A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

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As if sensing Matthew's intention, Sorinka gently guided him,

"Follow this forest to the end. Once you find that the leaves have begun to turn yellow, you will almost enter the territory of the plague castle.

" Although it's another independent outer plane, it's connected to the Poison World almost seamlessly. The connection is also quite stable, so there's no need to worry too much.

"Kesha is a very good person. She has been like this ever since I met her. Hehe, I can't even remember when I met her. In any case, it wasn't yesterday…"

Amidst the rambling of the Poison World Tree.

Matthew said goodbye to Sorinka and flew deeper into the woods on the magic carpet.

The fact that Kesha could sense the slate in his bag meant that her spiritual power was extremely powerful.

In addition, the identity of Death's wife was particularly interesting to Matthew.

Therefore, he planned to go over and take a look.

If he really couldn't, he could turn into a holy deer and escape at any time.

As a legendary creature, the Holy Deer was incapable of doing anything, but its ability to escape was extremely powerful. Your journey continues with empire

Matthew believed that as long as he was careful, it should not be a problem.

The magic carpet flew.

Three minutes later.

A tall platform appeared in front of the forest. The platform was covered with thick fallen leaves. The leaves were so yellow that they were black, as if they had been infected with a serious disease.

At the same time.

A dangerous aura surged from the high platform.

Matthew couldn't help but sneeze!

"Alright, don't come over. If you come any closer, I'm worried that you'll get sick."

Kesha's voice came from the high platform.

Matthew raised the flying carpet's altitude, and he vaguely saw a castle hidden in the yellow-leaf forest.

The architectural style of the castle was quite strange. Matthew had never seen it in Aindor.

The high platform seemed to be part of the castle, an extension of the city wall.

Matthew stretched his neck.

Then, he saw a building between a pavilion and a watchtower on the high platform.

The building was paved with thick wooden floors.

A female figure was kneeling on the wooden board. Her back was facing Matthew, and there was a Su country-style screen behind her. There were also some bamboo curtains hanging in front of her.

However, even with these obstructions.

Matthew could clearly see her exaggerated pear-shaped figure.

He immediately averted his gaze.

"Just throw the stone slab over."

Kesha's voice was rather gentle.

Her request seemed a little excessive, but Matthew thought about it. The most important thing about this thing was the content on it, and he had already made several copies of the content, so even if he lost it, it would not be too much of a loss.

If the other party was the wife of the Death.

He might be able to get something out of her.

Thus, he used Astrid's Claw to send Mabaron's stone tablet over.

The stone slab floated into the pavilion.

From this angle.

Matthew could only see Kesha holding the slate in her arms, seemingly immersed in studying it.

The two of them fell into a long silence.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take it away?"

Suddenly, Kesha spoke.

There was a hint of emotion in her voice.

Matthew smiled.

"This is just a copy."

Viscount Fan had given him a copy. The real Mabarron Stone Slab was still in Viscount Fan's warehouse.

Kesha snorted softly, and then her tone carried a heavy sense of vicissitudes.

"I still remember when he was just born, and he smiled at me the moment he landed.

"But in the blink of an eye, he went crazy.

"Those things seemed to have happened just yesterday.

"But I know very well it had been hundreds of years since he had gone mad.

"When my perception and reason clash, which one is real?"

Matthew remained silent.

He didn't know if it was a coincidence, but he had recently met many long-lived species who wanted to talk to him about emotions and reason.

He could indeed feel the change in Kesha's tone.

However, he was not a true long-lived species after all.

He could use his imagination to empathize with her, but he could not truly empathize with her.

"I haven't met him. I don't know."

Matthew answered honestly.

"Haha…"

Kesha chuckled. Her laughter was as pleasant as a silver bell.

Then, she slowly turned around.

Matthew finally saw her face clearly.

Compared to her figure that was extremely eye-catching.

Kesha's face was full of scars!

Her face was covered with hideous scars as if there were seven to eight centipedes crawling on her body!

At the same time.

Matthew also noticed that when she moved, a yellow light flashed across her body. The yellow light was like a chain that trapped her somewhere!

"What are you...?"

Matthew looked at Kesha in surprise.

Kesha's eyes were calm.

"Death predicted that he would die soon and might fall.

"In order to prevent me from having sex with others after his death, he locked me here thirty years in advance and completely disfigured me. For many years, I have lived alone in the castle and never met anyone until today."

Matthew's expression turned serious as he lowered his head slightly.

"I'm sorry to hear such news."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Kesha shook her head.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. It's not your fault.

" As for Death, I think he was right to worry, but it was too late. Before he locked me up and disfigured me, I had already had countless affairs with others.

"At that time, the secret garden of the ancient beauty god Hathor was still there. Hehe, it was really a crazy period of time…"