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

Chapter 83 83. News from Gopherwood
After watching Elena leave, Cloya instructed King Mu Yao Qu Teng to give the former a copy of the "Magic Manipulation Manual", and then turned his attention back to this olive branch.

"It's still active." He breathed a sigh of relief.

This thing was what he had just taken out by using the magic power in the notebook of the secret room at the bottom of the lake to open the seal.

I don't know what level the sealing magic circle is, but it still keeps the olive branch active until now, which means it can be planted through cuttings.

This is good news. Although the planting time may be a little longer, it doesn’t matter as long as the results can be seen.

It’s just time. What he lacks the least is time.

"Mu Yao, I leave it to you!"

After resolving a worry, he handed the olive branch to Mu Yao Qu Teng Wang, who had already prepared the magic field in the laboratory and could start cultivation directly.

He picked up another bottle next to him and looked at it carefully.

The bottle contains beige potion, and you can vaguely see golden and blue lights flickering inside, which looks very extraordinary.

It is a brand new potion that has been bred by the magic-binding plant, a mixture of the sea coconut potion and the morning dew potion.

After trying it, Cloya found that the effectiveness of this thing was not only improved several times... it was almost close to a third-level potion.

But it's normal to say the least.

Its raw materials are the Yangyan power transformed from sunflowers and the essence of water, both of which are rare materials.

Exclusive engravings and legendary wizard's skills are included.

If under such conditions, an ordinary potion was produced, it would be abnormal.

"What a pity. I don't know how Seriou is doing...why not sell it to Baron Kemoye after he gets better?

What's a good name..."

Cloya muttered a few words, opened the bottle cap directly, and drank it all in one gulp.

Of course there is nothing wrong with his body.

I simply wanted to taste this new potion and experience its effects.

You worked so hard to make this magic potion, you can't just save it for sale and not take it yourself, right?
The purpose of earning magic crystals is to develop and enjoy better life. If you want to eat, of course you have to eat. Otherwise, wouldn’t that be putting the cart before the horse?
"Well."

The first taste of the potion was the warmth of the Yangyan force and the unique coconut fragrance of the Sea Coconut Potion. The potion was extremely long and smooth, almost sliding all the way down the throat into the stomach.

Wherever it flows, there is a slight burning sensation at first, followed by a long-lasting cool sensation.

As a mage, Croa could feel their magic power repairing his body - if there was even the slightest abnormality, they would repair it.

Chloe closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

Allow your thoughts to slow down.

The Sunflower Elf was lying on his head, and the Thirsty Sea Fluorescent Algae was on his body, both absorbing the magic power of the sun and then transferring it to Croa.

Without him making any movement, the magic power in his body increased visibly.

Days like this are really pleasant.

……

Time flies in the leisurely days.

In the blink of an eye, it was four days later.

Kloya arrived at the lotus building on time at night. He observed the thorns growing on the carriage and couldn't help but smack his lips.

Those strange white thorns were growing very lushly at this time, and had even begun to grow towards the ground outside the carriage.

The pure white thorns without a single flaw looked extremely dazzling, and the magic within them could not accommodate even the slightest bit of other colors.

It seems to be still strong.

However, through observation, Kloya saw that their celestial bodies had begun to become unstable, and the composition of their magic power was gradually beginning to collapse.

The white thorns were visibly withering and disappearing under his gaze.

In almost the blink of an eye, they completely withered and turned into ashes falling to the ground.

"The Thorns of Justice..." He sighed, came to the side of the carriage, and directly lifted the curtain to look inside.

Baron Kmoyer, who had looked somewhat miserable before, was now lying on a soft cushion, and the thorns that had originally covered his body had almost all disappeared.

There was only a small thorn on his chest.

Its color is somewhat different from the thorns just now. Although it is still white, it is not as pure as white. Instead, it has a kind of pure taste.

Croa carefully peeled it off Baron K'moyer's body with his wizard hands, then fed him some potion.

The thorns were brought to Croa by the wizard's hand.

He stared at the thorn and suddenly noticed that its description had changed from "the thorn of justice" to "the mother plant of the thorn of justice."

This change made Cloya slightly stunned, and he immediately went to the other carriages to check them one by one.

As a result, the thorns of justice on Baron Kmoyer's men had all disappeared, and there was no "mother plant" left like the baron.

“Could this be the mother plant?”

He muttered to himself, "Then how does it spread?" In the world of magic, there are actually many kinds of magical plants that can spread themselves through different channels, such as blood, magic power sources, anger sources...

Anyway, once it is planted in one person, it will gradually infect everyone in this way.

To deal with this kind of evil plant, you only need to remove the roots of its mother plant, and the others will wither and disappear directly.

What about Baron Moyer?
After a brief thought, he said with certainty: "Contract."

If there is any connection between so many people and Baron Kmoyer, it is the contract - and it also fits its characteristics.

Generally speaking, these people will sign a blood contract with their masters, and while enjoying special treatment, they also have to do the most dangerous things.

After making this guess, beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead and his expression became a little serious.

Contract!
Isn't it the Temple of Order that has the most contracts in this world? All of them come from the power of order. Does this count as the same source?

If this is true, if the Temple of Order possesses this kind of magic plant, wouldn't it be able to make the Thorns of Justice bloom on all those who have signed the Contract of Order in a very short period of time?

How many contracts has the Temple of Order sold so far? And they are sold at almost the same low price. How many people have been connected by the contracts?

Maybe he was just overthinking it, and he also hoped that he was just overthinking it.

He took a deep look at the thorn in his hand and put it directly into the largest star crystal bottle.

Before he figured things out, he probably wouldn't use these thorns casually, and he would even use the Contract of Order less frequently.

There are also many gods and means that can guarantee the validity of the contract, so there is no need to worry too much.

……

The next day, when the sunlight shone through the ceiling, Baron Kmoyer finally woke up.

He stretched lazily out of habit.

After I stretched my legs, I realized that all the thorns around me had disappeared!

"Ah!?" The Baron could not help but exclaimed. He hurriedly left the car and saw Cloya resting with his eyes closed outside.

"Master Croa!"

He called out tentatively, and Kloya slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

The Baron thought that Cloya must have cast some special magic to be so exhausted?
Magic that can dispel these thorns...

Thinking of this, his attitude became more respectful, and he even showed a hint of respect for his superiors, which he himself did not realize.

"Thank you very much, Lord Croix." The baron said, "If you need any help, I swear on my family emblem that I will do my best!"

For a noble, swearing by his family emblem is more solemn than swearing to God.

"It's settled." Kloya nodded casually, "I have done what I promised you. Give this bottle of potion to your men. It's a gift from me."

After giving him a brand new potion with the wizard's hand, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Once Kemoye experienced the benefits of this magic potion, he didn't believe that the other party would not come looking for him.

But the baron held the bottle and called to him: "Wait a moment!"

"Huh?" Kloya asked in confusion.

Baron Kemoye seemed to be struggling for a moment before he whispered, "Master Mage, I will provide the materials. Can you help me make some magical instruments or scrolls to fight against the undead?

I...I can give you a message.

News about Gopherwood."

The three words "Gopherwood" made Cloya's pupils shrink slightly.

That... that is the legendary seventh-level magic plant, and it is a special seventh-level magic plant. Even the Mage Association's atlas marks it as extremely rare.

It is a spiritual wood that contains natural magic. It is said to have some mysterious effects that can eliminate disasters and help humans regulate their own fortunes.

When he first considered making his own magical harp, the first thing that came to his mind was this strange magical plant - it was just a delusion.

He once tried to ask the Shengquan Chamber of Commerce, but the latter simply replied that they did not have enough authority and that only members above level five could get the information.

A treasure that cannot even be bought.

As a result, a small baron now said that he had information about this magical plant?
The first reaction is disbelief.

Are you kidding me?

The look in Croix's eyes also expressed this.

But after the baron said this, he calmed down. He said seriously: "I didn't lie to you. I did find information about gopher wood in the ruins."

He looked directly at Croa and continued, "In that ruin, in the deepest part of the world of the dead, there is a seedling of Gopher wood! I saw it with my own eyes!"

"I want to cooperate with you. I want to obtain the treasures in the world of the dead. Gopherwood can be yours."

As he said this, his eyes were filled with burning ambition, as hot as flames.

Clearly, this was a nobleman with his own ideas.

Want to continue to climb up, want to get a higher status...

(End of this chapter)