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

Chapter 109 109. The Flying Baron
Being a test subject was already a part of Mil's daily life, and he had no reason to refuse Cloya's request.

After being in the circus for so long, he had long learned to read people's expressions, otherwise he would not have lived that long.

He immediately said very straightforwardly: "As long as I don't die, you can experiment however you want, sir!"

Croix nodded in satisfaction.

"Then you guys go stay in another room first, I'll have someone bring you hot water and food.

Have a good rest, I will call you later."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Mil saluted cheerfully and left with the Phantom Cloud Snake.

The remaining Kloya first put the cage into the shell, then tidied the room and told King Mu Yao Qu Teng to call the baron over.

He decided to deal with the Baron matter first, as research on Mir might take a lot of time.

Not long after giving instructions to King Mu Yao Qu Teng, Baron Kemoye walked in.

"It's been a while since I last saw you. You're still as strong as ever."

The baron spoke first, and after praising, he couldn't wait to ask: "Master Croa, have you succeeded in making it?"

"Yeah." Croix nodded.

He removed the white cloth covering the table, and a pair of wings and a clay scroll immediately appeared underneath.

“The production is complete.”

"Now all that's left is for you to use your own power to activate them, and then it will be completely successful."

"Ah!" The baron came over, sighed with satisfaction, and stroked the wings and clay tablets with his hands: "I have only seen these treasures in the family's oil paintings. Thank you so much for allowing them to appear again."

Since he specifically requested these things at the time, he must have read and understood them carefully. He may not be able to do them, but he will definitely use them.

The baron cut his finger with the dagger he carried with him without hesitation, and blood immediately dripped onto the wings.

At the same time, he chanted: "The Light-Praying Spirit from the Light, make a contract with me..."

"...Uh." Croa frowned.

There's something wrong with the wording of this contract.

As he spoke, the fire of prayer light flowing in the wings suddenly gathered towards the wound on his fingertips, and the wings themselves melted in the flames.

The golden and white liquid all flowed directly into his wound.

The Baron's body trembled.

Apparently, the feeling of these metals and flames rushing into his body was not very pleasant. His veins bulged and sweat dripped down his face.

“……”You really use this method.

Croa watched from the side, his eyes somewhat solemn.

There are actually two different ways to use the Prayer Light Wings. The first is to install them directly on the back and stimulate the Prayer Light Fire through your own strength.

This method can be removed at any time.

It is simply used as a magical tool.

The second option is what the Baron is experiencing now - letting the liquid holy white iron and the fire of prayer light pass through his blood vessels and finally gather on his back.

The wings of Qi Guang will form patterns on his back and will open directly when needed.

Doing so would be like growing wings yourself, which would be a huge improvement in control ability.

But right.

Even if this stuff is considered a brand new sacred metal, it must be very painful for it to flow through the blood vessels and be burned by the fire of prayer.

Just thinking about it made Kloya feel pain.

I didn't expect to use this method.

'What a ruthless man, but doesn't he have a method to cultivate Holy Light Fighting Qi? "

Croix stared at the Baron and suddenly felt a stream of hot air rising from the latter's body. Then, a bulge suddenly appeared on his back.

With a "swish" sound, the clothes were torn.

Iron wings with silver-white color and burning golden flames appeared on his back and spread out directly. There were flames and blood residues between the feathers, which were still dripping slowly.

When unfolded, it is about three meters long and takes up most of the room.

Every feather was trembling, as if announcing its arrival.

It really looks like an angel descending to earth and spreading his wings. The wings are made of iron, adding a touch of neat beauty.

“Oh~” Cloya couldn’t help clapping his hands when he saw this scene: “Mr. Baron, you are really cruel to yourself.

Awesome, let me help you."

As he spoke, he grasped a piece of water essence placed in the magic crystal in his hand, and a deep blue magic pattern appeared at the base of his thumb.

Water droplets spurted out from inside like a curtain of rain, slowly falling on the Baron's back. The flesh on his bloody back showed obvious signs of healing between the dripping water.

This is the water recovery technique in the water magic.

Baron Kemoye felt the tearing pain in his back eased a lot under the water drops, and he gasped and thanked: "Thank you, Master Croa."

"You're welcome." Kloya smiled and said, "I'm impressed by your will, but may I ask... you should have bright fighting spirit in your body, right?"

When asking this question, Croix's eyes were fixed on the Baron's back, where the wings grew out.

There were not only water drops from the water restoration technique flowing, but also an extremely tiny sacred halo circulating.

Although it is weak, its quality is really good. Even without the help of water recovery technique, it should be able to help the Baron recover quickly.

Yes, my ancestors were pioneer knights of the Church, how could there be no cultivation methods left behind? You have to know that the battles those pioneer knights faced were much more complicated than they are now. It is said that there were still traces of orcs in the North at that time.

Not only do they have to face the harsh natural environment, but they also need to deal with harassment from monsters, demonic plants and orcs.

If his fighting ability wasn't strong, he would have been dead without a single bone left.

“Hu…” The baron took a few deep breaths, tried to control his wings, and replied: “That’s right, my ancestor did have bright fighting spirit at that time, and also left behind fighting spirit seeds.

But I have never practiced, so it only has the ability to protect me."

"I see." Kloya nodded and stretched out her hand to open the door with magic power: "You should also want to try the feeling of flying in the sky, right?"

"Please, I also want to see what the magic weapon I made is like."

"Of course." The baron took reluctant steps, but with anticipation on his face, and walked outside the Lotus Hotel.

He leaned forward and looked up at the vast night sky, adjusting and flapping his wings, golden flames burning within his silver-white feathers.

It gradually rises into the air during the flapping process.

The pace is slow and steady.

As it flew up, flames and blood fell.

It successfully hovered in the air and then flew away into the distance, from being unfamiliar to being proficient, and with the last flap of its wings it could fly more than ten meters away.

"Well, it's flying pretty fast." Croix was looking at the Baron from below, actually thinking about what magic to use if facing such a flying target.

After thinking about it, he realized that this flying speed was very slow for Croa. If he wanted to, he could use simple spells such as fireballs and ice cones to block his way.

Although being in the air is an advantage, and the wings of prayer can also mobilize the fire of prayer. It is not an easy task to perfectly control the wings of prayer and the fire of prayer inside.

At least there is no threat to Croa.

But I have to say it's really beautiful.

"Should we also arrange one for our subordinates, using the Water Sword as a weapon and the Prayer Light Wings for flying and defense..."

"Let's make a suit."

Croa clapped his hands together, then waited patiently for the Baron to land, while admiring the clear starry sky by the sea.

As expected, I didn’t find any familiar constellations in it. These stars were shining in the sky, but they were full of strangeness and deep mystery.

After looking for a while, he shook his head and looked away.

……

ten minutes later.

The Baron, who had already received the Prayer Light Wings on his back, followed Cloya back into the house. Although he was still twitching in pain from time to time, his expression was quite excited.

The desire to fly is something that everyone is born with.

The feeling of flying with the help of wings like this is really indescribable. If he didn't feel that his physical strength had reached its limit, he would probably continue.

"Master Croa, this feels so good!"

He couldn't help but share his joy: "This magic weapon you made seems to be better than what my ancestors recorded.

I actually flew for so long on my first flight.”

"That's great." Croa smiled, "Come on, finish this scroll and then go take a rest."

"Okay." The baron nodded, walked to the front of the clay tablet, and cut his finger again.

Drops of blood fell onto the center of the clay tablet, where there was no pattern.

After flashing a faint light, the clay tablet automatically flew up, shrank, and stuck directly to the back of his hand.

It turned into a small pattern and gradually disappeared.

At this point, the three magic weapons he ordered from Croya were completed.

Baron Kemoye thanked Cloya again and turned to leave, staggering a little.

It was obvious that he had lost too much blood and had consumed a lot of physical energy.

I guess I need to rest for a while before I can fully recover and then control the wings of prayer light.

Having completed one task, Cloya felt in a good mood and said to Mu Yao Qu Teng Wang: "Give him a bottle of magic potion after he wakes up."

"Good host."

The new Morning Coconut potion is very effective for this situation. When he really can't do without the potion and convenience provided by Cloya, it's time to close the net.

……

After completely resolving the matter, Kloya brought Mil and Phantom Cloud Snake, who had simply washed their bodies and changed into clean clothes, into the laboratory.

When it comes to the control and exploration of magic power, the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree is definitely the best.

And it has a bit of spirituality and is easy to control.

"Stand in front of it."

Pointing to the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree, Croa instructed.

Mir stood obediently in front of the recorder tree, and then he felt the sound of music, and at the same time something drilled into his wound.

As the thing went deeper, Cloya, who had been paying attention to the spirit of the Swan and Recorder Tree of Orpheus, became more and more serious.

"How...how is it possible?"

In the end, he even rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

(End of this chapter)