A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 276

Chapter 276: I Want All His Information Within One Minute!

Translator: Lonelytree

If you hold the Scorched Earth of Death to protect the residents of Rolling Stone Town and to stop the Scar of the Dead from moving south, not only will it not affect your entrance examination, but it might even be a bonus.

“Anyway, I apologize for my impulsiveness just now.” Matthew waved his hand nonchalantly.

“It’s fine as long as the misunderstanding is cleared up.”

Alice said seriously,

Based on your attainments in necromancy, I’m afraid our previous evaluation was a little superfluous. I’ve never heard of a 3rd rank mage who could control so many undead. Your summoned creatures are also different from those lifeless creatures. I can feel that they seem to be like living people, possessing the spirituality of the living.

“Uh, if you don’t mind, I still need to verify the situation with the local lord later. If it’s true, I’ll apologize to you again. After that, your recruitment assessment will be fine with me.” Fandral was too lazy to scold her.

Matthew didn’t care.

“There’s no need for an apology. If you can report the situation here truthfully, it would be best if you can help me get help from the Alliance.”

Alice said awkwardly,

“I’m afraid that’s not possible. As the entry assessment personnel, we still have to avoid suspicion on the surface.

However, I can give you a few templates. You can draft two applications based on these templates and submit them through your referees. One of them is to apply for permission to use the ‘Forbidden Ritual’. If you act without permission, there may be problems if you run into the Enforcers of other factions in the Alliance. The other was a research application for the Scar of the

“With your connections, these two applications should be approved very soon. There should be no problems after that.”

Fandral turned his head away.

He didn’t seem to want to comment on the subject.

Oh right, after you officially become a member of the Alliance, the higher-ups will appoint a ‘supervising tutor’ for you. He will be responsible for the assessment and evaluation of your rookie phase for the next three years. Generally speaking, the supervising tutor himself is very busy. The so-called assessment is just a process. You only need to visit him regularly.”

Alice added.

Matthew sincerely thanked Alice.

The two of them then bade farewell and left.

Matthew watched them leave on a wide blue magic carpet.

Then…

He subconsciously looked at the open space in the north, where several zombies were digging holes.

Looking at the large and small holes.

Matthew’s hands immediately itched.

“Since you’re already here, plant a few more!” A few minutes later.

Above the clouds, the magic carpet returned.

“Alice, I’ve told you many times, don’t complicate things! ” Fandral’s voice was clearly displeased.

“Can’t you just do the job we’re given?

“You promised me before!”

Alice said somewhat guiltily,

“I’m sorry. I planned to do as you said, but I couldn’t go against my conscience when I encountered such a sensitive matter.

“You know, I used to hunt down evil mages in Mount Hesso, and at least half of them were necromancers. I really couldn’t convince myself to turn a blind eye.

“I have to see what he’s like when we’re not around.”

Fandral looked at her discontentedly.

The latter lowered her head and apologized, but she was still stubborn.

Fandral lowered the carpet helplessly.

“Shut up. I’m not sure if the invisibility effect of this thing can fool Ronan’s disciple.”

Alice nodded vigorously.

The two of them secretly descended.

Very quickly.

They saw Matthew’s figure.

He carried a bag of saplings and happily passed through the zombie crowd. Then, he carefully transplanted one of the saplings into the pit.

The zombie underlings immediately waved their shovels and filled in a thin layer of mature soil.

Matthew was very skilled. He poured a little fast-growing potion mixed with water into the sapling. In a few minutes, the sapling grew into an oak tree that was three to four people tall!

“What is this necromancer doing?”

The two of them were shocked by the scene in front of them.

“Plant trees?”

Fandral answered uncertainly.

“I know. Why is he planting the trees?” Alice asked, puzzled. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s a hobby?”

Fandral tried to speculate,

“Perhaps he has been in contact with the undead for too long and is under a lot of pressure, and he needs a way to vent?” As he spoke, his face was filled with disbelief.

“Wait!”

Alice suddenly thought of something.

“The oak forest we saw just now, could it be that he planted it by himself?”

The two looked at each other.

After a long time, Fandral hesitated and said,

“It shouldn’t be to the extent of…Right?”

In the northernmost floating city.

In a magnificent library.

With the appearance of a man in a pure white robe, the bookshelves on both sides fell backwards like gears.

The man took a step forward. Under his feet was an endless starry sky.

Every step he took seemed to cross an entire era.

The man came to the end of the library.

There was an ancient long table with thick books on it. In one of the books, there was a lazy dragon with a blue head and skin.

Behind the table sat a woman who looked to be in her twenties.

Her skin was fair and translucent, her lips were pale, and her hair was pure white. At this moment, it spread out on the starry floor like a waterfall. “This is the list of newcomers who recently joined the Alliance.”

The man respectfully handed over a piece of paper.

If there was anyone else around, they would be surprised by the man’s attitude and curious about the white-haired woman’s identity. After all, there were very few people in the entire Aindor Continent who could make the strongest person under the Seven Great Alliance, the Chief Mage of the Northernmost Floating City, Edmond, show such a respectful attitude.

The white-haired woman looked at the names on the list and said,

“You don’t have to do this, Edmond. I’m a sinner expelled by the Alliance.”

Edmond bent even lower.

“You will always be my teacher.

In fact, as long as you don’t publicly publicize that despairing theory, you will forever be the number one mage of the Alliance. I believe that the others won’t have any objections.” The woman snorted. “Do you want to shut me up?” Edmond hurriedly said,

“I didn’t mean it that way, Teacher.”

The woman crumpled the paper into a ball.

“Boring, isn’t there any interesting newcomer in the Alliance? Even if they couldn’t be like Ronan back then, he should at least be at the level of Blinken, right? By the way, where did Blinken go?”

Edmond said awkwardly,

“Lady Isabelle, Blinken rebelled against us many years ago.”

The white-haired woman’s eyes froze. At that moment, it was as if a few epochs of stories had flashed past her eyes.

“Is that so? My mental state seemed to have gotten worse.”

Isabelle said nonchalantly,

“Blinken has betrayed us, so you should capture him back, just like how you dealt with me back then.”

Edmond said, sweating profusely.

“Teacher, back then, I…

Isabelle stopped him with a face full of annoyance.

“I hate explanations, and I hate nonsense. The only way to prove your loyalty to me is through action.

“If you didn’t stand on my side and kill the other two idiots with me, then don’t act like you’re loyal to me.”

Edmond fell silent.

At this moment, the skylight at the top of the library was pushed open, and a snowy owl threw in a brand new letter.

A dark red magic mark was drawn on the snovvy owl’s forehead.

Edmond took the letter, his expression suddenly becoming a little strange. A moment later, he hesitantly handed the letter over.

“The Alliance just recruited a newcomer. He was recommended by Ronan. His resume is very interesting.” Isabelle took the information.

Just a glance.

She patted the table lightly.

“I want all his information in one minute.

“By the way, has his supervisor been decided? Even if it has, chase that idiot anyway.

“I’ll be the mentor and supervisor for this newcomer.”