A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 348: Ball

Translator: Lonelytree

The invited guests secretly adjusted the corners of their clothes or accessories when no one was paying attention.

The waiter at the door smiled cautiously.

Above the door, two brand-new lanterns dispelled the darkness.

The remaining light shone on the steps of the side door more than ten meters away from the main door, revealing a thick layer of dust.

It was obvious.

The people of Rolling Stone Town were relatively unfamiliar with social activities such as balls. Those who were invited by Rheagar were all decent people in the territory, but even they were constantly making eye contact with each other to determine if there was anything wrong with their etiquette and trying to make it look like they often attended balls.

Matthew carried a cute little black cat into the front door.

A waiter wanted to come up and lead the way, but Matthew declined with a smile.

He quickly walked into the magnificent stone building, and the heat of early summer was instantly swept away.

Matthew shuttled between the castle-like corridors and halls, and the lanterns and embossed on both sides quickly fell back.

It was said that the posthouse in Rolling Stone Town was originally built according to the specifications of the castle.

The southern part of the place resembled a palace, and its architectural style was simple and rough.

This could also be seen from the embossing on the stone walls on both sides of the First Hall and the stone sculpture of the demon’s head hanging on the ceiling.

The moment Matthew entered, he felt a wild and passionate aura.

However, the temperature here was very low.

Perhaps the height of the building was too exaggerated. Even though the lights were burning, the surroundings of the posthouse were still cold.

This place was supposed to be the lord’s residence of Rolling Stone Town.

However, when Rheagar’s father was building this place, he had only started half of it. Later on, for some unknown reason, the project was abandoned.

After Rheagar inherited it, he started all over again and built a liege’s manor without much airs.

This place was treated as a posthouse that was only used a few times a year.

Matthew also knew.

The second half of the posthouse, which was the northern part, was actually a construction site filled with stones and wood.

It was only half a block away from the bustling agricultural products street.

When everyone was buying vegetables in the morning.

Standing at the construction site, he could still hear the shouts of the vegetable vendors on the street.

Fortunately, the ball was held at night.

There was also a huge stone wall in the north of the construction site, which could more or less block the view.

Otherwise, this posthouse would probably look shabby in the eyes of the visitors.

“How can Peggy even find gossip in such a place?”

In the midst of his thoughts.

Matthew came to the second hall where the ball was held. It was very close to the courtyard where the people of Deep Blue Harbor stayed, and it was also a building near the south.

He went to the corner and placed Eli on the ground.

“Do you remember our promise?” The little black cat said decisively,

“Yes! I’ll stay a cat.” Matthew reminded him,

“What else?” The little black cat replied impatiently,

“Bold and attempt?”

Matthew’s face darkened.

“It’s about self and dignity!”

“Right, right! Can I go now, Matthew?”

Eli was as excited as a wild dog that was about to escape its reins.

Matthew waved his hand weakly.

The little black cat jumped agilely and slipped into the dance venue from the beam.

A moment later.

Matthew also adjusted his clothes.

He smiled and walked towards the wooden door that was filled with light.

He greeted the members of the garrison at the door.

Matthew’s eyes quickly adapted to the light in the hall.

He looked around and found that this place was indeed more suitable for a ball. The first hall was too big, and the empty dance floor made it difficult to create the appropriate atmosphere.

Not only was this hall much narrower, but there were also rows of rooms on both sides of the corridor. Other than the area in the middle that could be used as a dance floor, the rest of the hall was filled with stone sculptures, cabinets, and other things that could block one’s view.

Rheagar still put in some effort. The sofa, bar counter, snack cabinet, and everything else that should have been added were basically there.

At this moment, there were quite a few people in the hall. At first, everyone was a little reserved, but everyone was familiar with Rolling Stone Town. A few people who were good at adjusting the atmosphere warmed up the place, and the other guests also took the opportunity to relax.

The two bards were playing the harp not far from the dance floor.

The beautiful music led people to dance happily.

Matthew saw that some brave men and women had already started dancing on the dance floor.

Their dance steps might not be particularly standard, and their movements could hardly be called elegant, but their passion and emotion were the perfect interpretation of their dance.

Matthew walked along the edge of the dance floor.

A few young men and women were talking in a corner.

A boy with many freckles was provoked by a friend’s dirty joke next to him. He was so angry that his face turned red. The others burst into laughter.

A little black cat ran agilely over the wall, jumped into the garden behind it, and soon disappeared.

When he passed by a shelf with purgatory-style armour, Matthew saw Mrs Liz, one of the five members of the committee, and another middle-aged woman introducing girls to Blake.

The bearded man looked very uneasy. He kept his head down.

When Ms. Liz or the girl opposite him asked him a question, he looked up and replied.The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the (ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt

Matthew was amazed.

“Every young man who is being urged to get married will subconsciously feel that Blake is very pitiful when they see this scene, but I don’t sympathize with him at all. I’m even annoyed by his stubborn look..”