A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

He only cleared his throat and said in a low voice,

" I don't fight, I don't have greed, I don't have love. The world changes, but I remain the same."

As soon as he said that.

Rheagar looked at Matthew with a puzzled expression.

But Camela suddenly jumped up from the ground!

The shackles on her body clanged loudly, creating a huge commotion in the empty room!

"This is the warning of the God of the First Moon!

"How did you know?"

Camela looked very excited.

Matthew thought,

" I also know that the reason why you're wearing red robes is that red is a colour that praises life in the teachings of the God of the First Moon.

"I even remember that you shaved your hair and eyebrows to look at your true self. This is also a part of the self-purification ritual unique to the God of the First Moon…"

But he didn't intend to reveal more than that.

He just looked at Kamela calmly.

"You are the Ascetic from the Devil Mountain, right?"

Camela looked even more surprised.

"You even know about the Devil Mountain?

"I can't even remember clearly myself!

"Who exactly are you?"

Matthew introduced himself calmly.

" I'm a registered mage of the Seven Saint Alliance, a magic consultant of Rolling Stone Town. Rheagar has introduced me just now. My name is Matthew.

"As for why I know some information about you…"

He paused for a moment and then started to make up stories.

" I once visited a magical country in the starry sky in a dream. That country had a highly developed magic civilization, and its guardian was the God of the First Moon.

"I stayed in that dream for a long time, but unfortunately, I can't remember much of the content. If it weren't for you and the familiar aura, I would have forgotten about that country.

"Now that I think about it, that was also a very beautiful world…"

Matthew said with a double meaning.

"Dream realm?

"Could it be a spell like Blue Veil Dream?"

Camela clearly had a deep understanding of the spell system in the world of Aindor.

Blue Veil Dream was a spell that could allow a mage's soul to travel to another world. It was indeed very similar to Matthew's description.

Matthew said vaguely,

"It's more or less a similar spell."

Camela asked excitedly,

"Then you must know something about me or my identity, right?

"Frankly speaking, after I woke up from that long dream, my understanding of my identity was already very vague. There were only a few specific terms in my mind, such as Demon Mountain and Ascetic.

"But I still don't understand why I have to wear these shackles. I don't know where my eyebrows and hair have gone. After I woke up, they didn't continue to grow…"

She looked puzzled by the anomaly in her body.

Matthew muttered,

" In my memory, in order to express your firm belief in serving the God of the First Moon for life, ascetics like you often hold a self-purification ritual.

"The content of the ritual is to permanently abandon certain parts of the body to prove one's piety.

" The ascetics are actually divided into many groups. Some groups are more gentle when holding the ritual. They shave their heads, cut their nails, and, at most, cut off their eyebrows.

"Other groups are more extreme. They even abandon important parts such as limbs and put shackles on themselves to express their firm belief that they will always be slaves of the God of the New Moon."

Hearing this.

Rheagar couldn't help but frown and interrupt,

"Now that you mention it, the God of the New Moon is quite overboard. Fortunately, Camela didn't lose any arms or legs, which means that the group she's in isn't particularly extreme…"

Matthew didn't say anything. He just looked at Camela quietly.

The latter was also silent for a long time.

But very quickly.

A fanatical expression appeared on her face as she forcefully pulled down her robe!

Hualala.

The priest's robe fell to the ground.

Camela's skinny body was completely exposed to the air.

Matthew's eyelids twitched.

Rheagar revealed a shocked expression.

Kamela's chest was extremely flat, and there were two extremely obvious gouges!

It was as if someone had used a sharp weapon to cut off her pair of breasts!

"I remember now. I did it myself!"

Camela's voice was filled with joy.

" Among the 138 ascetics present, I am the only one allowed by the True God to do this. Even if others wanted to imitate me, they would not be allowed to do so because I am the one with God's favour!

"I am an ascetic from the First Moon Kingdom, Demon Mountain Divine Palace! I'm the Blessed of the God of the First Moon, the representative of the true god in the starry sky on land!

"Thank you, stranger. I found a lot of information about my identity!"

Matthew smiled subtly.

He was actually quite curious about Camela's current situation and background.

The Antu Empire had been destroyed for thousands of years.

Was the Ether Star Alliance still present?

Camela had awakened from this continent, and the time she had fallen asleep was when the God of the First Moon was still active. Did this mean that the Aindor Continent and the Ether Star Kingdom were not completely separate spaces?

Was his transmigration related somehow?

At that moment.

Matthew thought a lot.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Camela's gaze on him had become very gentle.

"After I woke up, everyone told me that the God I believe in doesn't exist, but I can really feel his temperature. Can you?"

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