This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

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Feeling the unusual heat in Beanna's eyes, Matthew couldn't help but want to reply,

"It's normal for men to like powerful roles, right? "

Then, he realized.

His guess about the Abyss Deathmatch was correct. Sif had indeed killed those Level-20 Fallen Angels!

Barthor's blood was indeed terrifying!

Matthew immediately replied,

"So, were those monsters really killed by Sif?

"How did she do it? "

Beanna pouted, and her cheeks puffed up. She was obviously unhappy with Matthew's forceful change of topic.

However, regarding what happened in the Abyss Death Duel...

The two girls probably had a tacit understanding in private.

Beanna knew that she had let it slip, so she chose to remain silent.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Matthew wasn't that eager to know what happened when Sif turned into the Daughter of Purgatory.

He took the opportunity to divert Beanna's attention.

He spoke again,

"I respect your decision.

"But you must always pay attention to your safety. I think Tyraste's current situation is not very stable. Yes, his attention is all on his clansmen, but there's no guarantee that he might turn his attention to outsiders at any time. I'm not sure if the master-disciple relationship between him and you is as strong as you think. You have to judge it yourself. "

As he spoke.

He took out three spell scrolls from his inventory and handed them to Beanna.

These were all escape spells, and they were not top-notch. However, if they were prepared in advance, they should be able to fight for a chance of survival for Beanna, even against Tyraste.

This was the advantage of spells over melee classes.

In the past.

Beanna probably wouldn't accept Matthew's things.

But this time, she chose to accept it with a smile.

Matthew could clearly feel the change in the girl's temperament from her eyes.

Compared to the impressive confession she made when she left Rolling Stone Town.

Beanna had indeed matured a lot.

She obviously had her own thoughts.

This made Matthew appreciate it even more.

"I'll protect myself. I've been learning these things since I left Rolling Stone Town. "

Beanna's voice was light and cheerful, as if she had obtained something extraordinary when she had put away the scroll.

On the contrary, Matthew suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He came here mainly to find out about Tyraste's situation from Tyrani.

From the current situation.

Tyrani knew very little.

Perhaps the poor girl spent most of her time under Beanna's hypnosis.

She never saw her old father.

On the other hand, Beanna had secretly become Tyraste's disciple.

Thinking of this.

Matthew was about to ask Beanna if she had any information about Tyraste's location.

The latter, however, spoke as if they had telepathy,

"Every morning at four o'clock, I will go to Phoenix Village to learn about the Bamboo Staff Sword Technique from Mr. Tyraste for about an hour.

"Phoenix Hill is the small hill near the southern city wall. There is a bamboo forest on it. I've taken you there before.

"If you have a message for Mr. Tyraste, I can pass it on for you. Je knows about our relationship, er, I mean he knows we're both from Rolling Stone. "

Matthew weighed the two troll sacred items in his hand and slowly said,

"That's just right.

"Please tell him that I have two treasures from the era of the Troll Empire. I hope he can help me identify them. If possible, I will send them over in two days."

The Holy Grail of Sin and the Crown of Sin were treasures that were extremely sensitive to evil elements.

The feedback on the changes in his spirit was especially clear.

If there were traces of Tyraste's mind being distorted or his will being disturbed...

No matter how brilliant his methods were, it was impossible for him to hide from these two sacred objects.

Beanna agreed readily.

The next day.

In the same room at the Prancing Pony Inn.

Beanna brought a message from Tyraste.

"Mr. Tyraste asked me to tell you that he's in the middle of something very important, and he doesn't want to be distracted at this juncture.

"If there's something more important, he'd be willing to see you, but not for the study of relics.

"Also, he told you not to worry. He won't hurt Ms. Alan. If you're worried, you can send a messenger to write to Ms. Alan. "

Matthew heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

It seemed like Tyraste was very clear about his intentions.

As long as he didn't hurt Alan and didn't implicate the Alliance, everything was fine.

Since the other party had given him enough face.

Matthew naturally couldn't continue to pester him.

After he returned, he immediately sent Sanger to send a letter to Alan.

The letter arrived as promised.

Alan also wrote back to Matthew.

This reply was not long. On the one hand, Alan told Matthew that she was currently safe and had not been hurt by Tyraste. On the other hand, she also expressed her hope that the Alliance could intervene and stop Tyraste's actions.

She thought that Tyraste was standing on the opposite side of the elven society.

The wood elves, regardless of gender or age.

No one would support him.

Any policy that lacked the support of the masses would only lead to a greater disaster if it was pushed forward with extraordinary power.

Matthew actually agreed with Alan's point of view.

Tyraste's steps were too big. This was no longer a matter of threading lines but directly stabbing the elves' hearts three times.