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A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 116 - 116: He Smells Like Oak Tree!
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Chapter 116: He Smells Like Oak Tree!

Translator: Lonelytree

“Thank you for your gift.”

After packing up, Matthew politely prepared to leave.

“But before I leave, I have a small request.”

Su Ya, who was seated on the throne, had long lost her initial vigor.

She replied weakly, “Speak.”

“Next, I’m going to pass through the rainforest. Although I’ve just entered the domain, it’s not safe, so I hope to obtain a little blessing.”

Matthew’s attitude was quite frank.

Su Ya stared at him in disbelief. “What do you think I am to you? Do you think you can take anything you want?”

Matthew sighed. “You’re making me too sad by saying that. I happen to have the ‘Oak’ domain…”

Pa!

A white light flew out from Su Ya’s body and quickly entered Matthew’s body.

[Hint: You have received the blessing of the soul of the rainforest, Suya,” Suya’s Joy

[Su Ya’s Joy: When you walk in the rainforest, most plants and creatures will show you a friendly attitude.] [Duration: 18 days]

“Now, get lost!”

The girl gritted her teeth and shouted.

Matthew had no reason to refuse. “As you wish.”

A strong light flashed.

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Matthew’s body turned into bubbles and disappeared without a trace.

On the throne.

The girl’s body suddenly curled up slightly, and her slender neck involuntarily leaned back. Her face was deeply flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her hands hung weakly.

After a long time.

A satisfied moan sounded.

The humiliation and helplessness on Su Ya’s face had long since faded away, replaced by a deep joy!

At this moment.

A little flying squirrel descended from the black banyan tree above the throne.

The little flying squirrel looked up at Su Ya and asked in confusion, “Lord Su Ya, you clearly deliberately imposed that trial on him. Why did you act threatened by him?”

Su Ya glanced at the little flying squirrel, and her face was flushed with disdain as she said, “What do you know? He smelled like oak!

“And I hate oak the most!

“I could sense that the soul of the oak beside him had yet to take form.

“This is my chance, I’ll take him away from the oak!”

The little flying squirrel said thoughtfully, “So you still haven’t gotten over the shadow of that incident.” Su Ya glanced at him.

Suddenly, a kick flew up.

She kicked the flying squirrel far away.

After a while.

The second flying squirrel jumped down from the banyan tree and looked at the throne curiously.

“Lord Su Ya, if you want to snatch that man away, why don’t you be more straightforward?” Su Ya held her chin with one hand and said in a tone full of disdain, “What do you Imow?

“A truly brilliant hunter usually appeared in the form of his prey.

“Besides, I’m the soul of the rainforest. If I want to snatch a man, I’ll either conquer him or be conquered by him. There’s no third possibility!”

Little Flying Squirrel No. 2 nodded affirmatively.

“Then you’ve probably been conquered.”

Bang!

Su Ya skillfully launched a powerful volley and kicked Flying Squirrel No. 2 to the horizon.

After a while.

The third flying squirrel landed.

This little flying squirrel looked rather honest and was only reporting diligently.

“Lord Su Ya, the people of the Black Banyan Tribe have held two sacrificial ceremonies. They are begging you to hold an advancement ceremony for the blow archer named Lumiere.” Su Ya’s big eyes rolled up.

“Let him wait. I am not free.”

Little Flying Squirrel No. 3 said awkwardly, “But that Lumiere is determined. In the past few hours, he has killed and sacrificed eight Wyverns or monsters of the same level.

“It’s not good for you to neglect your duties like this. Besides, what’s so good about that man? Why don’t you take a look at me? Is there something that that man has that I don’t?”

Little Flying Squirrel No. 3 suddenly puffed out its chest and looked at Su Ya with a burning gaze.

Su Ya sized up Little Flying Squirrel No.3 and immediately sneered, “You’re too small.”

As she spoke, she stood up with an unfriendly look in her eyes.

“Don’t kick, don’t kick. I can fly away by myself.”

Before Flying Squirrel No.3 could finish its sentence.

It heard a whoosh.

It was kicked into a black shadow and flew far away. It was even kicked out of Black Banyan’s dream realm!

Su Ya stood on the throne, her gaze gradually becoming sharp. “No one or anything can stop me from snatching a man!

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‘ Do you hear that?!”

Accompanied by her energetic declaration.

More and more flying squirrels jumped down from the banyan tree, forming a waterfall of flying squirrels!

“We heard it. We’ll go and get some information for you now!”

For a moment.

All the little flying squirrels in the Black Banyan dream realm swarmed out of their nests and into the rainforest.

Deep in the rainforest, by the river.

Matthew met up with Lorraine through Ella.

The moment the latter saw Matthew, he gave him a big hug.

This made Matthew feel a little touched.

“It’s great that you’re alive. I’m really worried that if you die like this, I won’t be able to get an answer to my second question!”

Lorraine joked.

Matthew simply asked, “So what is your second question?”

Lorraine shrugged.” You’re a necromancer. I have confirmed that. But I noticed that you can use several shapeshifting forms. This can’t be explained by coincidence, right? Of course, I’m just curious. If this involves your secret, you can refuse to answer.”

Matthew smiled. “This is indeed my secret. However, I would have told you this secret later, so there’s no harm in telling you now.

“I yearn for life, but I also chase death.

“I know the undead, and I stand with the oak forest.

“This might seem like a deviant act to others, but to me, it’s my way of equilibrium.

“This is my path of Legend.”

Lorraine looked at Matthew in surprise.

However, before he could speak, a trembling voice came from the forest beside him.

“Wait. Are there still practitioners of the Art of Equilibrium in this world?” Matthew turned around.

Old Lucky was wearing a forest disguise and was looking at him with a complicated expression.