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

Chapter 207 207. The descendant of the harvest spirit energy, asks the gods to have a nightmare
“It’s beautiful.”

"Compared to the wonders created by those wizards, this scene should bring comfort and happiness to the Mother Goddess the most."

The young man with golden hair opened his arms with an intoxicated look on his face. His white robe moved without wind, and a warm breeze blew around him.

It was the warm autumn breeze carrying the scent of wheat.

"Whoo~~~"

They blew from the boy's body, gently brushing over the growing corn and potatoes, bringing blessings to the latter.

Logically speaking, this spiritual energy of harvest will make the crops in the fields grow rapidly and fully mature in just a few minutes.

This was also the gift he intended to give to Croa.

However, before he could truly display his own harvest aura, a young man covered in dust and carrying a hoe ran over angrily.

"Hey! Don't cast spells on these crops!"

"Stop!"

Jamie, carrying a hoe made of walnut and alloy, interrupted the boy's spellcasting on the field and breathed a sigh of relief.

If these winds directly ripen the crops, then this batch of experimental data will be scrapped!

When he thought about how hard he had worked these days, only to have the experimental data go to waste, he might even want to jump into the sea.

"Ok?"

The boy was not angry, he stopped.

In a gentle tone, he said, "I don't know what's taboo or inappropriate here. Could you please explain it to me?"

He is quite handsome, even a bit feminine, with golden hair draped over his shoulders. His voice is as gentle as a spring breeze, and he gives people a very good impression.

Jamie didn't answer immediately, but looked up and down at the other person and the people behind him who were carrying large and small bags.

As if he was sure of something, he asked, "You must be the Son of Harvest that Master Croa mentioned."

Who knew that the young man shook his head seriously and said: "Except for the Mother Goddess, no one can claim to be a harvest. I am just a walker under the light of the Mother Goddess.

You can just call me by my first name.

My name is Miffy Nolant."

"..."

After hearing this name, Jamie's expression was more shocked than seeing a ghost. After all, he had learned a lot from Cloya.

Of course, there is also Professor Robert's noble heraldry course.

Norant...isn't that the name of the kingdom? So the person in front of him is not only a believer of the Mother Earth and a son of the harvest, but also a member of the royal family of Norant!
Well, although it is hard to say whether he is the Honorable Son of the Harvest or the Honorable Member of the Norlant Royal Family, Jamie at least lives in this country.

The identity of the prince did give him a brief surprise, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

But he quickly came to his senses.

Even if he was a prince, he was Croa's first apprentice. In his heart, his mentor was no worse than a king.

"It's indeed you."

"Lord Croa has already told me to entertain you well."

"Why don't we sit down and have a drink of water and talk slowly?"

After calming down, he directly invited Mifeiyin and the others to a house nearby where they could rest and drink water.

Mi Feiyin certainly would not refuse, and nodded: "Okay, then please lead the way."

"Please come with me."

Jamie led them through the fields that had already sprouted new growths, and soon came to a small house standing at the end of the field.

The house is square in shape, a standard "house", with gray walls, and looks nothing special.

But according to Cloya's principle of doing it well, some circulating fans were even installed inside. Sitting here and drinking some water can relieve fatigue very well.

After the seven people in the group sat down.

Jamie skillfully filled a few glasses of water from the pipe and placed them in front of the people. He said modestly, "This place is simple, so I can only entertain you like this."

"Thank you."

Mi Feiyin was very interested in this place. He looked around and then took a sip of water. He actually tasted a cool and sweet taste in it.

There is also a very peculiar fragrance.

In short, it didn't seem like random river water at all. It even gave him a strange feeling as if he was being entertained by nobles in the Royal Capital's Heraldry.

"Did you put sugar in this?" he asked, a little surprised.

This is candy! Ordinary people only see it once a year. Even nobles have to spend gold coins to buy candy.

In the capital, sugar made with magic could be worth more than the same weight of gold.

If it was in Croa's territory, he wouldn't be surprised, but this is right on the roadside.

When I came in just now, I could see farmers coming out of here, so this shouldn’t be a special treat for them.

In other words... is Croa already able to provide farmers with water containing sugar at will?
Even the Grand Duke wouldn't dare to do this.

"Sugar?" Jamie was a little confused at first, then he suddenly realized, "It's not sugar, it's a special plant. Lord Cloya used it to make water and supplied it to the farmers to quench their thirst."

The water pipes in this house are of course also driven by magic circles, and they use a kind of bamboo for transportation. That kind of bamboo was specially planted by Lord Cloya.

Of course, it is not easy to tell the other party about this kind of thing.

"Plants?"

But who knew that Mifeiyin lowered his head and glanced at the water bowl, then sighed softly and said, "I guess the sugar content of this plant should be quite high. For the sake of your lord, don't mention this matter casually."

Of course Jamie was not stupid, he immediately figured out the reason and felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, there is now a stable sugar-making workshop in the territory. The source of sugar is a kind of seaweed in the sea. The sugar produced is clear blue in color and tastes sweet.

Sugar and sweets, which were once hard to get, are now very easy to buy on Hanjiao Island. Some parents even buy a few for their children after get off work.

This is probably difficult even for people in the royal capital, but it is a common thing on Hanjiao Island.

So for a moment he didn't care how shocking this matter was.

then,

He took the initiative to bring up the reason why he stopped Mifeiyin just now and changed the subject: "According to Lord Cloya's arrangement, we will record the growth rate and cycle of these crops to see what the most suitable living environment is for them."

"Is it really just the growth cycle and environment?" Mi Feiyin smiled and said, "I sensed that there are some magic plants in the fields. They should be the magic plants used by the Mother Goddess Church to fertilize the fields."

"You did see it."

"My Lord is also studying how to use magic plants to fertilize the fields, and how to coordinate them to achieve the greatest effect..."

Jamie, who had received instructions from Cloya early on, directly told Miffin and the other Sons of the Harvest about the experiment Cloya was conducting.

These people were stunned.

Have they never thought that such a thing could actually be experimented with?
They immediately started talking to each other:

"The nodules of the peas can be used to fertilize the soil, but it is said that they need to grow long enough to do so."

"I remember that the knot beans need to be grown together with another magical plant called alfalfa to maximize their effectiveness as fertilizers."

"Different soil moisture, temperature, and magic concentration will also have an impact, right? How do you measure it? Can you guarantee that the land is in the same state?"

"Yes, and the seeds of crops are different, so their growth rates will be different, right?"

From their questions, we can tell that these sons of the harvest, who appear to be in their twenties, also have their own experience in tending the fields.

He is definitely not the kind of person who relies on his magic power to bless the fields.

Jamie listened to their questions, the smile on his face grew deeper, and finally he simply extended his hand to invite them, "We have a breeding room here. Lord Cloa told me that if you want to see it, I can take you to see it."

"Then go now."

Miffin could no longer wait.

Although he is the successor of the harvest spirit and is blessed by the earth, all he needs to do to make crops and magic plants grow quickly is to move his hands.

But he is always looking for more ways to make crops grow stronger.

Originally, he planned to ignore the letter from Knight Commander Bevocelis, and after finishing his visit to his mother, he would continue his travels in the neighboring country.

It was his daily prayer to the Mother Goddess that made him feel that there might be something here that could help him, so he rushed over.

Unexpectedly, he actually found something that might satisfy the Mother Goddess.

He was very much looking forward to what he would see next.

……

A few minutes later, they came from the magic circle into a building.

As soon as they came in, they felt something was wrong. The natural atmosphere here was a little too strong, and there was even gentle water vapor and mild water magic echoing around, as if protecting this place.

Mifeiyin looked around and immediately knew where this place was. This should be the bottom of the Telai River, and it was also protected by the natural consciousness of the Telai River.

This was not particularly rare. On his way here, he felt that the consciousness of the earth was particularly active.

But the strange thing is where does the sunlight come from? Isn't it from the bottom of the river?
He squinted his eyes and looked upwards, but he only saw flawless white walls and ceiling that looked like jade, with warm sunlight shining from them.

He became more and more expectant, but he didn't say anything. He just followed Jamie and continued to move forward, paying attention to the situation around him.

Soon Jamie took them into a room.

When he pushed open the door, he was greeted by the scent of young crop seedlings, which made all the Sons of the Harvest feel comfortable.

"Wow!"

"This is……"

"It should be that kind of vine, right?"

The Sons of the Harvest couldn't help but whisper to each other, looking at the room in front of them, which was as big as a basketball court, with curious eyes.

I saw that the room was filled with white transparent vines. They were intertwined on the ground and walls, and used their bodies to isolate one grid after another.

Each grid is a standard 5 square meters.

There was light green liquid in the grid, which soaked corn seeds, seedlings and potato tubers in different categories.

Several apprentices were taking out the seeds, seedlings and tubers, apparently intending to plant them.

This place seems like some kind of magical plant laboratory.

"This is the seed cultivation room specially built by Master Cloya. All seeds here will be screened, and seeds with relatively consistent vitality and vitality will be allocated together for observation and planting experiments."

Jamie went over it in detail.

But these Sons of the Harvest didn’t care about any planting experiments at all, their focus was all on the seeds!

Mifeiyin came to the place where corn was grown and saw seeds soaked in light green liquid and seedlings placed on gauze.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched the corn, and immediately felt the vitality inside that was so full that it was about to burst.

The life inside can't wait to sprout out, come into this world, and grow healthily.

"Oh, how beautiful!" He then checked more corn and potato tubers, and without exception felt the abundant vitality inside them.

The rest of the Sons of the Harvest stared at the seeds in a daze, enjoying them with almost intoxicated looks, and almost forcing themselves not to send them blessings.

In their view, these seeds already have the courage and ability to thrive in the face of the world on their own and do not need their blessings at all.

For a moment, they even had a strange feeling of worrying about losing something.

It was not until this time that they finally focused their attention on the white vines and light green liquid. Of course, they could see that the liquid was released by the vines.

These liquids full of vitality... are even better than the "Harvest Pulp" below level three that they saw in the church temple.

Is this magical plant a special species that can release this kind of liquid?

Why couldn't even Miffyn figure out what kind of magical plant this vine was? It didn't make sense.

So, Mifeiyin asked: "Master Jamie, what kind of magic plant is this? Can you tell us?"

Jamie was considering how to answer when a calm voice came from the side: "Let me explain, Jamie, you go prepare lunch."

Hearing this voice, Jamie's face flashed with almost fanatical joy, and he saluted respectfully and said, "Yes, Master Cloya!"

After saying that, he left quickly.

Only the Sons of the Harvest were left looking in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a young wizard in a light golden robe.

There was no magical fluctuation on his body. If one used mental power to sense him, one would not even be able to detect his existence.

Only by looking with your eyes can you truly see his figure and realize his existence.

As believers of the Church of Mother Earth, the Sons of the Harvest's attitude towards magicians is actually very reluctant and perfunctory.

The truth is that most mages really don't care whether the earth can bear it when they do things, and they just create giant pits, canyons, mountains, etc.

But after meeting this wizard, they did not feel that strange feeling of disgust at all. Instead, they felt that the sunlight around them was even warmer.

Even those seeds that should have no spirituality were welcoming Kloya's arrival, and seemed to want to bow down and kowtow in Kloya's direction.

"you……"

Mifflin stared at Chloë closely.

There seemed to be a strange sphere spinning inside his golden pupils, emitting an ochre-colored halo.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

An extremely terrifying and powerful force is about to descend here from a distant place. This force seems to be very eager, even impatient.

But when that power was about to take shape—

“God said, Whatever is in heaven must not come to the earth.”

"God says that nothing that is sleeping in peace shall come upon the believers!"

"God said, those who try to have a sweet dream will have a nightmare turned into a nightmare!"

The angel's voice suddenly sounded.

The platinum-colored light formed a circle, directly blocking the divine power that was about to descend in a place invisible to everyone, and even added a little spice to the other party's already uncomfortable sleep.

The next moment, the rotating ochre-colored crystals in Mifeiyin's eyes dimmed instantly, as if their power had been sucked out, and disappeared into the void.

He just felt a moment of trance.

After shaking his head, he didn't care too much. He smiled, maintained his usual friendly attitude, and greeted Cloya.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Master Croa."

"I am also very happy to meet you, the heir of the Harvest Spiritual Energy, the Prince of Norant, the youngest bishop of the Church of the Earth... Bishop Mifeiyin."

Of course, Croix smiled back.

It's like nothing happened.

But there was a hint of surprise and uneasiness hidden in his eyes. This... was clearly the power of an angel.

Is something else coming?

……

Only the serious angel who was watching TV in the Croa Laboratory on Hanjiao Island slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The platinum-colored light surrounding his body dissipated.

He instantly collapsed weakly on the soft feather blanket that Cloa had specially made for him, and stretched his limbs and wings unhappily.

He saw the endless white clouds and blue sky outside through the skylight formed by the wall of the Orpheus oak tree, and murmured to himself:
"A good harvest..."

"When the ring was not broken, the goddess of harvest was still there. She was clearly the child of the Earth Mother."

"Did the Mother Goddess devour him, or did he devour the Mother Goddess in return?"

The angel turned over irritably and continued to bury himself in the soft feathers, grabbing the dozing Ether Wolf to use as a pillow.

Of course the latter didn't dare to get angry or resist, and could only pitifully expose her belly to serve as a pillow for the angel bully.

Only a creature formed by this kind of magic power can serve as a pillow for Him.

"strangeness……"

He still couldn't understand why the other party was craving for the sun like he was grasping at a life-saving straw.

Even though Cloya had carefully used the power of the iris to protect her own magic from leaking out, it could still be sensed.

Did the Mother Goddess set such rules in her self-regulatory operation?

In order to protect Croa from being discovered, he used the power of the ring to create a nightmare that was close to reality.

It's made of rings, what does it have to do with the sun?
Tamaki wouldn't care anyway.

Who made Him want to get closer to the sun?
Thinking of this, he suddenly blinked his eyes like Cloya did, and couldn't wait to return to the place where the mushrooms grew at the bottom of the lake.

"God said that all the nightmares I created would emerge under the white and gold light."

With His voice.

A platinum-colored ring appeared before Him, and a picture emerged inside it—that was the nightmare that the Mother Earth was about to have.

He wanted to see what kind of nightmare the Mother Goddess was having. Maybe he could find some reasons.
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