Chapter 108 It's a waste of time for you to practice spells
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"I didn't find Su Guo."
Facing Samantha’s excited questions, Matthew calmly replied:
"But I did find some clues related to the Su Kingdom in the south. I got a part-time job called "Balance Envoy". I don't know if it is the "secret that controls the power of life and death" you mentioned.
But it does have the effect of balancing everything.”
Samantha's eyes twinkled.
She nodded slowly, then smiled with relief:
"Sorry, I lost my temper a little."
Matthew shook his head:
"Everyone has their own obsessions, which is normal."
Samantha bit her lip and said nothing more.
The two chatted for a while.
Samantha and Ella began to repair a shrine located on the thirteenth floor of the insect nest.
There was only the remnant of divine power left in the shrine, and the statue of the Moonlight Goddess had long since disappeared. Fortunately, they had been prepared. After completing a series of repair rituals, Samantha took out a brand new statue of the goddess and placed it in it.
Wow!
A white light wave rippled out from the statue.
Matthew could clearly feel that it was the power of the Moonlight Goddess!
"Asia's condition seems to have improved a lot?"
He thought to himself.
"Well, after the shrine is repaired, we, as moonwalkers, can teleport here directly, saving us the trouble of walking."
Samantha pulled up her hair:
"I plan to continue cleaning the insect nest in one to two weeks. During this period, I need to make a lot of preparations. I will call Craig then."
Matthew nodded and said:
"Just ask Ella to notify me."
He felt a slight sense of crisis.
The female orc Clegg is obviously very capable in combat, but her relationship with Samantha is still unknown.
If Craig also joins Moonglade, then Matthew's importance to Asia may be compromised.
Before the moonlight goddess "changes her mind and falls in love with someone else", Matthew must show his worth.
Then the next time you clean the insect nest is the best time to show it off.
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The next day.
Matthew took the female goat to work as usual.
But today, as soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Zeller, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Good morning, Matthew."
While sorting out the documents on the table, Zeller greeted Matthew:
"How is the office? Can you get used to it?"
Matthew smiled and responded:
"Everything is fine here, just like what my dream job should be like."
Zeller smiled and then glanced at his female goat.
Matthew immediately explained:
"I'm learning "Malevolent Transfiguration"."
A trace of envy flashed in Zeller's eyes:
"So you chose a goat for your malicious form? It's a good choice. Unlike us warlocks, whatever is awakened is whatever it is. I hate frogs the most, but many of my abilities are related to frogs."
Matthew shrugged:
"But occasionally I want to get something for nothing like a warlock. I heard that a lucky warlock can master new spells even if he eats, sleeps, or drinks water."
Zeller explained with a smile in his eyes:
"Warlocks usually go through the stage you mentioned, but it mostly occurs during adolescence when abilities are rapidly improving. But before that, you don't know how much pressure and stimulation we have endured."
Said.
He looked at the female goat again with some confusion:
"I always feel that she is not in good condition."
Matthew said sheepishly:
"She was a little frightened last night. I don't know if she can get through it."
Came back from the cemetery yesterday.
Although the female goat was not frightened to death, her mental state was extremely depressed.
Matthew felt it and found that her pulse was very weak. Then he took another look with his spiritual vision and confirmed that the goat's soul was also dim.
This rang a warning bell in Matthew’s heart——
Although I can get along happily with the undead, most ordinary living creatures are still very afraid of the undead.
A zombie swarm is enough to scare ordinary people into fainting just by appearing next to them.
He must further strengthen the management of cemeteries and oak forests.
More warning signs are already on the way.
As for this female goat.
Matthew wasn't sure how long she could hold on, but he hoped she could hold on until the day he fully understood the malicious transformation technique.
The two were talking.
Rhaegar appeared in his pajamas, carrying coffee.
"Has the problem in Riverside Village been solved?"
Rhaegar asked Zeller.
The latter nodded:
"The emotions of the villagers have been calmed down, and I assure them that similar things will not happen in the future."
Rhaegar greeted Matthew and motioned for him to come and listen, and then continued to ask:
"So, what happened that made it almost impossible to collect taxes in the second half of last year?"
Zeller said:
"The tax collector we sent to Riverside Village was Little Patton. As soon as he arrived there, he slept with all the women in the village chief's family."
Rhaegar reacted subconsciously:
"So the village chief is angry?"
Zeller waved his hand:
"The village chief volunteered, and so did the women in his family."
Rhaegar asked doubtfully:
"Then how did it happen that the villagers in Hepan Village refused to pay taxes and beat little Patton?"
Zeller also had a strange look on his face:
"The strange thing about this incident is that after little Patton had a one-night affair with the women of the village chief's family, he suddenly found himself infected with scabies the next day, and his entire crotch was covered with dense scabies. At that time, he was angry
I went crazy and went straight to the village chief to argue."
Rega took a sip of coffee and frowned:
"He wants to ask for compensation from the village chief?"
Zeller still shook his head:
"No, he proposed two options to the village chief. First, he would take off the village chief's crotch in public to see if he had similar symptoms; second, if the village chief did not agree with the first item, then he would
The village chief’s women will be attacked again, and at least one of them will be taken away.”
When Matthew heard this, he was extremely shocked by the tax officer's thinking.
Rhaegar was also a little confused.
"Afterwards, I found little Patton, and his explanation was that since he had been infected with the disease, he might as well feel refreshed, and when he returned to the town, he would not be able to infect other people, so he had to take the village with him.
A tall woman."
It was probably Zeller's first time dealing with this kind of thing. He looked very speechless:
"Of course the village chief disagreed. He claimed that he and his women were very clean, and the two sides had a dispute about this. The dispute quickly escalated into a conflict. You also know what happened next. Little Patton was driven back in despair.
He went to Rolling Stone Town and only brought back half of the tax money, and the village chief kept the remaining half in his own hands."
"However, the village chief didn't seem to intend to resist the tax. As soon as I arrived at Hepan Village, he paid the remaining taxes in full, then pulled me into the house and took off his crotch."
Speaking of this, Zeller couldn't help coughing twice:
"I saw with my own eyes that the village chief and his women did not suffer from the disease."
Rega tapped his five fingers lightly on the desk:
"So Patton is lying?"
Zeller shook his head:
"Not necessarily. We all know little Patton's character. Although he is lustful, he has always been reliable in his work.
Ms. Liz is still very good at teaching her son. Little Patton, like his brother Brad, has never made a mistake in his position in the past few years.
This time, I may have been stimulated by the disease, and my behavior became so erratic afterwards.
I checked his body and found that he had severe scabies.
According to Little Patton, it came out after that night.
The whole thing is unbelievable.
Even though I couldn't get rid of all the acne with the primary disease-removing scroll, I suspected that someone was doing something secretly.
But after staying in Hepan Village for several days, I didn’t get anything extra, so I came back first.”
Rhaegar nodded solemnly.
"Could it be related to Little Ba Mo?"
Little Bamo is the sorcerer who was suspected of kidnapping Sif and killing his biological father.
After he escaped from Rolling Stone, he was never seen again.
Zeller said uncertainly:
"This suspicion cannot be ruled out, but my divination skills did not show any relevant traces. The other party was very cunning, and there was a high probability that he would just test it out and then run away. I was worried that this would involve my energy, so I did not continue to pursue it. I arranged
Little Patton will rest at home for a while, take some herbs, and then go see him again after a while."
Rhaegar glanced at Matthew:
"Spell Consultant, what do you think?"
Matthew said seriously:
"I think Zeller handled it very well."
Rhaegar couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Is there anything else?"
he asked Zeller.
Zeller took out a piece of papyrus and placed it in front of Rega:
"This is the latest official letter from Jade Cangting. They mentioned in the letter that a group of shadow leopards are on their way."
Matthew raised his hand and asked:
"Have I heard this sentence before?"
Zeller smiled and said:
"Yes, before you were about to go south, Jade Cangting sent a team of shadow leopards to pick up our prisoners.
Unfortunately, the team of shadow leopards was attacked by a green dragon not far from the Jade Cangting, and was eventually wiped out.
Afterwards, Cuiyu Cangting investigated for a long time and wasted a lot of time.
Finally, a letter was sent to us saying that a second team of troops was sent to pick up the criminals from the Silver Frost Brotherhood."
Matthew raised his eyebrows:
"So those arsonists have been eating and drinking freely in prison for more than a month?"
Rhaegar became angry when he heard this, and he slapped the table hard:
"Reply to Jade Cangting and ask them to increase the money. If they don't move faster, I will sell this group of people to the Necromancer in White Rock City. They also hate arsonists!"
Zeller pursed his lips in disbelief.
Matthew had an idea:
"Are these criminals just sitting in jail doing nothing every day?"
Rhaegar asked rhetorically:
"if not?"
Matthew suggested expectantly:
"Why not let them work?
The arsonists are very good at making blazing glue and dragon oil. Find an overseer, give them the materials, and let them work hard for us.
You can’t just eat and drink for free, right?
If you feel that it is not appropriate for arsonists to have access to these dangerous items, why not let them build my cemetery?
I'll let the zombies keep an eye on them and nothing will go wrong."
Rhaegar and Zeller looked at each other.
The former mused:
"What you said seems to make sense."
The latter sighed and said:
"This will indeed recover the cost."
Then the two of them said in unison:
"As expected of the Necromancer!"
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"One last thing, according to the five-member committee, the haunting of the South Trading Post has become more and more serious. Howard and the owners of several craft workshops have put pressure on them many times.
The five-member committee found several spirit-killing masters in the town but could not solve the problem.
I learned about it, and the whole story is probably like this -
Starting more than 20 days ago, workers have reported one after another that they saw ghosts in the handicraft workshop.
What is strange is that everyone describes the shape of the ghost they see in a different way.
Some people said they saw a ghost stealing food in the kitchen. The ghost's body was thin and long, like an infinitely stretched noodle;
Someone said that he saw a ghost when he went to the toilet. The latter suddenly scared him when he was excreting. The next morning, even the toilet in the dry toilet was stolen by the ghost. The ghost who stole the toilet had no head and could
laugh like a child;
Some people also said that they saw a ghost sitting on a spinning wheel while working overtime. While working, the ghost asked them why they had to work so hard. Aren't they afraid of dying from exhaustion? Then the ghost gave them all the spinning wheels.
broken.
At first, Howard and other workshop owners did not believe the workers' claims.
They strictly ordered the workers to continue working.
Until recent days, Howard himself claimed to have seen ghosts.
But the ghosts he saw were different from others.
He said that he met a ghost bride, who fell in love with him at first sight and said that she would come in a ghost carriage on the 20th of this month and take him away forever.
Howard was so frightened that he stayed in the city hall and made trouble all day long.
The five-member committee had no choice but to give us the news."
After Zeller finished speaking, he took a big sip of ginger water.
Neither Matthew nor Rhaegar had any reaction.
In fantasy worlds, ghosts and the like are commonplace.
Necromancers are the natural enemies of ghosts.
Even Rhaegar can torture ghosts by applying sword oil.
This kind of thing is really not worth mentioning to extraordinary people like them.
"Do you need me to go take a look?"
Matthew asked.
Zeller shook his head:
"No need for the moment, this matter is just a routine report in the morning meeting. Let me go there first. If I can't solve it, then ask our magic consultant to take action."
Said.
He packed up his things and quickly left the office hall.
Looking at Zeller's retreating back.
Matthew was in awe:
"Zeller is really hardworking."
Rega agreed:
"Yeah, without him, I don't know what Rolling Stone would be like. Well, do you want coffee? Mrs. Wesley seems to be in a good mood today, and the coffee she brewed is just right."
Matthew said:
"Can you have a drink? I'll get it myself later. Can you lend me the newspaper?"
"No, this just arrived today. I'll get you the last issue."
Rhaegar said, got up and walked to the small room at the back.
Then he handed a copy of Alliance Weekly and three bottles of sword oil into Matthew's hands.
"This time I put a label on it, let's see if there is a market for it."
Rhaegar said.
Matthew carried his things and led the goat towards his office:
"Okay, I'll look into it."
He put the newspaper on the table and looked carefully at the label on the bottle.
The first bottle is called "Dragon Tail Sword Oil", and there are small prints below that explain that after applying it, it can cause a huge amount of extra damage to the tail of the real dragon.
The second bottle is called "Dragon Scale Sword Oil", and there is also a small description below. After applying it, it can cause a lot of additional damage to the scales and other epidermal defense tissues of the real dragon.
"It looks okay, but the classification is too detailed."
Thinking like this, Matthew focused his attention on the third bottle.
The strange thing is that this bottle only has a label and no small print instructions below.
"Dragon Root Sword Oil".
Ma Xiu was about to ask, but Rega had already walked in in a hurry. He accurately grabbed the bottle of dragon root sword oil among the three bottles, and then said without changing his expression:
"I took it wrong. This bottle is not for smearing on the sword."
Matthew raised his eyebrows with a playful expression.
One p.m.
Rhaegar takes a nap.
Matthew gets off work.
When he led the female goat through the corridor, he met Mrs. Wesley who was cleaning again.
Matthew greeted her and then asked gossiping:
"Mrs. Wesley, has your lord never had the thought of renewing your relationship over the years?"
Mrs. Wesley replied immediately:
"No, no. Although Rhaegar has been a bit of a bastard sometimes, he is a good lord and a good father. For Sif, he has never planned to marry another wife."
Matthew asked thoughtfully:
"Then does he have a mistress outside?"
Mrs. Wesley put the broom up and said with a smile:
"Of course, he is an upright man in his prime. Silly boy, how could Rhaegar not have a mistress outside? You should ask how many there are."
Matthew suddenly felt itchy:
"Can you tell me who they are?"
Mrs. Wesley looked at him with a smile:
"Before I answer your question, you have to answer me a question first - are you interested in Rhaegar's mistress? Or are you interested in Rhaegar?"
Matthew denied it and said:
"I'm just interested in gossip."
Mrs. Wesley said helplessly:
"Then forgive me for not speaking frankly. I have a very strict tone. Why don't you try asking Sif? She might know."
Matthew smiled, knowing that the old lady was making fun of him, so he didn't take it to heart and quickly walked out of the office hall.
Arriving at the corridor on the east side of the Lord's Mansion, before walking a few steps, the female goat suddenly twitched a few times, and then fell down weakly.
Matthew bent over to examine it, then sighed deeply.
Hopeless.
At this time, Mrs. Wesley happened to come out with a broom.
"Need any help, kid?"
she asked with concern.
"No, please inform the lord and Mr. Zeller that if they are free tonight, I will invite them to my house for dinner."
Having said this.
Matthew asked the soldier to carry the goat.
Then the two of them quickly left the Lord's Mansion.
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“Last night’s mutton soup was really good!”
Early the next morning.
Rhaegar said to Matthew when they met:
"Brad has never liked mutton, but I saw that he ate a big bowl yesterday, and so did Sif. Paige's cooking is indeed amazing. It's a pity that Li Weiqi went to Gao Yeling, otherwise he would definitely have applauded her.
.”
Matthew forced a smile:
"Compared to mutton soup, I still prefer the taste of roasted lamb legs."
Rhaegar's eyes moved behind him:
"Another goat?"
Matthew nodded:
"I just bought it this morning. It's a billy goat, and the price is even more expensive."
Rhaegar expressed concern:
"How is your spell practice going?"
Matthew sighed and said:
"There's not much progress. After eating mutton yesterday, I seem to have made a little progress, but I'm not sure if that's my imagination."
Rhaegar tried:
"How about having another meal tonight?"
Matthew seriously refused:
"impossible!"
"I won't let him be frightened in any way this time."
something unexpected may happen any time.
When planting trees in the afternoon.
Matthew originally tied the billy goat in the woods.
But somehow, this guy managed to break free of the noose and run away.
The soldiers heard the news and rushed to pursue him.
As a result, the guy raised his knife and chopped off the goat's head.
Wait until Matthew arrives.
This goat is almost running out of blood!
Without any choice.
Matthew had no choice but to invite relatives and friends to his home for a whole-sheep feast again.
The third day.
Matthew leads a little lamb to work.
Rhaegar was delighted when he saw it:
“Are you going to switch to lamb today?”
"It's true, it's quite a waste of time for you to practice a spell."
Matthew tried to keep a polite smile:
"No, I'm just short of money and can't afford to buy an adult goat."
"Lord, would you like to support me a little?"
"The spell consultant doesn't have money to learn spells. If word spreads, it will be bad for Rolling Stone Town's reputation, right?"
Rhaegar shrank his head and continued reading the newspaper.
There is a lesson learned.
Matthew paid close attention to this little lamb.
No matter where he went, he held on to the reins.
In order to prevent the opponent from getting loose, Matthew kept tightening the rope.
finally.
Thanks to Matthew's unremitting efforts.
After returning from a trip to the toilet.
He found that the little lamb had suffocated and died!
night.
Matthew's home was brightly lit and everyone was eating happily.
Only Matthew was crying secretly in his heart.
After a satisfying meal.
Everyone is chatting.
Just then.
A warning sign flashed before Matthew's eyes!
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"Warning: The forces of the Ash Lord have arrived, and they will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"
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Matthew stood up immediately and said to the people chatting on the sofa:
"Everyone, I'm afraid we have something to do tonight!"
His expression was serious, but he felt quite relieved.
