This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 2011 - 582 Artificial Legend Plan_3

Ashe was touched upon a sad affair.

Emotions that had just calmed down abruptly collapsed once more, and she hugged the broom, sitting on the ground, wailing loudly.

"Stop crying..."

Ashe’s brother pushed her shoulder with disgust.

Ashe showed no reaction.

Demmo impatiently said:

"Quiet."

Ashe’s cries came to an abrupt halt.

She buried her head completely in her arms, turning her cries into faint sobs.

Witnessing this scene.

Matthew felt utterly perplexed—

If Ashe’s brother was accompanying Demmo to handle affairs and see the world, then why did Demmo need to bring his own daughter?

He should clearly know his daughter’s feelings for Lori Fangta.

Ashe’s appearance at such a venue seems of no help to the matter at hand.

"There doesn’t appear to be any blood relationship between Dania and Ashe, perhaps Dickens needs Ashe to come forward?"

Matthew kept a close Heart Eye.

He felt quite sympathetic for Ashe’s plight, but given the subtle circumstances, he had to remain cautious.

"So ultimately it’s necessary to find Hex."

Ashe’s crying gradually subsided.

Demmo glanced at Matthew, continuing to speak to Emma:

"Isabelle is about to leave Aindor, Ronan and Qin Wuyue have already boarded the building ship to the Eastern Continent, Edmond’s focus is mainly in the north."

"Most importantly, Alexander advanced to the astral world half a year ago... hmph."

"I believe Baiyan City has a chance to reclaim Hex."

Demmo’s rhetoric was somewhat ambiguous.

Matthew suddenly interjected:

"Are you planning an attack on Black Suo Mount?"

"How about including me?"

"I’ve long been irked by Black Suo Mount."

Demmo’s face turned grim once again.

He seemed unable to tolerate sharing a space with Matthew, speaking agitatedly to Emma:

"I request to communicate alone with Ms. Dania!"

"If Ms. Dania is unwilling."

"At the very least, I hope to communicate alone with you!"

"The much crucial information I possess cannot be divulged to Mr. Matthew, Ms. Dania should grasp this rationale!"

"For the future of Baiyan City, please consider thoughtfully, at least grant me a meeting!"

Emma blinked:

"I will convey your intention to Ms. Dania."

"Please wait a moment."

Upon saying this.

She closed her eyes, lips slightly moving, probably communicating with Dania.

Demmo’s expression slightly relaxed.

He completely ignored Matthew.

During the wait.

Demmo was still advising his son:

"When I communicate alone with Ms. Dania later, you must be careful..."

Matthew didn’t hear the rest.

Because the petty Demmo activated the soundproof barrier once more.

A moment later.

Emma opened her eyes again:

"Ms. Dania wishes to meet you alone."

Demmo promptly removed the soundproof barrier, advancing with a delighted expression.

However, the next second, his step suddenly halted.

Because he realized Emma was facing not him.

But...

"Mr. Matthew!"

"Please walk up the stairs beside you."

"Ms. Dania is waiting for you in the hall atop the tower."

Emma spoke in a cheerful tone.

"Me?"

Matthew glanced at Demmo’s ashen face, lightly laughing and stepping joyfully up the stairs.

Looking back at the hall downstairs.

Demmo seemed to still be saying something to Emma.

While the latter’s expression remained cold.

She appeared unfriendly towards the group from Baiyan City:

"After Ms. Dania has met with Mr. Matthew alone, she will provide you all with a complete response."

"Of course, if you can’t wait, feel free to leave at any time."

Upon saying this, she turned to leave, swiftly ascending the stairs to catch up to Matthew, signaling to lead the way.

Demmo returned ominously to the crowd from Baiyan City.

At this point, Ashe’s brother still unwisely came forward:

"What do we do?"

"Father..."

"Should we leave first?"

Demmo irritably tapped the other’s head with his staff:

"Leave?!"

"Wait patiently!"

...

Matthew and Emma ascended the stairs briskly.

The material used for the stairs in this tower was similar to that of regular Mage Towers.

The only difference felt was the penetrating cold.

This is one of the reasons necromancers are poorly perceived.

Accompanying negative energy seems only to be that ancient cold.

Whereas organism instinct always yearns for warmth, detesting cold.

Only undead can roam endlessly in the bleak winter.

"Lady Emma."

"Have we met somewhere before?"

During the ascent.

Matthew suddenly asked.

Emma immediately covered her mouth, laughing lightly:

"Were it anyone else, I would’ve scoffed at this cliched flirtation."

"But since it’s Mr. Matthew, I’m happy to follow your lead—

Indeed.

I believe we’ve surely met somewhere.

Therefore.

After meeting Ms. Dania.

Will you be asking me out?"

Looking at the twinkling stars in Emma’s eyes.

Matthew made a witty remark, silently shifting the topic.

Internally, he felt a bit disappointed.

"Is it really just a namesake?"

"Was I overthinking?"

The name Emma is indeed common.

Yet appearing simultaneously in a place related to Bitter Water Swamp inevitably sparks Matthew’s imagination—

He clearly remembers that the skull held by Dragon Lich Sect leader Blinken was also named "Emma!"

The two chatted and arrived at the top floor.

The last three steps.

Emma stood still, gesturing Matthew to go ahead.

Matthew climbed up, arriving at a hall slightly narrower than the ground floor.