I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 102. Selling Fish

The process of imprinting the Water Sword on the Sea Shells went quite smoothly and was completed in just a short while.

After engraving the Water Sword magic and taking away the original core and replacing it with a new one, they ran away immediately.

They ran really fast and went straight into the small holes below, as if they were afraid that someone would snatch their food from them.

During this period, there was a scene of you pushing me and I blocking you.

"..."

Kloya was stunned for a second, then he came to his senses and realized what was going on - the small hole was an area where magic power gathered, and they were going to occupy the territory!
Areas like this where elemental magic converges will increase the quality of the pearls they produce.

In the past, the only sea clam occupied the best spot. With Kloya's support, they didn't dare to do anything.

But now they can also produce this kind of pearls, so of course whoever gets it first will get it.

Why do all the good things belong to you?
“So this is about giving children a head start?”

He couldn't help laughing, so he stood up and left.

Grab it, roll it.

He wanted to see who could produce the best quality pearls in the end.

……

Left the seabed.

Because he was planning to make a different magical weapon, he went to the grass at the bottom of the lake.

There are holy white iron and fireflies over there.

There was still a lot of holy white iron left. The baron had kept all three thousand kilograms of holy white iron because he was worried that he would waste materials due to unsuccessful production.

Generally speaking, to make a magic tool, you need to prepare three or more materials. After all, no one can guarantee that the magic tool will be successful in one go.

But who knew that Croa would be so exaggerated, and all of them were produced successfully without any loss.

Therefore, the remaining amount of holy white iron is still very considerable.

Of course, this was also earned by Croa with his own ability, so why not use it?

He planned to use holy white iron as an auxiliary material, and then mix it with praying fireflies to create a "flying sword".

Because of the previous experience in making the Qi Guang Wings, it can be said that it is quite easy to make the flying sword this time.

Because he only needs to make a hilt and mix it in with the praying fireflies, he will be successful.

About ten minutes later, he held up a silver-white hilt that looked quite delicate, with feather-patterned magic patterns.

"It's successful. It's quite simple." He said with a little pride, admiring his masterpiece.

The sea pattern pearls were inlaid in the sword guard.

As Kloya used magic to communicate, a blue sword body quickly formed, just like the lightsaber in some science fiction movies.

Since the hilt is made of holy white iron, it has a slight heaviness compared to the previous light feel. Not only does it not affect the hand, but it makes it more comfortable to hold.

He tried swinging it a few times, then suddenly let go and threw it.

"go with!"

The sword did not fall down. The firefly living in the hilt drove the sword up and quickly returned to Cloya's hand.

Although they don't have much intelligence and can't be like the flying swords in the immortal novels that can take people's heads from thousands of miles away, they can fly and return to their owners.

This alone is absolutely enough.

Only then did Croix nod contentedly, and returned to the castle with the Water Sword, which had been restored to its original hilt and looked like a work of art.

He called Rob directly.

Last time, because of the Thorns of Justice incident, Robert had made a great contribution, so Kloya decided to give the ownership of the sword to him.

See what Rob chooses.

Soon Rob came over. He looked at Cloya sitting in the sun and bowed respectfully, "Sir."

"Yes." Kroya nodded and handed him the Water Sword directly: "This is my reward for you. Which knight do you think should I give it to?"

The butler took the silver-white hilt in confusion.

After observing it for a while, he asked curiously, "Is this the magic weapon you made, sir?"

"Yes, you can try to inject your fighting spirit into the pearl above."

Upon hearing this, Robert immediately tried it.

As the fighting spirit was injected, a piece of blue sword blade immediately grew out, but there was not the slightest magical aura emanating from it. It just existed.

"This..." He was stunned.

Although as a former viscount, Robert had seen some magical weapons made by wizards, but he had never seen such a magical weapon.

Generally speaking, magic weapons are divided into two types: the first type is made of magic metals and enchanted, and the second type is simply enchanted ordinary weapons.

He had never heard of any more advanced weapons like this one that were made entirely of magic power.

The butler tried to swing the sword. Of course, he also knew martial arts, and it was a martial art passed down from his family. He swung the sword with wide and wide movements.

At the moment the long sword was swung, the sword body passed through the air silently, without any sound at all, which was completely different from an ordinary long sword.

Sometimes the sound of wind produced by swinging weapons may arouse people's vigilance, and some masters can even sense the changes in magic power and the sound of wind.

Although this is of little help on the frontal battlefield, what if you are playing assassination and equipping the assassin with such a weapon?

Moreover, he actually discovered that as more fighting spirit was injected, the blade of the sword would become shorter, and finally it would be only the length of a palm, like a dagger!
It can even be used as a meteor hammer, it can fly out and fly back again!

After discovering these characteristics, the first thing Robert thought of was not to give them to knights, but to train death warriors for Croix.

This is what every big shot must have, loyal subordinates who are willing to give everything.

He did not hesitate and asked directly: "Sir, have you ever considered training your men?"

"We don't know much about the outside world right now. I suggest you train some men to go out and collect information."

Hearing this, Croix blinked.

He smiled and said, "So what do you recommend I do, Rob?"

This was a sincere question. Although he had experiences in his previous life and had been exposed to the era of information explosion, the situation was different now.

Robert was once a viscount and aristocrat, so he must have his own complete set of experience and methods in training assassins.

Croa is not someone who is arrogant and incapable of listening to other people's advice. He has ready-made experience, so why not use it?
At most, it's just a slight improvement.

And he suddenly thought of something he had heard about in the Mage Association, which was a method commonly used by the nobles of the destroyed Kingdom of Sethen. He was curious whether Robert would mention this method.

"I suggest you find orphans and train them. There are wandering orphans and beggars everywhere. They are the best candidates for gathering intelligence."

"it is good."

I originally thought it was some special method, but I didn't expect it to be this kind. But it doesn't matter, it's simple but useful.

He nodded and continued: "Then leave it to you, Rob..."

Before he finished speaking, Rob shook his head very seriously: "You need to do this personally, sir. Only in this way will they be loyal to you."

"I know you are a wizard and have magical means to control people's hearts, but I still hope you can consider my suggestion."

"You are the lord of the Reef Island and a powerful wizard.

All you need to do is show them some kindness and mercy, and you will be the brightest light in their lives.

You will be their most devout believer and most loyal master. With just one order from you, they will be willing to dedicate their lives to you!"

The butler said this, knelt down, and handed the exquisite sword handle to Cloya: "This is the treasure you gave them!"

"You."

Everyone likes to hear nice words, and when the nice words are true, they like to hear them even more.

The corner of Kloya's mouth rose, and he reached out to pick up the hilt of the sword: "I was going to give you this treasure, but you don't want it. So tell me, what do you want?"

Merits should be rewarded and crimes should be punished.

He always keeps this principle in mind. His subordinates are all following you to make a living. Honor, wealth and status are what they pursue.

In this process, feelings and some ties may arise due to personal charm, making the relationship closer and eventually undergoing a qualitative change.

Before that, it was a mutually beneficial relationship.

As for showing off his domineering aura and having everyone bow down to him... he believed that he did not have that ability yet.

Rob hesitated for a moment, "I would like to ask you to help my son take another magic bath to increase his strength."

"Okay, I promise you."

Croa agreed without thinking. With his current strength as a third-level wizard, he could indeed give the knight a deeper magical bath.

It will be more reassuring to use it after your strength is improved.

“Thank you for your kindness and generosity!”

"Go ahead, keep an eye on this matter, and if you find something suitable, send it over and I'll make the arrangements."

Robert bowed again and then tactfully withdrew.

Only Croix was left in the garden, looking at the hilt of the sword in his hand. "To help those in need, to save those suffering... I wonder how much suffering was deliberately arranged?"

According to some rumors that the original body had heard in the Mage Association, many nobles would secretly create disasters, causing families to be broken up and people to die, and then come as saviors to show so-called "mercy."

Because they understand where suffering comes from and how it can make orphans lose all hope, so with a little trickery they can make those orphans who have lost everything serve them wholeheartedly.

"Luckily, Rob didn't suggest this. Although I don't think I'm a saint, I wouldn't resort to such means."

He thought about it and put the hilt of the sword aside.

If you really want to use this thing to represent honor, you should at least make a set.

From low to high, every time you accomplish something, you should get a little reward, and use this positive feedback and sense of honor to stimulate progress.

He thought about it, then lay back and took a rest.

This matter hasn't even started yet, so let's wait until there's some progress before putting some thought into it.

……

In the next two days, he first found time to help Joshua be promoted to the second-level knight.

Joshua was naturally grateful and became even more loyal to him.

Then, good news came from the sea dolphins - after several days of hunting, the sea dolphins had caught most of the magic fish nearby.

The remaining small fish were taken to the air coral base for breeding.

This is truly a massive catch.

When Cloea arrived at the bottom of the sea and saw it, he fell silent on the spot.

Those schools of fish were driven together by the sea dolphins and ducks, and were barely suppressed with the help of the mermaid's song.

There are densely packed schools of fish, their scales flashing different lights, big fish and small fish...all of them are level one and two, but no level three.

He silently looked away and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.

Thank you, I have trypophobia.

I used to think I didn’t have trypophobia because there weren’t enough of them, but now there are more of them…

"Calm down, calm down, these are all magic crystals..."

After he prepared himself mentally and comforted the exhausted dolphins and ducks, he stared at the school of fish with shining eyes and began to sort them out.

Originally, I just wanted to have a rough idea of ​​the number. Counting fish is equivalent to counting money. Who doesn’t like it?

At the beginning, he still had the patience to sort them out one by one using the Mage's Hand, but in the end he became dizzy and simply threw them away.

"Let's leave this matter to the Shengquan Chamber of Commerce."

Croa muttered, and decisively took out the Holy Spring Crystal Card. After summoning the Holy Spring at the bottom of the sea, he threw the fish in one after another.

The holy spring spout was like a bottomless abyss. Even the biggest fish would be sucked in if they got near the spout.

After he threw all the fish in, he told the people to keep the cuttlefish and sell all the other fish.

The holy spring spout paused for less than 0.1 seconds before giving the answer:
"You sold 310 first-level golden scale fish, 100 second-level dragon tail fish, and 230 first-level magic light leaf fish..."

Just like reading a menu, the intellectual female voice took a full minute to clearly explain the quantity and grades of fish on sale.

Then, she gave a price: "Based on the fish you sold, the total price is 11,350 first-level magic crystals. Do you want to trade?"

As if she was afraid that Cloya would be unwilling to trade, she also said: “This is your first large transaction of more than 10,000 magic crystals, and we will give you a small gift.

And after you sell, you will be promoted to the second-level member.

We will also have small gifts at that time.

Are you sure about the transaction?"

(End of this chapter)