What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 109. The Baron Who Flew Up

Serving as an experimental subject was already a routine part of Mil's life, and he had little room to refuse Kroya's requests.

Having spent so long in the circus, he had long since learned to read people's expressions and moods; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived for so long.

He immediately and readily replied, "As long as I don't die, you can experiment on me however you like, sir!"

Kroya nodded in satisfaction.

"Then you can go to another room and wait there. I will have someone bring you hot water and food."

"Get some rest, I'll come and get you in a bit."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

After bowing cheerfully, Mir followed the Phantom Cloud Serpent away.

Kroya first put the cage back into the shell, then tidied up the room and instructed King Muyao to call the Baron over.

He decided to deal with the Baron matter first, as the research on Mil might take a long time.

Shortly after giving instructions to King Muyao Quteng, Baron Kemoye entered.

"It's been a while since we last met. You're still as powerful as ever."

The baron spoke first, praising the work before eagerly asking, "Mage Kroya, have you successfully completed it?"

"Hmm." Kroya nodded.

He removed the white cloth covering the table, and immediately a pair of wings and a clay tablet scroll appeared underneath.

"It's finished."

"Now all that's left is for you to activate them with your own power, and then it will be a complete success."

"Ah!" The baron walked over, letting out a satisfied sigh as he stroked the wings and mud tablets with his hands. "I've only ever seen these treasures in the family's paintings. I'm truly grateful to you for bringing them back to life."

Since he specifically requested these items, he must have read and understood them carefully. He might not be able to make them, but he will definitely use them.

Without hesitation, the baron used the dagger he carried to cut his finger, and blood immediately dripped onto his wings.

At the same time, he chanted: "Light-wielding spirit from the light, form a pact with me..."

"...Uh." Kroa frowned.

Something seems off about this contract.

As he spoke, the flames of prayer flowing within his wings suddenly converged toward the wound on his fingertip, and the wings themselves melted in the flames.

The golden and white liquid flowed directly into his wound.

The baron's body trembled.

Clearly, the sensation of these metals and flames surging into his body was not pleasant; his veins bulged, and sweat dripped from his face.

"..." They actually used this method.

Kroya watched from the side, her eyes filled with a serious expression.

The Wings of Prayer for Light actually have two different ways of being used. The first is to install them directly on the back and use one's own power to stimulate the Flame of Prayer for Light.

This method allows for removal at any time.

It is simply used as a magical artifact.

The second possibility is the Baron's current situation—he circulates the liquefied Holy White Iron and the Fire of Prayer through his blood vessels, eventually converging them in his back.

The wings of Prayer of Light will form patterns on his back, and will open directly when needed.

Doing this is like growing your own wings, which greatly enhances your control.

But right.

Even though this thing is already considered brand new sacred metal, the feeling of it flowing through one's veins and then being burned by the fire of prayer must be very painful.

Just thinking about it made Kroya feel pain.

I didn't expect to use this method.

"He's really ruthless. But speaking of which, doesn't he have a method for cultivating Holy Light Battle Qi?"

Kroya stared at the Baron and suddenly felt a scorching heat rising from his body. Then, a bulge suddenly appeared on his back.

With a "rip" sound, the clothes tore.

Iron wings, silvery-white with burning golden flames, appeared on his back and spread out immediately. Flames and blood residue remained between the feathers and were still slowly dripping down.

When unfolded, it is about three meters long and takes up most of the room.

Every feather was trembling, as if announcing its arrival.

It truly resembles an angel descending to earth spreading its wings; these wings are made of iron and possess an added touch of neat and orderly beauty.

"Wow~" Seeing this, Chloe couldn't help but clap her hands: "Baron, you really are ruthless to yourself."

"Great, let me help you."

As he spoke, he grasped a crystal of water essence placed inside a magic crystal, and a deep blue magic pattern appeared on the web of his hand.

Water droplets, like a curtain of rain, sprayed out from within and slowly fell on the Baron's back. His bloodied back showed obvious signs of healing as the water droplets fell.

This is the Water Restoration Spell from the Water Magic.

Baron Kermoyer felt the tearing pain in his back ease considerably under the water droplets, and he thanked them, panting, "Thank you, Mage Kroya."

"You're welcome." Kroya smiled. "Your will is admirable, but if I may be so bold as to ask... you must have some Light Battle Qi within you, right?"

When asking this question, Kroya's gaze remained fixed on the Baron's back, on where his wings grew out.

There, not only were water droplets from the Water Restoration spell flowing, but also a tiny, divine halo was circulating.

Although it is weak, its quality is truly excellent. Even without the help of the Water Restoration Technique, it should be able to help the Baron recover quickly.

That's right. Their ancestors were pioneering knights of the Papacy, so how could they not have left behind cultivation methods?

It's important to know that the battles faced by those pioneering knights were far more complex than those we see now. It's said that there were even traces of orcs in the Northern Regions back then.

They not only have to face the harsh natural environment, but also the harassment from magical beasts, magical plants, and orcs.

If their fighting strength wasn't strong, they would have been dead long ago, leaving not even bones behind.

"Hoo..." The Baron took a few deep breaths, trying to control his wings, and replied, "That's right, my ancestors did have the power of light and battle qi, and they even left behind seeds of battle qi."

But I haven't cultivated it, so all it has left is the ability to protect me.

"I see." Kroya nodded, reaching out to use magic to open the door. "You'd probably like to try flying high in the sky too, wouldn't you?"

"Please, I also want to see how good the magical artifact I made is."

"Of course." The baron took a few reluctant steps, but his face was full of anticipation, as he walked to the outside of the Lotus Reception Hall.

He peered up at the vast night sky, adjusted to it, and flapped his wings, golden flames burning within his silvery-white plumage.

It gradually rose into the air during the flapping process.

The pace was slow but determined.

As it took flight, flames and blood were spilled.

It successfully hovered in mid-air and then flew away into the distance. From being unfamiliar to becoming skilled, it was able to fly more than ten meters away with the last flap of its wings.

"Hmm, it flies pretty fast." Kroya looked at the Baron from below, actually thinking about what kind of magic to use to deal with such a flying target.

After thinking about it, he realized that this flight speed was quite slow for Kroya. If he wanted, he could easily block his path with simple spells like fireballs and ice spikes.

While being in the air is an advantage, the Prayer Wings can also manipulate the Prayer Flame. Perfectly controlling the Prayer Wings and the Prayer Flame within them is not an easy task.

At least for Kroa, it poses no threat whatsoever.

But to be honest, it really is quite beautiful.

"Should we arrange one for our subordinates as well, using the Water Yao Sword as their weapon and the Prayer Wings for flight and defense...?"

Let's create a set.

Kroya clapped his hands together, then patiently waited for the Baron to land, taking the opportunity to admire the clear starry sky over the sea.

As expected, not a single familiar constellation was found. These stars shone in the sky, yet they were filled with a sense of unfamiliarity and profound mystery.

After watching for a while, he shook his head and looked away.

……

Ten minutes later.

The baron, who had already tucked the Wings of Prayer into his back, followed Chloe back into the house. Although he was still twitching from time to time in pain, his expression was quite excited.

The desire to fly is something everyone is born with.

Flying with wings like this was an indescribably exhilarating experience. If he hadn't felt that his physical strength had reached its limit, he probably would have continued.

"Mage Kroya, this feeling is absolutely amazing!"

He couldn't help but share his joy: "The ritual implement you made seems to be even better than what my ancestors recorded."

"I can't believe my first flight lasted so long."

"That's great, isn't it?" Chloe smiled. "Come on, let's get this scroll done, then go and rest."

"Alright." The baron nodded, walked to the front of the mud tablet, and pricked his finger again.

Drops of blood fell into the center of the clay slab, in the unpatterned area.

After flashing a faint light, the clay tablet flew up automatically, shrank, and stuck directly to the back of his hand.

It turned into a small pattern and gradually disappeared.

With this, the three magical artifacts he ordered from Kroya were all completed.

Baron Cameron thanked Chloe again before turning and leaving, his steps slightly unsteady.

It was obvious that he had lost too much blood and had also consumed a lot of energy.

I estimate I'll need a good rest for a while to fully recover before I can ride the Wings of Prayer.

Having accomplished something, Kroya was in a good mood and instructed King Muyao, "Give him another potion when he wakes up."

"Yes, Master."

The new Morning Coconut potion is very effective in this situation. When he really can't live without the potions and conveniences provided by Kroya, it will be time to close the net.

……

After resolving the matter completely, Kroya led Mir and the Phantom Cloud Serpent, who had been given a quick wash and changed into clean clothes, into the laboratory.

When it comes to controlling and exploring magic, the Orpheus Swan Flute Tree is definitely the best.

Moreover, it has a bit of spirituality, making it easier to control.

"Stand in front of it."

"Pointing to the Orpheus Swan Flute Tree," Kroya instructed.

Mil stood obediently in front of the flute tree, and then felt music playing, and something burrowing into his wound.

As the object penetrated deeper, Kroa, who had been keeping a close eye on the Orpheus Swan Flute Tree celestial being, grew increasingly serious.

"How...how is this possible?"

In the end, he even rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had seen things wrong.

(End of this chapter)