A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

She looked like she had a lingering fear. Although she was a little angry, she did not continue to cause trouble.

The two male elves seemed to have wanted to interfere at first.

However, they soon saw Beanna's armband and chose to remain silent.

"The Windchaser's armband is quite useful."

After watching the three elves leave, Matthew couldn't help but tease,

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to become…"

He couldn't find the right words to describe it.

In Matthew's mind, Beanna was still an ignorant, quiet, and reserved girl.

"A shrew?"

Beanna smiled and sat down. Her posture was still very elegant, and there was nothing wrong with her etiquette.

"I have no choice. Most of the people here bully the weak and fear the strong. I can only act tough to survive better.

" There is an unwritten rule in Jade Court. The opposite sex can't participate in a fight between the same sex, so I just need to ensure that I'm stronger than most of the same sex.

" That female elf is nothing. The students who learned the Sword Chant with me are the ones who are hard to deal with…"

Beanna casually talked about the difficulties she had encountered in class.

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She seemed to be able to deal with those things very calmly now.

But after Matthew heard it.

He couldn't help but say softly,

"It's still very hard, right?"

Beanna froze for a moment, then turned her head and wiped the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief.

The dining table fell silent.

Fortunately, the owner of the restaurant personally brought the plates over.

Faced with the dazzling array of roasted meat and all kinds of strange seasonings, the two of them could not help but be tempted.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Beanna didn't flatter him too much.

Elf barbecue was indeed a masterpiece.

Matthew's mouth was full of oil as he praised,

"It's really great."

Beanna's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.

After eating, the two of them rested for a while.

Beanna lowered her head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, she asked,

"So, what's going on between you and Sif?"

Matthew said frankly,

" Rheagar wants me to be with her. Well, I'm not sure what Sif thinks for the time being, and I'm still considering it myself.

" I'm not sure if I'll like Sif. If it were before, the answer would most likely be no. But now, she seems a little different…"

Beanna looked thoughtful after hearing this.

"She's more attractive than before, right?

"So you like this type…"

Matthew stretched.

"Maybe. I'm not sure.

"There are more important things for me now."

As he spoke.

He looked out the window.

In the gaps between the trees, one could vaguely see an ugly grey-brown colour.

Of course.

Scar of the Dead!

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Dusk.

Seven kilometres away from the south wall of Jade Court.

A greyish-brown lake-like Scar of the Dead formed once again.

If one looked down from the sky.

The lake was like the pupil of an eye, and the winding Scar of the Dead on both sides was the other part of the eye.

Matthew stood nearby and quietly sensed the changes in the elements in the Scar of the Dead.

The night breeze blew.

A few sparks flew out from the Scar of the Dead.

Suddenly.

His confused eyes became focused.

"What can I do for you?"

Matthew turned around.

A tall and straight figure was standing less than 20 meters away from him.

It was a Wood Elf with an old face.

He held a bamboo stick in his arms. He looked old and lazy, but his eyes were sharp.

"Mr. Tyraste.

"I don't look that old, right?"

Matthew looked at the bamboo stick in the other party's hand and said in a low voice.

Tyraste said calmly,

"I heard that Nila's bow is in your hands.

"Can you lend it to me to take a look…"

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[Hint: You have encountered the Sword Saint of the Apocalypse, Tyraste (LV28/Hero Mode)!]

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