A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 489

Chapter 489: Matthew’s View of Love

Translator: Lonelytree

Matthew glanced at the wardrobe and felt a little strange.

He had already met this little devil twice, but he had not sensed her existence both times.

Even the system didn’t have any relevant notifications.

This situation was a little abnormal.

After all, Nini’s level did not seem to be particularly high.

However, considering that this might be a secret of the Suki Family, Matthew did not probe further.

He chatted with Sif for a while, and the latter began to yawn crazily.

Matthew was about to leave.

Sif said, “I’ve been having nightmares recently, and I’m a little afraid of falling asleep. Can you accompany me?”

Matthew nodded. “Of course.”

He got up and pulled out an old storybook from the bookshelf beside him.

He casually flipped to one of the pages and began to recite in a low voice.

Sif listened quietly to two parts and suddenly laughed.

“My father has told me these stories countless times.”

Matthew was unconcerned. “I have to listen to stories that I’m tired of before I go to bed. That’s the only way to help me sleep.”

He read a few more verses, expecting Sif to continue complaining. But soon, her breathing became steady and weak.

She fell asleep.

Matthew quietly closed the book and quietly looked at Sif’s side profile. He had to admit that Sif was a very nice girl. She was tall, had exquisite looks, and had a gentle temperament.

Usually, she was very gentle and obedient when dealing with people. She did not seem like the daughter of a feudal lord but more like a sensible girl from a small family.

This kind of girl was quite attractive to many people.

Unfortunately, Matthew had no feelings for her.

Perhaps it was his preconceived notions that made him subconsciously think that Sif was still a child. At most, she was a female student from a rich family.

Even after the coming-of-age ceremony, it was difficult to change this mindset.

Even if this was not the case.

Matthew would also find it boring if he considered Sif from the perspective of a partner.

Yes, she was gentle, kind, and very good to him.

However, these were not the keys to love.

The key was that…

She lacked charm and interest.

Matthew had his own views on love and choosing a partner.

He didn’t reject love, but he wouldn’t waste too much energy on it during the preparation period or rising period of his career.

He liked women who were ambitious and had their own pursuits.

In his eyes, the charm of a woman depended on whether her conversation was interesting and whether her actions were meaningful.

He liked girls who were stubborn to the bone.

After all, seeing her unwilling to admit defeat and then pushing her down ruthlessly was the most satisfying thing in the world.

Therefore, in his opinion, the most important thing was that he had to be careful.

If he had to choose a woman as his partner, Sif’s attractiveness would not even be comparable to Margaret’s, who was in debt of 2.6 million gold coins. After all, Matthew recognized the latter’s courage and persistence.

Moreover,

His relationship with Rheagar was getting better and better. If he were to mess around with his daughter again, it would inevitably give him a strange feeling.

So Sif…

Forget it.

Matthew shook his head unconsciously.

Soon after.

He quivered.

“Damn it, why would I think about these things?”

He put the book back on the bookshelf and was about to leave.

But at this moment.

Sif suddenly screamed in her dream.

She woke up from her bed with a head full of sweat, and the little devil in the closet quickly flew out.

“What’s wrong?

“Did you have a nightmare?

Matthew leaned over with concern.

Sif’s expression was different from usual. Her face was flushed red, her pupils constricted, and her forehead was covered in sweat. Her short, obtuse horn was also faintly emitting a faint green light.

Matthew noticed.

Her ears seemed to have become sharper and her nails longer.

She subconsciously grabbed the blanket with both hands and said in an unstable voice,

“I dreamed that I became a demon. I was killing people. I was killing people crazily in a castle. It was everywhere. My body was covered in blood, and so was my face…lt’s all blood. They’re all dead. I killed them all…”

She looked a little incoherent.

Matthew hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to go over and comfort her, Sif suddenly reached out and pushed him.

” You can go, Matthew. I’m fine. It’s just that the nightmare is too scary. I need to be alone.”

“Hmm?”

Sif’s sudden change of attitude caught Matthew off guard.

He looked at the other party in bewilderment.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Do you want me to call Rheagar over? Or Madam

Wesley?”

Sif shook her head.

She looked calmer now.

“No need. You should leave, Matthew. It’ll be bad if my father sees you. I’ll be fine, really

When she said the last word.