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

Chapter 72 72. Don’t Want to Bloom (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
Compared to the deserted coconut tree area, there are many people busy here at the Magic Field Vines.

They obviously all knew that this was the area that Croa focused on, and to be honest, the fields were indeed more important than the coconut trees.

Standing at a distance, Cloya took a quick look and saw Elena and a group of people clearing away the dead branches and leaves outside the coverage of the grape vines and transporting the accumulated water out.

They were working hard, some carrying water and some moving miscellaneous items.

On a messy ground, the mess is gradually sorted out, which looks really comfortable.

When the Demon Field grape vines encounter heavy rain, the roots bulge high and the land sinks, causing serious water accumulation outside the field, almost like an island in the lake.

If it is not dealt with in time, it will obviously be a little bit of a problem.

"Not bad."

He watched from a distance for a while and found that Elena seemed to be born with some talent for tending the land. She was quite familiar with the work and was very thorough in working with the servants.

Even if he had been doing farm work since childhood, he shouldn't have such a talent, not to mention that there was no arable land on the island. Before Cloya came, he relied on fishing for a living.

Is it because of his identity as the Son of the Harvest and the power of the Mother Earth?
"If she really has a talent for farming..." Kloya thought about it and decided to teach her some knowledge appropriately.

For example, how to better care for lily of the valley and thick potato.

If she could really learn it all and take care of it properly, Kloya would really give her more tasks and a higher position.

For those who are willing to learn and work hard, it doesn’t take much to give some investment and help.

To be honest, what he lacks now is talent.

Is there any talent more loyal than those you train yourself?

……

"Lord Lord!"

"Lord Lord!"

Croix's arrival caused a commotion among the servants.

They quickly put down the tools in their hands, knelt down on the spot and saluted with extremely pious expressions.

They all discovered that the sun was shining brightly on Hanjiao Island, and there was a flickering red halo not long ago.

All these things happened after Cloya arrived. They must be a good omen brought by the Lord!

The previous storm must have been an accident.

So, they came to tidy up the field as soon as they saw the storm was over.

"Yeah." Kloya nodded calmly: "Well done, when it's over, everyone can take a loaf of bread home."

The bread mentioned here is of course the bread made from Poseidon barley, whose status has actually become somewhat mythical.

What are the rumors on the island?

The Lord cultivated it using magic!

The magical plant unique to the royal capital!
Eating this bread can cure diseases, and some even say that eating it can make one a magician.

The farm servants on the remote islands knew almost nothing about the outside world, so they naturally yearned for things that were blessed by the dual halo of the royal capital and the magician.

So, when Cloya announced that each person would be given a loaf of bread, the twenty or so servants present immediately showed expressions of ecstasy.

The tone is also noticeably a little more loyal.

In their view, the "magic bread" given by the lord is a great gift from heaven!
Croa didn't pay any attention to it and looked at the vines in front of him.

It was different from the stormy situation at that time.

At this time, its vines and leaves have completely spread out, allowing as much sunlight as possible to shine on the lily of the valley and thick potato below.

It was a mess outside, but the land under its protection was neat and tidy, even the ground was clean, without even a fallen leaf.

Bunches of crystal clear grapes hang on the branches.

Each string is crystal clear like a gem.

Some light blue liquid was dripping slowly. After the liquid dripped onto the ground, it was quickly absorbed by the earth, and then a faint magical halo could be vaguely seen flashing across the surface of the earth.

"Ok?"

Out of curiosity, he went straight into the field, reached out to catch a drop of liquid that was about to fall to the ground, wrapped it with magic power, and observed it carefully in his palm.

This is very pure attributeless magic.

It feels like the composition is somehow related to the vines he produced with magic crystals. It should be the magic liquid mentioned in the introduction that can transform the earth into a magic field.

After observing, he threw the magic liquid on the ground and watched it seep into the soil.

Then he looked up at the grapes that were sparkling in the sunlight.

If the magic liquid drips down, will the grapes still exist?
Sure enough, the size of the grapes was shrinking visibly as the magic liquid dripped. If it continued to drip, they would disappear completely sooner or later.

He looked at the hundred or so bunches of grapes hanging on the vines and wondered: Can I also engrave some meditation methods on this thing, such as absorbing the magic power of the sun like a sunflower?

After thinking about it, he gave up.

Honestly, plants are naturally able to absorb magic from the air. Isn't this itself a form of meditation for capturing magic?
Burning more meditations obviously doesn't help.

Moreover, the magical tendency of the sun is so strong that he doubts that if magic such as Scarlet Song or Sun Flame Impact is also engraved on it, the Magic Field Vines will become Sun Vines.

What Croa needs is pure magic power.

At least before he plans to create a magic field with other attributes, it must be pure.

After reviewing all the magic he had learned, Cloya still couldn't think of any good solution.

And the most crucial thing is that he had no chance to trial and error with the magic crystal vines. If he made a mistake in engraving, it would be impossible to remove it.

Maybe it would destroy the precious magic crystal vines.

“It seems that we can only try it on other magic plants first, such as making them feel that the magic power is not sufficient and want them to work hard to absorb the magic power.

This desire..."

He narrowed his eyes.

He put the matter aside for the moment and began to inspect his magic field carefully.

The pink and blue lily of the valley still emits a soothing sound in the breeze.

Walking among them, surrounded by pink and blue flowers, you can feel the abundant vitality, which is a really good feeling.

As he walked, he suddenly felt something.

His eyes were fixed on a soothing lily of the valley that looked a little strange - its flower buds were tightly closed, standing out amid the melodious bell sounds.

"Oh?"

The Astral Body Imprinting Technique instantly penetrated it, and saw the Astral Body in its body, and also heard its consciousness -

“I don’t want to bloom.”

"Flowers must be picked, and flowers must wither."

"Why, why can't my flowers keep blooming?"

The voice was very weak.

Croa: “…”

Huh? What kind of idea is this?

Just because you don’t want your flowers to be picked and wither, you stop blooming?

Why does it feel a little... weird?

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