I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Chapter 521: Melee Glory and the Escaping Prince

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What?

Rheagar was captured?!

Matthew was shocked, but after thinking about it, it was not impossible.

He quickly checked the event and found that there were very few related images. The only information he had did not include Rheagar's face. It was all the statements of the Bru tribe and the Kingdom of Suki.

However, his world event ability was similar to Lorraine's alley gossip.

It couldn't have generated such a message for no reason.

Rheagar must have encountered some trouble on his way to Purgatory.

Matthew walked back and forth a few steps and left the cemetery decisively. He planned to go to town to discuss with Zeller.

Sif was placed in the cemetery, which was quite safe.

At present, the two safest places in Rolling Stone Town were Matthew's oak forest and cemetery.

These two ritual arenas had mobilized the power of his own domain and were guarded by Obast and Argus, respectively.

These two individuals were extremely strong. In a home-ground battle, if one wanted to defeat them quickly, one would need at least a Tier 5 four-man party.

This kind of arrangement was rare in the entire South.

Therefore, Matthew was very relaxed when he left.

When he arrived at the lord's manor, it was already late at night.

Matthew wanted to go to Zeller's room to find him, but he didn't expect to see some fire in the office hall from afar.

He walked into the corridor.

He heard a cough from afar. When she got closer, she realized that Zeller was still working in the office!

"I believed you should have rested long ago."

Matthew did not hide his footsteps and knocked on the door.

Zeller looked up at him and smiled charmingly.

"I learn this from you mages.

" I've heard that the most hardworking mages will use spells to deprive themselves of their ability to sleep so that they can absorb knowledge twenty-four hours a day.

" Those who are inferior will also compress their sleep time to two to four hours a day."

Matthew walked in and said helplessly,

"It looks like I've lowered the average diligence of mages."

Zeller smiled.

"Necromancers have always been regarded as an anomaly among mages. Speaking of which, have you ever considered turning yourself into a lich in the future? I heard that this is the ultimate dream of many necromancers."

Matthew shook his head.

" To me, the Lich is a dead end. It's a bit self-deceiving to obtain eternal life in this way. In the end, a lich can't stand above death and is still a servant of death."

He came to his desk and looked at the thick stack of documents. He could not help but frown.

"Aren't you dealing with too many things?

"What about the five-member council?

"Can't you leave some of these to them?"

Zeller placed the quill on the shelf next to him and rubbed his face with both hands. He sighed helplessly.

"There are too many refugees. We need to constantly introduce targeted measures.

"The war between the High Leaf Region and the Red Mountain was expected to produce more refugees.

"The current Rolling Stone Town was like a raised highland for the surrounding territories that had been through war.

"Many commoners brought their families to this place.

"If not for the legends of cannibal trees and zombies, there would be a large number of refugees around your oak forest.

"This problem must be resolved as soon as possible, or else it will create an even greater disaster.

" The five-member council can only deal with daily government affairs. Now that the situation has developed to this point, a lot of information is related to each other. I don't want Rolling Stone Town to always lag behind, so it's inevitable that I have to be more diligent."

Matthew said in admiration,

"You're the most unwarlock person I've ever seen."

Zeller took a sip of ginger water.

"You speak as if you have seen many Warlocks.

" People always have a rigid impression of warlocks. They naturally think that all warlocks are frivolous and unruly, just like necromancers always like to steal corpses."

Matthew smiled.

" Some of my peers do like to steal corpses, but they have no choice. After all, casting materials like human bodies are too expensive.

" But you're right. I'm just surprised by your talent and ability to handle government affairs. It has nothing to do with the Warlock profession."

Zeller said calmly,

"No one is born to like doing these tedious tasks.

"But Rheagar needs such a person by his side."

So, did you offer yourself?

Matthew's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask,

"Did he save your life?"

Zeller said without hiding anything,

"More than once."

The night seemed to always open one's heart.

The two of them looked at each other across the desk, and there were flickering candles on both sides.

Matthew could see the reminiscence in Zeller's eyes.

"I lived in darkness when I was young.

"It was difficult to describe the environment with words.

"It was like a pitch-black darkness, and the surrounding air had hardened into hard metal.

"I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe, and it was hard for me to even blink.

"Even now, it's hard for me to recall the details.

"I only remember the day I met Rheagar.

"I seem to have encountered a ray of light."

At this point, he fell silent, as if he was completely immersed in his memories.

Matthew didn't say anything. He waited until Zeller's attention returned to reality before he slowly said,

"That's hard to imagine.

" Actually, for a long time, Rheagar gave me the same feeling as a friend of mine who was an Occult Machinist. She and I both thought that he was responsible for making jokes at the party."

Zeller smiled.

" That's Rheagar now. He wasn't like this in the past. The young Rheagar was much more reckless and had many bad habits, but he was always likeable."