A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Won't your girlfriend be angry?

Matthew was speechless.

Seeing that Hibbert was still confused, he couldn't help but point at the magic words in the sky.

Hibbert suddenly realized:

“Oh, you're Matthew! Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect you to come so quickly.”

As he said that, he quickly canceled the trick of releasing magic fireworks.

 Then he stretched out his hand to Matthew awkwardly:

 “Should we shake hands first?”

Matthew extended his gloved right hand in a friendly manner, but Hibbert extended his left hand.

So Matthew also stretched out his left hand, but in this gap, Hibbert awkwardly stretched out his right hand.

 The two looked at each other.

Before Matthew could react, Hibbert gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands like lightning, crossed his hands and held Matthew's hands, and then swung them up and down vigorously.

“It was really difficult, but I finally succeeded in shaking hands.”

Hibbert said with great relief.

Matthew's facial muscles twitched slightly, and he didn't know what to say.

Hibbert looked at him with clear eyes:

 “What should we do next?”

Matthew could only say:

“Perhaps we should sit down somewhere and talk?”

Hibbert suddenly realized:

 “Oh of course, this is how normal people treat guests.”

 “You follow me.”

 He behaved very politely.

Matthew secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed Hibbert to the side.

 The latter, however, did not go very far.

 He led Matthew to a bench in the square next to him and sat down silently.

Hibbert had his knees together and was sitting obediently, but his expression looked a little awkward.

Matthew stood beside him, feeling the strange looks of countless busybodies around him, and his cheeks felt slightly hot again.

"What's wrong?"

Hibbert said nervously:

“I don't know what people outside are supposed to do, but this chair does meet the criteria of being able to sit down and have a good conversation—perhaps you should tell me more criteria?”

If it were anyone else, Matthew would definitely feel that the other person was playing tricks on him.

 But Hibbert feels particularly sincere.

Although Matthew felt uncomfortable, he didn't have much disgust.

 So he tried to express himself more clearly:

“I felt like we needed a quieter, more private environment, rather than talking about what's going to happen next in front of everyone.”

 Hibbert said "Oh".

He glanced at the onlookers around him with some embarrassment:

“I wanted to drive them all away, but I felt that doing so was a bit bullying and unreasonable, so I let them do it.”

“Well, let's see. My demiplane is pretty big. How about we go inside and sit there?”

 Said.

Hibbert quickly opened a portal.

 The lavender magical light flashed past.

Matthew hesitated for a moment, then entered the door with Hibbert under the watchful eyes of everyone.

 Out of the sight of onlookers.

 Matthew felt extremely relaxed.

 Just the situation in the demiplane in front of him also surprised him—

 The scope of this demiplane is much larger than the area that a normal mage can open up.

Matthew looked over and could not see the end.

 It's just that this place is too deserted.

 In addition to the vast desert, there were only a few cactus dangling in Matthew's eyes.

 “Do you like the desert?”

 Matthew asked.

Hibbert shook his head and said:

"No, I'm just too lazy to take care of it. A new demiplane must have a kind of terrain and a kind of plant, so I chose desert and cactus. So far, they are doing well."

Matthew took a few steps and his expression changed slightly.

 This demiplane is indeed quite deserted.

But it gives people a feeling of bursting with vitality, as if there is a force suppressing this vitality.

That power is obviously Hibbert, the master of the demiplane.

 In fact, as long as he wants to.

I'm afraid this place can turn into a sub-dimension with a relatively complete ecosystem at any time!

 “Is this genius?”

Matthew was secretly frightened.

 He did not look down upon Hibbert because of his lack of worldly knowledge.

on the contrary.

 He began to realize that Hibbert's talent was greater than he had imagined.

"As long as the domain he masters is injected into this demiplane, both will produce a qualitative leap. Hibbert's domain may even be directly sublimated, reaching a state that ordinary legendary mages would envy..."

 Matthew thought in his mind.

"Field sublimation" is usually a goal that legendary mages strive to achieve. Only the sublimated field has the opportunity to come into contact with the more core "original laws", and above the original laws is the pinnacle of the field that a mage can master. —

 “Fruit of innocence”.

Although Matthew currently masters many fields, none of them shows signs of improvement.

  He knows very well that this is because his understanding and perception of the field is relatively weak.

Although he vaguely holds the key to entry into the field, if he wants to continue to deepen, he may need more efforts.

 But Hibbert was different.

 He seems to be naturally endowed with all the rules of magic.

 There were signs of domain sublimation before the legend, which is enough to prove everything.

  No wonder he is considered to be one of the top three mage talents in history!

 Thoughts passed by in a flash.

Matthew looked at Hibbert beside him, and was about to say something, but found that the latter was looking at him blankly, obviously in a daze.

 Matthew waited for a while.

However, Hibbert still had a demented expression.

 He could only cough:

 “Are you thinking about something important?”

Hibbert's eyes suddenly began to focus. He looked at Matthew with an expression of confusion and relief on his face:

"Oh, I'm just thinking habitually. There are always some unanswerable questions popping up in my brain, and I think about them uncontrollably. This causes me to often be in a daze. Sorry. .”

Matthew asked curiously:

“Unanswerable questions? What are they specifically?”

Hibbert looked thoughtful:

“It's hard to explain clearly in a few words. For example, there is a question that started when I took the entrance exam for the Magic Academy as a child, and I have never been able to get an answer to this day.”

Matthew looked encouraging:

"What do you think."

Hibbert said slowly:

“I remember clearly that there were 102 students in the square at that time. There were more girls than boys, but they were all excited. Some were whispering, and some were pretending to be calm but actually trembling.

Someone told us beforehand that the entrance exam for the Magic Academy is to learn sleight of hand.

 The specific rules are that everyone gathers in front of a huge magic stone tablet. The stone tablet is engraved with all kinds of magic words, which records all the tricks that have been discovered in history.

 Within two hours.

 As long as you can learn three kinds of tricks, you can become an apprentice in a general magic academy;

Five kinds of magic tricks will have the opportunity to enter the elite magic academy;

 Ten or more types will directly become a palace mage apprentice. "

 Hear this.

Matthew thought he had guessed the truth, but he couldn't help but ask:

 “How many have you learned?”

Hibbert thought for a while:

  “516 species.”

Matthew's eyes twitched:

 “So why are you confused?”

Hibbert sighed and said:

“The little girl next to me has only learned three kinds of things after all her efforts.”

"And the boy from a noble family in front of me cried for a long time and couldn't even learn one."

“Since then, I have had this doubt in my mind: Why can't they learn it? Why am I the only one who is so special? Why do I receive such preferential treatment?”

“Everything that happened later intensified my thinking. Everyone said I was a genius, but no one told me why this was the case.”

“I'm confused by this, you're confused and in pain, and I really wish someone could help me. Can you tell me why this is happening, Matthew?”

 He looked at Matthew with a particularly sincere and clear look.

Matthew resisted the urge to punch him.

"Sorry, Hibbert, I'm afraid I can't give you the answer. If I were with you at that time, I might be the same as that little girl who only knows three kinds of tricks."

Matthew shook his head and sighed.

Hibbert sighed heavily after hearing this.

 At this time.

Hibbert's body suddenly lit up with a strange light!

His expression changed and his voice trembled slightly:

 “It's broken, Matthew!”

That moment.

Hibbert's face became extremely pale!

"What's wrong?"

 Matthew was startled.

 On the data column.

“Tip: The person you are talking to, Hibbert, will automatically be promoted to legend, and his level will be raised to LV21.

Hibbert is using the legendary law to reshape his body..."

 “Matthew, give me your hand, help me quickly!”

Hibbert looked pained.

Matthew didn't hesitate and immediately handed over his left hand. Unexpectedly, Hibbert bit into his palm!

Matthew's eyelids jumped when he was bitten by Hibbert. His intuition told him that this guy must have bitten his own skin!

 The next second.

 A powerful stream of heat surged in from the palm of Matthew's left hand.

Matthew wanted to slap Hibbert away.

  But under the injection of that heat flow.

　　He forced himself to hold it back.

  After a while.

Hibbert let go of his mouth in relief, and looked at Matthew with eyes filled with gratitude.

Matthew looked at the data column silently.

“Hint: You received 10,000 XP points from Hibbert!

 You noticed that Hibbert forcibly interrupted the automatic promotion of the legend.

 His level is restored to LV20. "

 “Did you just enter the legend?”

Matthew said in a solemn voice.

Hibbert threw a healing spell at Matthew's palm and replied somewhat casually:

"seems like it."

Matthew couldn't help but continue to ask:

 “How often do you get into Legend?”

Hibbert replied honestly:

“Once a month, I would handle it every time before, but recently I have been thinking about Watcher's Heights, and I forgot about the automatic promotion. Fortunately, you are here! Otherwise, it almost caused a catastrophe!”

 Hear this.

Matthew had mixed feelings in his heart:

 “Why is being promoted to Legend a disaster?”

Hibbert explains:

“The only requirement my mentor has for me is that I cannot enter Legend before I am 30 years old.”

Matthew asked:

 “How old are you this year?”

Hibbert thought for a while:

“28 years old? Maybe 25, but certainly not 30.”

 “Oops, how old am I this year?”

"But it doesn't matter. I'll find out when I get time to go home and ask my mother."

 Looking at the state of him talking to himself.

this moment.

Matthew finally understood why Margaret was gnashing her teeth when she mentioned the Temple Mage.

 She worked hard for the path of legend, and had to risk her life to win a chance.

 But what about Hibbert?

He may automatically be promoted to a legend even if he eats, drinks and sleeps!

 Matthew already felt like a cheater.

 But compared to these top monsters in the Alliance.

 He is nothing at all!

 Fortunately, in the world of mages, talent does not mean everything.

 Matthew quickly balanced his mentality:

“It can only be said that your talent in magic is enough to make everyone feel envious.”

Hibbert said indifferently:

 “Envy? Maybe, but I'm not happy.”

Matthew couldn't help but retort:

 “An unhappy person will never be happy at any time.”

“Which one do you think is happier, an unhappy ordinary person or an unhappy magical genius?”

 Hear this.

Hibbert's eyes were blank, and then he looked apologetic:

 “You're right, maybe I'm too greedy.”

“Most of the people in life are unhappy. With such a talent, I should have become more contented.

 It's a pity that I can't control my brain.

 He has been torturing me and ordering me to think about endless questions. This process is really painful for me. "

 “Sometimes I even suspect that I am no longer me.”

Matthew frowned:

"Why do you say that?"

Hibbert recalled:

“Before I was 12 years old, I was a carefree and somewhat smart child. I was happy every day at that time.”

“Of course I would think at that time, I would think about the birds in the sky, the shells on the seashore, and why adults want to make love, but I would never be as confused as I am now.”

 “I enjoyed the thinking process at that time.”

“But after the magic entrance exam when I was 12 years old, my magical talent was completely awakened. From then on, my brain seemed to be occupied by others, sometimes feeling hazy and sometimes extremely sober.”

“Sometimes I can't help but wonder, is there a powerful consciousness awakening in me?

 For example, the fallen goddess of magic?

 She gave me the powerful magical talent and secretly hidden it in my body, ready to replace it at any time?

The more I think about it, the more I think this possibility is quite reasonable.

do you know?

 Ever since I awakened my powerful magical talent, everything I do has been extremely easy.

 Even when I encounter a problem, I just need to stand in front of it and it will automatically solve itself.

  Can you feel this painful feeling? "

 Matthew rubbed his temples:

“Sorry, I only feel slight pain when I can't learn spells.”

“So have you consulted a more powerful mage about whether there is a powerful being hidden in you?”

Hibbert nodded:

“I've asked many legendary mages.”

“Mr. Eckmund believed that too much meaningless thinking made me lose the ability to distinguish illusions from reality. He asked me to practice meditation more and empty my mind.”

“Ms. Isabel told me that the goddess of magic is far less talented than me, so there is no need to worry about this.”

"Mr. Roderick said to me that he saw my trajectory in the long river of destiny. I will go very far and leave my own mark on this time and space, so there is definitely nothing strong about me. Consciousness.”   “And recently I visited Mr. Chen to get his views.”  

Matthew said curiously:

 “What did Chen say?”

Hibbert said seriously:

 “He told me to eat shit.”

 Matthew almost stopped laughing.

 However, Hibbert's next sentence made his scalp tingle even more:

“However, this does not solve the problem. I can only say that **** is not as unpleasant as imagined.”

 Matthew's breath caught in his throat.

　　Can't help but hold my head with both hands.

This is too explosive...

His mood was very complicated right now. He was envious of Hibbert's astonishing magical talent, but also worried about the other's dizzying mental state.

Seeing that Hibbert seems to have something to say about eating shit.

Matthew quickly changed the conversation:

 “So you've been in Watcher's Heights for a week?”

 “Any findings?”

Hibbert shook his head decisively:

"No."

Matthew said doubtfully:

 “So what did you do in the past week?”

Hibbert said calmly:

“I will stay in the square where you just found me. Sometimes I will sit on the ground, sometimes I will sit on a chair, and more often I will lie on the chair and look at the sky.”

Matthew was speechless.

 Sure enough.

 The Silver Council's concerns are not unreasonable.

This guy may be a genius, but expecting him to solve the predicament in Watcher's Heights is a fool's errand.

 “Okay, then you can continue to stay here and don't move around randomly.”

 “I'm going to collect some information nearby.”

 Matthew coughed and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, Hibbert grabbed him:

 “There's no need to go, just wait until he solves the problem by himself.”

Matthew was surprised and said:

 “How can the problem be solved by itself if you don't take action?”

Hibbert explains:

“Didn't I tell you that whenever I encounter a problem, it will be solved automatically? I just need to stay where I am and think.”

"Don't think this desert is desolate, but the sand is actually very soft and comfortable to lie on. Why don't you lie down with me for a while."

“Maybe the problem will be solved by lying down.”

Matthew laughed dryly:

 “I'm sorry, but I have my own way of solving things.”

Hibbert also let go of his hand:

"All right."

 “Then I'll go with you.”

However, his words had just finished.

A red light flashed, a portal appeared in the sky over the desert, and a fiery female mage walked out of the door.

 She was wearing a short robe that highlighted the lines, and her big white legs were so dang that it hurt the eyes.

 She has a beautiful face, a cold temperament, and a strong magical aura. She is obviously a high-level mage.

 “I found the Blight King's hiding place, Hibbert!”

  The female mage's voice was very clear:

"The Blight Order's base camp is indeed established deep in the Helen Mountains. It's hard to imagine how they managed to cross half of the Helen Mountains and the vast Yunshang Plateau to drop a large number of cultists into the Watcher Highlands. I guess there must be some among them. Senior mages, and long-distance teleportation springboards established in many places on the Yunshang Plateau, otherwise the siege that night would not have been possible."

 Finish this.

 She turned to look at Matthew, her face slightly cold, and her chin raised high:

 “Who is this man?”

Hibbert's explanation:

 “Martin.”

 “A registered mage sent by the Silver Council.”

The female mage hesitated and said:

“Martin? But wasn't Matthew written on the Silver Council's notification letter?”

Matthew wept secretly in his heart.

Although this female mage seems difficult to get along with, she should be a normal person.

So he took the initiative and said:

“I am Matthew, from Rolling Stone Town. The Silver Council commissioned me to come to Watcher's Heights to investigate the situation here.”

The female mage nodded slightly and introduced herself with a proud expression:

 “Feliwen, Palace Mage, second-class Scroll Mage in the Hall of Wisdom.”

 Her tone sounded very proud.

 But Matthew could only cater to her superficially.

 After all, he was born in Yeluzi, so he didn't really understand what these titles meant.

Philiwen said:

"I have completed the preliminary investigation. As I just said, the source of the unrest in Watcher Highlands is the guy named the Blight King. As long as we kill him, the matter will be solved."

Matthew asked cautiously:

 “What about the situation of the druids?”

Feliwen looked a little impatient, but still managed to answer:

“Those savages took the initiative to shrink their troops and put most of the guardians around the underground temple. This is where the ancient **** of nature fell and where the treasure house of the earth is.”

"The Druid Order is so nervous that I don't even bother to pay attention to them. They obviously have more manpower than us, but they only know how to ask for help from us but don't know how to take the initiative. It is said that the only little druid who volunteered to go out was arrested. ”

"I would say that these savages have no ability to protect this land, so the Alliance should not give up Watcher Heights to them."

 Feliwen's tone was very strong.

 At first glance, she looks like the kind of woman who has always been in a high position and bosses others around.

 From the first moment she appeared.

 He never looked at Matthew seriously.

Only when facing Hibbert, her attitude would change 180 degrees. Not only did her eyes become gentle, but her tone was also very soothing, as if she was afraid that speaking too fast might cause Hibbert to misunderstand.

 Her love for Hibbert is clear at a glance.

“The Silver Council said that the Far North Floating City only sent one palace mage to investigate the matter, and that was Hibbert.”

“So, Feliwen came here on her own initiative. Maybe she was worried that Hibbert couldn't complete it alone, so she planned to do the whole process for her?”

"If that's the case, I can get 1 million while lying down, and it's nothing to endure her bad temper."

Matthew's eyes towards Hibbert gradually became subtle.

  No wonder this guy said the problem will solve itself.

 Emotions are like licking a dog's saddle before a horse is behind it!

“Anyway, Matthew, you and I will go together and kill the King of Blight, and this matter will be settled.”

Feliwen said firmly.

Matthew asked:

 “What about Hibbert?”

Feliwen replied very forcefully:

"He can just rest here. If he is noble and is not suitable for fighting, the two of us can do this well."

"Don't worry, I don't need you to take action. I can do it myself. You just need to cooperate with me when the time is right."

　　Matthew didn't resist too much after hearing this.

 He opened his mouth and said:

“It's okay to kill the Blight King, but before that I plan to go to the Druid Order to have a look.”

 He was mainly concerned about the situation of Eli and Laila.

However, Feliwen frowned:

 “You don't believe my findings?”

 Matthew was already a little disgusted at this time:

 “I need to look into something else.”

Feliwen said displeasedly:

“Is your matter more important than the alliance's mission?”

 “Do you have to do it now?”

"If the alliance's mission is delayed because of your affairs, who will bear the final responsibility?"

 Matthew was amused:

“Is there something wrong with your logic?”

“I am new here, and I have to be held accountable just because I have to conduct on-site investigations.”

"Then Mr. Hibbert has been lying here for a week. Has he delayed the alliance's mission?"

Feliwen said angrily:

 “You are not allowed to say that about Hibbert!”

“Besides, with his talent, everything he does should be done. Who in the alliance dares to hold him accountable?”

The other party said so.

Matthew was no longer in the mood to argue with her:

 “Farewell.”

 He strode toward the exit of the demiplane.

 “I will complain to the Silver Council!”

Feliwen said coldly.

Matthew smiled and ignored her.

 But at this time.

 He looked at the figure following him in surprise.

at this time.

Feliwen couldn't help but said in surprise:

 “Hibbert!”

 “Why are you following him?”

Matthew also looked at Hibbert in confusion:

“Yes, why are you following me?”

Hibbert said oh.

 He explained to Feliwen:

“The instructions from the Floating City and the Parliament are that we hope that we cooperate with each other and set up an investigation team. If Martin is unwilling to cooperate with us, then we can cooperate with Martin.”

Feliwen was very angry:

 “Why? He is just a registered mage!”

Hibbert thought for a while:

 “Martin has just done me a big favor.”

Feliwen's chest heaved violently, and she gritted her teeth and said:

 “But I'm your girlfriend!”

 “I'm the one doing you a big favor!”

 “I am the one who will give you unreservedly!”

Unexpectedly, Hibbert said seriously:

 “No, you are just coveting my body and mind.”

 Feliwen's cheeks instantly turned red.

She covered her face with her hands and screamed hysterically.

 Horse correction looks promising.

However, Hibbert grabbed his hand and left the demiplane.

By this time, the crowd in the square outside had dissipated.

 The two of them left quickly.

Matthew walked a few steps, looked back, and found that Feliwen was following him from a distance, but those eyes looked at him as if they wanted to eat him alive.

 Matthew coughed slightly:

 “It's not good to do this.”

 “Won't your girlfriend be angry?”

Hibbert shook his head and said:

 “She's not my girlfriend.”

Matthew looked surprised:

 “Really? But I see you are acting very intimately.”

Hibbert paused:

 “I have nothing to do with that woman.”

 “Although we have a child between us.”

This is not the first time that Matthew's jaw dropped.

He couldn't help but look back at Feliwen, who was very resentful.

 What is the relationship between these two people?

 But Hibbert didn't say.

 He was not embarrassed to continue to inquire further.

 The two of them walked westward along the intersection.

 Soon we arrived at the place where the druids gathered—

 Hollyoak woodland.

 The buildings and trees here have the style of a Druid camp.

 A row of treehouses rising from the ground.

 A sea of ​​flowers blooming towards the sun.

 The boundless green lawn.

There is also a ceremonial ground that contains a lot of growth power.

 Just walked into this area.

 Matthew could feel a sense of intimacy.

That is the realm called nature that welcomes his arrival.

 Normally this must be a place with extremely beautiful scenery.

 It can be done now.

 Many treehouses have been burned down.

 A lot of grass was trampled.

 The streets were littered with **** and the remains of Molotov cocktails.

If there are still some people in the center of Cross City.

The streets here are almost empty.

 Most of the remaining houses have their doors and windows locked.

Matthew could feel a pair of wary eyes peeking from behind the window.

 Ahead is the Oak Wall.

The headquarters of the Earth Society can be reached by crossing the Oak Wall.

This oak wall is very famous in the south.

 It is a guardianship ceremony composed of hundreds of oak trees over 500 years old closely arranged together.

This is a place of pilgrimage in the hearts of most druids in the south.

 But Matthew discovered it as he got closer.

At this time, there are many minions of the Blight Order who are carrying flammable materials and trying to burn this area to the ground!

Members of these cults are just walking on the street with such arrogance.

 No one dared to stop them.

Druids didn't even see a single one.

"The minions of these cultists are growing like weeds. I have killed hundreds of people in the past few days, but they seem to be resurrected. Well, I have killed the one just now three times, but today I still don't know where to start from. It came out of nowhere."

Feliwen's voice sounded faintly in Matthew's ears:

"So I advise you not to think about killing them all. These people have evil magic in their bodies and there is no way to completely eliminate them through normal means."

 No need to be reminded by Fei Liwen.

Matthew can also feel the strange power of these cultists.

This power carries a powerful twist.

This makes the cultists look like zombies who only know how to destroy.

 At this time, some cultists noticed the approach of Matthew and others.

They quickly gathered around.

 “Let's go first.”

Feliwen urged impatiently.

 Matthew nodded slightly.

 However, at this time.

 Lines of eye-catching text suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

　　　　Tips: You have obtained a new mission "Self-destruction"!

　　Self-destruction: The witherers believe that all things will eventually decay and the world will wither. In this case, let them be the first to bear the feeling of withering life!

 Task requirements: Kill 1,000 Blight Cultists/Kill the Blight King.

 Task reward: A lot of XP/Wild Form (Silver Dragon

The goal of adding updates to the monthly ticket is almost achieved. Let's see. Each chapter of mine is about 5,000~6,000 words. Calculated directly as 6,000 words. Then adding an update to a chapter will add 6,000 words. Next, I will update more than 7,000 words every day, at least Stick to it for 7 days and try to stick to it longer!

 (End of this chapter)

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