Chapter 419 Midsummer Night and Adventure

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Matthew did not answer Osidero directly.

Instead, he transferred his soul from the soul cage to the demiplane.

He said to Osidero:

"Before going to the void world, you must work for me."

"The responsibility I temporarily give you is to take care of this demiplane for me. Your work content is mainly to build this demiplane into what I imagine through various means. If you work well in this position, I will give you more important work next."

Osidero was not dissatisfied at all.

He knew very well that he did not get Matthew's full trust. Compared with the death of his soul, his current situation is already a blessing in disguise.

So he nodded and said:

"It's a great honor."

Matthew immediately explained to him some basic information about his demiplane.

He also listed the goals he wanted and certain resource support for him.

As for whether Osidero can achieve Matthew's requirements.

It depends on whether this former abyss mage has enough ability.

"When this matter is over, I will find you a new body as soon as possible."

"You can make do with this zombie's body first."

Matthew transferred his soul to the body of a zombie without spirituality.

As for Osidero's original body.

Matthew did not intend to return it to him yet——

The seeds split from the Void Mark can certainly completely control it.

But there is also the risk of the other party suddenly exploding.

Matthew planned to observe Osidero for a while.

Then he asked about the situation of the demon army.

Osidero told him everything he knew.

Matthew learned a lot of important information from him, which made him more confident about the next war with the demons.

After leaving the demiplane.

Matthew's calm and composed expression slowly disappeared.

His face became solemn and serious.

Osidero's words still echoed in his ears.

For a long time.

Matthew exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

Indeed.

Not every mage is confident that he can achieve transcendence.

What the other party said is very likely to become a reality.

As a member of the alliance.

Matthew knows the nature of mages better than Osedro -

It's no exaggeration.

If all the external enemies are destroyed, then the alliance will be full of enemies!

Even the top-level divine mages have many records of fighting each other.

Isabel and Wuming have fought each other, and in earlier times, it is said that she also fought with Linde;

Su Ruier seems to be peaceful, but the four guardians have complaints about her doing business in her own territory;

Not to mention Ekmond, most of the bad things done by the Dragon Worship Cult must be attributed to him;

Since he gradually understood the experiences of legendary mages.

He truly realized that "no legendary mage is clean."

Extraordinary power distorts personality and morality.

Interests and positions override justice.

Or so.

It is difficult for Matthew to find the so-called justice in the world of Eindor.

It is good enough to maintain basic order!

And now.

He is at the cusp of a storm.

The order established by the Scourge Mage is disintegrating completely.

A new order has not yet been formed.

No one knows what the world will be like tomorrow.

"If Telast and Eisner succeed, it may not be a bad thing."

"The God of Law will abandon most of their humanity. They must strictly abide by the laws they have formulated. Although these laws may not be correct, they will definitely bring order, even if it is an evil order."

"From the perspective of plane science, these creatures originally in the outer planes become the God of Law in the material world, which means that the power to stabilize the main material world has become stronger, which can also reduce the impact from odd-numbered changes."

"Whether it is a demon or an elf, as long as they sit in that position, they will become the guardian of the Aindo continent. Even for their own interests, they will work hard to protect this world."

"The only one who is unhappy is the Alliance..."

"But all of them have entered the disappeared historical world, and no upper legend is willing to stay to protect this world, which means that this is also the Alliance's own choice."

What's more,

Just like what Matthew thought just now, the alliance itself is not clean either.

Thinking of this.

Matthew couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"I'm not that clean either..."

"At first I was so resistant to the Void bloodline, but before I knew it, I had begun to enjoy the benefits of the Void bloodline."

"So ordinary people living in the extraordinary world are really miserable..."

He stood on the top of the cemetery and slowly looked back.

The Rolling Stone City was pitch black.

Only the city walls and the main city area where a large number of civilians live in the distance can vaguely see some lights.

Matthew looked towards the east again.

There, the woods are one after another, forming a sea of ​​trees.

Even at night.

The world tree Burgard also emits a faint glow to guide the lost passers-by.

Dandelions fly by in the moonlight.

The picture is beautiful.

And the cemetery is even more peaceful.

Occasionally, some banshees and zombies active at night can be seen, but their footsteps are very light and they will not disturb each other. They are just doing their own things, as if two parallel lines will never intersect.

Matthew's pupils gradually focused:

"After all, I am just a less extreme necromancer. I have some strength, but it is far from enough to make an impact on the world situation."

"All I can do is protect a piece of land from the suffering of war and protect my friends."

"As for the fate of the world-that is what the big guys have to do. I am not qualified, so why worry about it?"

"Eisner, Phantom Dragon, Terrast...whatever they want to do!"

"As long as they don't provoke me, what does it have to do with me?"

"If the elves want to die, what the hell do I have to do with it?"

He thought like venting.

He couldn't help but kick a piece of gravel at his feet.

Bang!

The stone hit the tombstone not far away, making a crisp and abrupt sound.

A few seconds later.

Clear footsteps came from behind:

"You look like you have a lot on your mind. This is not like the Matthew I know."

Matthew turned around slowly, squeezing out a reluctant smile on his face.

He said to Sif:

"What kind of Matthew do you know?"

Tonight Sif was wearing a white dress with a girlish vibe. The dress was decorated with little yellow flowers, silver lace and beautiful folds.

Her hair fell naturally from both sides, and her face was delicate and beautiful, giving Matthew a feeling of returning to the past.

"Smart."

"Confident."

"Good-looking."

"Decisive."

"Always busy, but not like a headless fly, but with a goal, and then persevering efforts towards that goal."

"Although I don't know what that goal is, I know it must exist."

With a smile on her face, Sif walked gracefully to Matthew.

The two were very close.

When she raised her head, she almost hit Matthew's chin.

"Really?"

Matthew did not step back.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, and then he said seriously:

"Do you know?"

"There are always illusions between people. People always stubbornly believe that someone is what they imagine, but in fact it may be very different."

"What you see... may be an illusory me, or just a fragment of me. They are neither the whole me nor the real me."

"Many people mistake these illusions for love."

Sif's expression did not change. She tiptoed and hummed softly:

"I know."

"You rejected Beanna with similar words."

Matthew looked at her deeply.

Without waiting for him to speak.

Sif suddenly smiled and said:

"I instigated her to do this!"

"Because I knew you would definitely reject her!"

Matthew asked:

"Why do you do this?"

Sif answered openly:

"It's the possessiveness of a little girl."

"I don't like her liking you, I hope she can put that thought out sooner, so I did it."

"Now it seems that I was really naive at the time, and I felt guilty afterwards. If it were now, I would definitely not do that."

Matthew smiled:

"If it were now, would you threaten her directly and tell her to get out of here?"

Sif stared at her big round eyes unconvinced:

"Am I so violent in your eyes?"

Matthew shrugged.

Sif smiled and said:

"I will probably show her the flames from hell."

Matthew showed an expression of as expected, and then asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, after releasing the flames of hell for the second time, you didn't seem to faint, and your physical condition was okay?"

Sif nodded:

"You will always improve!"

"I have also been practicing very hard in private."

Matthew reminded:

"Just practice appropriately, don't overdo it."

"The blood of Baator is very unstable. It can bring you strength, but it may also have other side effects. In short, it is a double-edged sword, and you must always be careful."

Sif stretched out her little hand, wrapped her arms around Matthew's waist and hugged him.

Her expression was very innocent, like an innocent girl:

"It sounds like you care about my body?"

"Why don't you care more deeply?"

Feeling the girl's body fragrance.

Matthew looked down at her, and then couldn't help blinking:

"Do you need excitement now?"

Sif bit her lower lip, her voice trembling slightly:

"Guess?"

She hugged Matthew tightly, a layer of mist covered her eyes, looking blurry and dreamy in the moonlight.

Matthew stared at her for a long time.

Then he subconsciously pushed her hands away:

"Okay, no more jokes."

"To be honest, I'm facing a difficult decision now. As you saw before, I'm a little confused."

"I think I need to calm down and think about what to do next..."

However, he failed to untie the girl's tightly clasped hands.

The next second.

He looked up and saw a pair of eyes full of shame and anger.

She gnashed her teeth and cursed in a suppressed and angry tone:

"Matthew, you are such a coward!"

"You always have to make full preparations before you can do what you want, right?"

"You can't tolerate any adventure or accidents in your life?"

"Are you afraid of being rejected by me?"

"Or are you worried that Rhaegar is also nearby?"

"Your reaction is obviously very strong..."

"Why do you always suppress your desire? Why can't you face your heart?"

"Even if you sleep with a woman, you have to write an application report to her, and then write a process plan after obtaining her permission?"

"What are you hiding from?"

"What are you afraid of?!"

"Ah?!"

Her voice trembled violently.

At that moment.

Matthew could feel a stream of burning power coming from his chest and lower back.

There was fire in Sif's eyes, and black flames burned on her body.

Strangely.

The flames burned on Matthew, but did not hurt him, but instead wrapped his body with all their strength.

He felt warm and hot all over.

His inner irritability, anxiety, confusion, escape and other emotions were ignited in an instant.

It was as if a dormant volcano suddenly erupted-

He picked up Sif by the waist and then put her on his shoulder with one hand.

Sif screamed, and then slapped his shoulders and back hard:

"Put me down!"

"Put me down!"

But Matthew knew it very well.

She didn't use any force, otherwise it would be impossible to struggle this hard.

He was angry.

The arm around the girl's waist involuntarily increased its strength.

Matthew carried Sif away from the top of the mountain without saying a word, all the way to the small dark room.

Bang!

The door of the small dark room was closed.

The battlefield came to the hard wooden bed.

In the darkness.

The fragrance and the smell of sweat mixed together, and the breathing and heartbeat became turbid.

The sound of textile tearing and low exclamations scared away the mice hiding in the corner.

The difficult struggle lasted for a long time, but the prologue of the battle was stuck under the stubborn resistance of one side.

For a long time.

He was sweating profusely and annoyed:

"What are you doing?"

Sif's voice was not as majestic as before, but full of pleading:

"I... I'm a little scared."

"You, let me go--"

"Let me do it, okay?"

Her voice was very weak, like a panicked little animal hiding in the nest and looking anxiously at the predator probing outside.

She tried to turn the two people's positions, and then tried her best to relax her body.

However, her efforts were ruthlessly destroyed halfway!

"Ah?!"

Sif's panicked voice sounded in the darkness, and it seemed to return to the previous predicament.

The little beast pleaded anxiously:

"Just listen to me once, okay?"

"No."

The predator answered forcefully.

"Why?"

The little beast answered desperately.

"I want to be on top..."

The predator destroyed the nest rudely.

"Ah--!"

The stream broke through the river bank, and the earthworms loosened the soil.

The gecko climbed up the rock wall, and the nightingale slept in the tree.

This is destined to be a long night.

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Not far from the small dark house.

The bonfire reflected the faces of the middle-aged man and the minotaur skeleton sitting next to him.

The former smoked his cigar silently;

The latter also took out a cigarette from the other party's open cigarette box, lit it with the campfire and started to smoke:

"It's great."

"I mean, it's great to be an undead. You don't have to worry about damaging your lungs when smoking. What do you think, Rhaegar?"

Rhaegar didn't say a word.

Peggy blew out a smoke ring and then patted Rhaegar's shoulder:

"Look at it, there will always be such a day."

"And don't worry, I will be responsible."

Hearing this.

Rhaegar couldn't help but cough violently, and then he glared at Peggy:

"What nonsense are you talking about!?"

Peggy crossed her legs while smoking a cigar:

"Matthew is mine, and so is Sif. Now we are all family."

"According to humans, we are already in-laws."

"Don't look at me like that, Rhaegar, can't you be more mature? Maybe you will be a grandfather next year..."

Rhaegar's forehead was throbbing with veins, and the cigar ash in his hand fell wildly.

"So will it be a boy or a girl?"

"What are their names?"

Peggy's voice was a little distressed:

"Isn't the current Rolling Stone City qualified for Matthew to marry into the family? You have to join the Blood Flag Kingdom to be qualified, otherwise you can't take your Blood Flag surname..."

"Then you have to take Matthew's surname... Wait, what is Matthew's surname? Why don't I remember it?"

"Forget it, how about taking my surname?"

"In my previous life, I belonged to the Spring Thunder Tribe of the Tauren Clan. It just so happens that today is Midsummer Night, so the baby born, regardless of gender, will be named Midsummer Night. Spring Thunder, how about it?"

"Hey hey hey..."

"If you don't like the name, we can discuss it. Don't take out the knife, my dear..."

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The next morning.

Matthew, refreshed, stood on the top of the cemetery and looked out.

The demon army that was stationed near the North Trade Station yesterday has now disappeared.

The portal to the Resting Wasteland has also disappeared.

According to the report from the wizard who was tracking the demons last night, they retreated to the north overnight - that is the direction of the city of Rapids. Matthew immediately sent a message to Hood. Then he found Sif who was busy in the kitchen with Peggy: "Um, I may have to leave for a while." Sif replied calmly: "You don't have to tell me your whereabouts." "Last night was just a game between two adults." "You don't have to think about strange things like responsibility. I don't need them." "Between you and me, there may not be a next time, don't think too much." Matthew's expression changed slightly. But in the end. He nodded and left the kitchen. After a while. Laughter continued in the kitchen. Matthew drove the invisible ball over to eavesdrop, but vaguely heard this sentence:

"Midsummer Night. Spring Thunder?"

"What a funny name?"

"Hmm... not bad."

"What? Of course there will be, I want to be on it next time!"

Matthew stayed there for a while with a strange look on his face, and then left quickly.

He was going to the Jade Palace.

The first big adventure since crossing!

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