This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees
Chapter 249: Be More Confident
Chapter 249: Be More Confident
Matthew pushed the door open and walked through the garden to the gate. Sure enough, he found that it was Rheagar shouting.
He did not open the gate.
Instead, he said to Rheagar through the fence,
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âWeâll talk about the sword oil tomorrow or the day after. Iâll go to the lordâs manor to find you.â
Rheagar banged on the railing.
âOpen the door first. Other than sword oil, I have something important to discuss with you!â
Matthew stared at him and suddenly smiled. âYou are doing this on purpose, arenât you?â
Rheagar said righteously,
âWhat makes you think I did it on purpose? I didnât know Sif was at your house.â
AlrightâŚ
Matthew couldnât be bothered to argue with him and silently opened the door to let Rheagar in.
âCome in, but you have to find a place to sit first. Iâll talk to you about sword oil after Iâm done with Sifâs lesson.â
Rheagar did not answer. He just snorted and impatiently entered the door.
However, as soon as he entered, he saw Sif looking at him with righteousness.
A smile of embarrassment appeared on Rheagarâs face.
âIâm sorry, baby. I forgot that you were having classes at Matthewâs house today.â
As he spoke, he shamelessly sat down beside Sif.
At this moment, Peggy brought a cup of hot coffee and a cup of lemon tea from the kitchen.
Rheagar naturally took a cup of coffee and took a sip.
âThank von â Your cooking is not had. much better than our Madam Wesleyâs-â
Peggy stared at him.
Rheagar felt goosebumps on his back from being stared at. He hurriedly put down the coffee in his hand and apologized repeatedly,
âSo this cup isnât for me? Sorry, sorry.â Peggyâs soul fire calmed down a little.
However, in the next second.
She saw Rheagar naturally take the cup of lemon tea and take a big gulp. As he drank, he said,
âSo this cup is for me!â âHa! The taste is really good.â Seeing this scene.
Sifâs cheeks puffed up even more.
Peggy also looked like she was about to make a move.
Fortunately, Matthew stopped her in time.
He knew that Rheagar was here to make things difficult for him.
However, for the sake of the tax exemption policy, Matthew didnât mind as long as it didnât affect his classes.
He ignored Rheagar, who was sitting like an old man and continued to tell Sif about history.
It was strange.
Previously, when it was a one-on-one lesson, Sif looked uneasy.
Now that Rheagar was interfering, she became very serious. She took note of every important point that Matthew made.
He finished a long paragraph.
Sif suddenly asked,
âMatthew, why do many people from the evil faction always seem stupid in history books?
âWhat I mean is that they might not be really stupid, but many times, they have better choices.
âI discovered that there were many similar records. In those historical stories, the protagonists who played the role of justice often only needed to use a little strategy, and the big bad guys from the evil camp would obediently fall for it.
âIf it werenât for the fact that these were all real historical facts, I would have suspected that the bards had fabricated them to fool us.
âYou should have seen a lot of bad guys. Are they really that stupid?â Regarding this question.
Matthew pondered for more than three minutes before he slowly gave his answer.
Putting aside the contrast between good and evil in the division of factions and putting aside the survivor bias in the compilation of historical stories, I can give you a relatively positive answer. Yes, in the process of life and adventure, most of the characters we encounter in the evil faction are not smart.â
Sif held her chin with one hand and asked curiously,
âWhy? Were the people of the Evil Faction born ignorant?â
Matthew shook his head.
âNo, I think the root cause of this phenomenon is the lack of education.â
As he spoke, he noticed that Lara, who had been listening in the corridor, could not help but walk over.
Matthew gestured for her to sit down and said without hesitation,
âMost of the evil organization members are not very smart.
âThe organizations Iâm talking about include the Evil Art Masters, Arsonists, Witherers, Red-letter Hunters, and the Underworld natives
âTake the Order of Calamity as an example. I once killed a Gnoll Sorcerer named Anderson.
Heâs a tier four Evil Art Master, and heâs really powerful. If heâs smart enough, I might suffer a huge loss.
âFortunately, he was only a Gnoll.
âAnd I am a human mage who has received sufficient education.
âThe fact that I could defeat him didnât mean that I was naturally better than him.
âItâs because my background completely crushed him.
âJust imagine it.
âIf you were a gnoll, what could you do? âCan you do better than Anderson?
âMaybe you think you canâŚ
âIf you were a talented Gnoll born in a barren underground tribe, your parents were no different from other Gnolls. They gave you life and loved you very much, but none of them could abandon their jobs to accompany you.
âWhen you were born, they had to go out to hunt and fight day and night.
âThe only ones accompanying you are the gnoll cubs who know nothing about this world like you.
âFortunately, you were very smart..â