Chapter 400 Who Says We Are All Family?

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Matthew and Rhaegar walked into the gate of the lord's mansion. After a few steps, they ran into Sif in the corridor leading to the original office hall.

She was chatting with Mrs. Wesley.

Mrs. Wesley told her that her legs were not good, and Rhaegar asked someone to treat her. In the end, he met a quack doctor. His legs were cured, but his head started to hurt again.

Sif listened with a smile on her face, nodding from time to time. She still looked so well-behaved and lovable.

"You have lost a lot of weight!"

Rhaegar took a step in front of Sif.

He was actually a little excited, but he was calm overall.

Mrs. Wesley next to him interrupted:

"You are taller, so you look thinner."

Sif stood between the two, and the smile on her face became warmer.

She took the initiative to hug Rhaegar.

However, during the hug.

Her eyes fell on Matthew.

Matthew smiled back.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sif's eyes.

But she hid it well, and after letting go of her hand, she spent most of her energy on talking with Rhaegar.

She just said hello to Matthew.

Matthew stood aside very tactfully, chatting with Mrs. Wesley, leaving enough space for the reunion of father and daughter.

But in the process.

He was also carefully observing the changes in Sif -

The rebellious spirit when she left Rolling Stone Town seemed to have disappeared.

She looked as well-behaved as she was at the beginning.

Sif was wearing a white floral dress today, like a cute girl next door.

It is worth mentioning.

Matthew noticed that all the freckles on her face disappeared, and her skin became whiter.

As Mrs. Wesley said.

She was a little taller - she was not short originally, only half a head shorter than Matthew, and now she was approaching Matthew in height!

This made Matthew vaguely feel a kind of pressure.

Her hair also changed from brown-red to a darker burgundy.

Matthew could be sure that she did not dye her hair.

Then it should be the effect after the awakening of the warlock bloodline.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Matthew always feels that there is something hidden in Sif’s fluffy red hair.

It seems that there is a life form hiding in it.

“It doesn’t look like the previous companion devil Nini…”

“It seems to be… a small snake?”

Matthew is also unsure.

To him, Sif’s body has been shrouded in layers of fog from beginning to end. This fog blocked his perception, and he couldn’t even determine Sif’s current strength and level at the first time!

The blood of Baator is indeed the strongest bloodline in Purgatory.

Rega seemed to have a lot to say to Sif.

He took his daughter to the study room at the back to discuss in detail.

Matthew didn’t disappoint, and greeted the two of them, and then he went to the office lobby to wander alone.

He originally just wanted to find a place to kill time, but he didn’t expect to meet Zeller who was looking for something in a pile of documents here.

When Matthew went over.

Zeller was bending over and coughing, his hands quickly flipping through the documents on the bookshelf, and his eyes were focused on his hands.

"Your cough seems to be worse than before?"

"Don't you really need to see a doctor?"

Matthew sat down on Rega's desk and asked with some concern.

Zeller raised his head in surprise, and then a happy smile appeared on his face:

"You are back? Matthew?"

"Well, it's time to come back..."

"As for my cough, didn't I tell you before that it has nothing to do with the disease, and its root lies in my blood."

Matthew asked curiously:

"Is there anything wrong with the blood of the purple crystal dragon?"

Zeller stretched, put a stack of documents from the bottom to the top, and then poured himself a glass of cold ginger water.

After drinking it.

His cough eased slightly.

Matthew felt a little relieved.

He controlled the life domain and the plague domain in his hands. With the most basic intuition, he could also determine that Zeller's life state was fine and it didn't seem like a disease.

It should be the side effect of the warlock's bloodline as the other party said.

"The awakening of bloodline gives the warlock extraordinary power to enjoy the fruits of his labor, but of course it will also bring some disadvantages."

Zeller explained slowly:

"The ups and downs of emotions are only part of it. When it comes to individuals, each warlock will face different problems."

"For me, every time I awaken a new ability or spell, some extreme physical phenomena will occur."

"For example, this time the cough lasted for a long time, mainly because my lungs and trachea were extremely itchy, as if something was growing."

"Last night when I was sleeping, I dreamed that I turned into a dragon, lying on a hill and breathing wildly. It felt so good, as if I could tear my extremely itchy lungs with my hands."

"I think I'm going to grow a dragon's breath sac here..."

He could only point to his chest and neck.

Matthew's heart was finally relieved:

"That's a good thing."

Zeller shook his head helplessly:

"Not necessarily."

"Many times, the changes in bloodline do not necessarily bring all benefits."

"There are also warlocks who kill themselves during the awakening process, and this group even accounts for a high proportion."

"Because there is no way to control the direction of awakening, some warlocks will actively restrict their blood after maturity to ensure that the next awakening will not make them irreparable."

"In my case, there is indeed a situation where a dragon's breath sac suddenly appears in my chest one day, and the lungs are squeezed and exploded..."

"But the probability of this situation is very low, I will always pay attention to my physical condition."

Matthew nodded gently.

Zeller is a very reliable guy. As long as he doesn't encounter a problem that cannot be solved, he doesn't need others to worry about him at all.

So after chatting about blood for a few more words.

Matthew turned and asked:

"How is the preparation for the Rolling Stone Kingdom going?"

Zeller pointed to the newly added bookshelves next to him and said:

"As you can see, it's a mess."

"To be honest, since the war, the city hall and I have been working overtime, but even if we are busy, there are always countless things waiting for me to deal with every day."

"The population of the surrounding territories has poured in a large number of people, and we are short of management personnel and can't keep up with the demand."

"Look, this is the number of newly registered people, a full 70,000 people! Some are not registered. I estimate that the current population of Rolling Stone Town has exceeded 100,000."

"As long as these people stroll around the city, they need food, water, Work, clothing and housing. "

"During this period, there has been a serious shortage of various materials in the town. The original handicraft workshops have expanded production several times, but they have never been able to keep up with the increase in demand. Even the grass sandpaper used by the city hall to record data and documents is not enough!"

"Regarding various necessities of life, the Southern Mage Corps is willing to help us. They plan to build several golem factories in the new city area. Golems and constructs will be responsible for managing a series of assembly lines. This will provide jobs for the new population joining Rolling Stone Town and meet production needs. "

"But the problem is that we need to provide the materials for building golem factories ourselves. There are only two solutions at present. Either buy them from the Alliance at a high price. , or continue to borrow money from the Southern Mage Corps. "

"Last night, Rega and I calculated that for the new Rolling Stone City, we have borrowed money for sixty years..."

"Even if the Golem Factory can be established and enough skilled workers can be recruited and trained, raw materials are also a problem."

"Take the grass sandpaper as an example. This kind of paper requires the consumption of plant epidermis to make it. Bamboo of lower quality is also OK, but there are not enough plants near Rolling Stone Town. Your forest has just grown, and the quantity is far from enough."

"The raw materials of other necessities are also in short supply."

"Also, there are big problems with currency. Many people report that they do not have enough currency. To trade, this is because we used to trade with Alliance coins. "

"But the number of Alliance coins issued is not that large, it is difficult to meet the sudden expansion of trade needs. Now many places in the town have begun to barter, and some people have taken the opportunity to drive up prices, or issued some strange credit items as a substitute for currency. "

"Not to mention the sanitation problem, Rolling Stone Town has established a comprehensive system of sewers, dry toilets and fixed-point discharge a long time ago. The locals in the town have always been abiding by the rules, but outsiders are not used to it. Many people don’t even know how to use dry toilets. They still insist on urinating and defecating on the side of the road..."

Zeller complained bitterly there.

Matthew would give a few opinions at the beginning.

Then he simply remained silent.

He rubbed his temple:

"Fortunately, I'm just a spell consultant!"

"...The thing I regret most in my life is agreeing to help Rega!"

Zeller concluded with a wry smile:

"There is no precedent in the history of humans in Iendor to gather so many people in one place."

"So many people crowded in one city is really noisy."

"Sometimes I really want to turn them all into frogs!"

Matthew had to comfort them with a few words.

Then he calmly changed the topic to the founding ceremony.

Zeller didn't seem to care much about this:

"It's just a process, just a declaration ceremony."

"According to the advice of the Southern Mage Corps, we sent invitations to many city-states on the east coast, some port cities in the north, the Troll Kingdom, the Jade Court, the Ancient Land, and some other forces."

"It is under the witness of these people that Ms. Qin Wuyue will crown Rega as king. This is also a silent declaration - Rega is king, but the Alliance is above the king."

"The ceremony will last about three days. The first day is a warm-up with various performances and celebrations. The second day is the formal declaration. There will be more celebrations on the third day. Rega is still thinking of some ideas. He plans to hold a martial arts competition, but I severely rejected it."

"If he comes to you for this, you must not support him!"

Zeller advised earnestly.

Matthew smiled and quickly said that he would not support Rega holding a martial arts competition.

This thing is purely looking for trouble.

And it costs more money.

"How is it going over there?"

"I heard a lot of elves died?"

Zeller asked.

Matthew sighed softly:

"It is indeed tragic, but it has nothing to do with us humans for the time being."

Zeller nodded:

"That's good, be careful outside, tell us if you need anything, although we may not be able to help you."

Matthew's heart warmed.

But he didn't say much.

He had long regarded Rolling Stone Town as his home, and friends like Rega and Zeller were as kind as his family.

When Matthew was short of money before.

He basically went to Rega to borrow.

Now the finances of Rolling Stone Town seem to be a little stretched.

Matthew was thinking about how to help.

It was at this time.

Zeller said again:

"By the way, your subordinate Eugene once came to me. He said that he had solved the problem of demons around the forest, but he also said that the demons were not alone. There seemed to be a large abyss crack in the east, and more and more demons were pouring out of it. Those demons are currently active near Apple Avenue, but they may also approach our territory in the future."

"I sent a group of scouts to investigate a few days ago, but there is no result yet."

Eugene?

Matthew then remembered that Eugene, the son of the forest, had led a team to destroy the nearby demons.

He hadn't been back to the oak forest for a long time.

He had forgotten about this matter.

He didn't expect there would be a follow-up.

"I'll go over and take a look later."

Matthew said.

Apple Avenue seemed to be the territory of Mulan, the Shield of the Gem Mountain.

The Terror Lord that Mulan had killed before.

Are those demons here to seek revenge?

He and Zeller continued to chat for a while.

Not long after.

A beautiful figure came in front of the two.

"Matthew?"

"Let's go for a walk in the garden?"

It seemed that Sif had dealt with Rega.

She came to Matthew with a smile and made a generous invitation.

Zeller beside him lowered his head silently and continued to look for the lost documents.

It was just that the cough that had just subsided.

It seemed to become heavier again.

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The garden that Sif mentioned refers to the small garden behind the camp of the Lord's Guard next door.

Matthew had been to this camp several times before, but he had never noticed that the courtyard behind the portal was a different world.

It was a summer afternoon, and the sun was scorching.

The garden was covered with green vines, and it was quite cool underneath.

It had probably been a long time since anyone had taken care of it.

The path was full of wild flowers of various colors, but it was also a different view.

The two walked for a while, but they didn't talk to each other.

Seeing that the atmosphere became a little subtle.

Matthew took the initiative to ask about Sif's life in the Warlock Academy.

Sif answered naturally:

"It's boring."

"The teacher didn't let me contact other warlocks. She told me that warlocks must learn to be alone. Once they encounter a lot of people, they must become the focus of the crowd. Only in this way can they live out themselves, otherwise they will become vassals of others."

"Warlocks repel each other. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Therefore, each student in the Warlock Academy has a separate activity space. Even if we want to make friends, we will not get along with our peers."

"I also have a few friends in the academy, but they are all mages."

Warlocks still have such a saying?

Matthew thought about it.

This seems reasonable, after all, warlocks rely on charm to make a living.

Two people with similar charms are together.

It is easy to have a fight.

"I thought the life of mages would be wonderful, but after experiencing it myself, I found that they live more boring than us."

Sif said embarrassedly:

"At first I felt that I had to make progress, so I often went to audit various courses of mages. Later, I slept for a long time in class, so I didn't go much."

"My life in the academy is very monotonous. I have to sleep 10 hours a day, no, even 12 hours."

"The teacher hopes that I can stimulate the potential of my blood, but I don't think I can do it..."

At this point.

She suddenly slowed down her pace and looked up at Matthew:

"Do you think I have become more beautiful?"

Matthew blurted out without hesitation:

"Of course."

"You are much more beautiful than before."

This is of course the truth.

The transformation of Sif's body by the blood of Baator is obvious, but the most important thing is the improvement in charm.

Sif now——

Matthew felt that her charm had surpassed his!

But he also noticed it.

Sif came back this time, although she was always smiling, there was also a kind of depression between her eyebrows that only adults had.

She didn't seem as happy as she looked.

"So you mean I wasn't pretty before?"

Sif pursed her lips.

Matthew was silent.

Before he could choose the words, Sif laughed first:

"Just kidding!"

"You don't have to answer such a boring question!"

"And I also know that I wasn't pretty enough before, and I'm not pretty enough now!"

"The teacher said that if you want to be an outstanding warlock, you have to use various means to make yourself more beautiful."

As she said.

She suddenly stepped forward and stuck in front of Matthew.

A faint fragrance entered Matthew's mouth and nose.

Her deep eyes like the stars met Matthew's eyes, and her voice became extremely soft:

"So, Matthew..."

"Would you like to help me become more beautiful?"

Her upper body slumped down.

Matthew subconsciously reached out his hand, but just happened to wrap his arms around that weak and boneless waist.

"Um?"

Sif hummed softly.

at the same time.

The prey mark on Matthew's waist also became hot.

"etc!"

Matthew's body suddenly became tense.

Almost at the same time.

Sif suddenly threw away Matthew. Her figure was as fast as lightning, and she rushed into the flowers behind her in just an instant.

Snapped!

Her movements were so fast that a series of afterimages appeared.

When Matthew's eyes finished focusing again.

There is already an extra butterfly in Sif's hand!

The poor butterfly was caught in the palm of her hand, and it was squeezed and twisted in an instant!

"Who's peeking?"

Sif's voice contained a hint of indescribable terror.

The words fell.

The butterfly suddenly split into countless pieces.

They flew out of Sif's palm and landed on the path next to her.

Immediately afterwards.

A woman with an extremely hot figure appeared in front of them:

"Sorry for interrupting your fun."

"You can continue, I will pretend not to see you."

"Of course, if you have fun and invite me to join, I will also consider it."

"Who said everyone is one of their own?"

Matthew stared at the figure with a solemn expression.

He felt that this woman seemed familiar.

Sifu next to her blurted out in surprise:

"aunt?"

At this time.

The news came from the data column in hindsight.

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"Warning: You have encountered the bloodthirsty succubus Luticia (legendary devil/current queen of the Blood Flag Kingdom)"

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I owe 2K, I will make up for it tomorrow!