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

Chapter 160 160. The Really Greedy... "People"

Estner hurried to his mentor's mage tower - this is the tower where the Mage Association trains great mages above level six.

When he entered, the tower spirit gave a reminder:
"Apprentice Estner, Lady Celeste is waiting for you at the water elemental plane fragment on the top floor of the tower. Please step forward."

Estner, who was already familiar with his mentor's style, quickly followed his instructions and asked, "How does the mentor feel today?"

Tarling's voice was a very pure and clean boy's voice: "Lady Celeste is in a good mood today."

"Oh, that's good."

Along with the sound, a magic circle outlined by magic patterns immediately rose up under Estner's feet. This was a short-distance teleportation circle.

Generally speaking, wizard towers do not have obvious passages. The space on each floor is independent, and people can only enter and exit through the magic circle controlled by the tower spirit.

This will ensure the safety and secrecy of the Mage Tower to the greatest extent possible.

After the magic circle's light flickered, Estner came to a strange world filled with various water cubes floating in the air.

The sky and the earth here were all clear water, and in the water in front of him grew countless strange light blue daffodils.

The slender emerald leaves set off the light blue petals in layers, which in turn surround the pistil in the center that looks like a beauty.

It's like a peerless beauty wearing a beautiful but extremely heavy and complicated princess dress.

Almost the entire world is covered with such blue daffodils. They bloom freely and are particularly beautiful in this small world.

As the breeze blew gently, the flower stamens seemed to be really dancing.

And the place where Estner is standing now should be the only area in the entire fragment plane where one can stand.

He stood silently waiting.

After a while, a stream of water suddenly formed a human shape, which was a woman with an exceptionally tall figure.

The wizard's robe looked like a soft gauze woven from the lingering morning mist, which wrapped the woman's tall and fit figure just right, vaguely visible inside. There were also some starry magic patterns engraved on it, adding a touch of mystery to the temptation.

"My dear apprentice."

She reached out and stroked Estner's face, "Why are you coming to my Mage Tower instead of recuperating over there?
Are you planning to go out even though you are injured?"

Although her movements were intimate, even a little too intimate, her voice was like the permafrost in the polar regions, which could instantly make people feel as if their blood vessels were frozen.

Estner, who was already accustomed to the instructor's voice, could only let the other party pinch his face for a while, and then he saluted and said:

"tutor."

Then he shook the crystal bottle in his hand: "I have something I want you to take a look at for me."

"Hmm? This is the potion, right?"

Celeste patted Estner's face again.

"It's OK. Remember to wipe it with the elven Tianlan essential oil I gave you."

"..."

Even though he was used to his mentor's behavior, Estner still felt a little powerless. That Tianlan essential oil was specially used by the elf nobles to maintain their skin.

Although the effect is indeed good, it is used by female elves!

He was speechless, but had to nod.

"Yes."

After teaching her disciple a lesson, Celeste waved her hand and the bottle of potion immediately fell into her hand.

However, she did not open the potion directly, but stared at the colorful sun on it.

"It takes a very special method of controlling magic to use magic to form such an emblem... It seems that he is another good alchemist."

She praised it and opened the bottle.

After sniffing it gently, he frowned slightly: "The medicinal effect of sea ganoderma is very good, and it is well cultivated.

There is a very special kind of magic here, even I can feel my mental power being affected, my mind is very clear. "

"Yes, if I sell it, I should be offering a first-level magic crystal."

After a brief comment, she tilted her head back and drank the potion in one gulp without hesitation.

In fact, at her level, the so-called sea ganoderma potion cannot be said to be completely useless, it can only be said to be almost the same as water.

If it can still be effective at level six, even if it is just a tiny bit, the value of the sea ganoderma potion will more than double.

I drank this more just to experience how it felt.

After all, no matter how exquisite your perception is, it is not as accurate as tasting it yourself.

The tall female mage closed her eyes slightly, and after a moment she smacked her lips, "It works, but for me it only takes a second, which is pretty good."

Refreshing the mind and gathering mental strength is basically as easy as breathing for a mage of her level, but because of her proficiency, she is able to improve on this basis, which is very good.

"Which alchemist made this potion? He should have his own special method for growing sea ganoderma. We can look forward to it in the future."

Hearing this, Estner said respectfully, "Teacher, this was made by my friend named Kloya, who is now the lord of the Reef Island in the North."

“Oh?” Celeste was slightly stunned, then thought for a moment and said, “You are talking about Chloe. I once heard his grandfather chant poems. They were pretty good.”

Her tone was as normal as always, and since Estner had his head lowered, he did not see the complex emotions that flashed across his mentor's eyes.

Then, the wizard asked curiously, "When did he go out to be a lord? Did he have insufficient resources and go out to look for them?"

In fact, this sixth-level magician has lived here for more than a hundred years and has never known anything about the outside world, so he asked this question.

"Uh..." Estner hesitated for a moment and recounted what happened to Kloya from the time he made a bet to the time he left the Mage Association.

Even though it was just a rough statement, Celeste, who had been in the Mage Association for so long and had seen so many things, had no idea that this was intentional by someone who didn't like her.

Moreover, Estner took this opportunity to tell his mentor that Kloya had invited Stein and his mentor to fulfill the bet.

The reason is simple. If you want to make this happen, you need Celeste to say a few words. As a sixth-level wizard, just a few words from her can make this matter a done deal.

"Haha, that's it."

Celeste patted Estner's head gently and said, "You kid, you are still hiding something from me, right? Is Chloe's current strength enough to kill Cotton?"

She was not stupid. She could figure it out with just a little thought. If Croa did not have absolutely overwhelming strength, how could he so carelessly invite his enemy to his territory?
"Hehe." Estner just covered his head and smiled foolishly - he didn't want to break the agreement with Kloya, and he couldn't lie to his mentor, so he could only deal with it this way.

“If you don’t want to say it, I won’t force you…” Celeste was silent for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: “Nasissus, convey my meaning to the parliament. Since the bet has been made, there is no room for regret.

If Cotton dares to destroy the honor of a magician in public, I will have to send him to the lower realms and kill 10,000 demons to cleanse him of his sins."

The tower spirit immediately replied: "Your will is absolute."

"By the way, tell them one more thing... this kid, Chloe, got a magic device I made."

"Follow your orders."

Only then did the tower spirit completely fall silent.

"Teacher, you..." Estner was a little surprised.

He didn't expect Celeste to say such a thing. This was naked protection and favoritism. As a sixth-level magician, the magic weapon she made could certainly kill Cotton.

This can be considered as protecting Croa from his secret being exposed. Of course, there will be some negative effects. If Cotton knew, he would definitely go bankrupt and do his best.

It has the meaning of protection, but also increases the difficulty of the test.

"Let's see what this little guy can do. After all, I have had some interactions with his grandfather."

The wizard bent down, pulled out a daffodil seedling from the water, and handed it to Estner.

"Here, consider this as the money I paid for drinking a bottle of magic potion, and give it to that kid Chloe."

"..."

A third-level magic plant in exchange for a bottle of magic potion?
Estner really didn't know what to say for a moment, he could only nod helplessly.

"I'll give it to him."

"Come on, come on, little one."

Celeste waved her hand to signal him to leave quickly, and Estner tactfully said goodbye.

The mage was the only one left in the huge space.

She looked at the daffodils and murmured to herself, "Oh, that old man is quite handsome, but I wonder what Cloya looks like?"

In fact, the famous wizard Celeste is a well-known "face control" and is willing to accept Estner just because he is good-looking.

But she was simply appreciating the beauty, just like picking bright flowers in the garden, and would not do anything overly drastic.

……

Hanjiao Island.

Croa was staring at the picture sent back by the mushroom man, holding his chin and said, "It's almost over."

A very fierce battle is taking place in the picture - led by the priest, followed by the apprentices and assisted by the prisoners, the three of them are besieging Kit who is completely entangled by the flower vines.

The apprentices who had already mastered the thorn swordsmanship, under the leadership of Ryan who had swallowed the fire of prayer, cooperated perfectly, and the mage apprentices occasionally threw some weird burning pepper bombs at the edge. The spicy taste was unbearable even for the flower vines on Git's body, not to mention the violent fire attribute magic accumulated inside.

It was obviously only a matter of time before they defeated Kit and Hanafogai.

Speaking of Git, or rather the Mammon flowers that possessed Git also felt very painful - it originally felt that someone here was greedy, so it came here with a little devil.

As a result, not only was he unable to completely control Git, but he was also influenced by him and was almost becoming his summoned creature!

All this is due to the rules of the main plane and the spell that summons the devil. Although I don't know where Git got the ritual that can summon the devil, this ritual really has a strong restraining ability on the devil.

If the Flower of Mammon doesn't want to be driven back in disgrace by the laws of the main plane, it can only use some tricks secretly.

It turned out that this guy's will was exceptionally strong, and the influence was completely ineffective.

What made it feel even more speechless was that these weak humans possessed a kind of magic that it longed for but could not approach.

It is because of this magic that some of its usual mental magic is completely ineffective.

Coupled with Git's non-cooperation and greed, it felt that its control over its body was getting weaker and weaker, and it was even about to be swallowed up by the former!

Am I the devil or are you the devil?

How can it be?

It simply could not understand why there were humans with such a strong desire for greed, which was even stronger than its own greed.

Could it be that this human being wants to devour himself and turn into the flower of Mammon?
It doesn't know, and it has no chance to know.

Because the priest who had been observing the Flower of Mammon had already discovered this situation, he pondered for a moment and stroked the treasure kept in his magic ring - a wedge made of salt.

It was one of his real treasures, a replica of the legendary ancient treasure "Salt Pile" given by "Salt".

If he had treated demons in his usual manner, he would have inserted this thing directly into the body of the Flower of Mammon and turned it into a salt pile.

But now... he felt Kit's consciousness.

This guy was trying to control the demonic consciousness of the Mammon Flower. It was almost unbelievable that humans could control demons in this way.

There are very few people who can do it.

He also wanted to witness this miracle and see what this Git could do. So he did not use the Salt Stake, but took out the Void Holy Grail that he had just held in his hand.

With a solemn expression, he said loudly:

"Devil... the place where you were born will eventually be your death!"

Along with his voice that sounded like a hymn, a crack appeared right below the huge Mammon Flower, which occupied the entire upper level as its nest.

Black and red mist and light of the same color gushed out from it, and there were sounds like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

From bottom to top, the flower of Mammon was sprayed directly.

This is made up of the power of "salt", the legendary hell-screaming magic that the goddess uses to punish sinners.

It suddenly wailed silently, and the roots of the vines broke.

But it was also stimulated by this power. It went berserk, and flower vines spread out from the surroundings, baring its fangs and claws like an evil monster, as if it wanted to completely destroy the apprentices and their group.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was clearly weak inside and had no strength left.

The effect of the priest's magic is exaggerated.

Taking this opportunity, Ryan shouted:
"help me!"

"good!"

Several apprentices immediately cooperated and extended their thorn swords, intertwining them together to provide a stepping stone for Ryan.

At the same time, the mage apprentices threw the last bomb.

"Boom!"

The flames shot up into the sky, forcibly cutting through the flower vines and clearing a clear path.

"You devil, die!!!"

With the help of his companions, Ryan roared and stepped on the intertwined thorns.

His entire body was wrapped in extremely bright flames, the thorns in his body were beating violently, and the eternal light was emitting an equally brilliant light.

It seemed that even they were infected by Ryan and were willing to give some of their own strength.

He launched a leaping strike, the blade flaming like a hot knife through butter.

I only heard a "sizzle"

He simply cut the huge flower vine in half from top to bottom with one sword. Flames were rising and burning inside the twisted body of the vine.

One thing, one thing, one child, one thing.

"!!!"

After a moment it began to tremble violently, like an octopus whose tentacles were suddenly cut off alive, and every vine curled up.

The apprentices who saw this scene cautiously did not launch an attack, and looked at the priest with questioning eyes.

What he got was the latter's shake of head and warning.

"Be patient and wait. Your attack has taken effect. I feel like he has calmed down."

After saying that, he sat down on a large rock that had been removed from the side, panting heavily. It was obvious that the magic just now had taken a great toll on him.

"Then just wait."

Ryan was already a little tired after the previous attack. After thinking for a while, he followed his companions and retreated to the side.

He was also breathing heavily, and platinum flames were flickering on his body - this was the effect of the Fire of Prayer for Light.

Now Ryan needs to digest this power in time. Digesting it now can ensure that it does not affect his internal organs.

He sat down and sensed it for a while, then was surprised to find that... the Thorn of Justice could actually absorb and transform the power of this kind of fire.

Even the power from the flower vines surrounding him can be absorbed and transformed by the Thorns of Justice.

Can the power of demons be absorbed?
This discovery made him not care about anything else. After a brief exchange with his companions and confirming that he was the only one who could absorb and transform it, he temporarily put aside his doubts and quickly absorbed and digested it.

During this time.

Time passed minute by minute, and during this period, one of the flower vines growing on Git's body and the flower vines emerging from the ground would break off almost every few seconds.

About ten minutes later.

The few remaining flower vines gradually shrank back and re-entered Git's body.

The latter's expression was extremely greedy, with his arms open as if he wanted to embrace the world.

"Finally I……"

"It's finally mine!"

Kit's wild and excited laughter could be heard from far away, and under his feet were broken vines one after another.

The vines weathered away in the blink of an eye, and Kit slowly fell to the ground.

His expression returned to normal in an instant.

Ryan had barely recovered a little by then, and stepped forward cautiously, ready for battle, and asked, "Have you recovered yet?"

"Yes." Kit stared at Ryan for a few seconds, "I can feel that... he is waiting for me."

On the surface, Git hasn't changed at all. He is still wearing a black robe and looks mysterious.

But he was no longer hostile, and even a little peaceful, and the power emanating from him... had a strange feeling.

"waiting for you?"

Ryan was slightly stunned, and then he knew who he was talking about—it was their Master Kroa Mage!

Fortunately, the adults are paying attention to everything here, he couldn't help but sigh.

When Git said this, he was staring at the mushroom man, but it seemed that he was looking at a certain existence through the mushroom man.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a shaking around him.

"Boom!"

The ground above the castle suddenly became uneven. It felt as if the ground had suddenly risen, and the apprentices had to work very hard to keep their balance.

"The castle is moving!" an apprentice who walked to the window shouted in shock.

If someone is outside, they will find that there are some flower vines at the bottom of the castle, which support the castle to walk on the ground.

It's like the castle has grown legs.

Deep grooves were left in the snow, like footprints.

Look at the direction it is heading...it is clearly the direction of Hanjiao Island.

(End of this chapter)