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

Chapter 168 168. The salt pile roasts meat, flowing with honey and milk...

In order to get the priest to hand over the replica of the Salt Stake, the angel also told Cloya a name -

"Nosamplia."

He said: "The world that was once destroyed by salt was called this name. Lucky friend, just tell him and he will definitely be willing to cooperate with you."

"You have a lot of secrets." Chloe stared at the angel.

Although the latter appeared calm in the face of his gaze, he was actually a little nervous.

Even if he was a wizard who practiced the Poem of Origin, his mood swings would definitely be noticed if he was not careful.

Fortunately, Cloya did not continue to dig deeper into this issue, but raised another question -

"Is this snowstorm related to the mermaids?"

"I recently bought a magic plant called Glazed Ice Soul Lotus. Is there really another world outside of this world?"

The angel felt a little relieved and replied, "Yes, this snowstorm is related to the mermaids. This is an ancient ritual.

Legend has it that when the snow melts, the warmth from the entire ocean will converge towards the kingdom of mermaids, and the Moon Goddess will then radiate her light and bless the new mermaids."

Croa: “…”

"So this huge snowstorm is just to give birth to the little mermaid? Are the mermaids so crazy?"

He really couldn't imagine that such a grand scene, with wind and snow covering the entire northern border of the Kingdom of Nolant and a large area of ​​sea, was just for a birth ceremony.

Won’t the Mage Association and the Church take care of it?
The angel sighed softly, his words were short and full of pity: "Lucky friend, I should tell you... the mermaids once had a very glorious past.

Even though they are now trapped in this sea area due to the death of their offspring, it is far from being easily stopped by the Mage Association and the Church of this world.

You don't need to feel guilty. Even if you don't provide them with the essence of water, they will find another way... and then it may be even more troublesome."

In fact, I don’t really feel guilty. God knows they would do such a thing.

Kloya nodded slightly, signaling the angel to continue.

"As for the other worlds you mentioned... Of course there are, and there are many of them. Even a wizard who can travel in the astral world would find it difficult to find the end of the world in his lifetime."

"There are also some forces in the boundless world. The Shengquan Chamber of Commerce where you purchased the items is one of them."

“Their power spreads across countless worlds. The power of the Holy Spring has also left traces in countless worlds in this way, and has also intersected with various races.

But the mermaids are not included. They once had some conflicts with the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce, so the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce has a rule not to trade with the mermaids. "

After the angel said this, Kloya finally confirmed what he had suspected for a long time - the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce was indeed a powerful force outside the plane, and mermaids could not buy water essence from them.

As early as the beginning, he had wondered why the mermaids did not buy the water essence from the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce. Logically speaking, the mermaid tribe should not be unaware of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce.

If Shengquan Chamber of Commerce can buy at a clearly marked price, then it should also be able to sell at a clearly marked price.

It turned out that there was a conflict between the two.

But to be able to do dirty things with merchants like the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce...what on earth have the mermaids ever done?

Merchants are profit-driven and can ignore most things as long as they can make money. It is hard to imagine that a chamber of commerce spread across many dimensions can have no dealings with a single race.

The angel saw the confusion and thought on Cloya's face. In order to prevent Cloya from asking more questions, He said:

"Lucky friend, I will tell you how to use the Salt Stake and some information about the Land of Gluttony... After that, I will continue to fall into a deep sleep. Please use the Gopher Wood to help me sort out my magic every seven days.

When the snow stops, I will wake up and open the Ark Garden for you again."

He gently leaned closer to Croa and left a warm kiss on the latter's forehead.

Then, when he was about to fly backwards, Kloya suddenly asked a question, which made him stop.

“Are you male or female?”

To be honest, this question has been bothering him for a long time. Although the books say that angels have no concept of gender, maybe this guy is a little special?

The returning angel had a rather obvious look of confusion on his face, and replied very strangely: "My friend, you can be either male or female if you want me to be."

"If you want, I can use the power of the ring to create any form you need."

“You can request any body type, even if it’s not human, the body structure is absolutely the same as the real thing.

Please don't be polite. In the old Ark, this was a service that even the gods appreciated."

"..."

Now it was Cloea's turn to be unable to answer.

You, aren't you an angel? How can you make something like this sound so refreshing?
He could only watch the angel leave and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

But no one noticed the fleeting smile on the angel's face after he turned around.

Yes, life forms like mushrooms and angels probably don’t have the concept of “gender” at all. He was just overthinking it.

Now, let’s trick the priest here.

He covered Kit's cage with cloth and then invited the priest through the mushroom man.

……

The priest had actually been waiting for Cloya to call him. When he heard Cloya invite him into the castle, he immediately ran in impatiently.

This time he was as jumpy as ever.

When he saw Cloya, he asked directly: "Master Cloya, in your territory...are there any special church creations?"

His tone was so excited that he didn't pay any attention to the portal not far away that was emitting a chaotic atmosphere.

The wizard looked at him and said casually, "Nosampria."

"!!!"

The priest's pupils trembled instantly.

How do you know this name? Although he wanted to ask, he held back.

He took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down, and pressed his finger on his chest where his heart was: "Dear Master, I am Kevin Lagak of the Knights of Salt.

Salute to you, the legend of the past."

"I will provide you with whatever you need, and will contact my colleagues in the Knights if necessary."

"Give me the Salt Stake. I can use it." Kroya didn't say much, because he really didn't have much to say. He really didn't know anything more.

If you say a few more words, you'll be exposed.

"Yes."

Father Kevin took out a small wooden box about ten centimeters long from his pocket and handed it to Cloya respectfully.

There is a very special emblem on the wooden box.

It seemed to be a hand holding a strange chalice, with slender fingers, obviously a female hand.

"Seal it." Croix followed the method taught by the angels and gathered a little holy magic power on his fingertips, turning it into liquid form and slowly dripping it onto the emblem.

The heraldic chalice was immediately filled with water.

Then, the wooden box opened silently by itself.

Lying quietly inside was a white object about three centimeters long, very rough, and like a wooden wedge, with very rough granular salt on the surface.

It looks like some crude alchemical creation.

This is the salt pile.

Although it looks insignificant, if it penetrates into any object, it can quickly turn it into salt. Unless it is a high-level divine spell or legendary magic, there is no room for reversal.

And this is just the power of imitations.

The knowledge that the angel gave him described...if it was the authentic Salt Stake, even the gods would not be able to resist it even a little bit.

It is the greatest masterpiece of the Goddess of Life and the ultimate alchemical creation that can transform all life and matter into the concept of "salt".

Honestly speaking, this thing is definitely a trump card in hand, but it's a pity that what Kloa is going to do is a little bit strange.

He just stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the salt pile.

The divine power flowed into the salt pile like a silk thread, and then was quickly salted, turning into white salt crystals that fell to the ground.

This was a method the angel taught him, to absorb some of the power of the Salt Stake without consuming the alchemical formula of the Salt Stake.

This method requires a very high level of magic control, and also the sacred magic given by "Him". The only one who can combine these two elements is probably Croa.

Kloya collected these salt crystals and held them in his hands to observe them carefully - the crystals salted by divine power had a pure smell.

Then, he picked up the salt and sprinkled it gently on the meat steak grass beside him, just like sprinkling salt on a barbecue. The salt immediately melted into the meat steak grass after it came into contact with it. Their power quickly dispelled the magic of the gluttonous demon in the meat steak grass.

Without the magic of gluttony, this strange meat steak grass can actually be eaten, but Cloya did not try it himself to prevent any problems.

He took some spices such as chili powder, sprinkled some directly on the meat steak, and then roasted it over flames.

"Zizzizi!"

The meat started to ooze oil.

The grease dripped into the flames below, sparking even stronger flames, and the red flames licked the meat grass.

Soon, the meat grass gave off an indescribable aroma, which was truly tempting, more tempting than any barbecue Cloya had ever smelled.

"Here, try it."

After roasting, Cloya handed it to Father Kevin.

The latter licked his lips after a brief hesitation: "Thank you, great wizard!"

He was indeed a little hungry.

Although there was food to eat in the Greedy Castle these days, it was just enough to fill my stomach. Now when I smell this aroma, I really can’t help myself.

After he took it, he took a light bite, and the fresh juice splashed into his mouth. The meat was extremely tender, and it was seasoned with just the right amount of chili powder and a faint divine power.

As soon as he took a bite, he was intoxicated by the satisfying feeling of eating meat.

It's simply impossible to stop eating.

In just a few bites, he had eaten all the meat steak grass until only a root was left. When he wanted to take another bite, the remaining little bit of root nimbly ran away.

It ran to Croa's side and hid in Croa's shadow.

"It tastes good, doesn't it?" Kloya glanced at the rhizome and smiled slightly. "Do you feel any changes in your body after using the sacred salt as seasoning?"

"Changes?" Father Kevin sensed it carefully and found that the power seemed to have penetrated into his body, and his strength and flesh and blood became very "clean".

That's right, it's clean.

He actually knew about the power of the Salt Pile.

Salt can wash away all sin and filth, but no one has ever dared to experiment with salt on themselves - there is an essential difference between the salt sold by the church and the salt from the salt pile.

Being able to use the power of the salt stake like this...

Father Kevin immediately became more respectful to Cloya.

"I need you to help me with something next." Kloya pointed to the door beside him without any hesitation.

"I can still maintain it for about ten minutes. Please help me go in and find something. It doesn't matter what you bring back."

He needs to know what other special species are there.

Only after figuring out what's really going on here can we consider enclosing land, breeding and planting.

After Kloya said this, Kevin didn't notice the gate to the lower plane standing nearby until then, and the look in his eyes became more excited.

It's a demon! The breath of a demon!
You know, the promotion of the Knights Templar depends entirely on the number of demons killed. He has been suffering from not having enough demons to kill, but now he actually sees a portal to the lower plane!

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The priest took out an exquisite crossbow engraved with sacred magic patterns from the space magic weapon he carried with him, and also took out a scepter inlaid with heavy holy scriptures.

Holding these two things, he couldn't wait to walk into the portal and walk on the ground that seemed to be burned by flames.

However, even though he was on high alert, he didn't sense any demonic breath at all. Instead, he smelled some strange barbecue smell and a sweet cake-like smell.

"Is this the lower plane?"

The priest became more and more puzzled. He felt that there must be a reason for all these abnormalities, so he became more careful.

Almost cautiously walking forward step by step.

Soon, he heard the sound of the river.

"There is water. Could this be the territory of Leviathan?" He continued to walk forward, but when the river appeared in front of him, he was stunned.

I saw milky white milk and golden honey flowing in this river. The river was turbulent and the flow was very fast.

It flows out from somewhere unknown and flows into the depths, with no visible end at all, stretching across the earth.

Because of its fast flow rate, the milk and honey mixed together, exuding an extremely sweet smell, and even he couldn't help licking his lips.

“Rivers flowing with honey and milk… could this be the promised land?”

The education Kevin received made him more confused at this moment. If it was really the promised land, how could it be in the lower plane?
While he was hesitating, several hopping creatures approached the river and licked the flowing water at the riverside.

That's... a sheep.

Their wool is extremely fluffy and soft, with a burnt yellow color, and the whole sheep looks like buttered bread.

"..."

The priest was completely at a loss for words.

In fact, with his ability, he couldn't see the magic of the gluttonous demon in these monsters. After all, the gluttonous demon once wanted to spread his "creation" to the main plane, and it must not be seen that there was demonic magic in it.

However, if it is eaten without being processed, it will be directly corroded by the devil's magic and become a slave to gluttony, subject to greed from body to soul.

He silently put down the holy crossbow in his hand, put away the code hammer, and took out a net.

Then, like a hunter on the hunt, he approached the sheep, which were drinking honey and milk, with almost no steps.

As the distance gradually approaches.

He threw the net violently—

"What!!!"

The net instantly caught several sheep, and they screamed in fear, but the net closed completely the moment it caught them, leaving them no chance of escape.

When the other sheep saw their companions being caught in the net, they ran away without saying a word. They ran so fast that they escaped from Father Kevin's sight in just a few moments.

Only three sheep caught in the net were left, bleating pitifully.

"Just three." The priest was a little disappointed.

He was about to go forward and grab the sheep when he suddenly heard a "splash" and a huge shadow rushed out of the river and jumped directly to the ground.

The huge weight caused the ground to shake for a moment.

What appeared this time was... a dragon, or to be more precise, a dinosaur, and it was extremely similar to the Tyrannosaurus Rex that Kloya had seen in his previous life.

It was about ten meters tall, with honey and milk flowing all over its body. Its sturdy body was covered with grease, and under the surrounding light it looked... crispy-skinned and tender. In short, it was very appetizing.

"Roar!!!"

The Tyrannosaurus Rex roared violently at the priest, then pounced directly on him, trying to swallow the tiny human in one gulp.

The priest silently took out the holy crossbow and code hammer that he had just put away, and first fired a crossbow arrow - the golden crossbow arrow exploded directly when it touched the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"boom!"

The flesh and blood of the Tyrannosaurus Rex was immediately blown apart by the processed sacred explosive crossbow, and it howled in pain instantly.

But that's not all.

The priest saw the right moment and leaped forward, hitting the Tyrannosaurus Rex on the head with the hammer that looked extremely heavy.

"Ouch!!"

Instead of the imagined scene of a bloody head and splattered brains, the Tyrannosaurus Rex simply fell down wailing, and after falling down, its body suddenly split open.

As if it was disintegrating, strips of golden roasted meat instantly appeared on the ground.

A Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was much smaller than before, jumped out from the piece of meat and tried to escape in a hurry. However, before it could run, it was covered by another net.

"Is this a reward?" The priest looked at the golden roasted pieces of meat, swallowed his saliva, and selected some to put into his space magic weapon.

Then he began to draw honey and milk from the river and put them into several water bags. During this time, he accidentally discovered some very strange jellyfish-like things in the river.

Anyway, he was caught whenever he was seen, and when he left, he also uprooted a small gray-black tree nearby and took it away.

In the end, I calculated that the time was almost up, so I hurriedly left with a lot of harvest.

But after he left, a huge tree shadow flashed in the deeper place, as if it was watching him.

(End of this chapter)