A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Matthew’s head was full of question marks.

“What about Mage’s Hand?”

Loraine blinked.

Legend has it that in the Age of Enlightenment, many mages would lock themselves in their mage towers and not come out all day in order to study spells. Under such circumstances, it was common for them not to see other people for several years, let alone the opposite sex.

” That’s why they invented the Hand of Magic. Their goal was to experience the feeling of being comforted by a hand other than their own.

“Now that I think about it, those mages in ancient times are quite pitiful.

Regarding this, I have a unique theory. By observing the colour of a mage’s ‘Mage Hand,’ I can determine whether he has a partner and whether he is happy with his partner… ”

Matthew’s temples throbbed as he listened.

He wanted to retort.

However, looking at Loraine’s confident expression, he realized that it was not a wise move to argue with him.

The main thing was… if he continued to argue, Matthew might even be convinced by him!

“Your understanding of spells is indeed unique.”

Matthew had no choice but to flatter him,

“You can write a book in this field, which might sell better than your novel.” Loraine’s eyes lit up.

“You’re right. Let me think. How about ‘Lorraine’s Magical Use of Spells’ as the title?

“But since it’s a serious work in the field of magic, a bard like me is definitely not authoritative enough. I still need to find a powerful magic consultant, and that person can only be you, Matthew!

“Other than providing the necessary knowledge, you also have to help me provide demonstrations.

“How about this, Matthew, let me see your Mage’s Hand first?” Loraine revealed a smile that revealed her true intentions.

“I refuse!”

Matthew immediately rejected Loraine’s invitation.

But then he explained to himself,

“I’m a Necromancer, and I’m exposed to negative energy all year round. It’s inevitable that my Hand of Magic will be contaminated. Mine is not a typical case.

“Besides, my magic power is low and not worth mentioning. So, Loraine, you should find someone else for the position of magic consultant.” Hearing this, Loraine immediately showed an unhappy expression.

“Hey, Matthew, you’re not a friend. Your excuse might fool others, but not me. A person who can create an undead tornado and easily blow up the altar of a great demon can’t possibly have low magic power.”

Matthew looked at him in surprise. “How did you know about these?” Lorraine puffed out his chest proudly, his jacket opening wider.

It was only then that Matthew noticed that this fellow’s chest hair had been specially trimmed into the shape of a heart. It looked as flashy as it could be.

“Bards know everything, my dear.

“High-level Bards had a class feature called Catching Wind and Shadow.

“That is, any major event that happens within 20 to 100 kilometres of us has a certain chance of being perceived by us. If a bard’s perception is high enough, he can even witness some fragments of the scene of the major event in the form of a vision.

“If you ask me, blowing up the Evil Demon Altar is nothing, but that tornado is really cool!

“I followed the strange phenomenon all the way to St, Ji Island.

“Even the zombie’s brain and intestines were clearly seen when they were thrown out by the tornado!” said Lorraine smugly.

Catching Wind and Shadows?

The bards of this world actually had this ability?

It was no wonder that as long as something big happened, people would always know about it.

With these human-shaped news communicators, it was almost impossible to do something big in a low-key manner.

Matthew secretly noted this down.

Seeing that the topic had been successfully changed, he took the initiative to talk about his encounter in the rainforest.

He talked about his landing on the island, his visit to Yu Lian, his return to the rainforest to fight the Dragon Worship Sect, and finally, Blinken’s escape.

He skipped over many of the details, but Loraine still listened attentively.

However, what surprised Matthew was that the thing that piqued Lorraine’s interest the most from his story was the Fire Dragon!

“What happened after that? Did you save him? I’m talking about that poor dragon called Aru. He was so fat, so it was definitely not convenient for him to move, right?”

Lorraine asked with concern.

Matthew reminded, “Arutren is a male Ground Fire Dragon.”

Lorraine shook his head.

“I just want to talk to him. Don’t you think he’s very powerful? He’s been oppressed by the Dragon Worship Sect for five years, but he’s still in high spirits.”

Seeing his strong thirst for knowledge.

Matthew could only tell him,

“That dragon was too fat and couldn’t squeeze into the path leading to the Underdark. In the end, the Black Banyan Tribe took him in.

“The rainforest is rich in ecology, but the Black Banyan Tribe definitely cannot afford to raise him. He would probably have to learn to hunt by himself.

“However, it’s not that there’s no good news. Before I left, he told me that he wanted to lose weight and was going to be a vegetarian for the next period of time.

“If he could really become a vegetarian, he might have a chance to improve his health.”

Loraine clicked his tongue in wonder and repeatedly said that she wanted to find that fire dragon to exchange experiences. The two of them chatted for a while.

After lunch.

Matthew still hadn’t seen Old Lucky. He had planned to take Lara away from Marsh City in the afternoon and continue their journey.

However, he met Lorraine, who enthusiastically pulled Matthew to his side and said that he wanted to treat him to a good show..