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

Chapter 134. The Joyful Little White Mouse

"Give it a try."

Kroa used water to wake Mir directly.

The latter opened his eyes groggily and instantly became fully awake.

"You're awake," Kroya said to him. "Just cast a random spell first."

Mir's heart pounded with excitement, his hands trembled.

"OK!"

"I'll do it right away!"

He chose to unleash his most proficient fire ring spell—in the circus, monsters and humans would run around inside fire rings.

When he tried to mobilize his magic, he did not feel the painful tearing sensation from the wound, but rather an extremely smooth flow of magic, as if it were water flowing naturally.

Grapes that grew from the Demon Field vines flowed through the vines and reached his fingertips.

"It really works! Lord Kroya, it really works!"

The magic took shape quickly.

The deep red flames flickered, then stretched and extended, quickly transforming into a round ring of flames over a meter high.

The laboratory was filled with scorching and dazzling light.

"My lord..." Mil was excited and wanted to say something.

Kroya shook her head: "Try casting a few more spells."

The fire ring spell was something he already knew, so it doesn't prove anything. The real success of the transformation lies in being able to cast spells that are normally impossible to cast.

Kroya had always found the magic that Mil knew very strange. The Fire Ring spell actually required a high level of control over magic power because it required a continuous output of magic power.

The advanced version of this magic, Fire Wall, is also level four, and it clearly states that it requires strong control over magic to learn.

So he genuinely didn't understand the logic behind it; the sample size was too small, so there was nothing he could do.

"Well……"

Mir hesitated for a moment, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face, his fingers fluttering like butterflies.

Colorful halos gathered between his fingers, a radiance all too familiar to Kroya—it was clearly rainbow-colored light.

Judging from this casting gesture and the fluctuations in magical power...

The rainbow-colored halo shattered into countless fragments after it took shape, which floated in the air and transformed into colorful butterflies, fluttering their wings and dancing.

Each flap of its wings scatters colorful phosphorescent powder around it, creating bizarre and wonderful scenes. Some are endless seas of clouds and deep abysses, while others are endless fields of flowers growing on volcanic lava...

The visual effects created by illusions are indeed much more exaggerated than those of other forms of magic.

"So what you wanted to learn was illusion magic."

Kroya reached out and touched one of the butterflies. The butterfly was immediately imbued with magic, and flames rose from its body. In the flames, it transformed into a noble and beautiful phoenix.

It fluttered merrily around.

He sculpted this phoenix based on his previous life's image; he had never actually seen what a phoenix looked like in this world.

Mir scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Back when I was in the circus, I thought about using these illusions to appease my friends, but I never succeeded in casting them."

We owe our success to you, sir!

Kroya nodded: "Since you want to learn illusion magic, I have several level two spells here. Study them carefully."

Also, you must learn these spells properly, so that when you take them out, you can ensure that none of them die.

He carefully selected some spells from the spellbooks brought by the original owner; these level one and two spells were just right for Mil.

The level three and four spells from the Mage Lords Alliance were still a bit too early for him.

Moreover, the contracts with the Lords' Alliance must be followed, unlike those with the Association.

Mil immediately obeyed Chloe's instructions, taking the pile of parchment Chloe gave him and going back to study and research it.

Becoming a monk has always been his dream.

Now that there is finally hope of achieving this, he will definitely seize every minute and second to study diligently.

Kroya watched him leave, then looked at the yam plant that had already grown a black fruit, hesitated for a moment, and picked it.

He held it in his hand and examined it carefully.

Since it's a magical plant, it must have a celestial spirit.

What he saw instead was... a pained face.

Although it is composed of simple black lines, it is still recognizable as Mil's face.

"This kind of astral entity is truly unprecedented."

He reached for a small knife and began to break down the palm-sized potato.

It's not some kind of elemental magical plant, so how can it bear pain? And what would happen if you ate this fruit?

A small knife made of gold metal gently sliced ​​through the thick skin of the sweet potato and immediately made a cut.

Inside was... complete darkness.

Beneath the intact peel lies rotten flesh, which fills the fruit in a liquid form.

It emitted an indescribable stench; after just a whiff, Kroya felt as if her nose was about to become unusable.

"..."

"Is what you're doing really taking care of your own child?"

Kroya added a spell to her nose before complaining, "I remember the Earth Membrane was supposed to help you grow more fruit."

Won't your fruit cry then?

The yam plant shook its leaves; clearly, its intelligence and mental strength had improved significantly after being irrigated by this magic.

It can even express the meaning of protest:

"No, this is not a fruit."

"If it's not a fruit, then what is it, your tumor? And isn't this called the Fruit of the Soul?" Chloe continued to ask.

This time, Hou Tu Shu couldn't answer, but it indicated that this was not a fruit.

Kroya didn't pay much attention and used his mage's hand to take out the black liquid and put it into a magic crystal bottle next to him.

He felt he really needed a kind of lab rat that he could experiment on at will; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to conduct experiments on such unknown substances.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the Holy Spring Crystal Card: "Let's buy it from the Holy Spring Merchant Guild."

After searching through the list of goods in the Holy Spring Merchant Guild, he found a level three magical beast, the Magic Crystal White Rat.

These white mice have a crystal-clear appearance, allowing you to clearly see their internal organs and everything they have swallowed. They also have a very strong self-cleaning ability.

No matter what you eat, as long as it doesn't kill you on the spot or exceed your tolerance, it can be excreted slowly.

This special ability comes from their environment—

According to the introduction, these magic crystal white mice originated from a plane that was on the verge of destruction, and they evolved into this form in order to adapt to the environment.

And it has also become accustomed to swallowing all sorts of strange things.

If you feed them regular food, they won't adapt well.

Because of this characteristic, they are considered the most recommended by the Holy Spring Merchant Guild as experimental subjects for mages to experiment with various magical potions and unknown substances.

"Then let's have this one, ten for a thousand magic crystals..."

He chose to buy these magic crystal white mice, and as the wise female voice of the Holy Spring Merchant Guild expressed her gratitude, ten short-tailed white mice of almost the same size immediately appeared in the Holy Spring vent.

Their appearance is like a sculpture carved from white crystal, and you can clearly see the various organs inside the body, which are also crystal clear.

Far from being terrifying, it actually possesses a strange and eerie beauty.

"Chirp chirp!"

The magic crystal rats ran over as soon as they spotted Kroya, and swaggered up his trouser leg.

They were all incredibly bold and had absolutely no fear.

"..."

This was the first time Kroya had encountered something like this.

He didn't stop the mice, but used the Astral Body Imprint Technique to examine them and found that their Astral Bodies were actually a golden color.

This gold wasn't the sacred gold, but rather a gold of excitement and joy.

It's as if no other emotions exist in their world, and even the consciousness they convey is—

"Wow, it's a new environment!"

"Ah, the monster-breeding plane of the Holy Spring Merchant Guild is so boring."

"This human smells so good, and he's so warm!"

The voices of the magic crystal mice were also full of joy and happiness as they crawled all over Kroya, but they didn't make people feel disgusted because they were just genuinely happy.

The joy of arriving in a new place, the joy of feeling the warm magic emanating from Chloe... such simple emotions.

They're just a few white mice, but they're actually quite cute.

Just like with people who love to laugh, most normal people wouldn't feel much malice towards them.

Even Kroya, who was exceptionally sensitive to emotional sounds, couldn't bring herself to experiment with them.

Because they were so happy, so happy that it made him feel cheerful.

This pure, joyful emotion made him feel that he had made some progress on the second chapter.

He reached out and grabbed a magic crystal white mouse, which chirped happily and looked around as if asking if there was anything to eat.

"...Alright, then you can try it."

Kroya took the crystal bottle, dripped a drop of black liquid, and fed it to the white mouse.

The latter eagerly swallowed the black liquid, and a drop of liquid, visible to the naked eye, slid down its esophagus.

Its body twitched twice, then it emitted an even more excited "chirp" sound.

They even couldn't wait to crawl into the bottle and drink to their heart's content.

"?"

Why are you suddenly happy?

Kroa looked at its celestial body strangely and noticed a black patch inside the golden celestial body.

That represents the emotion of pain.

Logically speaking, if an ordinary person were to have this experience, they would feel uncomfortable for a very long time.

But it's different for the Magic Crystal White Mouse.

"Wow, that feels so good!"

"What a comfortable kind of pain!"

"I want more, more!"

This is the voice of consciousness emanating from its astral body; for it, this pain seems to evoke a sense of pleasure.

The more pain you experience, the more pleasure you can experience.

Kroya stared at it and suddenly felt... could this also be considered a kind of evolutionary yearning?

Could you imprint a magic mark on it?

This thing seems to be able to absorb any negative emotion and digest it quickly, unlike the succulent that can only absorb the earth's pain.

If I observe too many emotional voices in the future, I may need this method to release them.

Isn't that the perfect comfort... for the rat?

(End of this chapter)