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

Chapter 292 292. Today is the Bard

"This is definitely legendary magic."

Chloë was fascinated by the power of the constellations.

The feeling of ignoring space and distance and being able to attack as long as he had his own mental power as a beacon made him feel as if he had become a god - although the gods in this world all had some serious illnesses to varying degrees, the experience of the power of gods was really good.

What's more, this thing also satisfies his long-cherished desire to strike from a long distance without showing up, just like some of the games he played before, where he could bring down "divine punishment" just by tapping the panel.

The only problem is that after using the constellation this time, it will take several days to recharge the energy. After all, this is just a "young constellation".

He recalled the feeling, frowned suddenly, and muttered to himself: "But why does the process of crossing space feel so smooth?"

When I cast the magic just now, there was almost no delay or barrier, and the light from the constellation descended on the main plane in an instant.

Is it more than 0.01 seconds?

You know, when casting a fireball in the main plane, you have to consider the magic environment and air resistance. But it turns out that the astral plane doesn't care about that much?
He clearly remembered reading a book about the astral realm, which said that casting spells in the astral realm was extremely difficult.

After much thought, he felt that it could only be the special nature of "Poem of the Rainbow".

The sun is originally a kind of star, so it seems completely reasonable that it spreads quickly in the starry sky.

"It seems I need to get used to it. If I can enter the astral world in the future, the ability to cast spells at will should be of great help to me."

"I've already learned the second one, so why is there still no progress on the first one?"

Croix thought back to the still blurry first chapter in cyan, feeling a little depressed.

This is the case with "Poem of Rainbow". In a sense, it all depends on a flash of inspiration and coincidence. If you can't learn it, you just can't learn it.

But he soon figured it out. Since he couldn't learn it so quickly, he might as well take it slow.

After taking his eyes off the starry sky, he began to think about what to do next.

Since Deimos has surrendered to him, he can act more boldly and be more domineering in occupying territories outside the North.

The inheritance given by Mia, the two books on death magic, and the prophecy... all need to be studied further.

However, the most urgent and important task is the infrastructure outside the North.

King Nolant and the Mage Association will support his actions, so he also needs to provide sufficient logistical support.

This was his price in exchange.

He planned to take advantage of this opportunity to take control of the entire Norant Kingdom's food supply and begin to radiate his influence outward.

It is not enough to just make friends blindly, but if you are very powerful and can offer enough benefits in exchange, then you will be surrounded by many flowers.

The War Legion is one of them.

The reason why he allowed his legion to use tough violent means to quickly wipe out everything this time, besides thinking that taking it slow was a waste of time, was because it scared people.

He wanted to show people the fighting power of his legion—let those people see the most superficial fighting power.

This way, a large number of people who don't understand the current situation can be prevented from disgusting him. As for those smart people who think they can beat him, they will come sooner or later.

Then he will show his hidden killer move.

After all, who would have believed that in just a few years, he could build up a powerful force that could be compared with the Knights of the Church of the Seven Gods?
But then again, even if the infrastructure and fields in the North are already producing at their full capacity, it would still be extremely difficult to produce more crops.

But there is a difference between ordinary crops and magical plants. Even with the help of magic, they cannot be ripened immediately. Ordinary people will have some problems if they eat ripened crops for a long time.

It may lead to a series of horrifying mutations such as developmental abnormalities and physical deformities. That is the impact of magic on the human body.

In this regard, ordinary crops are even more delicate than magic plants. They need sunlight, air and water, unlike magic plants, which can be planted as densely as long as the magic environment is good.

He couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought of this: "It seems that I have to go there myself... We can't use the Elf Band outside the North, so I have to think of a way."

He was actually a little reluctant to leave his warm and comfortable home, but the situation outside required him to take action.

Once the Elf Orchestra appears in the outside world and is discovered by the people of the Church of Mother Earth, it will be very troublesome - the tuning will not be discovered in the North, but it will definitely be discovered in the outside world.

Right now, he cannot allow the Church of Mother Earth to confront him head-on.

"So we can only think of other ways. We can't always rely on miracles like this. The world is so big, there is always a way to solve it."

He thought about it for a while, but he didn't feel troubled. Instead, he had a vague expectation of solving the problem in the magician's way.

Just like that, after making some preparations, he walked out of the Mage Tower, silently looked up at the vast sky, and watched the dawn in the east.

The golden-red sunlight was rising slowly, and thousands of rays of light pierced through the cold and darkness of the north.

His eyesight was very good. He saw the woman waking up from her sleep and preparing breakfast in a hurry, the children being urged to go to school, the man preparing to go to work, the magic plants stretching their bodies, and the magic beasts shaking their fur...

He watched this scene quietly, and suddenly he felt a very strange excitement. He thought of the vast land and world in front of him... He really didn't walk through it properly.

There wasn't even a chance to get some sun.

To the extent that even when I go out like this, I feel instinctively excited.

He thought quietly for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands.

"Oh right, the bard, singing and traveling."

"I have only been able to sing now, and have not traveled at all."

Although he couldn't abandon his own power and travel around the continent without any worries, he could definitely travel to those places that he had already occupied.

He glanced at the North again and muttered to himself, "In order for me to see more scenery, I have to occupy more territory."

Thinking of this, he looked forward to this trip even more.

He even went back to the wizard's tower and changed his clothes on the spot - a very standard set of bard's clothes.

Pointed boots, flowing cloak, half-new clothes on the body, hat on the head and harp in the hand.

At this time, the gopher wood harp had become extremely rustic and old, and it really looked like an ordinary harp that could be bought for a few copper coins at a roadside stall.

"Yes, you do look more like a normal person than a wizard. Today is the day for you to guest star as a bard."

He looked at his outfit and left the Mage Tower very satisfied, planning to find a pet to follow him - a duck would be a good choice.

Behind him, the tower spirit watched his figure leave with great curiosity. It felt that its master seemed very excited, even more excited than when he got Deimos.

Why is that?
……

Croa soon arrived at the bottom of the sea.

This is the habitat of the fish-tailed sea duck.

At this time, after being cultivated and engraved by Croa, the Fishtail Duck can be said to have become an army. It can't be said to be rampant in the sea, but it's almost there.

When he came here and just stepped into the territory of the fish-tailed sea duck, a few ducks even quacked, as if to warn them.

The next moment, the little ducks that were leisurely playing on the ancient forage fungus hid underground and disappeared. A large number of big ducks that were stronger than geese and wearing armor made of fish scales and bones walked out in a line.

"quack!"

"quack!"

Accompanied by a majestic "quack" sound.

They surrounded Croa, the "uninvited guest", like an army. Each duck had a pearl necklace around its neck and a magic water sword floating beside it.

They stood there vigilantly, looking at Kloya cautiously, and for a moment they couldn't figure out who this strange bard in strange clothes was.

"..."

Fishtail Sea Duck Army?

Kloya scratched his hair and suddenly wondered if he hadn't paid attention to the Warcraft Legion for too long. How come these fish-tailed sea ducks have all changed their professions to sword cultivators?

He blinked, stretched out his fingers and gently plucked the strings of the harp.

The vast magic power from the wizard instantly formed a number of ice cones that were filled with cold air around them. There were so many of them that they visually surrounded the flock of ducks.

"Quack!" The flock of ducks suddenly became chaotic.

They instinctively sensed something was wrong and took the initiative to attack.

The ducks in the front with particularly thick feathers had some feather shields appearing on their bodies to block the attack, while the rest of the ducks sprayed out ice cones and controlled the water swords to attack.

For a moment, there were attacks from all directions.

"Oh, you still understand this."

Croa looked at his ice cone being blocked, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he plucked the strings of the harp again.

This time, a large number of red fireballs appeared.

Densely packed, they floated behind him.

The fiery light immediately drove away all the icy cones and icy magic, as if the sun had descended to the bottom of the sea.

"Quack!" The ducks became chaotic and panicked the moment they saw the fireballs. The ducks stuck their butts out and buried their heads in the ancient forage fungus, trembling in fear. They had lost all their will to fight.

"Ok?"

"Don't you know how to resist?"

This scene made Kroya feel a little familiar.

It seems like... when I first tamed the ducks, they also expressed their submission in this way, right?

But these ducks are obviously not the same batch as before.

It's obviously a new generation.

Could it be the ducks’ experience?
Just when he was feeling confused, suddenly, a shadow flapped its wings and flew towards him from a distance, so fast that it made people's eyes go dark.

A very strong big duck landed in front of him.

The duck's feathers are a luxurious mix of dark blue and gold, and its head is crowned with feathers and a fleshy crest.

Its eyes are extremely sharp and bright. Although it is just a duck, it inexplicably has a sense of dominance.

"It's you, duck!"

Kloya recognized it immediately. This was the Fishtail Sea Duck King that he had beaten up. Now it had actually advanced to the fourth-level magical beast in terms of magic power.

"Quack!" The Fishtail Sea Duck King made a gentle call and lowered his head respectfully to Kloya, allowing his most fatal weakness to be exposed in front of the wizard.

When the other ducks saw their leader like this, they quickly bowed their heads respectfully. The mountain of ducks and the sea of ​​ducks were quite spectacular.

Cloya finally understood, patted its smooth feathers, and said:

"You've come at the right time. Come with me. I'm in need of a pet suitable for a bard."

"Well...but you have to be a little cuter."

After looking at the Fishtail Sea Duck for a while, Kloya began to engrave it with the "Phantom Cloud Transformation" which was a combination of the Phantom Cloud Serpent and the Real Transformation.

[Marking completed, Fishtail Sea Duck King (Illusion Cloud Transformation)]

[A special transformation magic that can only be performed by a monster with "feathers". After turning the feathers into mist, the transformation magic is performed at the cost of consuming the feathers.]

A feather fell from the Fishtail Sea Duck King's body, and in the mist, it transformed into a duck that was about half a person's height, with a light yellow body and a silly look.

Then it hugged Cloya's thigh, with an especially bright look in its eyes, and rubbed it directly.

This is much cuter and more harmless than the domineering duck just now.

"Yeah, the feathers are very soft and plump."

Croa nodded in satisfaction and left with it.

The other ducks watched their king and his master leave, then they breathed a sigh of relief and began to play and fight.

……

The man and the duck boarded the newly opened train on Hanjiao Island, intending to use this method to reach the front-line station in the west.

After getting in the car, Cloya first sent a message to the apprentices through the mushroom people's network, asking them not to be anxious, to conduct an investigation first, and then wait for him to come over.

Then, he found a place to sit down with the chubby duck in his arms, and looked around -

This is the latest magic train to be put into use. The interior is simply decorated and there are ample spaces between the seats so there is no crowding.

The magic lamp cast a bright light, and there was no feeling of bumps in the car. All I could see was the scenery outside the window quickly receding, which was dazzling.

"I remember the number of passengers on this platform was... 1,500, right? It's already full."

He looked around and was slightly surprised.

The car was already full of people, including mages in robes, warriors in armor, nobles in gorgeous clothes, and ordinary people in cloth.

At first glance, this outfit, combined with the surrounding high-tech decoration, even made Kloya feel a strange sense of disconnection.

It was like watching a large-scale imitation show.

"Friend." A young man dressed as a warrior heard what Cloya said and said enthusiastically, "Judging from your attire, you should be a bard, right?

You don't know yet, the Western Territory is carrying out the work of clearing out monsters and carrying out infrastructure construction. The masters of Hanjiao Island have already rushed over there, and we all want to find work to do.

I heard that you can eat all you can eat magic bread there!"

The young warrior couldn't help licking his lips when he talked about magic bread, and a hint of desire appeared on his slightly immature face.

Well... when the outside world is affected by the locust plague and food supply is insufficient, the North is suddenly recruiting workers like this. The key is that we can definitely have enough to eat.

This is simply heaven for some warriors.

You have to know that fighters eat a lot, and for them, food can be directly converted into combat power. If they are not full, they will have no combat power and may even gradually downgrade.

"I see. There weren't that many when I came to the North."

"But I just arrived in the North." Croa smiled back: "I heard you said there are a lot of recruits there? Can I go and join?"

"Alas, the North is good, but there are too many good things, and money is spent really quickly."

"That's true. There are too many good things in the North. Although the gold coins and magic crystals required are not many, there are too many things!"

The young warrior nodded in agreement, carefully recalled the job description, and said, "It should be possible. I heard that bards and wizards who know some music magic are also very popular.

Legend has it that the Duke of Hanjiao Island is a master of music magic, and even the elves can't compare to him!"

At this point he revealed a look of regret: "It's a pity that direct entry to Hanjiao Island is not allowed. I didn't even have the chance to meet the Duke."

Oh?
Croix said, "I am fortunate to have heard the Duke's music. Although I am definitely not as good as you, I can still imitate it."

He was in a really good mood today, and when he looked around, he suddenly had some inspiration.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment.

He then reached out and touched his gopher harp and began to play, without using any special magic, he just simply played the music.

But even without using magic, the music he played was still very special——

The clear and elegant music coming from the harp strings was initially drowned out by the voices of people talking around. But as time went on, more and more people stopped talking and listened to this rare and beautiful music with an intoxicated look on their faces.

They are obviously heading towards hard work and busying themselves for a living, but at this moment they feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

It seemed that even the sunlight outside the window became brighter, and with the breeze blowing, the approaching winter was as bright as spring.

Croa was also immersed in this rare experience. He felt that although he did not use the magic of "Rainbow Poetry" this time, his understanding of "Rainbow Poetry" became deeper.

It was a very ordinary piece of music, played very casually, without even any score or tune, he just played freely as he pleased.

The lack of any restrictions actually gave him a lot of inspiration, and he even felt comfortable and relaxed while playing.

Time passed quickly with his music.

When the train arrived at the station, Cloya just plucked the last string to end the performance - this golem train was actually intelligent, and it was also deliberately helping Cloya play.

Well, this is a car that knows how to survive. Maybe it can get a promotion, a raise, and some more high-energy motor oil.

"We have arrived at the western frontier station. Please take care of your belongings and don't lose them..."

The gentle female voice woke up the people who were immersed in the music, but they were not in a hurry to leave, but expressed their gratitude to Chloe.

"sounds so good!"

“I feel like I have the strength to work!”

"You must be a powerful bard!"

After expressing their gratitude one after another, they left with Cloya's somewhat shy smile, walked out of the car, and headed towards their own lives in the bright sunshine.

Music can indeed make people feel happy. No matter what the difference in identity, occupation, or even experience is, it cannot affect the happiness that music brings.

And Cloya finally stood up slowly, thinking about something in his mind. Although the music he played this time was very ordinary, he felt that it was not impossible to compose a song.

For example, it could be called... "Journey in the Morning Sunshine"?
Thinking about it this way, he felt that it was indeed feasible. Now it was time for him to study his own music magic. He was already a sixth-level wizard, so how could he rely solely on the classics of his predecessors?
After thinking for a while, he looked to the side: "Why haven't you gotten off the car yet?"

The young warrior at the side seemed to have been waiting for Cloya. When he heard this question, he quickly replied: "I want to see where you work. It would be great if I could hear your piano every day!"

As he said this, he scratched his hair a little embarrassedly.

Croix didn't think anything of it.

He nodded. "Okay, I don't know much about this place either. Can you tell me about it?"

"Okay, okay!" The young soldier nodded quickly.

The two got out of the car and headed towards the bustling front-line base in the distance.

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