MTL - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 114 This sheep is a little too noisy!

  Chapter 114 This sheep is a bit too noisy!

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   "Do you need Rhaegar for something, Sif?"

  Matthew asked a little unnaturally.

  Sif put her hands behind her back, nodded slightly, and then said with some embarrassment:

   "I originally wanted to discuss something with my father, but since he is not here, can I discuss it with you, Matthew?"

   "It won't take up too much of your time."

  Matthew coughed heavily.

  He took the time to give the angry goat an innocent wink, and then turned to Zeller for help.

  Unexpectedly, this time, Zeller actually smiled and said:

   "I suddenly remembered that there is one more important thing, sorry, let's go first."

   As he spoke, he left the office hall without looking back.

   "Meh!"

  The goat stamped the floor furiously.

  Sif glanced at Matthew, her face was reddish and said:

   "It's just the two of us now."

   Matthew suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

  He hurriedly said:

   "I have one too..."

  However, Sif interrupted him, she boldly grabbed Matthew's hand, her eyes were bright and moving:

   "Won't you show me your office?"

   "Father never let me come here before."

  Baa! !

   Boom.

  The goat jumped onto the desk directly, with a pair of horns lowered, and it was about to rush towards Matthew.

  Matthew hurriedly pushed Sif away:

   "There are a lot of confidential documents in my office. I'm sorry, Sif, but I can't show you around, and this is not the place for you to stay. You have to listen to your father."

  Hearing this, the pair of horns raised slightly.

  Sif seemed a little stunned after being thrown away, but instead of venting her dissatisfaction on Matthew, she aimed at the eager goat:

   "Matthew!"

   "This sheep is a little too loud!"

   "I hate him, can you get rid of him?"

  The goat froze immediately when he heard the words.

   Several meters away.

  Matthew could feel the cold emotion of the other party.

   "My little princess, Ms. Juniper is still looking for you all over the world! Don't hang around here, this is where men stay."

crucial moment.

  Mrs. Wesley got out from nowhere.

  She took Sif's arm without any explanation, and took her out forcibly, ignoring her aggrieved small mouth that could hang a hip flask.

  Matthew glanced out of the corridor.

   Zeller gave him a thumbs up.

   "Listen, Rhaegar, it was all a misunderstanding just now, I am very grateful for the sacrifice you made for me to learn Transfiguration."

   "I will repay you in the future, but now, please don't be impulsive?"

   "I believe there should be some friendship between us fighting side by side."

  Matthew exhorted a few nervously.

  In the goat's murderous gaze.

  He bit the bullet and unlocked the "Malicious Transfiguration".

   rub it.

   Rhaegar restored the prototype.

  However, he didn't pounce on Matthew immediately, but got into the room behind the office.

   "Matthew, I have a problem here, can you come and help me?"

   Rhaegar's steady voice came from the room.

   Sounds pretty stable.

  Matthew breathed a sigh of relief. He tentatively walked to the door of the room, but the next second he was frightened to death—

  But seeing Rhaegar in pajamas suddenly pulled out the big sword from the wall, and rushed towards Matthew with a blank expression:

   "Come here and let me chop!"

   "Just one click, I promise I won't use the second sword!"

  …

   Two days later.

   Accompanied by 177, Matthew came to the 14th floor of the Crucible House. Here, together with the upper 15 and 16, a total of three floors are the special offices of the Seven Saints Alliance.

  The efficiency of the alliance is unexpectedly high.

  Matthew received the application permission for the "Death Scorched Earth" ceremony yesterday, and his entry application was approved a day earlier.

  He came to register today.

   "The front is the registration counter for newcomers. Generally speaking, members of the alliance will only use this place twice in their lifetime—one is to register when joining, and the other is to log out after death."

  177 enthusiastically introduced:

   "Of course, if you plan to defect from the alliance and later join for nothing, you will have the opportunity to come a few more times."

   Matthew smiled.

"nervous?"

  177 asked with concern.

  Matthew nodded lightly:

"A little bit."

  177 said proudly:

   "Actually, you don't need to be nervous at all. After all, I am the leader of Alliance B1. I am here, and not many people dare to make things difficult for you."

   "Come on, let's meet that **** whose **** hole is brighter than his eyes."

   During the conversation.

  He led Matthew to the registration counter. At this time, there was no one in front of the counter, except for a mechanical gnome dressed in a suit and thick glasses, who was busy alone.

  Matthew glanced at the table behind the counter, where screws, iron sheets, and magic crystals that would emit light and generate electricity were scattered all over the floor.

   "Hey! Old man! It's done!"

  177 punched the counter.

  Matthew was amazed to see that the counter had only collapsed a little, instead of collapsing completely!

   "What kind of high-strength material is this?"

  Matthew couldn't help feeling curious.

  The mechanical gnome behind the counter raised his glasses and let out a sneer:

   "So it's your impolite male dog!"

  177 was furious:

   "Who do you say is rude?"

  The dwarf said politely:

   "I call you a male dog."

  177 punched it furiously, but the dwarf didn't dodge or dodge at all, he just pushed his glasses:

   "I just plan to get a new body, thank you for reimbursement."

   The fist stopped instantly.

  But the blowing wind from 177 still made the mechanical gnome's clothes extremely messy, and even the bow tie was hung on the back.

   "New registration!"

  177 said angrily:

   "This is your job. If you can't even do this well, there is no need for the Alliance to set up a special office in the Crucible House."

  The mechanical gnome elegantly wears a bow tie:

   "You have no right to tell me what to do. You are just the chief of the Crucible House, and I am the representative of the alliance. This is not a place for you to show your prestige."

  177 corrected:

   "It's the emperor!"

   "And even in terms of alliance title, I'm one level higher than you, I'm B1!"

  The mechanical gnome said slowly:

   "You used to be one level higher than me, but recently the league changed my title, and I'm also B1 now."

  177 suddenly became angry.

   "So, if you want to ask me to do something, just say something I like to hear in a good voice, instead of coming up to put on airs for me."

  The mechanical gnome slowly adjusted the details of the clothes, and the sound was obviously mechanical and electronic, but it was full of yin and yang:

   "Otherwise, I don't guarantee that I won't suddenly have a headache and go to the toilet for a few hours."

   "At that time, the only one who will be implicated is this poor newcomer."

  177 loud channel:

   "Corrupt! You are completely corrupt!"

   "Matthew, did you see it?"

   "I want to establish the "Alliance Must Die" organization not out of selfishness, but it has indeed reached the point where I have to do so! "

  At this time, Matthew has already seen that there is a conflict between 177 and the mechanical dwarf.

  He just wanted to mediate aloud.

  Unexpectedly, the next second, the mechanical gnome suddenly pressed his hands on the counter, and he moved his head closer to Matthew:

   "Your name is Matthew?"

  Matthew took a step back feeling a little uncomfortable:

   "My name is indeed Matthew."

   The mechanical gnome instantly changed his face:

   "So you are the famous Mr. Matthew! Why didn't you say it earlier, look, my blind dog almost delayed your time."

   "Please come with me, we have prepared a special channel for you, and all the procedures required for registration are in place in one step."

   "My name is David. You can use me as much as you want without being restrained. Just treat this as your home. The mechanical gnomes you can see with your naked eyes are all your servants."

  David enthusiastically led Matthew into the counter.

  177 wanted to follow up, but was ruthlessly stopped by David:

   "Sorry, the special passage does not allow non-staff, or alliance members below B2 to enter."

  177 stared and said:

   "I've never heard of such a rule."

  David pushed his glasses:

   "I just added it."

  177 rolled his eyes, suddenly pointed at Matthew and said:

   "He is not a staff member, why can he enter?"

  David bowed politely to Matthew:

   "Because he is A1."

   "One of the few admissions in the history of the league is A1."

   Heard this.

  177 was completely stunned there.

  …

   "I'm sorry to make you laugh. Mr. 177 and I have had an unpleasant past, so when we meet, bumps are inevitable."

   Along the way, David apologized politely.

  Matthew waved his hand:

   "It's okay, I'm just curious about what happened between you two?"

  David said calmly:

   "He tore my wife apart."

"ah?"

   Matthew was full of question marks.

"177 is a guy who is extremely lacking in love. I'm afraid it's because I often show affection in front of him before, so I was hated by him. Then one day, my wife accidentally left the territory of the alliance office when I was working for me. I haven't come back for a long time, and when I found her, she was already a pile of parts.

   All this happened within the confines of the Crucible House.

  I was in so much pain.

   But 177 insisted that he didn't do this, and he didn't know who killed my wife.

  I can't believe his words at all.

  You have to know, he is Tarling!

  In addition to the three layers of the alliance, the Crucible House is the world of Taling, and there is nothing he doesn't know.

  His excuse afterwards was as perfunctory as if the magic crystal at the scene of the crime suddenly failed.

  Although the alliance brought my wife back in the end, I always feel that she has become different.

  For this reason, half a year later.

   My wife and I also separated.

  Mr. 177 is naturally gloating about this.

  I have fulfilled his wish to be alone from now on, but if I want to give him a good face again, it is a bit difficult for others. "

  After listening to David's narration, even though he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, Matthew said politely:

   "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked so many questions."

  David had a bright smile on his face:

   "A1 can ask anything. Serving a big man like you is the mission of our mechanical gnomes. Answering your questions can make us happy, so please don't be too restrained."

   As he spoke, David led Matthew through a moon door full of stars.

   A slight sense of space-time distortion came.

  The screen in front of me flickered.

   They came to a small square crowded with people.

   Above the head are lifelike portraits of well-known mages.

  Below the feet is the blazing fire of purgatory, and devils seem to stretch out their hands from the fire and drag the people on the floor into it.

   "It is said that this design helps to improve work efficiency."

  David introduced a sentence pointing to the scene of purgatory under his feet, and then he asked Matthew:

   "Do you have a photo with magic?"

   Matthew shook his head.

  He has settled in Rolling Stone Town for a long time, and has rarely come into contact with the mage society. He has only seen magic photos in the Alliance Weekly. It is a black and white photo similar to holographic projection, which belongs to the advanced application of the magic industry.

   "Then I have to take a picture first."

  David walked ahead, leading Matthew towards the crowded place.

   There are also a few lower-level mechanical gnomes in the hall. They were busy talking with other mages, but when they saw David passing by, they all stopped their work and saluted David.

  Matthew followed behind him, but he walked smoothly.

   "Why are there so many people today?"

   David found a short and fat dwarf in the crowd and asked.

  The other party replied:

   "Today just happens to be the day for the pre-registration of the senior students of the Southern Masters College. They are all apprentices who are about to graduate."

   "I see, I forgot."

  David slapped his forehead.

  He took Matthew to move on, a room appeared in front of him, and there was a long queue at the door of the room.

  Matthew looked around curiously. This was the first time he had seen so many mages, even if they were just mage apprentices, the number was astonishing.

  These mage apprentices are of different ages, the youngest is no more than eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest is estimated to be thirty years old, but at this moment they are lined up in the same line, giving people a subtle feeling.

   "Give way, boys!"

  David walked to the door of the room in one breath.

  Under the displeased eyes of the mage apprentices, he calmly said to the staff in the room:

   "Shoot for my people first."

   "He is A1."

   As soon as you hear the second sentence.

  All dissatisfied, annoyed, and hated eyes turned into amazement, envy, and flattery.

  A bold blonde girl rushed out of the line, and she ran up to Matthew and asked:

   "Hi, my name is Leslie, can I have dinner with you?"

   "I feel like I have a lot of questions I want to talk to you about."

   As she spoke, she stretched her arms and pulled her hair. With this movement, her exaggerated chest curve left shallow traces on the mage robe.

"Feel sorry."

   Matthew said that he was going to bypass her.

  The girl followed another step persistently:

"Do you think I'm not attractive enough by myself? I can ask my best friend to accompany you, as long as you give me a chance, you are A1, you have a lot of extra project resources, you just need to give me a minimum project The resources are just fine, and my magic theory is solid, and I won't let you down."

   As she spoke, she forced a note into Matthew's hand.

   Immediately afterwards, several boys and girls rushed over.

  Matthew rushed into the room under the cover of David.

  When dodging.

   Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the blond girl named Leslie shielding herself from the others.

  The mage apprentices cursed immediately when they saw this:

   "What are you doing, Leslie?"

   "I'm on line with A1, stop us, you're a **** bitch!"

  Lesley fought back without fear:

   "How about I'm a bitch?"

   "It's ten thousand times better than you hesitant waste!"

  A red-haired girl pointed at her nose and cursed at Leslie:

   "What kind of skill is it to sell your body in exchange for magical resources?"

   "Bitch!"

   As she spoke, she took off her high heels and held them in her hand, and was about to hit Leslie.

  Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Leslie said calmly:

   "You also heard it just now, what I said to the boss of A1 is - I still have a girlfriend."

   "If A1 contacts me, the question now is, which of you would like to be my girlfriend?"

  In an instant, the red-haired girl dropped her high heels on the ground.

  She cordially took it up:

   "Oh dear Leslie, of course I'm your best friend."

  Leslie looked at her with a sneer:

   "What kind of skill is it to sell your body in exchange for magical resources?"

  The girl's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she said:

   "Only people who can't exchange their bodies for resources would say that."

   Accompanied by the closed door of the room.

   More and more girls came to Leslie's side and tried to curry favor with her.

  The male apprentice could only watch this scene helplessly.

  Until a slender boy with graceful movements walked up to Leslie and asked with a smile:

   "Ms. Leslie, you don't mind if your best friend's biological **** is male?"

  Leslie suddenly showed a surprised expression.

   Next second.

  All the boys looked at each other in blank dismay.

   Then swarmed up!

  The whole hall was in a mess.

  …

  The floor of the small room is engraved with complicated magic incantations.

  Under the guidance of two mechanical gnomes who are staff members, Matthew quickly completed the shooting of the magic photo.

   not long.

  David took him out to take out the negative and finished film.

  “For A1, the photo service here is completely free, but if you want to find a suitable photo frame to frame the photo, well, the photo frame needs to be purchased at your own expense.”

  He introduced:

   "For other mages, taking pictures requires a considerable fee."

   During the conversation.

  He led Matthew to another exit from the small room.

   After that, the two passed through several moon gates one after another.

  Go through the process in different rooms.

   Only fifteen minutes later.

  Matthew received his certificate as a new member of the Seven Saints Alliance, which was a spell license with a magic photo.

  He put the license in the palm of his hand and looked at it. The self in the photo smiled a little stiffly.

   "Before distributing benefits to new members, I have to explain to you the rules of the Seven Saints Alliance."

  David said solemnly:

   "As a member of the A1 title, you have higher authority and status than most people. You can do these three types of things, but you still can't do them."

"First, any thing that is clearly defined as "seriously harmful to nature and reason" in the League Encyclopedia, you have to check the details by yourself. There will be a big tome in the newcomer welfare package that will be distributed later, that is what I call the Alliance Encyclopedia , as you will see shortly. "

"Second, leaking secrets, especially the information that can be found with A1 authority, that is, the content of the information that complies with the alliance's level 9 confidentiality agreement. For the alliance, there must be a reason why secrets are secrets. Leaking secrets is more serious than rebellion charge."

   "Third, more than 5 people were killed within a year."

  Matthew frowned when he heard this:

   "5?"

  David nodded and said:

   "Yes, less than 5 lives can be regarded as a reasonable consumption for spell research, but more than 5, even if you are expensive as A1, you may face the possibility of being held accountable."

   "Actually, at the beginning, "try not to hurt innocent people" was the basic requirement of the alliance for every middle and senior mage, but gradually, the high-level people found that this was simply unrealistic. "

   "How can there be a mage who doesn't kill people?"

   Hear here.

  Matthew suddenly felt that the mages of the Seven Saints Alliance were a little bit similar to the gods of Tianlun Palace.

  …

  (end of this chapter)