Chapter 807 - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 807: Song of the Silver Dragon and News Advisor “Whether it’s the Dragon of the Dead, Ariana, or the Void Ruler, they will all be nailed…” Hearing this. Isabelle raised her hand in satisfaction and interrupted him, “Alright, that’s enough for the main part.” Lorraine wiped his sweat and smiled awkwardly. Isabelle turned her head to look at him and suddenly asked, “Are you a descendant of Ranqi?” Lorraine hesitated. “Probably.” “Probably?” Isabelle repeated in a doubtful tone. Lorraine hurriedly explained, ” My mother and father were married through political marriage. They were both quite open-minded when they were young, so it’s hard to say what happened. ” But when I was an adult, my mother swore to me that if I wasn’t a descendant of the Vernon family or the Fendi family, then there was at least a two-fifth chance that I would be a descendant of the Ranqi family.” Isabelle snorted. “2/5? “How did she get so accurate?” Lorraine looked embarrassed. ” It’s said that there were five people at the scene, and my nominal father was one of them.” Isabelle said, “So among the remaining four people, one of them is also from the Ranqi family.” Lorraine nodded. “Yes, the other one is my nominal grandfather.” Isabelle blinked, her expression unchanged. “You don’t seem to care about this.” Lorraine chuckled. ” I’m still alive, healthy, eloquent, and I’ve slept with many women in my life. I’m happy, so why should I care?” Isabelle’s face showed a hint of approval. In the next second. A white light shot out from her fingertip. It went straight into Loraine’s forehead. “Keep this bit of divinity well. ” I’ll tell the Silver Council to revoke your arrest warrant. “From now on, you will be the chief consultant of the news department.” Lorraine was ecstatic. Then, he asked curiously, ” I’ve never heard of a news department in the Alliance?” Isabelle’s reflection quickly disappeared from the surface of the river. Her voice echoed in their ears for a long time. “From today onwards, there will be.” After a long time. Loraine suddenly relaxed. He threw the little black cat on the shore and panted heavily. The little black cat walked over. “I think I just witnessed a corrupt transaction?” Lorraine panted and said, “Don’t be silly. “This is a realistic reward.” The little black cat said hesitantly, ” Who is that woman? She looks so scary! “But she’s so beautiful!” Lorraine warned him in a rare serious tone, “You can fall in love with anyone but that woman just now. “If you dare to have such thoughts, I’ll directly castrate you!” He said. Instead, it stimulated the little black cat’s rebellious psychology. “Boss Loraine, if you don’t tell me who she is, I’ll ask Matthew!” Lorraine laughed coldly. “Go ahead! “If Matthew finds out, he’ll only be more ruthless!” The little black cat was slightly stunned. He asked tentatively, “Could she be Matthew’s mother?” However, Lorraine was too lazy to pay attention to him. He suddenly took out a drawing board and concentrated on drawing. In an instant, a vivid sketch quickly took shape. The woman in the painting. It was Isabelle, who had just left, staring at the moat. After finishing the last stroke. Lorraine took a deep breath. In the next second. He took out an ancient seal and imprinted his name deeply on it. In an instant. Golden light shone brightly on the painting. When all the golden light disappeared. The little black cat noticed that the surface of the painting had become extremely blurry. Lorraine rolled up the scroll and stuffed it into the little black cat’s mouth. “Go find Matthew and give him this painting. Tell him to take good care of it.” The little black cat was puzzled. “Aren’t you going?” Lorraine sat on a rock by the river, his right hand supporting his forehead. He quickly spread out a piece of paper and said with an abnormal headache, “Stop fooling around. I still have to think of how to cover up tonight’s news. ” The Dragon of the Dead, Ariana, and the Ruler of the Void. They’re really f * cking unrelated! “How should I write it…Sigh, annoying!”