A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 371: I’m Just Looking

Translator: Lonelytree

The official posthouse was not far from the lord’s manor.

Matthew’s footsteps were like flying, and he quickly arrived at the entrance of the posthouse. He was about to rush in, but after thinking for a moment, he calmed down and chose another method.

In an unnoticed corner, Matthew turned into a raven and flew over the high wall of the posthouse. The weeds by the wall and the dust on the ground came into view.

A few stone statues were piled up at the corner of the corridor.

The gargoyles on the eaves of the second hall were funny-looking. It was obvious that they were made by apprentices.

Matthew flew near the courtyard and soon found two figures, one black and one white, playing with each other.

He stopped on a higher cornice and silently watched the scene below.

Charcoal was teaching the little white cat how to deal with mice.

He was nimble. With a stride, he pressed a fat rat to the ground.

The little white cat wagged its tail and squeaked unwillingly.

Charcoal tilted his head and meowed a few times. Then, he slowly released his claws.

Whoosh!

The fat rat displayed a lightning speed that did not match its body and rushed past the little white cat.

The latter chased after him, unwilling to be outdone.

Her speed was obviously not slow. In a few breaths, she was about to catch up to the rat.

However, at the critical moment, Fat Rat made a nimble turn and gave himself some space to survive.

Then, he plunged into the grass.

The little white cat rushed over anxiously, but she bumped into a rock with a bang.

She was dizzy from the impact, and a bump quickly swelled on her forehead. Charcoal revealed an expression that said, “You silly.”

While the little white cat was moaning on the ground, he quickly went behind the grass. There, there was a shallow nest.

He didn’t care how deep the nest was. He waved his claws and patted them randomly. Then, he reached in and dug for a while. He actually directly dug out the fat rat!

There were also five or six accomplices!

These fat rats were forced into a desperate situation by Charcoal. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, wanting to fight to the death. In the end, Charcoal raised his paw and slapped each of them.

They all fainted.

At this moment.

Only then did the little white cat walk over with elegant steps, feeling wronged.

Charcoal straightened his chest.

The little white cat meowed.

It was as if she was praising his strength and wisdom.

The summer sun shone on them through the gaps in the leaves.

A few strands of cat fur fell off and were picked up by the breeze, flying into the unknown distance.

This scene was so warm and harmonious.

Matthew watched all this silently, then flapped his wings and flew away.

He couldn’t bear it.

It wasn’t easy for Eli to get rid of the pain of falling in love with a man. If he told him that he had fallen in love with another enemy, this was too cruel.

However, the shadow of the Order of Withering still lingered.

This made Matthew a little unhappy.

The Withering Order aimed to destroy everything. Apart from the Scar of the Dead, there was nothing they didn’t target.

The Silver Frost Brotherhood set fires not only in the forest but also in the city.

The Witherers were the natural enemies of nature.

As a Necromancer, Matthew would never allow a Witherer to appear near his territory.

It tney appeared…

He had to kill them all!

The little white cat was obviously not a Witherer. If she were, Eli would have smelled it long ago.

Matthew speculated that the Witherers had changed their methods.

They were still thinking about their oak forest, but they wanted to achieve this goal by corrupting Eli.

Matthew felt that they were delusional.

He was very confident in Eli.

No matter how much pain this child suffered, he would never vent his anger on others, let alone the nature he loved.

If this white cat has no misdeeds before, why don’t I find a way to recruit her?

She’ll be valuable to deal with the Withering Order and to keep Eli happy.” Matthew thought to himself.

It was a pity that the other party was not undead. Otherwise, he would have used incitation.

He paced back and forth outside the posthouse.

Not long after, Lorraine rushed over.

“You’re walking too fast, Matthew. You haven’t finished listening to my ballad-

“There was also a necromancy technique in the story that allowed one to turn into a raven.

“He couldn’t bear to see his companion get hurt again.

“So the beloved bard came to the rescue.

“The clever Losolon made a small plan. “The Witherers’ scheme would be ruined! “Haha, how was my singing?

Matthew forced a smile.

” You sang well, but next time you’re on the streets, it’s better to cover your chest hair. Rolling Stone Town’s culture is relatively conservative, so don’t let others misunderstand.”

As he spoke, he noticed the content of Lorraine’s chant, so he asked,

“Do you have any plans?

Lorraine shook his head.

” I haven’t thought about it yet. The part with Losolon’s plan was to finish the rhyme. Otherwise, people will think that I’m a bard who can’t even make up the rhyme.

Why? Didn’t you tell your little brother the truth?”

Matthew sighed.

“He’s been through a lot, or rather, he’s been through a lot since he’s known me.

“Sometimes, I think that if I told him to stay away from me, he might be happier. ”

Lorraine nodded, seemingly understanding.

“It sounds quite complicated. How did you guys meet?”

Matthew recalled, “I met him through his ex-girlfriend.” Lorraine’s eyes lit up..