A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 882

Chapter 882: Matthew’s Bizarre Thoughts!

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” But as a Holy Mage, she should be able to maintain her rationality and rush back in time, right?”

Matthew thought to himself.

In order to solve the first problem.

In the end, he decided to visit Eternal Island personally.

In the field of reproduction.

Dudley and Hussman were professionals.

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Yellow Jade Dragon was also an expert in watching the show.

Perhaps they could also give him some constructive suggestions.

He did as he thought.

Matthew packed up and prepared to leave.

But at this moment.

Rheagar suddenly came to the cemetery.

He rushed in front of Matthew.

With a face full of concern, he asked loudly,

“Matthew? I heard that you’re pregnant.

” Why didn’t you tell me about such a big thing?!”

Matthew quickly dragged him to a corner of the workshop.

With an awkward expression, he whispered,

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“Be quiet!”

Rheagar said unhappily,

“You didn’t even tell me about this. Do you still treat me as a friend?”

Matthew sighed softly.

“It’s mainly because it happened so suddenly, and it’s a little awkward. Moreover, I don’t want you to worry…”

Who knew that Rheagar would not buy it at all.

He crossed his arms and snorted coldly,

” I think it’s because you’re rich now, and you’re only in contact with mages from the Alliance, so you’re looking down on us, right?”

Matthew denied.

However, in his subconscious mind, he really did not think that Rheagar could help.

Of course, the awkwardness was the most important reason.

Matthew’s attitude was quite sincere.

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Rheagar’s expression softened.

He turned to comfort him,

“It’s okay. I’ve seen worse things than you when I was young.

“There was a male demon who was cursed by his ex-wife after his divorce and accidentally became pregnant with octuplets.

“In the end, the eight children were all elites.

“He didn’t do anything himself, and with the help of the children, he became a Devil Lord!

“You don’t know, but his ex-wife’s intestines are green with regret…”

Rheagar rambled on for a long time about the bizarre encounters he had seen.

Matthew could only play along and smile awkwardly but politely.

Finally.

Rheagar then said,

“Let’s get back to business. Do you want me to arrange a priest for you?”

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Matthew instinctively wanted to refuse.

But he quickly reacted.

“Priest?

“Where did this priest come from?”

Weren’t priests extinct these days?

Evil Art Masters were the ones remaining!

Just as he was wondering.

Rheagar quickly said,

“Have you forgotten what I told you before?

” Didn’t Lutisia exchange some of Asma and Dulin’s sexual organs when we returned from Inferno Hell?

” At that time, I said that I would go to the Watcher Highland and ask a reclusive priest to come and take a look at them. However, the priest came very slowly. She only arrived in Rolling Stone Town a few days ago.

“However, her methods were very superb. She only used two minutes to solve Asma and Du Lin’s unspeakable problem.

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“Asma and Du Lin have already been successfully switched back. Their husband and wife’s life is also like a fish in water.

“What do you think?”

Matthew said decisively,

“Bring me to that priest.”

20 minutes later.

In an empty room in the official posthouse of Rolling Stone Town.

Matthew and Rheagar stood side by side.

A thin figure sat on the granite floor.

It was a woman who had shaved her hair and eyebrows and was wearing a fiery red priest robe.

Her appearance was ordinary and even a little ugly.

Her hands and feet were shackled.

Her face was covered in dark yellow spots and fine lines.

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Only her eyes were extremely clear.

After listening to Rheagar and Matthew’s narration.

The bald woman shook her head gently.

“I refuse.

” Impregnating a dead person is against the teachings I follow.”

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