This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

"Did you see the looks in the others' eyes?

"They don't dare to hate Tyraste, but they will not spare those related to him."

Matthew was not worried.

On the one hand, he knew that Beanna was a very smart girl. She used her courage to seize the opportunity given by fate to climb up. Naturally, she knew what kind of risks she would face in the process.

On the other hand, Matthew also believed that Tyraste must have made thorough preparations for today's ceremony.

At least for today.

No matter how much hatred the elves cast at her.

She was most likely safe and sound.

As expected.

The young people surrounding Beanna suddenly dispersed, leaving the girl standing alone under a broken stone pillar.

Only then did everyone see.

Beanna held a heavy stone basin in her arms. There were seven or eight types of flowers, a dozen types of fruits, and leaves with green worms wriggling on them.

At the same time.

She was carrying an inconspicuous bamboo stick on her back.

"That's Tyraste's bamboo stick. "

Alan was also a little surprised.

" In her arms was a stone basin that the Holy Fairy Maiden would only use when holding the highest level of sacrifice. This was a custom inherited from the Troll era.

"That stone basin alone weighs dozens of pounds, and there are some water and flowers and fruits in it…"

Matthew also noticed.

Beanna held the stone basin in an unnatural manner. From time to time, her chest would lean forward. It was probably quite strenuous.

However, her expression remained indifferent.

There was a sacred beauty to it.

Matthew carefully examined the girl and confirmed that she had at least three charm-related spells.

If one stares at her too long.

One would even hallucinate as if he saw a walking ball of Holy Light.

In the era before the gods rose.

These were all common methods used by little gods with unstable foundations.

Beanna stood in front of the elven elders who were about to be exiled. She did not speak passionately but just stood there like a statue.

Time ticked by.

The atmosphere was unusually solemn.

It was just past noon.

Beanna finally moved.

She hugged the stone basin and slowly turned around. Then, she walked around the path beside the ruins and headed up the mountain!

"This is the path to glory. Please follow me. "

Her voice was clear, crisp and dignified, giving people a refreshing feeling.

More importantly…

Beanna said this in elvish!

As Beanna's figure gradually walked up the mountain.

The group of exiles also began to move forward.

One by one, they formed a long line and climbed up the mountain path.

Beanna led them to the top of the mountain and circled down another path.

Because the queue was very long.

People who went up the mountain and people who went down the mountain would see each other on these two different spiral paths.

Some people had just gone up the mountain.

Some of them were already at the foot of the mountain.

Out of curiosity and some other excitement, Matthew and Alan also joined the team.

Camphor trees and beech trees lined the mountain road.

There were also some tenacious valley lilies growing near the top of the mountain.

A cool breeze blew, taking away the heat on everyone's faces.

Bathed in this strange fragrance and cool air.

All the elves felt much calmer.

As they advanced.

Matthew could hear singing coming from the front of the line.

Alan explained,

"This is a hymn used to praise the God of Elves. Usually, only the Holy Maiden is qualified to sing on specific occasions.

"Tyraste's path to glory is not made up out of thin air but based on evidence.

"It is said that in ancient times, in order to avoid an unprecedented disaster, the God of Elves created the Secret Light Forest as a refuge. However, the space of the refuge was limited, and not all elves could enter it.

"At that time, only the most devout believers were eligible to enter the sanctuary.

" Even these people, before entering the Sanctuary, had to go through a ritual called the Path of Glory. It was probably like this--- "

At this point.

Matthew was finally certain.

Tyraste was planning to 'resurrect' the God of Elves!

Alan was obviously aware of this, but from her reaction, she seemed to be caught in a dilemma.

This meant that she knew.

If Tyraste could successfully ascend to Divinity, the fate of the Wood Elves could indeed usher in a huge turn for the better!

"But why did he choose a human as the holy maiden of the elves? "

Matthew could not help but think of the taciturn face of the old elf.

After a lap.

It took about half an hour.

But Beanna did not rest.

She continued to walk up the mountain along the original road with the stone basin in her arms.

The elves followed in turn.

More subtly,

This time, there were actually other onlookers who followed one after another.

They bowed their heads in silence.

It was as if they were performing a long and devout prayer.

Matthew could feel the influence of the atmosphere.

It was a wonderful feeling.

One couldn't simply use herd mentality to solve doubts.

In this valley, Beanna sang hymns, and the young people in the Hundred Flower Costume walked the path of glory.

All of this formed a ritual field that was enough to shake the hearts of the onlookers!

Matthew didn't follow along on the second lap.

He waited quietly near the temple ruins.

In less than half an hour.

Beanna's figure appeared in Matthew's vision again.

However, this time…

She did not continue to climb the mountain. Instead, she bent down and placed the stone basin on the ground. Then, she slowly retreated to a stone house in the middle of the ruins.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat, and he followed curiously.

Beanna was alone in the stone house.

"Is Tyraste not here? "

Matthew was a little surprised.

He thought for a moment and decided that it was not a good time to communicate with Beanna, so he decided to leave. Enjoy exclusive chapters from

But at this moment.

The other party took the initiative to look in the direction of the invisible magic ball.

Perhaps it was because it was a little strenuous to walk.

The girl's face was slightly red, and her fair skin was covered with beads of sweat.

She asked gently,

"Matthew?

"Is it you?

"I just felt that you have been following me. Do you want to do something bad? "

Matthew appeared and explained,

"I was just curious... "

"Does that justify you tailing me?"

Beanna interrupted Matthew.

Matthew looked at her in surprise.

The girl burst out laughing.

"I was just joking with you. I was so tired just now.

"I still have to walk three more times in a while. I have to rest well.

"I became the Holy Fairy Maiden. Is it very surprising? "

Matthew nodded.

Beanna said in embarrassment,

"The teacher didn't want me to tell you this in advance.

"It wasn't until this morning that he told me to ask you something if I had the chance to meet you. "

Matthew asked,

"What is it? "

Beanna said expectantly,

"If the God of Elves resurrects and forms a church, are you willing to be the patriarch of this church?

"Or, to put it another way…

"The church's new Pope? "

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