……

The official inn of Rolling Stone.

Inside Suite 3.

After a long four-hour conversation, Matthew left the room satisfied.

In the course of chatting.

He and Carmela agree on the "necromancer's business" and "finding the ancient breath".

It was only after an in-depth understanding that Matthew found out.

Carmela knows more about the tomb than she knows about it.

Even though Matthew has entered the realm of tombs and has mastered the knowledge of tombs.

But it still pales in comparison to Carmela.

If it weren't for the fact that the "Peer Smell" ability didn't work automatically, Matthew would even suspect that she was also a necromancer, an archaeologist, or simply a tomb robber!

All in all.

The Descendant of the First Moon God's knowledge of the realm of tomb robbing has reached the pinnacle.

But intuition tells Matthew.

This understanding of Carmela is purely theoretical knowledge.

This shows that this knowledge is very likely to have been directly instilled in her by the God of the First Moon.

"So the god of the first moon was the real king of tomb robbers?"

Matthew speculated maliciously.

This conjecture is not unreasonable, and in some countries full of history, many rising stars among the gods have studied tomb robbing.

After all, it's a quick way to grow your wealth or strength.

It's in this pleasant atmosphere of conversation.

The two initially formed an underground alliance.

Just as Matthew was excitedly planning to make a real combat plan.

Carmela told him that they needed to recruit at least one more partner.

On the one hand, it's because there is a rule about archaeology that has been handed down since the era of the Aether Star Covenant -

"There are many people who enter the ground, and only three can make it"

The meaning of this proverb is simple and straightforward, that is, there can be many people who go to archaeology, but the number of people who actually arrive inside the tomb to act together is better than three.

Carmella explained further.

Actually, multiples of three are fine, but in that case, there will be more people involved, and things will become more troublesome.

So three people are the most suitable.

The number of people here does not include summons, so Matthew's plan to bring in a few juniors to fill the number has been put on hold.

Although it is somewhat ridiculous to apply the rules of the First Moon Realm in the archaeological operation of the Aindo Continent.

But Carmela insisted.

Matthew agreed.

On the other hand, although both of them have rich theoretical knowledge, they lack practical experience.

The underworld of Ayndor is not as simple as it seems.

They need the cooperation of an expert with practical archaeological experience.

The profession of this specialist is preferably a thief.

After all, in the catacombs.

Traps abound, and dismantling them is an indispensable part of the archaeological process.

Matthew can certainly fill it with cannon fodder skeletons.

But the tomb mechanism is such a thing, sometimes it is just a hair and the whole body, it is better to dismantle it manually as much as possible, and not to destroy it wantonly.

Carmella said.

As soon as the last member joins, the Underground Alliance's archaeological operations can begin in earnest.

And about the place of the first operation.

Matthew had wanted to be in the tomb in the Helen Mountains.

But Carmela proposed that she could find a small tomb to practice her hands first, and by the way, improve the tacit understanding of the three of the gang.

It is also in this process.

Carmela reveals her true intentions in seclusion in the Watcher Heights-

To the east of the Watchman's Heights is the Garden of Fallen Leaves.

That is, the old royal capital of the wood elves.

According to her description.

Deep in the Garden of Fallen Leaves is a tomb with a very ancient atmosphere.

Carmela had almost poked out the entrance to the tomb.

The tomb itself is not much of a danger.

The reason why the action has not been carried out for a long time is because the tomb is close to the lair of an ancient green dragon!

The good news is.

The primeval green dragon is long gone.

The bad news is.

There was an adult green dragon that was suspected to be of the direct bloodline of the primeval green dragon and was still active in the vicinity.

That was the green dragon Fatina that Matthew had heard of many times before.

She was at odds with the Wood Elves.

The cunning former has been using guerrilla warfare to pull the elves in the direction and make the Jade Court miserable.

And the tomb that Carmella mentioned.

Its entrance is located near the main battlefield of the Green Dragon Fatina and the Elven Wind Chaser.

Therefore, there is a theoretical risk of contagion.

Matthew is quite optimistic.

In the case of a light car and only three people, it is very simple to cover up the aura with your own ability.

What he was more curious about was the identity of the tomb owner!

The tomb is located in the Court of Fallen Leaves, suggesting that its identity is related to the Wood Elves.

But the elves did not have funeral rites.

After the death of all wood elves, regardless of their status, they are all sent to the light pool.

Within three days, its corpse will turn into a point of light and enter the sea of trees, eventually transforming into a light demon or other elven life after a period of time.

But if the deceased is an elf who has committed a sin of angering nature in his lifetime, and has been severely rejected by the sea of trees in all worlds.

Then the Pool of Light will not be able to send away his body.

His soul will be forced into the underworld just like a human.

Nevertheless.

The deceased's companions will also incinerate the body, leaving no monumental structures such as tombs.

As a qualified history teacher.

Matthew was pretty sure that the Wood Elves hadn't built a single tomb for their own people in history.

Therefore, the owner of the tomb could only be a foreigner.

Their relationship is bound to be very close to the Wood Elves.

He searched in his mind for a long time, but he couldn't find a clue.

He asked Carmela for details.

The latter just smiled slightly:

"As soon as you find a third partner, I will share the identity of the tomb owner with you."

"It's not a defense against you, it's also a ritual to find an ancient breath—

Before I go into action, I must keep my secrets secret and not share it with anyone, or I risk leaking the news and attracting the attention of the evil beings hidden in the underworld and even beyond. ”

At first, Matthew thought she was just perfunctory.

But soon.

Matthew remembered the Seven Saints' 300-meter principle when digging underground space.

I was reminded of all sorts of incredible legends about the Dark Regions.

Perhaps in the depths of the land of Aiindor.

Indeed, there are some unexplained but extremely terrifying evil existences hidden.

Their threat index is no lower than that of the creatures of the outer planes.

Carmela's concerns may be true.

It was only when he left the gate of the post house and hurried towards the cemetery.

Matthew couldn't help but worry:

"So where do you go to recruit a third like-minded partner?"

He pondered it.

There don't seem to be any other thieves in Rolling Stone, right?

……

Afternoon.

Matthew managed to bring Lumière and his two men back to the cemetery.

The journey to ask for debt went well.

It's just that they encountered a little turmoil when they first entered Deep Blue Harbor, but they were all settled quickly.

Lumière found Barton the Golden Lion.

The latter also complied with mercenary contracts and paid high pensions.

He even offered to help Lumière repair his arm.

But Lumière decisively refused.

After returning to the cemetery.

Lumière looked at the heavy cash and sighed:

"I had a hunch that Barton might not have been so talkative if Peggy hadn't been with her new companion."

Matthew smiled.

Let him not think so much.

Lumière then decided to return to the rainforest with the corpses of his people and settle their families.

This time, Matthew asked Leila to accompany him on this trip.

Previously, Lyra was promoted to Shadowwalker with the help of Isabel and completely broke free from Gailan's control.

Matthew was more at ease with her.

On this trip back to the rainforest, in addition to accompanying Lumière, she will return to her old business and continue to run business.

Although the profit of the runner is no longer important to Matthew now.

But no matter how thin the mosquito's legs are, they are still meat.

Matthew never disliked having a lot of gold.

After sending Leila and Lumière away.

Matthew immediately wrote a letter to Bobo, asking him about the robotic arm.

If there is no way out on Bobo's side.

Then he will have to ask Surrell for help in the end.

……

Evening.

The northwest corner of the basement floor of the cemetery.

Wanderer's Courtyard.

It is a complex complex of more than a dozen stone houses.

The perimeter of the building is encased in a low or low wall.

Bystanders may be able to look a little as they pass by, but they can only see a scaly claw, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture.

The building was built at Richard's own expense after seeking Matthew's consent.

There is only one goal.

That is to provide a good training place for the Thousand Changeling Akika who are reluctant to leave the cemetery.

As the basement level has been turned into a place where Matthew buried his body.

Therefore, there is no one to disturb here.

It is a great place for pure practice.

Matthew walked into it slowly, and in a few moments, he found Richard and Akika in training.

Matthew didn't bother.

Instead, they watched quietly.

After a while.

He saw the roll call -

Richard is teaching Akika the Wanderer's advanced technique, "Wind Walk".

This is a combat skill that has strong explosive power and the ability to get out of battle in actual combat.

This ability requires extreme balance, explosiveness and flexibility.

Many low-level loitering people never get the hang of it for the rest of their lives.

Akika also looks clumsy.

No matter how patiently Richard taught by word and deed.

She just doesn't seem to be able to learn.

If Richard was a little anxious, she would have made a crying look.

This made Richard quite helpless.

I had to start over again and again, and I took the trouble to teach the essence of it.

Interestingly.

In the process, Matthew discovers that Akika has actually learned to walk in the wind!

She's just deliberately playing dumb up on Richard.

Followed by.

Matthew also discovered that Richard had already realized this.

He knew his students had learned.

But as long as she was still pretending that she couldn't, he continued to teach seriously.

This scene went on for a long, long time.

Matthew was amazed.

Many of the details revealed are worth pondering.

Let's start with Richard's point of view.

Under normal circumstances, such a student who likes to play stupid or play tricks is afraid that he would have abandoned him a long time ago.

But the autumn card is different.

Not only is she a student that Richard has worked so hard to win over, but she is also a changemaker!

Matthew speculated that this was because Richard saw a lot of Setrenk's shadow in Falla's body.

Setrunk was sent to the Wood Elf Village by Richard, and eventually became the creator of the Poplar Village tragedy, the apprentice of Sen'er, and the head of the Silverfrost Brotherhood;

Coincidentally.

Akika, who is also a Thousand Changelings, was also taken in by the Night Elves when he was a child.

It's just that she was driven out by the night elves early, and later went astray and joined the blight.

Until he was taken in by Matthew.

The two men have highly similar childhood experiences and an identical lineage.

As a result, Richard is always full of compensation when facing the autumn card.

He may have repented it countless times.

If he hadn't sent Setrunk to that small village in the first place, but had chosen to raise him with his own hands, the son of the old man would certainly not have become what he is now.

However, time cannot be turned back.

Richard could only use this compensation for Qiuka.

That's why he's so patient.

And from the point of view of the autumn card.

Matthew guessed that she must have been desperately lacking in love.

As an orphan who was abandoned at an early age.

Akika can only use the talent of the Thousand Changeling to move among the dangerous people.

The precarious life has developed her relatively strong character.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't have a desire for good things.

She must have enjoyed the feeling of being pampered.

Qiuka's naughtiness or playfulness is ostensibly deliberately angry with Richard, but in essence, he is just repeatedly testing his position in the other party's heart.

This is not something to be feared.

And it is precisely the manifestation of extreme insecurity.

"That's Richard, who can maintain such a good demeanor for so long, if it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have turned around and left."

Matthew sighed in his heart.

Although the pair of masters and apprentices are still not very compatible on the surface, they have actually accepted their respective sides.

This unique form of getting along with each other may also be the most suitable way for them.

Matthew could perceive it clearly.

Akika's Swift Wind Walk is many times more clever than that of the average wanderer.

I believe it won't be long.

She can grow into a very good wanderer.

But for now.

The two of them continued to tug at each other over the details of Swift Walk.

After another moment.

I guess Akika is bored.

She suddenly took on Richard's form, and then imitated the other man's movements and used several extremely virtuosic wind walks.

Richard looked approving.

He first highly praised Qiuka's ability to imitate.

And then the positive color road:

"Your talent is high, especially in the fields of disguise, imitation, transformation, etc."

"But remember, transfiguration is only a means, don't let it become your survival dependency, and don't let yourself get lost in it."

Akika was still on top of Richard's face.

She asked, with wide, sparkling eyes:

"What if I'm really lost?"

"I mean, I've always felt that I wasn't anything special about me, other than that I could shapeshift."

"I'm not as good-looking as Siv, not as good as Peggy as cooking, not as good as Matthew who can plant trees, not as good as Ah Bing who can dance, not even as good as those zombies...... Some zombies gnaw on the graves, and it's strange to look good! ”

"With such a mediocrity and such a lack of talent, under the backdrop of other identities, it is only a matter of time before I am lost, right?"

Richard didn't say anything after listening.

But his expression became very serious.

Qiuka shrank her head, but she still insisted:

"I didn't mean to raise the bar, I really wondered about that."

"I don't really like to be like other people, but once I get used to the convenience of this ability, it's hard to go back."

"I'm actually quite scared, Mr. Richard, if, one day, I do to get myself back if I really get lost in another identity?"

After listening.

Richard replied very seriously:

"It's really gratifying for you to think about this level, most of the out-of-control Changelings in history, most of them have extremely inflated personalities, and think that the ability to change is beneficial to them, in fact, as we discussed, the excellent shapeshifting ability of the Changelings is very likely to lead to self-loss."

"And I don't have a standard answer to how to prevent this."

"There's a common practice that comes from the druids, and in order not to confuse themselves with the various beast forms, they usually set one or two things that can only be done in human form, and that kind of thing is very enjoyable for them. Every time they revert back to their human form, they can't wait to do these things.

Here's an example.

I once had a druid friend who was good at transforming into a variety of birds and spends at least half of the year soaring in the sky.

And the hobby he set for himself to be unique to human beings is fishing.

Every time he transforms back into a human, with a fishing rod in hand, he begins to enjoy the wonderful joy that fishing brings him.

A large number of related memories will spring up in his brain – whether they are positive or negative, and they will reinforce his identification with human identity. ”

"With that in mind, you can think about what your biggest hobby is?"

Richard is a good follower.

Qiuka pondered for a long time and shook his head:

"I don't seem to have any hobbies......"

It was at this time that a bell rang by the Wanderer's Courtyard.

The voice is heard.

Qiu Ka suddenly came to the spirit, and his eyes were full of light:

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"

"Peggy said I'll make me sweet and sour fried fish bones to eat when I come back, hehehehe......"

The voice fell.

Her figure quickly disappeared in place, and then rushed straight towards the second basement level where the kitchen was located at a great speed!

Watch Akika leave.

Matthew came to the thoughtful Richard:

"Pretty good windwalk, isn't it?"

Richard smiled:

"This kid learns quickly, but he doesn't feel safe."

"So I care more about her mind than about talent."

Matthew pointed to the bell next to him:

"At least you don't have to worry about her getting lost."

Richard laughed and said:

"Indeed, Ms. Peggy is a great chef."

As he spoke, he looked at Matthew:

"Something?"

Matthew asked:

"Interested in exploring the ancient breath together?"

Richard froze for a moment, then shook his head.

He patted the tuxedo on his body, raised the gentleman's cane in his hand again, and said implicitly:

"Rolling Stones can't live without me, and don't forget, I'm the backbone of the five-member committee."

Matthew chuckled.

There was nothing wrong with what Richard said, as a legendary wanderer, he was indeed the one who did the most in the Council of Five.

In addition to daily government affairs and support for craftsmen.

Matthew also gradually realized how much Richard's contribution to the policing of Rolling Stone-

You'd be hard-pressed to find a rogue in Rolling Stone.

Because they were captured by Richard when they first came in.

As a result, Rolling Rock may be the only city in the entire South that has not had an outbreak of burglary.

Not to mention the South.

This kind of law and order atmosphere is probably unique when you look at the entire Aiindor continent.

"I can only open some locks, but I'm not good at breaking traps, and exploring tombs is not my specialty, if you want to find a professional, I can give you a list, but the people on the list are real dangers, and you must always be prepared to be turned against them when you work with them."

Richard added.

Matthew nodded, since the other party was unwilling, he couldn't force it.

Soon.

Richard wrote a list and gave it to Matthew.

There are some names, nicknames, and contact details written on it.

Matthew's brow furrowed after reading it.

"These people are not good things, are they?"

He couldn't help but complain.

Richard plugged the pen in, put it back in his breast pocket, and laughed and teased:

"Those who are keen to find the atmosphere of the ancient are inherently difficult to define their moral standards."

"Of course, I'm sure I'm believing you're doing it for academic purposes."

Matthew was silent.

He smiled and shook his head to put the list away, but didn't intend to contact anyone on the list.

Richard recommended him to professional grave thieves.

This is an advanced step for the wanderer.

Most of the people on the list are clean villains, and some are even comparable in nature to Setrenk.

Matthew wasn't going to work with them.

Therefore, the third candidate has to find someone else.

Matthew is in no hurry about it.

This kind of thing can't be rushed.

And theoretically, he has a whole long winter of free time to spend underground—

The premise is that things on the side of the Jade Cangting have not taken a turn for the better.

"Even if there is a turnaround, the wood elves will have to look at my face."

Matthew has figured it out now.

Since you go to help for free, you may be misinterpreted as having ulterior motives.

Then it is better to turn this project into a fee project.

Ultimately.

The Traces of the Dead is a tragedy caused by the Wood Elves.

Matthew's biggest regret now is:

"The price of 1 million seems too cheap......"

……

Three days later.

Matthew grinned and walked out of the newly renovated cemetery restaurant.

He complained as he walked:

"Who invented sweet and sour fried fish bones?"

"I'll admit that the sticky, thick tomato juice has a special flavor when poured over the fried golden crispy fish bones."

"But why is it this dish for three days in a row?"

Peggy spread her hands:

"Because you never get tired of eating this dish?"

"And the zombie girl recently caught a lot of fish from an underground river, so she has to dispose of it, right?"

The zombie girl in Peggy's mouth refers to Renysme.

Ever since the Mother of the Coolies took command of a large number of zombies, Renysme's position in the cemetery has been somewhat marginalized.

She doesn't like to slap the undead anymore, but runs into the dungeon with the Red Flame Nightmare all day long.

This batch of fish was one of the unexpected catches.

"So what about the fish? What about fish soup? ”

Matthew questioned.

"Hey! I didn't take it seriously, that's all the fish that zombies bring back every time, with bones and no meat! You don't believe it and see for yourself! ”

Peggy led Matthew to the kitchen.

The remodeled kitchen is more than three times larger, with more than a dozen water tanks in one corner.

Matthew stared intently.

Boy.

The tank is full of these bony fish!

"Is this, the undead?"

Matthew was a little unsure.

Peggy shook her head:

"The bones of the undead can't be fried so tender and crispy."

Matthew glanced at her.

This sentence is too informative, isn't it......

But he didn't dwell on that.

Instead, he continued to observe the bony fish in the tank.

Soon he was sure.

This is indeed a living being, not an immortal.

Meanwhile.

This fish is not naturally meatless.

They have strong traces of magical transformation!

"Where's the underground river?"

Based on the information provided by Peggy, Matthew compared the map of the dark area that Red Flame Nightmare had retrieved before, and found that the underground river was located in the underground space more than thirty kilometers south of the cemetery.

"They've run far enough!"

"Don't eat this fish first, if you encounter this unknown creature in the future, can you bring it over to me and test it first?"

Matthew rubbed his stomach worriedly.

Peggy waved her hand with a big grin:

"Don't worry, with my check, can you still have diarrhea?"

"Every time I give you something new, I taste it myself and then give it to you, it's okay!"

Matthew holds his forehead with one hand.

I have to thank him non-stop.

After all, if you are a living person, if you don't have the ability of the Minotaur skeleton to exempt yourself from poisonous food, it must be your own fault, right?

Matthew called for a few zombies.

I carried a vat of bony fish to my workshop and prepared to study it.

A day passed.

Matthew couldn't figure it out.

On the contrary, the spells he took the time to learn have made new progress!

……

"Hint: You have succeeded and learned to master the new spell "Dislike/Care" (4th Order)

You've gained a small amount of Enchantment Realm elements!

Your new spell resonates slightly with your realm "Undead".

When you enchant a new spell to target the undead or yourself, the spell will automatically receive the effect of "Spell Instant."

……

Matthew looked satisfied.

The Dislike and Care Spells were originally a pair of extremely practical twin spells, but now they resonate with the undead realm, and the effect has become even stronger.

Even if it's just for yourself, it can have the effect of a life-saving spell!

Take, for example, the disgusting technique.

Whereas, Matthew has the ability to upgrade spells.

This spell is the effect of the fifth-order pinnacle.

If you suddenly use this spell on yourself in a crisis, in the perception of others, you will be transformed from a nasty enemy into a disgusting pile of feces that emits a violent stench-

Or even something even more disgusting!

In this case, the vast majority of living beings are unable to resist their instincts.

They will stay away.

Instead of going up and making up for it.

And that's just one application scenario for abandonment.

This shows the potential of this pair of spells.

"I heard that there is an evil mage who has been single for many years, and in order to take revenge for taking away the love rival of his crush, he deliberately went to learn the art of disgust."

"And on the day of the wedding, he secretly used this spell, and the bride suddenly collapsed, and she fled the marriage scene crying."

Afterwards, the evil mage found the bride with great satisfaction, confessed to her affectionately, and forced the bride to choose between himself and the groom, who finally chose the groom despite the magic effect...... It follows that spells are not omnipotent. ”

Recall an allusion I saw while learning this spell.

Matthew couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

Of course, he was more interested in:

"How ugly is that evil mage?"

"Can't even compare to the groom who has been disliked?"

……

Suddenly, a few more days passed.

It's mid-December.

There is still no new news from the Jade Court.

Ai Lan did send a few letters, but there was no substance in them.

This winter moon is more of a frenzied complaint about the Presbyterian Church and other high-ranking members in the letter.

Ai Lan's identity is actually very sensitive.

She is a member of the Wood Elves, but she is also a member of the Seven Saints Alliance.

When the relationship between the two forces is harmonious, she is the perfect bridge.

But lately, the relationship between the alliance and the Jade Court seems to be a bit awkward.

It is inferred from Matthew, a fragment of the words in Ailan's letter.

The Elders of the Wood Elves seem to think they have found a solution to the scars of the dead.

They want to solve the problem on their own.

Rather than relying on humans.

In other words, they are not targeting Matthew, but all of humanity.

It's not hard to understand.

The Wood Elves were forced by the situation to cooperate with humans.

As the most human-friendly elven city, Jade Court may be a shame in the eyes of elves.

Arrogance is something that is engraved in their bones.

At the slightest chance, it will relapse in a solid state.

Matthew didn't even bother to comment on this.

Anyway, he had already reported it, how to deal with the Jade Court, that was a matter for the Silver Council.

Finish dealing with some miscellaneous chores.

After making a new week's itinerary plan.

Matthew stretched, a little distressed:

"Where do you go to find like-minded third parties?"

"There are no thieves in the Rolling Stone Suppression, so you can't make an announcement to recruit them, right?"

"I'll have to ask the others if there are any thieves we know to work with."

Between thoughts.

Matthew suddenly lifted his pen, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"There it is!"

He was going to write another letter to Loraine.

It just so happened that the last letter about the origin story of the weapon had not been written and had not yet been sent.

Let's send it out this time!

……

Deep Blue Harbor in the northern seas.

"Sea Lantern" Mage Tower.

In a palatial office with a sign reading "Department of Public Information" on the door.

A blonde man in pajamas, with his chest open to reveal a large amount of chest hair, is lying on his desk and scribbling.

His hair was a little messy and hung down on his shoulders.

The green tendons on the back of the hand that grabbed the quill burst out, and there was a vague suspicion of overexertion.

His eyeballs were bloodshot, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights.

And in front of the office desktop.

Standing was a black-haired woman dressed in a uniform with an unusually hot figure, but her eyes and expressions were like an iceberg.

The woman watched intently at the blonde man's work.

Occasionally, he would look up at the gold watch on his wrist.

"That's it!"

The blonde man screamed suddenly.

He slapped the table, and a large number of scrap manuscripts suddenly flew in the air:

"Two weeks, no, three weeks!"

"It's finally finished!"

The brunette woman's gaze skimmed over Loraine's desk.

In the neat copy of the rightmost yard, there is no shortage of such titles-

Shocked! Matthew and the Evil Queen Must Say 12 Things

Behind the Falling Star: A Conspiracy from Beyond

"You shouldn't be reincarnated! What did the god of war say to me crying after drinking"

Girl in Pain: I'm Not a Slave to Desire

……

"Good work."

The woman in black bowed slightly:

"In less than twenty days, I personally handled the press releases of the two major events of Cross City and Torrent City, and wrote a total of thirteen versions of the story, analyzing these events from different angles, and at the same time establishing the image of the alliance mage, it also successfully dispelled people's fear of gods and evil gods, Minister, you have done a very good job!"

Loraine's face was thin and thin, and her eyes were red:

"So can the Department of Public Information recruit a few more people?"

"You can't just leave the minister to do everything, right?"

The woman nodded slightly:

"I'm recruiting."

"But it's hard to find a good bard like you, and you have to understand the slow pace of recruitment."

Loraine gave a look of incredulity.

He rubbed his yellow blonde hair with both hands and complained:

"So that's why you locked me in a little dark room and told me to keep coding?"

"I can't stand it!"

"I want beautiful women, I want good wine, I want to have a dark party!"

He roared hysterically.

The eyes and expression of the woman in black were still cold, and her tone was also businesslike:

"Lord Isabel has instructed you to do whatever you want as long as you can complete your work on time."

Luo Lan stared at the woman in front of him:

"I want to do ......"

"You!"

Without hesitation, the frosty woman began to widen her clothes:

"Can ......"

However, just as she unbuttoned the first button of her uniform.

Suddenly there was an owl cry overhead in the office.

"Wait a minute."

The woman stopped and walked briskly out of the office.

A moment later.

She walked in grabbing two letters.

"Can I continue?"

Lorraine asked.

The woman shook her head:

"Sorry, you have a new job."

"Letter from Master Matthew, I hope you can write a wonderful origin story about the demigod he just got his hands on."

Luo Lan's eyes widened:

"It's not a little while, is it?"

"Even if you let Matthew come by himself, he won't force me to continue working overtime, right?"

The woman in black gently slapped one of the letters on her desk.

"As Isabel has explained, everything about Lord Matthew is the number one priority."

"As before, the whole office will be disconnected from the outside world so that you can concentrate on your work."

"I'm going to prepare coffee and potions for you to boost your energy and inspiration."

"Please work hard."

After speaking.

In Loraine's desperate gaze.

The woman in black walked out of the office with a resolute attitude.

Bang.

The office door is locked.

Only a cry of despair could be faintly heard—

"Horse - Repair !!!!"

……

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(End of chapter)