Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

Early the next morning, Dio opened his eyes.

What caught his eye was a graceful beauty. She was the wife of the knight who died in the battle.

Last night, with the help of his wife, Dior got rid of his golden body.

That strange feeling opened the door to a new world for Dior.

Especially when two people can communicate with each other spiritually, the feeling of happiness is simply unimaginable.

"I'm sorry...ma'am...I..." Dio became a little panicked after being intoxicated for a while.

The lady still had her eyes closed, she just put her hands around Dio's neck.

"Thank you for your gentle companionship...Will you look down on me? Think I am an unclean person." The lady said in frustration.

"No, I won't." Dio showed his feelings to the other party.

The lady smiled slightly and opened her charming eyes.

Dior couldn't help but fall in love again...

These days, Dior indulges in happiness and cannot extricate himself.

It wasn't until his followers reminded him that his mission dawned on him.

"Sorry, madam, I need to go on a missionary mission." Dio stood up from the gentle land.

"This kind of preaching behavior of yours is very dangerous and you can be easily caught." The lady said.

"But, I have to do it." Dio pinched Madam's little face and said.

The lady held Dior's hand, her eyes full of reluctance. She didn't want to lose this perfect lover.

"Let me help you!" said the lady.

"How can I help?" Dio was curious.

"I have connections with many knight ladies... I can call them here..." The lady's eyes wandered a little.

Dio felt the entanglement and panic in his wife's heart.

"What's wrong?" Dio asked concerned.

"I'm sorry!" Madam threw herself into Dio's arms.

"I am an unclean person...the chaotic atmosphere among the nobles...may pollute your heart."

Dio could feel the fear in his wife's heart, which was the fear of blaming her.

Dio gently stroked Madame's hair. "It's okay...even I can indulge in lust. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

Feeling Dior's warm heart, Madam gradually relaxed.

The lady slowly stood up from Dio's arms, with a hint of determination in her eyes. "There are still many sisters who live in pain and regret all day long. They need your rescue."

"This..." Dio's face turned red.

"Although I don't want to share you with them, I know that a great person like you is destined not to be monopolized by me." Madam smiled softly.

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The lady acted quickly, and she immediately invited the nearby knight ladies in her own name.

The husbands of these knight ladies were killed in battle, and they now need comfort.

Looking at a room full of longing eyes, Dio's scalp felt numb.

However, for the smooth progress of his missionary work, Dio decided to devote himself to this great cause.

He makes all ladies feel the same...

"The essence of the golden tree is life... Its goal is to eliminate all death..."

Dior's delicate and warm heart makes every lady fall into intoxication.

"When the golden tree comes completely, there will be no death in this world. Everything will be immortal."

"That way we can be with you forever?" the ladies said happily.

"Yes! That will be a perfect world. I will be with you forever..." Dio said seriously.

After a night of preaching, the ladies left with satisfaction.

The name of Saint Dio began to spread among the entire circle of noble ladies.

Many ladies who had just lost their husbands contacted Dior, eager for his salvation.

Dior did not refuse anyone's request. He hoped that everyone could enjoy this beauty.

The women spent their own money to build a secret sanctuary for Dio.

Whenever night falls, ladies will gather here to enjoy Dior's blessings.

After another mission was completed, Dio heard the praise of the golden tree.

"You... are very strong! I will upgrade your blessing so that you can enjoy immortality."

Dio was a little confused. The high-intensity exercise these days had made him a little bit too much. He suspected that what he just heard was an auditory hallucination.

Buzz~ The blessing in Dio's body vibrated, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Dio felt that his vitality had been greatly strengthened. All the fatigue disappeared, and he felt that his whole body was in high spirits.

"Go! Spread my teachings!" After the golden tree finished speaking, there was no sound.

"Praise you! Golden Tree!" Dio's face showed joy.

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Unknowingly, Dior's name fell into the ears of the Viscountess.

After the Viscountess heard the news, her heart was ready to move.

However, because the Viscount ran faster during the war, he did not die.

This made the Viscountess a little distressed. Her sisters all boasted about Dior, and she also wanted to experience it.

Moreover, the Viscount seemed to have heard a lot of rumors. So I have been very strict with her lately.

"What is the origin of that man named Dio?" The Viscount's face was a little gloomy.

He had several secret lovers. But recently, those lovers have stopped paying attention to him. They are all obsessed with a common person, and that is Dior.

When the Viscountess heard this, a trace of panic flashed across her face. "I heard from my sisters that he was a great Night Monk."

"Night Monk?" The Viscount had a mocking expression on his face.

"Hmph! You are not allowed to go anywhere these days! Especially you are not allowed to contact that night monk! As nobles, we believe in the full moon!"

"Okay." The Viscountess looked disappointed.

After the viscount finished scolding his wife, he became more and more angry. Why does everyone like Dior?

So, he was going to ask his men to inquire about it.

But it's a pity that Dio's secret sanctuary. Only women can enter, men cannot enter either.

This made the viscount even more curious.

It is said to be a secret sanctuary, but many high-ranking people know its location.

So, at night. The Viscount led several of his men to forcefully break into the secret sanctuary.

He expected to see some filthy scenes in the sanctuary. But the strange thing is that the ladies are just sitting on their chairs, holding the classics of the night in their hands.

The only strange thing is that the ladies' faces are all red, as if they are enduring something.

The viscount's intrusion alarmed the ladies.

"You~ this is a gathering place for ladies, please get out!" a lady said tremblingly.

"Uh... I'm sorry, ladies. I'm leaving now." The Viscount left angrily.

"How is it possible? Is that Dio really a serious monk?" The Viscount was confused for a moment.