……

Faced with Matthew's doubts.

Rhaegar yawned:

"Is there a possibility that you've been too busy lately?"

"I've talked to you about the preparations for this before."

Matthew rubbed his hands a little embarrassed:

"But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly."

Zeller explains with a smile:

"It's all negotiated, and it's been able to go so smoothly thanks to the pressure of the Seven Saints Alliance."

"At present, the territory demarcated by the Rolling Stones Kingdom includes mossy green hills, high leaf collars, red earth mountains, golden fertile fields, and the mainland of Rolling Stone."

"The demarcation of the other three territories did not surprise us, but it was surprising that the frogman tribe of the mossy hills took the initiative to join us, but either way, it was a good thing."

"Since last week, we have used the Rolling Stones Kingdom as an official claim, and the expansion of Rolling Stones Town is also underway, and it is expected that in the first half or second half of next year, the expansion in the northwest direction will be preliminarily completed, and we will initially build the framework of Rolling Stones City."

"Then in the summer or winter of the following year, the Rolling Stones Kingdom will be officially announced to the public, and the middle-aged man in your pajamas and reading the newspaper in front of you will also become the first human king in this land."

Zeller gave a general account of the plan for the establishment of the Rolling Stone Kingdom.

Matthew nodded his head after listening.

Although he didn't know much about this, Zeller's ability in domestic affairs was really impeccable, giving people a feeling of admiration after listening to it.

"It turned out that it would be officially established the year after tomorrow."

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief:

"I thought I had traveled back in time and missed the founding celebration of the kingdom."

Rhaegar blinked:

"With how busy you are right now, it's possible that you'll travel through time one day in the future and miss something important."

"But maybe that's the mage."

"Archmage Ronan was like this before, and I hope that on the day the kingdom is founded, you can send at least one doppelganger or mirror image over, which is our supreme honor."

Matthew is too lazy to argue with the yin and yang weird Rhaegar .

Pointing to the name of the second heir, he asked:

"I thought Parton would be ahead of Brad."

Zeller spoke:

"That was the original plan, but when Ms. Liz learned about it, she persuaded Rhaegar to do so."

"She told us that Brad had no intention of becoming a lord in the first place, and that after her mediation, Brad signed an agreement to renounce the inheritance and automatically renew it, which was kept secret for the time being, and Little Patton was unaware of it."

"The meaning of this is actually to make it more beautiful and regular, after all, many forces on this continent attach great importance to the elders and young when they carry out power inheritance."

Matthew nodded.

"But I'm a foreigner, and I don't have to do anything to become the fourth heir, doesn't it seem a little inappropriate?"

Rhaegar impatiently erected the newspaper and shouted:

"It's just a sign, how did you mother-in-law?!"

"I don't care? What do you care! ”

"Mrs. Wesley, a pot of coffee!"

The voice did not fall.

The elderly Mrs. Wesley walked in with a coffee pot.

She smiled as she walked and said:

"I guess it's time for you to call."

"Look, Rhaeggar, I said I knew everything about you, and you didn't admit it yesterday!"

"If you just wiggle your ass, I can tell if you're trying to fart or if it's just an itchy butt."

Rhaegar's face darkened.

Without saying a word, he took Mrs. Wesley's coffee, but instead of drinking it immediately, he turned to Matthew and said:

"Actually, signing this confirmation is just going through the motions, and I think I'll live a long time — maybe longer than all of you!"

Mrs. Wesley put down the tray and interjected:

"Don't listen to Rhaegar with a hard mouth."

"He was very moody when he drew up this list, and he often secretly dropped the little pearl alone."

"He was worried that Rolling Stones would fall apart when he died."

It was rare that Rhaegar did not refute Mrs. Wesley, but went along with it:

"So, will it?"

He asked the three seriously.

"What if there really was such a day?"

"If I'm dead, will Rolling Rock be burned too?"

Matthew and Zeller were silent.

Apparently no one can answer this question.

Only Mrs. Wesley smiled unconcernedly:

"Don't be funny, child, I felt like the sky was falling when I just lost my husband, but aren't the days coming day by day?"

"The world will not stand still without anyone."

"Even if I admit that you are indeed a rare good lord......"

As she spoke, she walked towards the room with her cleaning tools.

Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief.

But the expression on his face showed inexplicable melancholy.

He seemed to want to say something.

As a result, Mrs. Wesley, who had just entered the room, came out:

"Rhaeggar, the next time you use sword oil, can you not fill the rest room with beds?"

"You've become more and more unruly since Seve left!"

"Wouldn't it be good to let your lover go to the bedroom and serve you?"

Rhaegar coughed violently a few times:

"Don't move, I'll clean it myself!"

"Come on!"

Mrs. Wesley shouted loudly:

"I'm not going to let you find an excuse to fire me!"

"When you become the king, I will be the king's butler, and this honor is not something that ordinary old ladies can enjoy!"

It didn't take long.

She walked out with a large bag of things.

"I'll go get some in the basement after I ran out of sword oil that I filled you last time."

"But remember to take it easy, don't get an illegitimate child out."

"Seve will be sad!"

Her voice was still strong.

Rhaegar held his forehead with one hand and groaned weakly:

"Jenny isn't that ambitious."

Mrs. Wesley was unmoved:

"Jenny may not have it, but others will, and people change."

"You're a king now, and if you really want a child, you'll have to talk to a lot of people."

"But the first person you're looking for has to be Seve and, of course, Matthew."

As she spoke, she patted Matthew on the shoulder with a smile on her face.

Matthew waved his hand a little awkwardly:

"If Rhaegar wants to have a baby, he doesn't have to discuss it with me."

Mrs. Wesley shook her head and said:

"Silly boy."

"If I were you, I'd keep an eye on Rhaegar for Siv."

"He's different now, I don't know how many women are throwing themselves at him......"

"If I were you, I would secretly use magic to sterilize him, of course, don't let him hear this, or he will fire me......"

said.

She left the room.

Only Rhaegar was left speechless.

He looked at Matthew with some suspicion:

"Is there really neutering magic?"

Matthew nodded:

"Yes."

Immediately, as if he thought of something, he hurriedly cleared up:

"But don't worry, I will never use it on you!"

Lei coughed heavily:

"Hurry up and use it on me!"

"I can't wait!"

"You don't know, those sheep intestine fish bubbles are not very easy to use......"

Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He handed the confirmation back to Zeller, who took it and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's it? Let me see! ”

Rhaegar leaned in:

"I thought you'd give it a little more talk."

"Wait?"

"This horse blood. What the hell is Qi Xiu? ”

Zeller corrected:

"It's a horse. Blood Flag. Repair. ”

Then he looked up at Matthew:

"You're Sioux?"

Matthew shook his head:

"It's just that the places where I used to live have a similar naming format."

As he spoke, he asked:

"Is there anything you need my help with regarding the establishment of the Rolling Stones Kingdom?"

Zeller thought for a moment:

"There are also some hill tribes to the west of the High Leaf Collar and to the northwest of the Mossy Hills, which we intend to annex before the celebration, which will be very helpful for the future development of the Rolling Stones Kingdom."

"The scale of these tribes is not large, so they do not meet the conditions of the battle mode, I plan to send a force to deter them at that time, I believe they will understand the direction of the wind."

"If you can, I'd like you to send some of the undead to be part of this force."

Matthew readily agreed:

"No problem."

"Do you need a bone dragon?"

Zeller smiled gently:

"That couldn't be better."

"A normal bone dragon will do."

Matthew is still working with Zeller on the details.

Poof——!

There was a sound from behind the desk.

But seeing Rhaegar holding the cup of coffee with an incredulous face:

"Is this boiling water or boiling hot mud?"

"Why is it all scum and no filtration?!"

"Mrs. Wesley?!"

"Mrs. Wesley?!"

Rhaeggar's shouts were slow to get a response.

He pressed the cup on the desk indignantly:

"This old woman is always on the right ear!"

"Next week!"

"I'm going to fire her next week at most!"

Zeller reminded:

"But next week it's Mudon Day."

Rhaegar hesitated.

And then swears:

"Next week, then!"

……

It's the end of December in the blink of an eye.

Winter is coming imperceptibly.

"Dumbfounded!"

Matthew's shoes stepped on the white snow, and they made a mark more than a foot deep.

The cold wind from the Helen Mountains lapped on his face.

He couldn't help but wrap himself in his clothes.

"It's been more than three years......"

Walk among the snowy woods.

Matthew sighed in his heart.

The snow began to fall yesterday at noon and continued to fall until this morning.

As soon as Matthew left the cemetery, he was amazed by the snow-covered woods.

The sudden heavy snow covered the earth with a layer of silver frost overnight.

In the woods.

The canopy of the oak tree is like it is stuffed with cotton.

The situation on the ground is slightly better.

But the frost, snow, and ice all over the ground also heralded the arrival of winter.

The ground is no longer suitable for small animals.

But the best thing about this land is that there are a lot of holes.

Under the influence of the sanctuary of life.

These burrows have higher temperatures, enough to provide shelter for most animals to survive the winter.

Besides.

The Centaur tribe has also built shelters of various sizes and sizes next to the World Tree.

The world tree Bogard though does not provide a warm spring-like environment.

But on his side.

Temperatures won't be as cold as in other snow-covered lands, at least.

Centaurs are extremely cold-sensitive creatures.

Normally, they are inactive from winter onwards, but with the blessings of the Sanctuary of Life and the World Tree, the situation in these neighborhoods is a little different.

When Matthew passed near the Centaur tribe.

A lot of centaurs were found playing musical instruments.

When I saw Matthew.

They all gathered and cast respectful glances at Matthew.

Matthew smiled and nodded in response.

He walked in the direction of the entrance to the cemetery.

Passing by the entrance of a large underground cave, there was the sound of small animals chirping inside, as if they were in a vegetable market—

"Have you eaten?"

"Didn't eat! Hungry! Do you have anything to eat? ”

"No, let's be hungry together!"

"Would you like to go out and find something to eat?"

"You're stupid, aren't you? Get out now, you're being eaten by someone else! ”

"Let's starve! Starvation is the right way! ”

……

"Would you like this beautiful Miss Grouse...... Wait, aren't you a grouse?

That's fine.

I'll go first! ”

……

"Have any of you seen that rascal's black peacock?

I'm looking for him, he's harassing my sister!

Which sister?

Every single one! ”

……

"This beautiful Miss Grouse, will you accept my confession?

Stay with me.

So as to enter a new chapter in the life of birds? ”

"You're blind, I'm a man!"

"Really? But you're also very good-looking, I see you've been running in and out of the hole several times, what are you doing? ”

"I'm looking for a black peacock! He's a scoundrel! Hook up with the women of our grouse clan everywhere! ”

"Really? Hehe! Luckily, it has nothing to do with me, after all, I'm a white peacock. ”

"You are very white! Otherwise, I would have doubted you! Remember to notify me if you find that black peacock! ”

"Understood! See you ...... soon."

……

"Gan, I said how wet you are, it turns out that you are the damn black peacock!"

"I'll pluck your hair!"

……

Listen to the small theater where chickens fly and dogs jump in your ears.

Matthew shook his head with a smile.

He walked briskly past the snow-covered mushroom orchard and then came to the stone staircase.

A farmer zombie is sweeping the snow with a broom, and his movements are extremely standard, and he quickly clears a passage for entry and exit.

When he met Matthew, he also took the initiative to get out of the way.

This made Matthew extremely satisfied.

Walking up the stone stairs to the cemetery, the cold seemed to be isolated behind him in an instant.

relative to the surface.

It's really too warm in the cemetery.

Although negative energy is naturally cold, it also represents a relatively stable temperature.

Coupled with the unique advantages of underground caves.

As a result, Matthew's cemetery is warm in winter and cool in summer, and seems to be more livable than the woods.

Just walked into the cemetery.

Matthew saw red scarves hanging all over the place.

This is the symbol of the Mudon Festival.

In the town of Rolling Rock and the surrounding area.

Mudon is the most serious and important festival of the year.

It's the last day of every year.

It is a day for people to reunite with their families to celebrate the past year's harvest and look forward to the coming year's good fortune.

The symbol of the Mudon festival is the red scarf.

People here simply believe that as long as they can receive a red scarf on the day of Mudon's Day, they will have good luck in the coming year.

Matthew received a lot of red scarves early in the morning.

They came from Mrs. Wesley, Rhaeggar, Zeller, Brad, Little Patton, Miss Liz, Richard, the teachers at Sever, members of the garrison, and some ordinary people whose names Matthew couldn't remember.

Since the Outstanding Citizen Award Ceremony and the Moss Green Hills.

Matthew became a household name in Rolling Stone.

The name of the new guardian of Rolling Stone, the Tree Mage, is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Despite the fear of necromancers, there is still a significant part of the population.

But with the efforts of Matthew and others.

These fears have been transformed into awe.

The fact that he received so many scarves on the morning of the Mudon festival is a testament to this.

At least the first two years of the Mudon Festival.

The number of red scarves he harvested would not exceed ten.

Most of them are from their own students.

Especially Sieve.

And Beana.

In previous years, they both came early in the morning to give Matthew gifts.

And about the meaning of the red scarf in the Mudon Festival.

It was Seve who told Matthew.

There are a lot of people around Matthew this year.

But the two girls went far away for various reasons.

Obviously it's hard to come across.

"Let's hope they're going well."

Matthew ended his brief thoughts.

He took off the red scarf around his neck, hung it on the tombstone next to him, and then walked briskly towards the second basement floor.

Today is the Mudon Festival.

It's a day off that everyone in Rolling Rock has to take a day off.

According to custom.

Matthew also gave his men a day off.

Today is a full day of free time.

Therefore, the cemetery seems to be a little more lively than before.

Next to the negative energy fountain on the basement level.

Several arsonists are chatting with the Sphinx.

"Your job is to keep treasures for people?"

An arsonist asked, looking up.

The Sphinx nodded affirmatively.

The arsonist said with interest:

"That's about the same as me!"

The Sphinx said unhappily:

"But as far as I know, you were just a bunch of arsonists before you were imprisoned."

The man said disapprerovingly,

"We're city gangsters, we occasionally set fires, and most of the time we keep people's belongings."

The Sphinx shook his head and said:

"You're stealing or robbing, it's completely different from the nature of my job!"

"People like you are my enemies!"

The man asked rhetorically:

"Who are you working for now?"

The Sphinx honestly replied:

"Master Matthew."

The man nodded:

"So do we."

"Suppose there is a situation where Master Matthew orders us to steal a treasure that happens to be guarded by you, can you refuse Master Matthew's order?"

The Sphinx looked embarrassed.

He was slow to answer.

The man reminded:

"I heard that the Sphinx have to be honest?"

The Sphinx replied with difficulty:

"I can't."

The arsonist clapped his hands and laughed:

"In that case, aren't you just sticking to your own theft and being in league with us?"

"According to this logic, our work is indeed similar!"

The Sphinx froze for a moment.

He immediately fell into deep thought.

……

Outside the Wanderer's Courtyard.

Peggy stopped Matthew, who was about to walk by.

"I'm going to hold a peek-a-boo contest today, all units in the cemetery can participate, are you going to come along, Matthew?"

There was anticipation in her tone.

Matthew smiled:

"This is my cemetery, and I know every detail here, so it's unfair for me to compete."

"But I can be a referee."

Qiuka on the side jumped on the spot, and in an instant, he turned into a white cat.

She fluttered in place a few times, then said with her teeth and claws:

"Then I'll be a cat!"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you hide?"

"Didn't you say peek-a-boo?"

While Peggy explains the detailed rules of the peek-a-boo contest to Akika.

Matthew hurriedly slipped away.

However, as soon as he went down to the second basement floor, he bumped into a small patton with a charcoal black face carrying a heavy accessory bag in his hand.

As soon as the latter saw Matthew, he danced excitedly:

"Hey, Matthew, I was looking for you!"

"I've got it!"

Matthew hesitated:

"What did you do?"

"Wait, what's on your face?"

Little Parton waved his hand indifferently:

"I was just shocked."

"I'm used to it, I go back and wipe the snow and go back."

"Let's get down to business, I've got the lights from Bigfoot City!"

With that, he dragged Matthew to the huge tombstone.

The tombstone is inlaid with white astral crystals, surrounded by exposed copper wires.

Copper wires and crystal terminals are hung with strings of light bulbs.

And its source is a black suitcase.

"Before, I couldn't make the lights shine stably, and the root cause was the frequency of energy delivery."

"I've checked all the runes, and there's nothing wrong with them."

"The problem is in the supply of energy - I found that the heart of the Great Demon is too luxurious for a small power supply, and the energy output of the Heart of the Great Demon is not stable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, I guess Sturuk Industries should also hide a technology for energy stabilization and conversion, unfortunately we didn't get this technology last time, but it doesn't matter, I found a new means of energy supply!"

"That's to replace the heart of the Great Demon with the heart of the devil!"

"I've researched that devils' hearts are more stable and durable than demonic hearts, because they are born with a strong order attribute, so the output frequency is extremely stable."

"Look, this is the heart of a little devil......"

Speaking of which.

Instead, little Patton excitedly pushed away a nearby electric switch.

Click.

A burst of electricity flowed through him.

He let go of his hand with a strange scream, his hair stood on end, and his face became darker than before.

Silently.

Bright lights bloom from the tombstones!

That moment.

The entire catacombs were illuminated as daylight.

"I did it!"

Little Parton pumped his fist excitedly.

Matthew also showed a look of surprise and relief.

Previously, lighting in the Underground still relied on torches or glowing gems and fungi.

These light sources are not stable.

And it's too different from the electric light in terms of brightness.

Even if Matthew himself has a higher quality candle and a mage's fire as support.

He also had to admit it.

Little Patton's electric light is more comfortable and pleasant.

The light illuminates everything.

Time.

Many of the undead who were active in the neighborhood were attracted and pointed at the light source on the tombstone.

"Congratulations!"

"How many light bulbs can a little devil's heart power at the same time?"

"How long will it last?"

"Is this plan feasible to be scaled up?"

"Can we make our own light bulbs?"

"And the Astral White Crystal and Copper Wire used to transmit electricity, do you think Rolling Stone has the ability to build such a factory?"

"In addition to lighting, this bioenergy can also be used for other purposes, right?"

Matthew asked a dozen application questions in one go.

Little Parton patted his head after listening:

"I've written them all down, and I'll look into them in two days."

"Now, I have to go home for the holidays!"

"I've been in your graveyard all these days, and my mom thought I was in love with a zombie, hahaha."

"I can't make her sad anymore!"

"After all, she was sad for her other son only last week—

My stupid brother Brad actually asked my mother to marry the little widow from the moonshiner outside town.

The reason is that he and she have already slept together and must be responsible for her.

This made my mother angry.

Come on, he's the heir in second line to the Rolling Stones Kingdom now!

That little widow is pretty good, right?

He had already taken the second and third picks in bed.

It's a pity that Seve is not very convenient.

Why don't I introduce you to her? ”

Matthew rolled his eyes as he said this.

Little Patton laughed:

"Just kidding."

"Happy Mudong, Matthew."

"By the way, I'll take you a scarf, don't you mind?"

……

Farewell to little Paton.

Matthew walked into the workshop.

Shut the door.

It was completely quiet in all directions.

He came to the table and continued his studies from the previous night.

Thanks to his tireless efforts.

These days, Matthew's progress in the realm of necromancy, especially in soul knowledge, can be described as leaps and bounds.

After reading a document, he felt that his understanding of the world had deepened.

The feeling fascinated him.

And in the process.

Once again, he experienced how Isabel helped him.

The near-infinite number of knowledge points meant that the Alliance's precious knowledge was completely in demand for him.

This is a completely unthinkable thing for other mages.

They must accumulate enough knowledge points to be able to purchase a knowledge.

But Matthew is different.

He had no worries about that.

Therefore, it is only necessary to focus on the learning itself.

and the ability to focus on the learning itself.

In most times it was a very happy thing.

An hour later.

Matthew closed the information in front of him.

"The rough framework has been set up......"

"The depth contract has been completely completed, and the soul detachment state required to sign the depth contract can also be achieved through the ability of soul projection."

"The vehicle for signing the contract is tentatively the scalp of the Rand Devil, and the blank tombstone obtained from the troll dungeon, both of which are solid enough to withstand the energy of the deep contract."

"I'll need to craft a Horcrux and equip a sanction."

Matthew thought as he wrote his plan.

He was now ninety percent sure of controlling the God of War's soul fragments.

The rest of the that.

An inspection is also required.

"Who will you use first?"

Matthew touched his chin in contemplation.

But at this moment, there was a sudden rumbling sound above his head!

Matthew hurried to the surface.

But on the northern wasteland, in what was originally covered with snow, a mechanical giant the size of a small mountain suddenly appeared!

The red spray paint on the surface of the giant is so conspicuous in the white snow!

……

"Hint: You've encountered the Mechanical Titan (Fire Dragon Edition)!"

……

"Like my lady, Matthew?"

A dull voice came from inside the Mechanical Titan.

……

(End of chapter)