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

Chapter 62: Holy Light Clover
Sometimes, what you worry about is bound to happen - just like Cloya felt that the rain would not stop so soon.

As a result, it really lasted for three whole days without stopping. And it kept getting heavier and heavier, as if there was a hole in the sky.

The entire castle had become damp and cold, as if summer had suddenly turned into late autumn, making people feel cold and worried from the bottom of their hearts.

The cold magic is mixed with ominousness.

Such rainfall will naturally cause a lot of trouble.

For example, there are a series of complicated and trivial matters such as the placement of farm servants on the island, the storage of supplies, drainage, how to deal with crops, etc.

In addition, the rainfall increased suddenly and the sun was completely invisible, so Kroa had no way to meditate.

So he had to pause his progress, call together his current team, and hold a meeting to confirm the current situation.

The members of the meeting included Robert, four knights, and Bartos, the former lord of the Reef.

In the conference room.

Croa sat at the head of the table and asked Bartos directly, "Has this happened before?"

Bartos said bitterly, "No, although Hanjiao Island is located by the sea, it has never rained so continuously. The heaviest rain during my tenure only lasted for one day."

Sure enough.

What caused this abnormal rain?
"Yeah." Kloya nodded calmly and looked at Rob: "How is the placement of the personnel going?"

Rob, who had been busy these days, looked a little pale.

This is thanks to the Morning Dew Potion and Sea Coconut Potion provided by Kloya, otherwise I would have collapsed from exhaustion.

He immediately replied: "The servants and their food have all been moved to higher ground and are being guarded by people sent by Art."

Although his complexion was not good, his voice was still full of energy.

Art quickly replied, "Don't worry, Master Mage, there won't be any problems over there."

As a knight, he knew exactly what Cloa was worried about.

In such a storm, and this extreme weather only occurred after Croa arrived.

If someone makes some inappropriate remarks, such as "the lord brought the disaster" or "the gods are dissatisfied with Croa's management of the Reef Island", these are stupid remarks.

If someone really believed that, it would definitely shake Croa's prestige, increase the difficulty of management, and might even lead to a riot.

Although it would not pose any threat to Croa, it would definitely be very troublesome if something like this happened.

So everything has to be nipped in the bud before it happens.

For this reason, even killing some people doesn't matter - this is taken for granted.

"Okay, I believe you." Kloya was silent for a second: "How is the Poseidon barley harvest going? How much is edible?"

With Elena's continuous supply of tears, Poseidon barley was already growing well and had expanded to an area of ​​two acres.

On the first day when it rained, Robert misjudged the duration of the heavy rain because he listened to Bartos and did not send anyone to harvest.

As a result, he felt something was wrong the next morning.

Even with the help of the dolphins, ducks and fish schools arranged by Cloya, it took a lot of energy and time to barely collect a part of them.

It was already the third day when Croa asked him, which actually gave him enough time.

Rob replied: "About half is edible."

Croix's expression eased a little. This incident made him realize that just planting the trees by the sea would not work.

If this situation happens again, and if the scale of planting is large, it will be more difficult to harvest the crops, and there may even be losses of manpower.

The servants were his wealth, and he intended to train the existing servants well and did not intend to use them as consumables.

After thinking for a moment, Cloya continued to ask: "Then take good care of them. When the rainstorm is over, I will think of a way to plant them on the island. How much food is left in the castle?"

"Before the rainstorm, I just bought a batch of food from Seriou, enough to last for half a month."

Kloya was not very worried about this. If it really didn't work, he could still buy some food through the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce.

In the wizard's world, the price of ordinary food is really not that high.

……

In the next half hour, Cloya asked about every detail. For some of the questions, he did not give direct solutions, but only guided Robert and several knights to come up with solutions.

After all, he is a time traveler and often surfs the Internet, so he knows some tips on how to avoid epidemics.

The environment is cold, damp and unsanitary, and with so many people living together in the cave, if someone gets sick and spreads the disease, it would take a lot of effort to solve the problem.

While they were discussing, Mu Yao Qu Teng Wang suddenly touched him and said, "Master, there is something strange over there in the lake in the back mountain."

When Croix heard this, his heart skipped a beat. This was truly a troubled time. I hoped it wasn't a bad thing.

He left the meeting room without saying a word and headed towards the lake behind the castle with a gloomy face.

The moment he stepped into the rain, a light blue shield made of magic power immediately flashed on his body, wrapping him like a ball.

The rain was separated by magic under his feet, and the mud could not touch him at all. He walked straight towards the back mountain in a hurry.

As a result, when he rushed to the lake, he found...

There was a holy white beam of light rising from the lake and slowly flying towards the sky.

It seemed to be rising with great effort. Every meter it rose seemed like a great effort, and the holy light dimmed a little.

But despite this, the light still illuminated the surrounding environment, and there seemed to be a very neutral but compassionate voice echoing faintly -

"If the rain never stops, please let it all fall on me."

Kloya stood aside and watched silently, his eyes fixed on a small white grass in the center of the light column.

The grass had four leaves, about the size of a baby's palm at most. It looked very fragile, yet so sacred.

But there was a wing-shaped halo around it, as if an angel was embracing it. It rose higher and higher in the light column, as if it was about to rise into the highest dark clouds.

Kloya originally thought that this was another gathering of holy light created by mushrooms, but he accidentally felt the astral body of this little grass.

What surprised him was that the star spirit body in the grass was actually made up of very regular but simple lines, and looked like a spell model.

Its consciousness was also very pure, it just echoed:

"rain……"

"Please don't fall behind."

"I carry the abnormal dark clouds."

At the same time, Croa also learned its name -
[Four-leaf Clover that dispels the dark clouds of holy light and magic]

A very special name.

"..."

Through its consciousness, Kloya seemed to see the mushroom growing quietly at the bottom of the lake, and also saw the white angel spreading its wings.

He, too, seemed to have seen Croix.

Looking at each other.

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(End of this chapter)