A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

"When you become the king, I will be the king's butler. This honour is not something that ordinary old ladies can enjoy!"

Not long after.

She walked out with big and small bags.

"The sword oil I filled you up with last time has been used up again. I'll go to the basement to get some.

"But remember to take it easy. Don't have an illegitimate child.

"Sif will be sad!"

Her voice was still very energetic.

Rheagar held his forehead with one hand and moaned weakly,

"Jenny isn't that ambitious."

Madam Wesley was unmoved.

"Jenny might not have it, but others will. And people change.

" You're already a king now. If you really want a child, you'll have to discuss it with many people.

" But the first person you're looking for must be Sif, and of course, Matthew."

She patted Matthew's shoulder with a smile.

Matthew waved his hand awkwardly.

"If Rheagar wants to have children, there's no need to discuss it with me."

Madam Wesley shook her head and said,

"Silly child.

"If I were you, I would definitely help Sif keep an eye on Regar.

" He's different from before. Who knows how many women are throwing themselves at him…

"If I were you, I would secretly use magic to disinfect him. Of course, don't let him hear this, or he'll definitely fire me…"

As she spoke.

She then left the room.

Only the speechless Rheagar was left.

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He looked at Matthew suspiciously.

"Is there really sterilization magic?"

Matthew nodded.

"Yes."

Then, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly clarified,

"But don't worry, I definitely won't use it on you!"

Rheagar coughed heavily.

"Quickly use it on me!

"I can't wait!

"You don't know, but those sheep intestines and fish bubbles are not very useful…"

Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He handed the confirmation letter back to Zeller, who took it and smiled with satisfaction.

"You signed it just like that? Let me see!"

Rheagar came over.

"I thought you would decline again.

"Wait?

"What the hell is a Hew Suki Matt?"

Zeller corrected him.

"It's a Matt Suki Hew."

Then, he looked up at Matthew.

"Are you a member of the Su Clan?"

Matthew shook his head.

" It's just that the place I used to live in has a similar naming format."

Then, he asked,

"Is there anything I can help you with regarding the establishment of the Rolling Stone Kingdom?"

Zeller thought for a moment.

" There are still some mountain tribes in the west of Highleaf Ridge and the northwest of Moss Green Hills. We plan to annex them before the celebration. This will be very helpful for the future development of the Rolling Stone Kingdom.

"The scale of these tribes is not large, so they do not meet the conditions for a large-scale battle. I plan to send a force to deter them. I believe they will understand the direction of the wind.

"If possible, I hope you can send a portion of the undead to become a member of this army."

Matthew readily agreed,

"No problem.

"Do you need a bone dragon?"

Zeller smiled gently.

"That would be great."

" An ordinary bone dragon will do."

Matthew was still discussing the details with Zeller.

Puff!

The sound came from behind the desk.

Rheagar raised the cup of coffee with an incredulous expression.

"Is this pot washing water?

" Why are they all dregs?!

" Madam Wesley?!

" Madam Wesley?!"

There was no response to Regar's shout.

He pressed the cup on the desk indignantly.

"This old woman is always hard of hearing!

"Next week!

"I'll definitely fire her next week!"

Zeller reminded,

"But next week is the Winter Festival."

Rheagar hesitated for a moment.

Then, he vowed,

"Next next week then!"

..

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of December.

The cold winter had unknowingly arrived.

Matthew's shoes left a foot-deep mark on the white snow.

The cold wind from the Hellen Mountains slapped his face.

He could not help but wrap his clothes around himself.

"It has been more than three years…"

He walked in the snow-covered forest.

Matthew was rather emotional.

The snow had started yesterday afternoon and continued to fall until this morning.

Matthew had just left the cemetery when he was amazed by the silver-covered forest.

The sudden heavy snow covered the earth with a layer of silver frost overnight.

In the forest.

The crown of the oak tree seemed to be stuffed with cotton.

The situation on the ground was slightly better.

However, the frost, snow, and ice on the ground also announced the arrival of winter.

The ground was no longer suitable for small animals to live on.

However, the greatest advantage of this land was that there were many underground caves.

Under the effects of the Life Sanctuary, the Holy Land of Life was able to create a new world.

These burrows had a higher temperature, enough to provide shelter for most animals through the winter.

Other than that.

The centaur tribe had also built shelters of various sizes beside the World Tree.

The World Tree Bogard could not provide a warm environment.

But beside him.

At least, the temperature would not drop as cold as the other snow-covered lands.

Centaurs were creatures that were extremely afraid of cold.

Normally, they would not be active since winter, but with the blessing of the Life Sanctuary and the World Tree, the situation in the neighbourhood was a little different.