This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Beanna's face lit up. She nodded and left with the stone basin.

He watched the girl's back as she left.

Matthew muttered in his heart.

Isabelle and the other Holy Mages and Superior Legends appeared in his mind.

Would Isabelle allow Tyraste to become a god?

If she agreed, what about Ronan and Qin Wuyue?

And Chen and You Ruo?

Previously, the Goddess of Moonlight had given away the moon in exchange for the opportunity to revive hundreds of years later.

What right did Tyraste have?

What kind of chips did he have in his hands?

"I feel like I'm almost being used as a bargaining chip again..."

Recalling Beanna's gaze when she looked up at him, Matthew naturally thought of the scene before the girl left Rolling Stone Town.

It was really hard to reject her gaze.

Fortunately, Matthew was sober enough.

"Jade Court is really a shitty place!

"If I had stayed in Rolling Stone Town, there wouldn't be so much shit! "

Matthew shook his head.

I'd better concentrate on my own planting.

He only needed to report the abnormal movements of Tyraste to the Silver Council regularly.

Before Legend.

He was only fit to be a moving vision and a microphone.

Don't get involved in anything else.

In his thoughts, he planned to leave.

But at this moment.

Matthew suddenly turned to the other side of the ruins. There was no one in the shadows, but he smelled a faint fragrance.

"Alan? "

Matthew looked at the shadow speechlessly.

After a few seconds.

The elven mage walked out of the shadows awkwardly.

"I thought you couldn't find me. "

Matthew frowned.

"Were you eavesdropping? "

Alan hurriedly waved her hand and said,

"No, no, I respect other people's privacy.

"I didn't hear a word you said.

"Well, the reason why I'm hiding here is because I saw you sneaking over here. I was worried that the two of you would do something ridiculous here... "

Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"This is the ruins of the Temple of the Elven God!

"Who would do stuff in a place like this? "

Alan puffed up her cheeks innocently.

"That's hard to say... "

It was Matthew's turn to be stunned.

The elven mage blushed.

"When I was reading ancient books, I saw many similar descriptions of customs in some books.

"It was said that the Holy Virgin of the Elf Tribe was the most popular object of adultery.

"Many young male elves dreamed of having a tryst with the Holy Maiden during the Elven God's sacrificial ceremony.

"This was almost equivalent to the achievement of slaying a dragon. Well, it shouldn't be that exaggerated, but for young elves, it was indeed something to brag about for a lifetime... "

Matthew finally reacted.

"So you wood elves used to do this, right?

"Wait, do something at the sacrificial ceremony? Wouldn't the God of Elves object? "

Alan coughed, and her expression became more and more guilty, but she still explained to Matthew frankly,

"The Elven God has always been open-minded.

" He believed that an appropriate affair could inject a hint of a moisturizer into the elves 'numb marriage. It could maintain the freshness of life and occasionally satisfy the stimulation that the partner could not provide.

" He felt that this would help stabilize the overall structure of the elven community.

"Although I don't quite agree with his philosophy, from the historical statistics, when the God of Elves was still active, the probability of the Wood Elves growing old together seemed to be the highest. After the fall of the God of Elves, the phenomenon of men and women parting ways became more and more obvious... "

Matthew was completely silenced.

What else could he say?

As expected of a Wood Elf!

"So, does Tyraste have a lover? "

Matthew suddenly asked.

Alan was stunned.

She thought about it seriously for a long time and finally shook her head.

"No.

"He seems to care only for his stick.

"Uh, I mean his bamboo stick. Uh, literally bamboo stick... "

Alan explained clumsily.

Matthew looked at her with a smile.

"There's no need to stress it. "

The Elven Mage blushed and retreated into the shadows, disappearing.

Matthew laughed and shook his head.

From the perspective of the wood elves, Alan was actually quite young. Most of her mana was inherited from her father, the demigod of the forest. It was normal for her to be shy.

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The scene when Alan fled with a red face was quite romantic.

Even a strong-willed person like Matthew would think that it was a beautiful scene.

However, on second thought.

Even such a beautiful girl might become as numb as the other wood elves after a few hundred years.

Matthew was instantly bored.

He left the stone house, found a high spot, and continued to observe the progress of the ritual.

In the afternoon...

Beanna continued to lead the exiles and other onlookers to repeat the glory of the elves again and again.

A small interlude occurred during this period.

On her third trip up the mountain.

A strong female elf suddenly rushed out from the nearby Camphor Forest.

She rushed to Beanna and shouted,

"There's no place for you here!

"The hymn of the Elven God is not for a human like you to sing!

"Only the Holy Fairy Maiden has the right to do this!

"Not a bitch who relied on her rotten chest to get to the top! "

After cursing.

The vulgar female elf rushed in front of Beanna and slapped her!

Pa!

A slap landed on Beanna's face.

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