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

Chapter 150. Angel Answers Questions, Golden Notes (150K)

"You look very excited. Thanks for the irises, by the way."

Chloë shook the ring on her finger, her tone as if she was chatting with an old friend.

"This is a gift to you, may you be free."

The angel seemed to smile, and continued, "The wood used to make the ark was 100,000-year-old gopher wood."

"If you can cultivate it, I can use its power to successfully open the Ark Garden."

"As you can see, my strength is already very weak. I need the power of Gopherwood to help me recover."

"My friend, I am willing to give you the magic plant in the Ark Garden as a reward."

Wow, this is a really big pie.

Let's not talk about the other magic plants in the Ark Garden, just the two that appeared now. One can dispel the dark clouds, and the other can conceal the breath. Both of them are very exaggerated.

It is hard to imagine what kind of magical plants there are in that garden. Even a legendary wizard would have to rack his brains for these things.

Of course, Croix was tempted, but he still asked first:
"So how can I cultivate the gopher wood once it arrives?"

Of course, Croa had to take this opportunity to ask him some questions. This guy must know much more than he did.

"..."

The angel was silent for a moment.

After a moment, His eyes turned into two mushroom-shaped halos, with a lively look.

Croa knew that He must have been possessed by the mushrooms again.

"My friend," He said, "the Ark can carry all living beings, including their magic and magic.

At that time, the Ark not only carried humans, magical beasts, magical plants... but even Titans, elves, dragons and gods lived and worked on the Ark.

All of this can be branded on gopher wood.

I will create a kind of magic for you. The magical plants and beasts that you transform and evolve will leave a mark on the gopher wood, and they will grow together with your music.

And the gopher wood itself will become your harp, your most powerful artifact.

Its music can communicate with nature, trigger the magic of the world, and make your symphony more magnificent, all the way to the end of the starry sky. "

It was a bit confusing, but Kloya knew what He meant. It was probably an advanced version of the Void Moon Leaf-shaped magic device that could accommodate his music.

but……

Kloya narrowed his eyes, looking very strange:
"You knew I wanted to make a harp out of gopher wood? And... from what you said, you seemed to know what my symphony is?"

He had long been curious about what this "Poem of the Rainbow" meditation method was.

"This is your thirst and desire." The angel explained: "I am the core of the Sky Ark. No matter what kind of life it was, it has prayed to me for a miracle."

"I can sense their wishes and desires. This is my ability, and only in this way can I perform miracles."

"I satisfied their endless desires - with the help of the power of the ring, all the material and magical power on the Ark is almost endless."

“But it was only once.”

His voice was filled with indescribable loneliness, and he deliberately skipped the question about the Rainbow Poetry.

Kloya knew that “He” didn’t want to answer, so he didn’t press the issue. Instead, he keenly noticed a word:

"What is a ring?" he inquired.

"That is the treasure that represents the power of the void."

The angel just replied with this, and then warned seriously: “My friend, even if you are so lucky, you can’t get involved in these areas early.

Don’t desire it.”

"Yeah." Kloya nodded: "I'm just curious, do the other types have corresponding treasures? Then do you know what the wise man and the movement are?"

The two types being asked about now are: one is the suffix for water magic, and the other is the suffix for power bestowed by the Earth Mother Goddess Hou Tu Shu.

These two things had puzzled him for a long time, and he finally had the chance to figure them out.

"That is the core circuit of the Water and Earth. It is also a powerful magical device, just like the one in your hand."

The angel explained, pointing to the bracelet on Kloya's wrist: "This is... a fragment of the ancient times."

Hearing this, Kloya stroked the Void Moon Leaf-shaped Magic Device on his wrist and muttered to himself, "Ancient?"

"Is it also of the water element?"

"No, its end point is Huanyao."

When mentioning Huan Yao, there was a fleeting fluctuation in the angel's eyes, like helplessness or remembrance.

But Cloya kept his head down, so he couldn't see the changes in his eyes.

"I'm leaving." The light in the angel's eyes gradually faded. "Please come to the bottom of the lake to find me after you get the gopher wood."

"Please remember... thorns are suffering, but they are also the ladder to advancement of strength."

After he finished speaking, a door appeared behind his body. He walked backwards into it and disappeared.

The light disappeared, and all that was left was endless wind and snow.

Cloya glanced at the direction where He disappeared. This time he really knew a lot of secrets. It was rare that this angel was not pretending to be dead and was willing to say so much.

"Thorns... Has Baron Kemoye been harmed by thorns again?"

He couldn't help but sigh, stood up, and went into the castle to prepare.

……

About five minutes later, Robert came in a hurry to report: "My lord, Baron Kermoyer is here... but he was stabbed by the thorns again."

"I know."

The angel had reminded him before, so Kloya was not too surprised. He just stood up slowly and said, "Take me to see it."

Robert immediately led the way and soon arrived at the guesthouse.

Baron Kemoyer's loyal men were guarding outside the room. Each of them was wearing armor and carrying a sword, with bloodshot and fatigue in their eyes.

It's obviously been going on for a long time.

To them, the Baron was not only their master, but also their comrade-in-arms and a channel for them to complete their class transition. If they were told how many people they had to kill to restore the Baron, they would do it without blinking an eye.

When they saw Cloya coming, they immediately bowed respectfully.

Not only did the Baron instruct us, but we also need to respect the strong.

"Master Mage!"

"Sir, please save the Baron!"

Croa nodded casually: "Don't worry."

After making this assurance, he told Robert to bring some food and potions to these people, and then entered the room.

At first glance, I saw the armored man on the bed and... a sapling with its roots wrapped in cloth placed next to it.

Its leaves are needle-shaped and look like the seedlings of a pine or cypress tree. The color is extremely emerald green, as dazzling as jade.

It stays there quietly, but it attracts the surrounding magic power all the time, like a natural magic gathering circle, while emitting a faint fragrance.

"Gopherwood."

There was no doubt that this was the gopher wood he had been longing for.

The seventh-level magic plant, the most special spiritual tree in nature, is a powerful thing that can drive all magicians crazy.

“Did it just appear like that?”

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this time things were unusually smooth. Such a little knight could actually get the gopher wood.

He originally thought that it would take a long time and effort to get it.

"It's so beautiful."

He took a deep look at the sapling, without lingering on it for too long, and came to the baron's bed.

It is better to heal the Baron first. After he recovers, it will be time to collect the due reward. Anyway, we are already on Hanjiao Island, how can we escape?

"Well."

After observing the baron's condition for a moment, he frowned.

The body beneath the silver-white armor was riddled with holes from thorns, and the thorns this time didn't look right.

The color of their surface is red, a very strange red like blood.

However, it does not make people feel evil. Instead, there is an indescribable holy light. They are rooted in the Baron's body and seem to be constantly absorbing the Baron's strength.

Carefully observing their astral bodies, Kloya discovered that although these thorns were absorbing the Baron's power, they still returned the power after filtering.

And it seemed to have some resonance with the baron's bloodline power. Inside the armor... there seemed to be a deeply hidden consciousness.

Kloya could barely feel it, but he was completely unable to communicate with it, not even his spiritual consciousness.

"Is it a ghost?" Kloya thought for a moment and ordered King Mu Yao Qu Teng to bring the Star Crystal Turtle over.

Anyway, the ore on its side is basically finished, so it’s okay to leave now. It’s time for me to give it what I promised. “Yes.”

King Mu Yao Qu Teng quickly brought the crystal turtle over.

After seeing Kloya, the latter immediately came over and hugged Kloya's thighs eagerly: "Master, I thought you forgot about me!"

"How could I forget you?" Croa comforted it and pointed at the Baron: "You have the ability to communicate with all things. Can you communicate with the consciousness in his armor?"

The crystal turtle looked at the armor strangely, then went straight over, climbed onto the bed with difficulty, patted the armor with its claws, and said casually:
"Brother, want to talk?"

Croa: “…”

This is really strange. How can a turtle like you look so much like a gangster boss?

What's even more strange is that after it patted its armor like this, a consciousness actually came out from it.

"Hmm? Ah? I know."

The Crystal Turtle immediately started chatting with the other party and they were having a pretty good time.

"You said this is your offspring?"

"Uh...are you disappointed that his power isn't pure enough?"

"What? We're going to let him guard Gopherwood all the time?"

Because Kloya was nearby, the Crystal Turtle specifically passed on all this information so that Kloya could hear it.

After this conversation, Kloya roughly understood what was inside - a ghost from the past, who couldn't stand the fact that his offspring was too weak, so he used thorns to help him strengthen his strength.

And its duty seems to be to protect the Gopher wood, and it also requires Baron Kemoye to always protect the Gopher wood.

That's probably what it looks like.

After listening for a while, Kloya said to the Crystal Turtle: "Can you let it out?"

"Let me ask..." The Star Crystal Turtle patted his armor again: "Brother, can you come out for a moment? My master wants to see you."

After a moment, the Crystal Turtle shook its head: "No, it said there is no carrier to attach to."

"Is this okay?" Cloya took out a juicy green olive leaf.

This is naturally the leaf of the evergreen olive tree.

After research, Croa discovered that this thing could accommodate almost all spiritual beings, including ghosts.

However, he would not say it explicitly because he knew that he would definitely be controlled by the olive elf once he entered.

"I'll ask again."

This time, it took the Star Crystal Turtle about two minutes, and a grayish-white mist emerged from the armor.

After rising, it flew directly towards the olive leaf and entered into it.

Then, the olive leaves flickered, the leaves flew up, and the olive elf appeared, waving its little hands gently.

The gray-white mist formed a human silhouette next to it.

He was a young man wearing silver-white armor, with gray hair, and an extremely handsome appearance that even made Kloya dazed for a moment.

He was about 1.80 meters tall, but his proportions were perfect. Even though he was in ghost form, his face still had a smile as warm as the sun.

This kind of smile seems to be able to warm people's hearts. Just looking at it makes people feel comfortable. Coupled with that face without a single flaw...

It is simply the perfect template for knight novels.

"Magician?"

The knight looked at Cloya and said, "Are you a magician? Whose apprentice are you? Why do you have an evergreen olive tree... Is it Ilister?"

"Is she still in this world?"

He asked several questions in succession.

Unfortunately, Cloya shook his head and said, "I am the lord of the Mage Association. The Evergreen Olive Tree was given to me by Baron Kemoye. Lord Ilist has left this world."

"Left?" The knight's face looked like he was relieved, and then he sat down on the ground.

"Fortunately...she finally left."

Croa frowned: "You seem very happy?"

"Of course!" The knight laughed happily: "She captured me and used me as a decoration in the garden for thousands of years!!"

He waved his hands, excited:
"When I was crossing the River of Hades and about to enter the Kingdom of the God of Death, she saw me and said that I was very handsome and wanted to keep me!"

"She was a madwoman and she even had a fight with the messenger of death and the angel of death!"

You can tell he was really excited, and he pointed at his face and said, "Am I handsome? Why does she have to treat me like a decoration..."

At this point he suddenly covered his face and started crying again: "If it weren't for her, I would have left the world with my friends long ago!"

The crying was very sad.

"..."

So this is what Iriste is like.

Also, I wonder if this guy has some psychological problems because he has been holding it in for too long. Although he is really handsome, he is a little funny.

Kloya muttered inwardly, blinked his eyes, and summoned the modified magic crystal white mouse.

"Go ahead." He pointed at the knight.

The white mouse immediately understood, nodded its head, and emitted a golden light.

The undead were most easily dominated by emotions, but conversely, they were also easily affected by magic in this area, at least that was the case for now.

The knight soon stopped crying under the shining light of the white mouse's joy.

His expression went from sad to serious in an instant.

His tone also became serious, and in just a moment he changed from a funny look to a solemn and dignified one.

The aura on his body was also clearly revealed.

very powerful……

He was at least a legend during his lifetime.

"Thank you for your help, Master." He pointed at the Baron on the bed: "This child is my descendant. I want to help him. Please guide him in the future."

"I feel the light of the sun and the rainbow of luck on you. Please burn my soul into ashes so that I can be freed and enter the world of the dead."

Croa: “???”

Is this the ultimate face-changing king? How can his face change so quickly? It seems that the mind of the undead is indeed not normal.

He had to confirm: "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true." The knight took two steps towards Cloya: "I want to see the sun again and sleep forever under the rainbow music."

At this moment, he looked like a truly determined knight, and the look in his eyes was very firm, like a rock.

“…Why do you have to do this?”

Croa was silent for a long time, looked at his face, shook his head and said: "If it is your will."

Although this guy seemed to know a lot of things, Kloya was unwilling to force him. Such a pure soul was worth his attention.

As he spoke, Croix performed the magic of symphony.

The two-color light was floating, and the red and orange light turned into flames amid the music and fell on the knight.

The light from the sun has an extremely powerful inhibitory effect on all undead spirits, so the moment it fell on his body, his body began to burn.

Using the soul as fuel for the flame... the only outcome is that the soul will completely dissipate.

"Thank you, Master."

The knight's soul gradually disappeared, but the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

"I'll give you one last gift."

He stretched out his hand, and a golden halo appeared in his own light, which was a small dancing musical note.

Made of the fire of his soul, with a joyful tune.

"I have heard the music of the rainbow, and it is as steadfast as the sun, and it will continue to play forever no matter what.

There is no need to worry about anything, because the sun will shine on everything in the world at all times and in all places.

You need to be firm, because you are the center of all music, because you... must have your own music."

This was the last sound of the knight.

His soul completely disappeared in the flames, part of it turned into golden notes, and the other part fell on Baron Kmoye.

The Baron slowly opened his eyes.

I looked around with confusion, feeling that someone very important had left.

(End of this chapter)