A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 20: Craftsmen Protection Association

As he spoke, he was about to walk over.

"Don't go over there, Mobley!"

Dean suddenly shouted at the tall man to stop his rash action.

"Follow me immediately!"

Dean said as he quickly retreated out of the forest.

Mobley didn't understand, but he still followed Dean obediently.

They continued until they completely left the forest.

Mobley couldn't help but ask, "Why should we retreat? If it were up to me, we should set fire to this place! I can feel that this place is full of vitality. If this fire is strong enough, we might be able to advance a lot on the path of legend!"

Dean was also moved.

But very quickly.

He shook his head." I've told you and the others in the Brotherhood many times. The most important quality of an arsonist is restraint! It is easy to surrender to the burning desire, but we need to restrain it.

"Look closely at this forest. It's obviously newly cultivated. And that hut. I just sensed the scent of a domain in the forest! This meant that there was at least a powerful Druid nearby, and Heiss was probably killed by him.

"Before I know his level, I don't want to fight a high-level Druid in his domain!"

Mobley scratched the back of his head and said disapprovingly, "But I've never heard of any powerful Druids in Rolling Stone Town."

Dean looked at him. "The intelligence needs to be updated. We'll stay outside tonight and enter the city tomorrow to collect intelligence. After making sufficient preparations, we'll formulate a plan and then take action!

" Do you understand?"

Mobley said resentfully," Alright, alright. You're the boss. I'll listen to you."

The two of them went around the oak forest.

They gradually disappeared into the night.

At the edge of the forest.

Matthew's figure quietly appeared.

On his shoulder.

An oak tree fairy was chattering about something.

"These two people are not good people…It was very likely that they were Heiss' accomplices, members of the Silver Frost Brotherhood."

Matthew glanced at the mission panel.

The progress of the maintenance mission was not updated.

However, he did not let his guard down.

In his opinion, the system was not omnipotent. Perhaps only after he had collected enough information would the mission progress be updated.

In comparison.

He was more willing to trust his intuition.

"Did you remember what those two looked like?"

Matthew asked the fairy on his shoulder.

The latter revealed a smug expression, then rubbed Matthew's earlobe hard, revealing an extremely enjoyable expression.

The next day.

Security Bureau.

Pa!

Two lifelike portraits were placed on Blake's desk.

Blake was still eating breakfast. When he saw Matthew, he wiped the bread crumbs off his beard and hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong with these two?"

Matthew nodded." They might be related to the farm fire."

Blake stared at the portrait." I understand. I'll mobilize people to follow them secretly. If there's really something wrong with them, I'll take them down!

" But today is the first day of the Spring Festival market. There are many people in the town, so I have to prioritize the safety of the people."

Matthew expressed his understanding.

He was not worried that Blake would not be a match for the two of them. The captain of the garrison team was already a peak Tier 3 Warrior at a young age. It would not be difficult for him to fight Heiss alone.

Moreover, he had many members with excellent weapons and complete equipment.

It was common knowledge that if no magic professions were involved, in a situation where warriors were fighting each other, it would always be an irrefutable fact that the party with more people and better equipment would win.

Although Rolling Stone Town was a poor and remote place, it never lacked elite warriors. After all, the Suki Family Lord was a level four warrior himself!

The only thing lacking here was Spell Casters.

"These two paintings are not bad. Can you introduce the artist to me?"

Blake said as he looked at the two portraits.

Matthew couldn't help but tease," Oak fairies are probably the most picky creatures in the world when it comes to appearance, and their princess has the strictest eye. They prefer handsome young men.

"As for you, Blake, you look at least forty years old…Unless you shave your beard, they might not even want to see you."

Blake was instantly displeased.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, okay? When I went out this morning, my mother even praised me for being very energetic!

"And what's wrong with my beard?

"Don't you think it makes me look manly?

"As for my age, I'm only 24 years old this year!

"The same age as you, Matthew!"

Matthew shrugged. "Say hello to Ms. Liz for me."

He then left the security office.

Trade Area.

Farm produce street.

Today was the opening day of the Spring Festival market.

The residents of the farms and villages around Rolling Stone Town had gathered here.

The streets were crowded with people.

Matthew squeezed through an ox cart full of white radishes and lettuce leaves.

He arrived at a corner of the market.

Under the shack.

A young man with long hair was glancing at the waists of the people passing by with flickering eyes.

"Jeff! Stop looking. No one can save you if you steal again!"

Matthew slapped him on the shoulder.

Jeff was shocked.

"Matthew, is that you? Uh, I don't intend to steal anything. I'm just looking..."