A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 264

Chapter 264: It’s Quite a Waste for You to Practice a Spell

Translator: Lonelytree

“I found out that the whole story was like this-

“More than 20 days ago, workers began to report that they had seen ghosts in the workshop.

“What was strange was that everyone described the form of the ghost they saw differently.

“Some people said that they saw a ghost stealing food in the kitchen. The ghost’s body was thin and long, like an infinitely stretched noodle.

“Some people said that they saw a ghost when they went to the toilet. The latter suddenly gave them a fright when they were defecating. The next morning, even the toilet bowl in the toilet was stolen by the ghost. The ghost that stole the toilet bowl did not have a head and would laugh like a child.

“Some said that they saw a ghost sitting on a spinning wheel while working overtime. The ghost asked them why they were working so hard. Then, the ghost destroyed all the spinning wheels.

“At first, Howard and the other workshop owners didn’t believe the workers.

“They ordered the workers to continue working.

“Until recently, Howard himself claimed to have seen a ghost.

“However, the ghost he saw was different from the others.

“He said that he had met a ghost bride who fell in love with him at first sight. She said that she would come on a ghost carriage on the 20th of this month and take him away forever.

“Howard was so scared that he made trouble in the city hall all day. “The council had no choice but to report the news to us.” Zeller finished and took a big gulp of ginger water.

Matthew and Rheagar did not react.

In the fantasy world, ghosts were commonplace.

Necromancers were the natural enemies of ghosts.

Even Rheagar could use sword oil to attack ghosts.

This kind of thing was indeed not worth mentioning to people like them.

“Do you need me to take a look?”

Matthew asked.

Zeller shook his head.

“Not for now. This is just a routine report for the morning meeting. I’ll make a trip first. If I can’t solve it, we’ll ask our magic consultant to do it.”

As he spoke.

He packed up his things and quickly left the office hall.

He looked at Zeller’s back.

Matthew was filled with respect.

“Zeller is really hardworking.”

Rheagar agreed.

“Yeah, without him, I don’t know what Rolling Stone Town would be like. Madam Wesley seemed to be in a good mood today, and the coffee she made was just right.”

Matthew said,

“I’ll get it myself later. Can you lend me the newspaper?”

“No, this just arrived today. I’ll get you the last issue.”

Rheagar said as he stood up and walked to the small room at the back.

Then, he handed a copy of the Alliance Weekly and three bottles of sword oil to Matthew.

“This time, I’ve put a label on it. See if there’s a market.” Rheagar said.

Matthew carried his things and led the goat to his office.”

“Alright, I’ll study it.”

He put the newspaper on the table and examined the label on the bottle.

The first bottle was called ” Dragon Tail Sword Oil “. There was a small description at the bottom. After applying it, it could cause additional damage to the tail of a true dragon.

The second bottle was called ” Dragon Scale Sword Oil “. There was also a small description below it. After applying it, it could cause a large amount of additional damage to the scales and other skin defence tissues of the True Dragon.

“It looks okay, but the classification is too detailed.”

With that in mind, Matthew focused his attention on the third bottle.

The strange thing was that this bottle only had a label, and there were no small words below it.

[Dragon Root Oil]

Just as Matthew was about to ask, Rheagar had already walked in in a hurry. He accurately grabbed the bottle of Dragon Root Oil from the three bottles and said without changing his expression,

“You took the wrong bottle. This bottle is not for the sword.” Matthew raised his eyebrows and revealed a playful expression.

One in the afternoon.

Rheagar was napping.

Matthew got off work.

As he led the female goat through the corridor, he once again met Madam Wesley, who was cleaning.

Matthew greeted her and asked nosily,

“Madam Wesley, has His Lordship never thought of remarrying after all these years?”

Madam Wesley immediately replied,

“No. Although Rheagar was sometimes a bit of a bastard, he was a good lord and a good father. For Sif, he never planned to marry another wife.”

Matthew asked thoughtfully,

“Does he have a mistress outside?”

Madam Wesley straightened the broom and smiled.

“Of course he does. He is an upright man in his prime. Silly child, how can Rheagar not have mistresses outside? You should be asking how many he has.”

Matthew suddenly felt an itch in his heart.

“Then can you reveal who they are?”

Madam Wesley smiled at him.

“Before I answer your question, you have to answer my question first. Are you interested in Rheagar’s mistress? Or are you interested in Rheagar?”

Matthew denied flatly,

“I’m just interested in gossip.”

Madam Wesley said helplessly,

“Then forgive me for not being straightforward. My lips are very tight. Why don’t you try asking Sif? She might know.”

Matthew smiled. He knew that the old lady was teasing him, so he didn’t take it to heart and quickly walked out of the office hall.

He had only walked a few steps into the corridor on the east side of the liege’s residence when the female goat suddenly twitched a few times and fell weakly.

Matthew bent down to check, then sighed deeply.

It was hopeless.

At that moment, Madam Wesley had just walked out with a broom.

“Do you need help, child?” she asked with concern.

“No need. Please inform the lord and Mr. Zeller that if they are free tonight, I want to invite them to my house for dinner.” After saying this.

Matthew asked Soldier to carry the goat.

Then, the two of them quickly left the lord’s manor.

“The mutton soup last night was really good!”

The next morning.

Rheagar said to Matthew,

“Blake has never liked mutton, but I saw him eat a big bowl yesterday. So did

Sif. Peggy’s cooking is indeed amazing. It’s a pity that Li Weiqi went to the Highleaf Territory. Otherwise, he would definitely clap and praise her.”

Matthew forced a smile.

“Compared to mutton soup, I prefer the taste of roasted lamb leg.”

Rheagar’s gaze shifted to the back of him.

“Another goat?”

Matthew nodded.”

“I just bought it this morning. It’s a male goat, and it’s even more expensive.”

Rheagar said with concern, “How’s your spell training going?”

Matthew sighed and said,

“There isn’t much progress. After eating mutton yesterday, I feel like I’ve improved a little, but I’m not sure if it’s just my imagination.”

Rheagar probed,

“Why don’t we have another meal tonight?”

Matthew refused seriously.

“Impossible!

“This time, I won’t let him be frightened.” However, things were unpredictable.

In the afternoon, when they were planting trees.

Matthew had originally tied the male goat to the forest.

But for some reason, this guy actually broke free of the rope and ran away.

Soldier heard the sound and chased after him.

In the end, this fellow raised his knife and chopped off the head of the male

When Matthew rushed over.

The goat’s blood was almost drained!

Helpless.

Matthew had no choice but to invite his family and friends to his house to attend the mutton feast again.

On the third day.

Matthew was leading a little lamb to work.

Rheagar was amused.

“Are you planning to serve young lamb meat today? “Speaking of which, your spell practice exhausts a lot of sheep.” Matthew tried his best to maintain a polite smile.

“No, it’s just that I’m short on funds and can’t afford an adult goat.

“My lord, do you want to sponsor me?

“If the magic consultant doesn’t have the money to learn magic, it won’t be good for Rolling Stone Town’s reputation, right?”

Rheagar retracted his head and continued reading the newspaper.

He had learned from his mistakes.

Matthew kept a close eye on the lamb.

No matter where he went, he held on to the reins tightly.

In order to prevent the other party from escaping, Matthew kept tightening the noose.

In the end.

Under Matthew’s relentless efforts.

After returning from the toilet.

He realized that the little lamb had suffocated to death!