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

Chapter 256: The Plan to Kill the Father, the Identity of the God of Order

In the next few days, no matter how quickly the Duke and his side moved the barracks, every afternoon, an unbearable feeling of hunger would break out as if they were cursed.

This feeling of hunger prompts them to eat a lot, and they can eat several times the original amount of food at each meal.

Of course, after Duke Olivier and Duke Nar recovered, they immediately sent people to investigate and dug up the entire military camp.

The strange thing is that so many mages, warriors, knights, and monsters, and even invited several priests, were completely unable to investigate what happened.

What was even more bizarre was that apart from hunger, nothing else happened. They could even feel that their physical strength and magic power were exceptionally abundant, even stronger than usual.

So gradually, the two dukes just let it go.

After all, for extraordinary people, eating more is a good thing in a sense. Being able to absorb so much food containing nutrients and magic power will help them become stronger quickly.

The dragons can attest to this.

however……

After another half a month, the dukes' faces changed because the food supply was a little insufficient.

The food output of the Kingdom of Nolant was already a bit low during this period, and the Royal Court and the Mage Association were unable to receive the food sold by Kloya.

There were also a bunch of extraordinary people eating and drinking to their heart's content, and the food was consumed faster than it was burned.

You have to know that the amount of food needed by extraordinary people, especially knight warriors, is very exaggerated. Among them, the Nar monster even eats 200 kilograms of meat and other magical plants, vegetables, fruits and other miscellaneous foods every day.

Although magicians are slightly better, they have to eat fresh vegetables and fruits, and also require an elegant aromatherapy environment to meditate, which is extremely refined.

The biggest factor limiting war has always been logistical issues, and this is no exception even in a magical world like this.

Although Duke Olivier's battle mage group all have space magic devices to a certain extent, the problem is... let the noble mages use magic devices to carry food?
Even Duke Olivier didn't dare to give such an order. He is a wizard. Even if he can't make it here, he can always find another place to continue enjoying the generous treatment.

Seeing that food was becoming increasingly scarce, the two dukes finally couldn't help but get together.

They looked at each other and saw embarrassment and awkwardness in each other's eyes. They had not expected that they would have to worry about food.

"This war must end."

Duke Olivier spoke first and set the tone: "That steel wall has already swallowed up too many people. Can you mobilize more people to attack?"

He was very sensible and did not mention the food issue. They both knew about it, so there was no need to emphasize it many times.

Duke Nar had a sinister look on his face. It had been almost a month. They had tried to dismantle the steel wall using magic and brute force, but it had grown faster than it had been dismantled.

Even the Battle Mage Corps and the Nar War Beast Corps returned empty-handed - the former were beaten and fled by a pile of silver wall-like grass, sunflowers and magicians; the latter were chased around by some strange bamboos and knights.

The army that won by numbers was forced to endure seemingly endless magical attacks in that long and narrow passage. There was not even a single corpse to be seen. It was like an abyss that swallowed up life.

This was the only time in the war so far that they were like mice being teased by a cat, with nothing they could do.

Of course they were very angry, but after being angry they felt terrified as if they had fallen into an ice cellar - if Kloya really wanted to fight them head-on... did they really have any hope?
Even if we continue to fight, how many resources will it consume? If we consume too much, will others take advantage of us?

The nobility are both proud and pragmatic about certain things.

Now, Croa has proved with his own ability that he can withstand it, and can even use some tricks other than war to deal with them.

In this situation, they really had to consider ending the war.

"Let the people from the College of Heraldry come." Duke Nar sighed deeply. "We recommend him to the College of Heraldry. It should be no problem for him to get the title of Duke."

——The implication was that he wanted to take the title of a duke as compensation for the war.

Both of them were grand dukes in the founding period. If they jointly recommended him, they would indeed be able to get the College of Heraldry and the royal family behind them to give him a title.

If you can't beat them, you become friends. To put it bluntly, this war was started because they were angry because their treasures were stolen. It's not a real life-and-death battle for survival.

Duke Olivier nodded and said, "Okay, then let's send someone to Hanjiao Island to contact Cloya."

"Let my son Ian and your son Athos go together. Bring some gifts to show our sincerity."

Duke Nar nodded. He was very satisfied with his son Athos. He was filial, smart, handsome and had a good figure, which was just right for this situation.

The two dukes made their decision.

……

Soon, Ian and Yasos arrived at the front-line base.

Both of them brought a lot of gifts, including precious magical creations, magical beasts and magical plants that Cloya would like, and even... Duke Nar also gave a little Nar.

Rob received them.

This former viscount, now the chief steward of Hanjiao Island, has an aura of majesty that even the Duke cannot match.

He sat behind a simple table, looking at the two young men. He seemed to be smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"You want to end the war?" His expression was particularly contemptuous: "You were the one who started the war, but now you want to end it unilaterally?"

Well... Actually, the cause of this matter was that Kroa and Lord Yanshan wanted to get the treasure in the Ruby Cave.

But in this world, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.

Ian had a blank expression and said nothing.

Yasos smiled particularly cheerfully. He was over 1.9 meters tall, with thick hair. He looked sunny and handsome. If you looked closely, you could see that there were freckles on his face, which showed his childishness.

Like a furry young lion.

He bowed very politely and said, "Sir, this war has caused too many tragedies, and I strongly reject my father's approach.

so……"

He suddenly grabbed Ian's hand, smiling, but said something extremely horrifying: "I killed your father, you kill my father, how about that?"

Rob: “…”

Croa: “…”

Wait, aren't you here to make peace and end the war?

Why did we suddenly talk about patricide, and why did Artos also know the secret that Ian wanted to kill his father?

For a moment, even the shrewd Rob and the extremely sharp Cloya were speechless, but they both took out milk tea and nuts, ready to see what was going on.

Under Rob's playful gaze, Ian could no longer bear this guy, so he pushed his hand away and said to Rob, "I can assure you that what he said is true."

"..." Rob was so shocked that he almost swallowed the nuts in his hand. He asked in surprise: "Are you sure?"

Patricide is neither common nor uncommon in the world of aristocrats, but it is quite rare to see two of them happening at once.

"Sure." Ian nodded.

"He is the twenty-third son of Duke Nar. If he hadn't been good-looking, the Duke wouldn't even have taken him with him."

"A vase like this has absolutely no right of inheritance in the family."

After being evaluated like this, Yasos did not make any move, and still had a likable smile on his face, as if he only knew how to smile like this.

——This is the skill he relies on for his livelihood.

Rob stared at him, and suddenly thought of some of the nobles' habits, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

After receiving Cloya's order in the magic circle under the table, he said, "Well, this is what the Lord ordered me to give to you."

He took out two exquisite small bottles from the drawer of the table. There were gorgeous and complex magic patterns on the crystal bottles, and they were filled with liquid that was as hazy as the sunset and moonlight.

"This liquid is a magic potion made by the Lord himself called the Long Night of Intoxication. Just one drop is enough to make even a strong fifth-level warrior fall asleep."

"My Lord said that if you take the heads of the two Dukes to end the war, he will help you control the family."

Two crystal bottles were placed on the table with a slight sound, and then were immediately taken away by the two duke's sons.

The two men said nothing more. After saluting to Robert, they turned around and left in unison, disappearing in the dim morning light.

After watching them leave, Rob couldn't help but ask Cloya: "Sir, why did you help them?"

In the original plan, this was a necessary condition for them to prove their abilities. If they couldn't even assassinate the Duke, then what was the point?

The blue cat golem beside it spoke up: "The potion contains the sun oil I added, which can absorb the souls of the two dukes."

It moved, and looked towards the clear window: “Rob, your other son and your wife are actually still alive.

The person who was in charge of your area was Duke Olivier. They were caught and secretly imprisoned.

But he is still alive in this world.

Well, you should thank me for helping you discover this secret, and also thank me for beating up Olivier's soul for you to vent your anger~"

The sound made by the chubby and cute cat was just as distant and calm as if Kloya had come here in person.

Only the last sentence carries a hint of joy.

Rob couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes turned red.

——That was exciting.

He didn't expect that his youngest son was still alive, and even his wife was still alive.

……

"Your news is quite timely."

Chloe put down her teacup, "Ms. Moira, are you really so eager to meet the soul of Duke Olivier?"

He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who had changed into a simple cotton dress.

The latter nodded under his gaze: “I think about it very much, every day.

Lord Croix, you don't know how much I loved him. He saved me from the purgatory of the battlefield and gave me the title of Duchess.

He even ignored the royal family's attacks.

I once thought he was the knight sent by God to save me…” Moira’s expression was filled with longing for the past. If it were someone else, they would probably wait patiently for her to finish.

However, before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Kloya without any hesitation, "Ms. Moira, I know much more about this story than you do. I can easily write a few books for you to read.

What I want to know now is..."

The wizard's palm gently brushed across the table beside him, and the magic patterns belonging to the space quickly intertwined and took shape. After a flash of white light, a crystal box appeared inside.

There were white thorns in it.

Its white is pure and flawless, and cannot accommodate any other colors.

"..."

There was an irrepressible surprise in Moira's eyes.

She stretched out her slender white fingers, as if she wanted to touch the crystal box. When her fingers approached, the thorns inside suddenly flashed at an incredible speed.

A liquid-like white light seeped out from the thorns, like dry ice smoke stimulated by water, slowly filling the entire box.

"Please wait a moment."

Kloya suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed on the box. His golden magic power quickly moved like a thread, suppressing all the smoke back into the white thorns.

Moira's eyes widened even more when she saw this scene.

She was in a daze.

that……

That is the divine relic of the royal family of Sester.

She looked at Kloya with more awe as she was actually suppressed by a magician like this.

"Lord Croa, this is the Thorn of Justice."

"Correct."

“When you arrived, it suddenly flickered, as if it sensed something.

Can you tell me why this is happening? Do you, the royal family of Sethen, still have a way to control it, or does it still recognize you?"

Now his knights and apprentices have all been inoculated with the Thorn of Justice and practiced the Thorn Meditation - there is even his eternal magic power inside the Thorn of Justice!

Such a vision could actually occur under such circumstances. If there was a problem with the Thorns of Justice, things would become very troublesome and difficult, so he had to come and see Moira.

If the Thorns of Justice were really controlled by Moira...

Then he could only say sorry to Moira.

His power is something only he can control.

I don’t know if Moira noticed something from Cloya’s expression. She quickly took out a necklace from her neck, handed it to Cloya with both hands, and said respectfully:
"This should be the reason why it suddenly mutated."

Cloya took the necklace and examined it carefully: it was a necklace that looked nothing special, just woven with silver, and it was not even considered a gift from the nobles.

'strangeness……'

Just when Cloya was feeling strange, the Holy Spring Crystal Card hidden in his pocket suddenly began to beat rapidly, just like a rabbit in his pocket.

Such an eager reaction was obviously a reaction to the necklace.

"Why did it suddenly react? Could it be related to the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce?" Kloya was surprised and took the necklace calmly.

Then he said to Moira: "Please write down all the information about the Thorns of Justice. The information you provide will determine my attitude towards Ian."

After saying that, he got up and left.

Only Moira was left thinking deeply. She saw how much Chloe valued the Thorns of Justice. Plus, with Robb's presence...

Could it be that Kloa has learned the thorn cultivation method?

That is a treasure that even the royal family had lost long ago. It is said that the knight who was best at practicing that technique was captured by a wizard. Could it be that Kloya is the wizard's apprentice?
She silently took out a piece of paper, trying to recall all the legends about the Thorns of Justice and write them down completely.

……

the other side.

After returning to his own Mage Tower, Cloya took out the Holy Spring Crystal Card. The flashing light on it immediately stopped, and a somewhat anxious voice came from it:
"I have detected that you have the magical device of the president of the Semurio Continent branch of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce. Are you willing to sell it to our Chamber of Commerce?"

"We are willing to exchange items that you are absolutely satisfied with."

Kloya was slightly stunned.

The magic weapon of the president of the Semurio Continent branch of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce?
Isn't this something related to the Thorns of Justice?

Could it be that the branch president is related to the God of Order?
He pondered for a long time, and suddenly felt that the thing was a little hot in his hand, but since it involved the Thorns of Justice, he had to ask for clarification.

So, he said directly to Jingka: "I want to know what the connection is between the God of Order and the branch president of the Semrio continent."

"Use this necklace in exchange."

"..."

Shengquan Jingka was silent for a long time.

After about five minutes, the voice inside turned into a stranger, gender-neutral voice that could not be distinguished.

"Hello, dear Star Spirit."

"I am the Solon Holy Spring, one of the seven holy springs of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce."

This voice was obviously full of spirit and completely different from the original mechanical voice that sounded like a golem. It was as if there was really a polite gentleman communicating with him.

"Since you are fortunate enough to have obtained the relic of the president of the Semrio Continental Branch, I will tell you something."

"He is the God of Order who was forcibly buried in the World Tree by the Holy Spirit Gods of the Semrio Continent."

Hmm... well, Chloe had considered this possibility before, so he was only briefly surprised and didn't react much.

There is even a sense of relief that "it is as I expected".

The voice of Solon Holy Spring continued: "We have tried hard to bring all the contracts of Semrio Continent into the business scope of the Chamber of Commerce.

But unfortunately it failed in the end.

He was buried in the World Tree, and changed from a branch president to the nutrient that maintains the basic laws of the Semrio continent.

This may be the only proof of His existence and the only channel to mourn Him.

If you are willing to give it to us, I am willing to provide you with a way to leave the continent of Semrio at any time.

No matter where, when, no matter how much you take with you, no matter if anyone wants to stop you.

As long as you ask us, we will immediately take you and everything you own away from the continent of Semrio."

This bonus is really high. Before, Croa learned from the angel that the only way to leave the continent of Semrio is to go through the Town of Stars.

Now there is another path before us.

He was indeed tempted. No matter how good the treasure was, it was not as good as this road that could lead him into the vast starry world.

What's more, this is a trump card that can be used to save your life.

If it doesn't work, take your own Hanjiao Island with you and run away!

He opened his mouth and asked one last question.

"I want to know the connection between the Thorns of Justice and the God of Order."

Solon Holy Spring replied: "It is the creation of the World Tree. Although it was buried in the World Tree, the laws it carries still affect the World Tree.

The World Tree strives to use the laws signed by the creatures of the Semrio continent as an anchor to assimilate the power of these laws. Once the contract of the Temple of Order is used, it is impossible to escape the control of the World Tree.

Unless there is a more special force that can replace this force.

But please rest assured, we do not sense the order of the World Tree of the Semrio Continent in you."

Hearing this, Croa was glad that he had already assimilated the Contract of Justice with eternal magic, otherwise he and his men would not be able to leave this world.

Thinking of this, he simply threw the necklace into the spring formed by the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce.

"Plop~"

The small silver necklace sank into the holy spring.

"I'll give it to you. It's useless for me to hold it."

The sound of Solon's Holy Spring carries a touch of joy.

"Thanks you."

"I will give you a small gift, please accept it."

“I hope you will continue to cooperate with us.”

At the moment when the blue light of the holy spring went out, a shining, small meteor emitting clear starlight flew out from it.

It exudes eternal starlight, that clear and mysterious blue, like the ultimate in legendary magic.

Light from the astral world.

The Astral Body Imprinting Technique took effect immediately, marking its name diligently—