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

Chapter 146. The Vibration of the Symphony

When the symphony from Cloa began to play.

In the lake behind Hanjiao Island.

The mushroom surrounded by fireflies suddenly moved, and the angel on it opened its eyes, which shimmered with light.

He glanced towards the sea.

The platinum-gold light in his eyes seemed to disregard the distance in space, reflecting Kroa's figure in his holy eyes.

He murmured to himself, "The poem of the origin... no, only the sun."

He seemed to have known this for a long time, but now that it had been confirmed, his expression was surprisingly a little excited.

It's important to understand that even when the treasure was still present, it wasn't easy to use the Myriad Realms Reading Technique to find someone who cultivated the Origin Poem.

I didn't expect there to be one here.

Although it's just one piece, it's definitely quite special.

"We can't let him be discovered."

The angel stretched out his finger and gently traced a line in front of him.

Immediately, a platinum-gold ray of light pierced through the hazy veil of moonlight, retrieving a tiny iris from the garden that was not yet shrouded in moonlight.

This iris is a pure white-gold color, with its curved petals reflecting subtle light, layer upon layer, each petal exquisitely symmetrical.

"May you be free and see the light."

It seemed that taking this flower from that garden had consumed far too much of His power; He simply tossed the flower far away.

He fell down onto the mushroom.

Their eyes were still fixed on the deeper parts of the sea.

"The mermaid... helped me so much that I can't influence the present world, the derivation of infinite space, and the formation of causality."

That tree…

He took a couple of breaths and then had no choice but to fall into a deep sleep, curling up on the mushroom, which made the light emitted by the mushroom even dimmer.

……

Earlier, in the far reaches of the deep sea.

Mermaid City.

King Mihai sat on his throne, looking down at a woman who wore glasses but had a very youthful appearance.

The magic of the ocean surrounds his throne.

The warmth of the ocean current and the cold wind of the current converged around him, the former being clearly suppressed, leaving only the latter blowing endlessly from the ocean across the northern border of the Kingdom of Norland.

"I heard from my teacher a long time ago that the mermaid race has a treasure left behind by the consciousness of creation, and that wherever there is sea, it is your world."

The female magician pushed up her glasses.

A sharp glint flashed in those clear eyes.

Her elegant yet comfortable mage robe seemed to shimmer gently with starlight, making her feel as if she were enveloped in stars.

Even though she is petite and shorter than King Mihai, her presence is no less imposing, and she even seems to have the upper hand.

Keep in mind that this is the city of mermaids, located at the bottom of the sea. Even an abyss lord would be easily defeated by King Mihai in such an environment.

She asked with a smile, "Have you considered how many people in the Kingdom of Norland will be displaced by this sudden blizzard, and how many will fall into eternal sleep?"

"If the goddess seated atop the clouds saw you praying for the unborn little mermaid in this way, what kind of expression would she have?"

That's already quite a sharp statement.

The Mermaid King Mihai clearly showed displeasure on his face, but the man in front of him was the only legendary mage in the Mage Association at present.

Moreover, he was a very special legendary mage who was said to have entered the Aether Realm and obtained a special magical plant.

The magical plant called "Endless Mysterious Blue" could provide her with an inexhaustible supply of pure magic.

Even he had to be cautious, though he was still quite blunt with his words.

"The refinement of the Water Essence for our mermaid race was determined by Eurydice, the former apprentice of the mage Ilister."

Mihai smiled sarcastically: "The Mage Association has fallen to this state. My clan has finally waited for a mage to arrive, and even you cannot stop the birth of my clan's descendants."

Are you suggesting that it's all Lady Ilister's fault, Mage Dantalian?

"..." Dantalian's face showed a helpless expression.

There's no way to refute it.

She had indeed learned some things about this before she came. The Mage Association of the Kingdom of Norland was really stupid, sending only one mage every few hundred years, and that one was sent out due to internal strife.

After Illist left, almost all branches of the Mage Guild erased all traces of her existence, but surprisingly, even this matter was erased.

If Eurydice hadn't signed the contract under the witness of the Astral Bards' Guild, which gave it special legal effect, they probably would have gone straight to the Mage Guild.

Mermaids already face great difficulty in having offspring, and they have wasted hundreds of years of their lives.

Not a single mermaid has been born for hundreds of years...

Not to mention the merfolk, even she felt it was a bit too much.

"King Mihai..."

She opened her mouth as if to say something.

Suddenly, they both turned to look in a certain direction, their expressions shifting from surprise to confusion.

The latter, in particular, showed a hint of well-hidden joy amidst his surprise, though this went completely unnoticed by the mage Dantalian.

"What beautiful and magical music! It's so harmonious, as if it can encompass everything."

Dantalian frowned and said, "Could it be that a bard from the Astral Plane accidentally came here? The music was so fleeting..."

Those who managed to evade her perception were probably no longer in the northern border of the Kingdom of Norland; the bards from the Astral Plane were all running incredibly fast.

She then looked at King Michael and asked, "The ocean is your domain, do you sense anything?"

The latter shook his head: "All my magic is focused on the echoes of millions of ocean currents; I don't have the energy to pinpoint where I am."

"Is that so?" Dantalian frowned.

After this little incident, Dantalian was unwilling to linger any longer. She was in a hurry to return to the Mage's Guild to see if there really were any astral bards in this world.

The star array that the Titans helped them build should have been able to detect these anomalies.

If it really exists, then she should be able to enter the Astral Plane through the other party's channels, and wouldn't have to worry about cleaning up the mess for these idiots and good-for-nothings.

Her eternal motivation was the yearning for something higher, deeper, and more mysterious.

"King Mihai, I agree to your method of blessing the unborn mermaid... but after it's over, we need to help the northern border of the Kingdom of Norland recover."

"Let that young mage from Hanjiao Island assist you."

Dantalian stated her thoughts bluntly, her gaze sharp; if the other party refused, a fight might break out.

Once negotiations break down, only strength will prevail.

"Alright," King Mihai readily agreed.

"I promise you, after the ocean current blessing ceremony is over, I will work with the little mage of Hanju Island to help Norland's northern border recover."

He also wanted to get rid of this guy as soon as possible, since he was maintaining the magic of the ocean. If they really had to fight, it would be troublesome regardless of who won or lost.

"I hope you won't forget your promise."

After Dantalian finished speaking, her body vanished like a bubble. From beginning to end, her arrival here was nothing but an illusion.

After resolving this matter, Dantalian did not linger. She thought for a moment and sent a letter to Io, the leader of the Mage Lords Alliance.

Then, using magic, he constructed a long-distance spatial teleportation array, and in just an instant, he left the Kingdom of Norland and arrived at Star Town, located high in the clouds.

After she left, King Mihai's gaze lingered in the direction of Han Reef Island for a few seconds.

In the end, he shook his head and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

……

Of course, Kroya was unaware of what had happened in such a short period of time.

All he knew was that after he comprehended the symphony of the second chapter of the Orange Song, a strange white-gold iris flew over and landed on his finger.

There are also angelic voices inside:

"Please wear it, may you be free forever."

With that sound, the iris flower transformed into a small, exquisite ring, which fit perfectly on the index finger of his left hand.

He glanced down at it.

"Holy Light, Magical Freedom Iris."

It's a very unique name, and it looks just like the original "Holy Light Magic Clouds Dissipate Four-Leaf Clover" format.

It might also be something from Ark Garden.

The moment the ring landed on his finger, a strange light flashed around him.

Then he discovered... that all the magic related to symphonies that he had released had disappeared and hidden away.

To be precise, it's not that he can't see it, but rather that he can control and choose who sees it.

"this……"

He immediately realized the power of this thing; it could control and choose who could see it. This kind of magic was simply unprecedented and unheard of.

In other words, if I want to cast magic in the future, I won't have to worry about so many things.

but.

"It seems like only symphonies possess magic. Is this magic really that special?"

He squinted and carefully observed the magic emanating from the iris ring on his finger, confirming that it was an extremely complex magic rune.

Because it was worn on his hand, any magic that passed through his hands would be filtered by the magic emitted by the iris.

Filtered magic exists in a very peculiar state, almost as if it doesn't exist.

However, it seems that only the magical fluctuations belonging to symphonies are filtered and hidden by it; other magical fluctuations will not be affected.

"Such unique magic runes. I'll study them when I get back. If I can learn them..."

Even learning just a little bit of a magical rune that can conceal magical energy fluctuations would be of great benefit.

But before that.

He glanced into the distance, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

Because he had already sensed through the symphony who was emitting the deathly music.

That's... Samir.

"I understand the power of symphonic music, but I don't know if it can affect his soul."

After muttering something to himself, he walked toward the crowd.

(End of this chapter)