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

Chapter 153. The Baron's Surrender, The Thorn Cultivation Method (5K)

The two Holy Light four-leaf clovers were once again filled to the brim.

Fortunately, this time they have the power of the mushrooms' glow, so they won't wither like they did last time.

"These springs can be used; if we can't raise sea fish, raising some freshwater fish would be nice too."

He gently touched the two Holy Light Four-Leaf Clover, pondering how to use the spring water inside.

Not using it is definitely not an option; that would be a waste.

If he were to use it, he planned to see if he could build a structure somewhere to hold the fog in place, and then dig a tunnel directly to the seabed so that dolphins and other fish could come ashore to help him at any time.

Another option is to raise freshwater fish, and perhaps even some marine magical plants... These all need to be tested to see if they work.

A moment later, he glanced at the lotus leaves and noticed that the water flowing from them had changed from azure to a very pure stream.

It also emitted a peculiar, sweet fragrance and a cloud of white steam; surprisingly, it was hot.

"What kind of water is this?" He took a little with his magician's hand, examined it in front of his eyes, and even sniffed it.

It smells quite nice, but the magic inside doesn't seem to be enough, and I didn't detect any special magic.

It looks like a very ordinary, fragrant hot spring.

"This is a conversion of faith, it can't be that simple, can it?"

"Uh, it shouldn't be poisonous."

He withdrew the mage's hand and gently touched the bubbling spring water with his own fingers.

"Um?"

The texture when you touch it... is surprisingly sticky, like glue, and it feels more like the kind of clay or slime you used to make.

As he infused a little magic into them, the spring water became increasingly "hard".

"If this is what happens when I inject magic, what if I inject a little more?" He tried injecting more magic.

Crimson magic gradually filled the small water sphere, making its structure more stable and solid.

In the end, it turned into a hard, solid water ball.

When dropped to the ground, it even makes a heavy sound; if you didn't know it was a water balloon, you'd think it was an iron ball in disguise.

Kroya dribbled it a few times like a basketball and suddenly felt something was strange. Could this thing really become sturdy?

He wanted to ask the angel, but the angel had already covered his body with his wings and was fast asleep.

Disturbing someone's sleep is obviously not a good thing, so he could only try to figure out the purpose of this thing himself.

"Since you're so tough, can you withstand attacks from magic and weapons?"

He took a handful of spring water, made it into a piece about 2 centimeters long, then casually took out a long sword and stabbed it.

This sword is made of holy white iron and has been tempered and sharpened with magic, so in a sense it is already half a magical weapon.

If you were to use it to pierce the kind of armor you usually see, it would only take a bit of force, but it wouldn't go an inch against this armor.

It's like trying to pierce a thick steel plate; there's absolutely no chance of it penetrating.

"Is it that sturdy?"

Kroya tightened his fingers, casting a powerful spell on himself, and now he was strong enough to lift tons of objects with his bare hands.

result--

"Crack!"

The poor longsword collapsed under his immense pressure, shattering and flying away, nearly impaling the Kaba beasts that were peacefully grazing nearby.

"That's good. What about magic?"

His eyes lit up, and he tried throwing a few more fireballs. These fireballs were just ordinary fireballs without any special ingredients.

It's very ordinary for him, but if it were outside, it would be a fireball that only a level 5 or higher mage could cast.

One, two...

The fireball struck the water plate. At first, it could withstand the impact, but on the third strike, it finally gave way, and the water instantly disintegrated and was evaporated by the flames.

It's already quite an achievement to withstand three fireballs.

"This could totally be used as armor; it's lightweight yet sturdy..."

Kroya nodded, collected all the spring water, and then quickly left with the four-leaf clover, bamboo, and gopher wood harp.

As for the lotus leaves, let them stay here.

He quickly left the lake, stood on the ground, and looked up at the sky.

The bright sunshine was shining down, but the surrounding dark clouds were showing signs of gradually gathering here, and it was estimated that the sky would soon be covered by dark clouds again.

There's nothing we can do about it. After all, the magic power inside the gopher wood has been almost completely depleted, making it unlikely that we could replicate it again, and it would be too conspicuous anyway.

He walked slowly, with the bamboo stalk beside him bouncing along. It had been a long time since he had strolled in the sunlight like this.

The ground was very clean, thanks to his constant efforts to have his servants clear the snow, so even now that the sun was out, there wasn't much standing water.

It's a pleasant walk, and you can enjoy the sunshine.

Sunlight is the source of his magic. Hanjiao Island has been shrouded in sunlight for a long time, and now that the sunlight is suddenly shining down, the magic is very abundant.

What's more, he can now absorb three kinds of magic!

Almost every second, the magic of sunlight surged into his body, even distorting the sunlight, as if countless rays of sunlight were actively rushing towards him and converging into his body.

He was surrounded by sunlight, shining brightly.

Wanting to enjoy the sunshine, he simply walked over.

First, resolve the Baron's problem, then imprint the Astral Crystal Turtle, and finally check on the condition of those who have been tortured.

It's time to let the apprentices go out and gain some experience.

……

After walking slowly for a while, he encountered some serfs.

These people were happily picking up the fish that hadn't had time to return to the sea, but when they saw him, their smiles vanished, and they immediately knelt down respectfully.

"Master!"

Their expressions were somewhat uneasy.

These fish should logically belong to Kroya as well.

"Not bad at all." He didn't make things difficult for the serfs. Since they were lucky enough to find fish, he wouldn't make things difficult for them over such a small matter.

He glanced at the fish they had picked up and suddenly noticed a little girl holding a jar containing a strange jellyfish.

The jellyfish floated quietly in the water of the jar, and under the sunlight, it transformed into an orange-red color, full of vitality.

"Radiant jellyfish."

Kroa glanced at its celestial body as usual, only to be surprised to find that it was unusually simple.

This thing's astral body doesn't even have a fixed location; it floats around inside the jellyfish's body, emanating an extremely simple consciousness.

"So comfortable."

"Sunlight."

"I wish I could stay in the sun forever."

It's quite rare to see jellyfish wanting to bask in the sun.

Um... wait a minute.

This thing is actually a level three magical beast?

Kroya, who hadn't thought much of it, was surprised. A level three magical beast had been captured by an ordinary person. This thing should be renamed Salted Fish Jellyfish.

In that brief moment of distraction, the jellyfish seemed to sense something and actually flew out of the bucket, with air gushing out from its tentacles.

"Whoosh—"

It flew straight toward Kroya, then lay down on him, curling up into a ball and basking in the surrounding sunlight.

The sunlight entered its body, gradually filling it.

It quickly transformed into a golden sphere, radiating a halo, and even appeared somewhat divine.

This is different from the sunflower and the big-mouthed magic flower. This thing directly stores sunlight, including all the magic contained in the sunlight.

It's not like the previous two, which simply draw magic power.

"A born magic-storing beast, huh?" Kroya glanced at it.

Suddenly, I thought that if I could find more of these jellyfish, I could send them to a sunny place, absorb their magic, and then bring them back.

I don't know how long this snowstorm will last. I can't just stop cultivating during this time. If I can get more sunlight, I can store it and use it whenever I want.

After thinking it over, Chloe said to the little girl:

"This jellyfish seems to like me, I'll take it. If you want anything else, I can give it to you."

He's not a bad person, why would he snatch someone's child's pet? Besides, he's in a good mood right now.

The little girl looked timidly at Chloe, and her parents' eyes lit up, but they did not force her to make any demands.

"grown ups……"

She mustered her courage and asked, "If you want to keep it, can I help you take care of it? I'll take it out to sunbathe every day."

"Oh." Chloe's lips curled up. "Alright, go find Elena. If you can learn anything from her, I'll let you take care of them."

It's a very simple promise.

He'd be more than happy if someone was willing to work for him.

If the little girl can actually learn something, he wouldn't mind having her help him manage the upcoming jellyfish swarm.

After saying that, he continued walking away as if taking a stroll.

The little girl's parents held their child, crying and laughing at the same time—this was the lord's promise, a promise from the lord himself…

They were absolutely ecstatic.

……

Because Kroya was strolling around, it was already half an hour later when she arrived at the Lotus Welcome Hotel.

He went straight to the front of the Baron's room.

The baron's men were resting against the wall outside the room. When they saw him coming, they quickly got up and opened the door.

"Master, please come in!"

These people must have already received the Baron's instructions to submit to Cloa, so they are even more respectful to Cloa than they are to the Baron.

But Chloe felt something was off.

This is my own territory, why is he acting like a guest?

He glanced at the people whose eyes were bloodshot, clearly due to lack of sleep, and shook his head, saying, "You should go and get some rest. This place is perfectly safe."

Since the Baron is basically one of his men, these loyal subordinates are also his men, so he can't let them overexert themselves and damage their health.

After saying that, he used his magic to push open the door, walked in leisurely, and then closed the door behind him.

After exchanging bewildered glances, the people outside obediently went to rest—the Baron had previously stated that everything had to be done according to Chloe's wishes.

Besides, they were indeed exhausted.

Having already entered the room, Kroya sensed the departure of the people outside, nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the Baron.

The baron sat on the bed, the intense pain preventing him from sleeping. The thorns continued to grow inside his flesh, a truly agonizing experience.

"Master..."

Baron Cameron barely opened his eyes. Even a man of iron could not bear the pain, and his eyes held a hint of pleading.

Kroya walked over and said seriously, "I can help you, but if you accept my magic, you will never be able to escape."

He asked one last time, "Are you truly ready to pledge allegiance to me?"

His answer was a crisp and decisive sentence: "I'm ready."

Since the Baron couldn't sleep, his men had told him everything that had just happened, including the sunlight, the sea fog, and the schools of fish.

He now holds Chloe in absolute awe.

People always admire the strong, especially someone like him who wants to climb the social ladder. Joining forces with Kroya is a good choice. If he hesitates, it's uncertain whether Kroya will want him in the future.

"it is good."

Kroya nodded, took out the gopher wood harp, and gently plucked the golden string.

"!"

Clear and elegant music began.

Golden sunlight flowed along with the music, enveloping the Baron's body in wisps, each note corresponding to a thorn bush.

The music seemed to come from ancient times; although clear and elegant, it also conveyed a sense of unchanging nature.

The special golden note emerged from his magic, scattering golden dust around the Baron, looking like a little elf bestowing a blessing.

"..."

The baron stared at the musical note, his expression dazed, a sense of familiarity washing over him.

As the magic continued to flow, even the white thorns could not resist the magic emanating from the "Eternal Hymn".

It was quickly dyed gold.

However, Kroa could sense that they were only temporarily turning golden for a short while, and they were gradually consuming the golden magic.

Creations born from the divine power of the God of Order are not so easily assimilated.

Fortunately, he didn't intend to use his magic to transform these thorns. He suppressed them while communicating with them through his consciousness.

"obedient!"

"obey!"

His consciousness was more domineering than ever before, accompanied by the magic that represented eternity, forcefully suppressing these overly cheerful thorns.

To be honest, he really didn't understand. They were clearly creations of the God of Order's power, so why were these Thorns of Justice so unruly, like a group of naughty children?

Moreover, they are different from the ones we obtained before. Although they have the same name, the consciousness and magic within the astral bodies are completely different.

They are now recklessly helping the Baron gather power, ignoring whether the Baron can withstand it.

Although these thorns will wither after seven days, all the power within the Baron will also disappear along with them.

You endure the pain, but the thorns are gone... It's truly a losing proposition.

So now what Kroya needs to do is prevent them from disappearing, and incidentally suppress them, making them obedient.

He pondered to himself: 'Could it be that this is inherently how things are, which is why they require the divine power of order to suppress them?'

He felt that the possibility was quite high.

It seems reasonable that order should be used to suppress these unruly thorns.

After about five or six minutes, the mischievous thorns finally had to obey Kroya's command and transmit their consciousness:

"We'll obey!"

"Don't come again!"

Kroya suddenly felt like she was bullying a child, and these thorny consciousnesses looked so pitiful.

The thorns began to shrink back on their own, obediently staying around the Baron's blood vessels and veins, no longer desperately drawing power, nor darting around aimlessly.

Logically speaking, it should be considered finished by now.

However, to avoid any accidents, Kroya still chose to imprint a spell on them.

Golden musical notes were deeply imprinted at the very center of all the thorny astral bodies, both providing them with magic to prevent them from disappearing and restricting their movement.

And it has another crucial function... It is a mark formed by Chloe's magic, which Chloe can detonate at any time if she wishes.

It can be said that even if someone wanted to use these thorns of justice for evil purposes, they would have to bypass Kroya's golden magic first.

That's not an easy thing.

The quality of the golden magic was so high that even divine power could not break it.

The things he used to worry about no longer seem to pose much of a threat.

[Engraving complete, Thorns of Justice (Eternal Kroa's Spiritual Consciousness)]

This magical plant will not disappear.

This magical plant will completely obey the host's commands, and will actively rescue the host when the host loses consciousness.

After completing the inscription, the Baron stood up and removed all his silver armor, staring in astonishment at his own body—

His tanned muscles looked very strong and smooth, without any trace of the thorns that had covered them before, and there wasn't even a single scar left.

"Did they really obey?"

The baron tried to summon the Thorn Sword, and this time it was very easy. The magic of the thorns gathered in his palm and formed a longsword.

I felt absolutely no pain during this period.

After brandishing his longsword a few times, he excitedly knelt on one knee before Kroya: "My lord, thank you so much for your help, Mage!"

"I will now tell you what my ancestors taught me!"

"How are you going to tell me?"

As Kroya was wondering, he saw a thorn grow from the Baron's forehead, which then fell off.

The baron presented the thorns to Chloe: "They're all inside; you just need to read them!"

"Oh?" Kroya blinked and took the thorn. He tried to sense it with his mental power, and a battle qi cultivation method that used the Justice Thorn as magic power immediately appeared in his mind.

In addition, there is a set of sword skills and magic that summons a sword of thorns.

After reading it, he couldn't help but be amazed by this inheritance, because its upper limit... was actually limitless. As long as one continued to cultivate it, one could keep advancing.

Kroya immediately decided to have the knight apprentices learn this battle aura training method as well, since he also had the mother plant of the Justice Thorn.

This thing is far, far better than any Qi cultivation method given by the Mage Association, both in terms of combat power and potential.

Only a cultivation method of this level can ensure that his subordinates can keep up with his pace and not become useless people who cannot assist him.

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