  Matthew walked over and patted her shoulder lightly, then said to Sif:

   "That's the end of today's class. What I said should be enough for you to digest for a while."

   After speaking, he looked at Rhaegar:

   "Next, let's go to the next room and talk about Jianyou."

finally.

  Rega's sword oil also failed to make it onto the Oak Tree Chamber of Commerce's first list of goods.

   Matthew found out after talking in detail.

  This guy's sword oil is actually handmade by himself. The raw materials are expensive, and the cost is high. The key is that the stability is still doubtful!

  Although Rhaegar vowed to ensure that the effect of his sword oil exploded.

  But Matthew still rejected the enthusiasm of the lord for the sake of the oak tree chamber of commerce.

  Of course, his words are still very euphemistic:

   "Your sword oil does have merits, but it may be difficult to find a suitable buyer in the market."

   "First of all, fighters usually can't afford such expensive things, and they pay more attention to cost performance, unless you can reduce the cost to 1/6 of the current cost - which is obviously impossible."

   "Mages can enchant weapons casually, let alone use oily and dirty things like sword oil."

   "Only wealthy and status fighters are eligible to use this level of auxiliary items, what do you think?"

   After listening to it, Rhaegar was a little frustrated, and couldn't help but muttered:

   "Can't you try it?"

   "My sword oil doesn't sell well locally, but what if it becomes popular in the market in Kordo City?"

   "In this way, I will give you the first batch for free, regardless of the cost!"

  Matthew sighed:

   "Then give me two bottles to try."

  Rega couldn't wait to hand over two bottles of sword oil to Matthew.

  Seeing that there is no label on it, Matthew couldn't help asking:

   "What are these two bottles of sword oil for?"

   Rhaegar said proudly:

   "One of the bottles of sword oil is a marine life special attack, which can cause additional damage to marine life."

   Matthew's eyelids twitched:

   "We will not only cooperate with Yu Lian next time, but also plan to approach Naga. Are you sure you want to put the sword oil that attacks Naga on the shelf?"

  Rega froze for a moment:

"Yeah?"

   "There is another bottle, the effect is special attack on undead creatures."

  Matthew said helplessly:

   "There are almost no undead creatures near Kordo City, and I am a necromancer, are you sure you want me to sell items that can be used against yourself?"

  Rega heard the words and quickly took back the two bottles of sword oil.

   But he still did not give up:

   "Then I will change to two bottles next time."

   Early morning of the next day.

  Four point eight.

   Crucible roof layer.

   "Ronan! Needless to say, Ronan must be behind the scenes!"

  After hearing what happened to Matthew traveling south, Taling 177 said firmly:

   "The old boy is very bad, and he can definitely do this kind of thing. Think about it, if it wasn't for Ronan, why would Blinken run away when he saw you?"

   "Because he is someone who has experienced it. He probably used to be a white glove for Ronan in the alliance, but he defected later, so he became a black glove."

   "When Blinken saw you, he probably looked at you in a mirror! He must understand the twists and turns of the alliance better than you. When you grow up, you will be Ronan's new white glove!"

  Matthew felt that this guy was talking nonsense.

   But he also really thought about the possibility that the mastermind behind the scenes was Ronan Archmage.

  That's why he came here today and told Taling 177 most of the details on his southbound journey.

  Seeing that Matthew frowned.

  Taling said in surprise:

   "You don't really plan to kill relatives righteously, do you?

  Uh, could it be that my joke was too much?

  Don't worry, boy, Ronan knows nothing about life and death. His talent in necromancy is about the same as your talent in divination.

   But this matter is indeed worthy of vigilance.

  Dragon Mountain Ash can be used to create something more terrifying than a dracolich.

   I don't know which old **** is doing something again.

  In short, the upper echelon of the alliance is already rotten.

   How about we form a new alliance where "the alliance must die"?

  I'll be the boss, and I'll take you to the alliance headquarters—the Floating Void City in the Extreme North! "

  Matthew shook his head with a smile:

   "Thank you, but I'd better join the Seven Saints Alliance first."

  Taling immediately took out a form and put it in front of Matthew, beckoning him to fill it out:

   "Breakthrough from the inside is also a way of thinking, but you must be careful not to be assimilated by them. I am very optimistic about you, Matthew."

   "After filling out the form, remember to write the names of Ronan and the emperor of the cauldron house—177 in the recommender column."

   "After I hand in the form, within one to two weeks at most, someone will come to Rolling Stone Town to find you. At that time, you will complete the entry assessment for the Seven Saints Alliance at your own home."

  Matthew said in surprise:

   "Go to my house? Don't you usually go to the branch of the Seven Saints Alliance in a certain city? I thought it would be most convenient to conduct the assessment in the Crucible House."

  177 said casually:

   "It's just a process, can they stop the person recommended by Ronan from entering the alliance?

  Be more confident, you are a related party! "

   Matthew heard the words and deeply felt the corruption of the alliance system.

   Then happily filled out the form.

   "Done."

  177 took the form and said to Matthew excitedly:

   "The guy you asked me to train last time has already been subdued by me. Do you want to go and have a look?"

   Troll Shinwak?

  Matthew nodded:

   "Of course, I was just about to ask when you can take him away."

   "Anytime is fine, he's already very well behaved now."

  177 triumphantly stuffed a hard thing into Matthew's hand:

   "Here, come with me."

  Matthew looked down.

   That is something like a remote control.

  (end of this chapter)

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