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

Chapter 204. Hello, Sun.

Before this "hero" could stab Kroa with the dagger he had somehow acquired, the apprentice Jamie quickly reacted.

"You dare!"

Jamie was furious.

"Surrender!"

These were the people he had hired. If they were to assassinate Kroya because of the people he had hired, his conscience would be extremely uneasy.

He first unleashed a basic magical energy shock, then cast a water rope spell—a rhomboid magical cone struck the man's wrist, causing him to lose his grip on the dagger in pain. A blue water rope emerged from the river, binding the man as if it possessed its own spirit.

The whole process took less than three seconds.

Both the speed and decisiveness of the spellcasting pleased and pleased Kroya—of course, he clearly did not intend to kill.

This particularly pleased Kroya. While decisiveness was a good thing, the current situation was clearly somewhat strange.

If we really kill him, we might not be able to learn some things, which could have some impact on what happens next and how things develop.

As one of Cloa's earliest apprentices, he was highly valued by Cloa.

Although his talent is only average, he has access to a lot of resources.

After a period of diligent meditation and training, Jamie is now close to becoming a level two mage, and dealing with an ordinary person with a bit of bravado is a piece of cake for him.

As for those beavers that came screeching and charging at us...

"Sit down."

For magical beasts, Kroya didn't even need to deliberately cast spells; he simply materialized his mental energy into an oppressive force.

He even used a bit of the "Dragon's Might" technique he had learned from the Illusory Moon Fish Dragon.

The poor beavers were struck as if by a heavy hammer; they instantly collapsed to the ground, trembling.

However, Kroya had a good impression of these brave little creatures who dared to charge at him, so he only suppressed them briefly before releasing them.

Then, he looked at the man who was being restrained and said with interest:

"Tell me, what are you doing?"

He was genuinely curious: "Is it because I sensed something?"

"You can sense it?"

In his perception, this was just an ordinary person with no real power. If one could sense his spiritual energy, then this world would be far too insane.

"..."

The man didn't speak, but stared at the river with a deathly pale face, his eyes filled with longing and hope.

Clearly, he wasn't going to say anything, and even seemed to be indifferent to being killed or tortured.

The rest of the people were trembling like beavers.

They had absolutely no idea why this guy had suddenly gone mad; the person standing here was a great mage!

If it were someone else here, they might very well threaten him with his companion's life to force him to talk.

However, Kroa did not do that.

Without even waiting for his answer, she looked at the group of beavers lying on the ground and asked, "Why did you try to attack me?"

What he used, of course, was the art of communication with all things.

After learning this magic from the Crystal Turtle, he became more and more proficient at using it.

Friendliness is a prerequisite for communication, but even more important than friendliness is creating a comfortable environment and atmosphere for both parties.

On this point, Cloa said she had a good idea.

His tone was gentle and calm, like sunshine, and he stroked them with his mage's hands.

When the warm, reddish-orange magical hands caressed them, the beavers were instantly captivated.

Their longing and love for the sun made them immediately abandon their previous aggressive intentions towards him.

They even approached on their own initiative—

The plump beavers slowly walked up to Chloe, sniffing her left and right, before finally "plop" lying down on the ground.

Then she revealed her round, even more plump belly. She looked extremely content, as if she were basking in the sun.

It was as if the ones who had just wanted to charge at Kroa were not them at all.

"Chirp chirp!"

After Kroya petted a few lucky beavers, the beavers immediately started chattering away. Translated by the All-Encompassing Communication Technique, it went something like this—

"He's someone blessed by the pink finless porpoise!"

"These are the only pink finless porpoises left."

"Waaah, don't hurt them."

"They can purify rivers and revitalize waterways."

Kroya nodded repeatedly, then glanced at the man beside her again, a calm smile on her face.

The latter was already looking surprised, seemingly unable to believe that the beavers were so close to Kroa.

After some communication, Kroya finally understood why the beavers were so excited.

It turns out that these pink finless porpoises are actually "spirits".

However, this spirit was not formed from natural spirituality, nor was it a spirit with long ears living in the forest, but rather a spirit blessed by the earth and nature.

Before the arrival of the harsh winter created by the mermaids, these pink finless porpoises lived in this river, where they would unleash their unique power to regulate the magic within the river.

What they like most is the warm, spring-like river water.

Therefore, when the cold winter arrives, they are forced to dive to the bottom of the river and enter a state of dormancy.

However, the winter of the merfolk is not just a winter in the literal sense; its essence is actually a terrifying, icy magic.

It's equivalent to creating a forbidden spell in the North.

The pink finless porpoises were naturally no match for the magic of these forbidden spells, yet they still tried their best to maintain the magical balance within the river.

As a result, the leader of the pink finless porpoises, unable to resist the corrosive power of these magical forces, received help from a force just before it was about to die.

This force seems to come from the earth and nature, persuading the finless porpoises to spend the winter in a safe place.

After being persuaded, it finally realized that it could not resist the great power of heaven and earth.

It then used these powers to build a "house" under the den of its good friend, the Greytooth Beaver, and let the remaining pink finless porpoises live in it.

The beavers are their protectors and guardians; they will be awakened when spring arrives and flowers bloom.

Incidentally, the young man next to me, named Herman, was rescued by a pink finless porpoise a long time ago. He later developed a good relationship with the porpoises and even helped them do things that were inconvenient for them to do.

We're pretty good friends.

For this reason, after Kroya discovered the pink porpoises' nest, both the beaver and Herman wanted to kill Kroya.

It's all for the sake of protecting the Yangtze finless porpoises.

After fully understanding the whole story, he reached out and patted the largest and fattest beaver among them.

"You guys want to kill me, tsk."

"Chirp chirp!"

The latter quickly exposed her stomach, indicating that she did not really mean to do it and that it was all a misunderstanding.

Kroya couldn't help but laugh.

He wasn't averse to these things; on the contrary, he greatly admired the beavers' courage in charging for their friends, knowing that they could vaguely sense Kroya's power.

For them, it was indeed a desperate charge.

To reward their courage, Kroya decided to give them an engraving, an engraving they had only recently learned.

That is, the art of city building.

The art of city building actually encompasses a very complex magical system, including the earth and stone shaping technique that Kroa learned first, as well as a series of other spells such as area magic engraving and material fusion.

What he saw at the time was that the Vatican was actually using a large-scale city-building technique at the Yavana Holy Mine—first, the priests laid the foundation, and then the magic was activated.

Although they appear to be separate entities, they actually become a unified whole the moment the magic is activated.

This is one of the reasons why the knight commander was so panicked when faced with the insect invasion—it was an entire, intact city, with no gaps to be breached.

Ahem, on another note, the reason Kroya wanted to teach the beavers this magic was to maximize their natural talents.

Beavers have a natural ability to build dams; they can even build a dam from scratch in the middle of a fast-flowing river.

This incredibly powerful construction capability doesn't require Kroyado's command or guidance, because it's a construction method best suited for rivers, passed down from their ancestors.

The wonders of nature and the instincts etched into the genes of beasts are best suited to nature and do not need to be changed.

So what Kroa intended to teach them was a skill.

That is, "Material Fusion Technique".

Simply put, this kind of magic can be used to transform and fuse materials, allowing materials of the same or different materials to be pieced together and merged.

It looks pretty good, even more special than the "limb reassembly" magic that Chloe learned in "Miracle of Light".

However, this kind of splicing is generally used for the same material. If the materials are different, the contact points can only be merged together.

It's impossible for magic to flow smoothly inside; to put it bluntly, it's a kind of "glue" that can bond all materials together.

Compared to splicing severed limbs, which can adapt and grow completely after splicing, this is still far inferior.

Kroya believed that with this magic, they could build the dam more easily.

In addition, Kroya also planned to try combining this magic with another type of elven magic to see if they could turn the dam into a garden of plants.

These plants can produce nutrient-rich fruits that can be fed to the magical beasts living in the river as it flows along.

It can also restrict them from running around and create a divided, block-shaped fish farming area.

In this way, automatic feeding and water purification can be carried out in certain locations, turning each dam into a natural magical array and breeding base.

Finally, by combining these arrays completely, the entire river will be thoroughly transformed, which would be a good thing for both the fields built along the way and the river itself.

The river water will become clearer, the fish will find food, and the fields along the banks will be irrigated by the magical water...

This was the maximum possible modification he had just thought of without affecting nature. He wasn't the kind of villain who would alter the natural environment for his own gain.

Harmonious coexistence is what he is pursuing now.

Freshwater fish resources are something Kroya has long been looking forward to, as fish are the world's largest source of meat, even surpassing beef, lamb, and pork.

In order to complete his plan, he spent a lot of mental energy describing this prospect to the beavers, and although the beavers were quite interested, they put forward conditions to him.

"We would like to ask you to save our Yangtze finless porpoise friends."

"We tried to wake them up, but they didn't."

"They...are going to die."

The beavers looked at Chloe with pleading eyes, and even bowed and scraped, as if they had somehow learned to do so.

Kroa's lips twitched slightly at the sight.

"You guys are pretty smart."

"However, you must first agree to my conditions."

"This way, I can see the finless porpoise burial site at the very bottom of your nest without damaging it."

The beavers clearly understood Kroya's words. After a brief silence and a long chattering discussion, they conveyed their yearning to Kroya.

"I...we are willing."

"Waaaaah, I don't care if I die from casting magic!"

"I'm willing to save them."

Kroa: "..."

This was the second time he had been speechless today. Did these guys think he was going to cast some kind of evil magic that would cost them their lives?

They really have a vivid imagination.

He began the engraving work.

They've become quite skilled at marking groups of beavers, and with over forty beavers here, marking them is effortless for them.

The engraving was completed after about ten minutes.

[Imprint successful, Gray-toothed Beaver (Material Fusion Technique - Teeth)]

When the Greybeaver uses its teeth to process objects, it can use its own magic as a fusion agent to fuse the materials.

It becomes easier when using materials that require chewing.

This spell is an enchantment and requires a continuous drain on mana.

[When mana is insufficient, magic will not take effect.]

A halo of light shimmered on the beavers' exposed, long fangs—a clear blue light that seemed to possess magic.

The gray teeth were gradually transformed by being stained blue.

It is estimated that once the magic of the matter fusion technique has completely transformed their teeth, the gray-toothed beaver will become a blue-toothed beaver.

The success of this magic was somewhat expected.

Kroya was more interested in another kind of magic—

[Imprint successful, Gray-toothed Beaver (Canned Knowledge - Magical Plant Vitality Technique)]

[The Greybeaver can use this magic to infuse life force into plants and magical plants, with a certain chance of allowing them to continue growing.]

This magic seems very simple, just enough to infuse life and allow the magical plant to continue growing.

In reality, this spell was the most difficult one that Kroa learned at the Oak Tree of Orpheus because the conditions for casting it were very demanding.

It can only be performed by magical beasts or plants blessed by the power of nature; ordinary people can never learn it.

In Kroya's vast territory, only the Sunflower Fairy and he himself have learned the skill so far. Other fairies and magical plants, even if they have been imprinted, cannot use it.

He was just testing the waters by imprinting the Greytooth Beaver, and to his surprise, it actually worked on the first try.

Cloa pointed to the beaver embankment next to them:

"Go, with the strength I have given you."

The beavers nodded in agreement, then darted out like arrows, leaping into the water with a "plop, plop."

They began to renovate their nests—clearing out all the rotten branches and dead leaves.

Using their teeth, they separated and rearranged the intertwined branches, while simultaneously infusing the trees and plants with the life-giving magic that Kroa had imprinted on them...

The hardworking beavers are busy in the river, popping up every now and then to piece together new branches and meadows.

Generally speaking, when beavers want to build a dam, they need to use silt, stones, and small branches as adhesive to ensure that the dam will not be washed away by the river.

It's actually quite troublesome and difficult.

Now that we have the material fusion technique, although they still need items such as silt and pebbles as adhesives, the amount needed is much less, and the effort required is also much less.

In the following period, the dikes that already spanned the entire river were further enlarged, deepened, and widened.

They rise seven meters above the water, and their bottoms even connect directly to the riverbed, completely transforming into a dam.

The vegetation on it gradually grew lush and green, making it look like a dam made of grass and trees.

The flow of the river is not affected at all; the water flows out from the middle layer of the embankment, at most the flow will be a little slower.

When these water streams come into contact with the magical plants that they have infused with life, some of the foul air is blocked, and the river water becomes clearer.

Small fish can squeeze through the gaps, but big fish are blocked.

"Hmm, I need to make sure the beavers open a slit when the fish migrate to spawn," Chloe noted down promptly.

Then continue watching them build the dam.

During this time, the monsters in the water would occasionally come to the vicinity of the dam, gnawing on the small bushes and various berries that the beavers had gathered together.

What they can collect are all magical plants, although they are mostly level one magical plants, they are still full of magic.

The surrounding winds seemed to be drawn by the dam, and the fresh breezes, along with some small magical creatures such as rabbits and deer, were also approaching.

Some magical leaves and petals were even blown over and landed on the beavers' dam, where they were collected and used to continue building.

"Huh?"

Kroya waved his hand in surprise, concealing his and the auras of the people around him, and quietly watched the beavers build the dam.

There is expectation in their eyes.

The whole process lasted about six hours.

During this time, Kroya was using his mental powers to sense the dams built by the Greytooth Beavers, and the results really surprised him.

They... actually managed to hold on!

It's important to understand that both Material Fusion and Plant Vitality are extremely mana-intensive. Otherwise, the former wouldn't fall under the category of City Building, and the latter wouldn't be the most powerful elven magic that the Orpheus Oak tree taught Kroa.

The fact that the Greybeavers can use both spells for extended periods while maintaining a stable level of magic is, frankly, a miracle.

Mages, especially those in the research department, naturally do not believe in miracles. When the wind first brought the leaves, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Nature seems to be helping these beavers with their work.

The fresh breeze brought cool dew and all sorts of petals and leaves, as if thanking them.

He had a premonition that something would happen once the beavers' dam was fully completed.

So he waited patiently.

They would wait from noon until night, then stay up all night until the afternoon of the next day, when the sun was about to set.

The beavers' dam was finally completely completed.

The dam now looks like a naturally formed flower and grass embankment, covered with all kinds of flowers and grasses.

Birds build nests in the gaps of the embankment above the river, and small animals come here to forage.

The part of the dam inside the river is teeming with all sorts of fish, which are trying to enter the dam to spawn and settle down.

However, they could never invade the beavers' real dens, which were filled with flowers, grasses, and small shrubs that didn't need much sunlight.

The entire nest became warm and comfortable.

Most importantly, at the very bottom of the nest.

The small field where the finless porpoise bones once lay quietly, which they had carefully protected, has now been exposed to the light of day again—a courtyard where the lingering sunlight shines on the pink flowers.

The warm sunshine and gentle breeze swayed the petals of the small flowers, infusing them with the magic of nature.

It gradually began to tremble.

In Kroya's perception, the pink porpoises below had fully woken up and were swimming around in their small nests, eager to leave and enter the vast river.

Meanwhile, the soul of the pink finless porpoise, which maintains the stability of the dimensional space, is also undergoing a magical baptism. It has long since lost its body and only its soul remains.

At this very moment, its soul is solidifying.

The forces of nature are helping it transform.

The wind grew lighter, and the sun gradually set.

The beavers, fish, and other small animals all stayed quietly in place, looking in the direction of the pink finless porpoises.

Kroya sensed it too, and he suppressed his excitement.

"They're here."

His voice was very soft, but it was like a password to open a door, and the pink flower suddenly burst into flames.

Amidst the flickering firelight, clear water flowed out, gushing forth like a fountain from the courtyard built by the beavers.

Pink finless porpoises swam happily in the flowing water, each of them radiating a warm pink glow, like they were trailing long tassels and tails.

They went upstream against the current and downstream with the current, respectively.

Under their radiance, the fish swam along with them, and the whole river seemed to come alive all at once.

Starting from the beavers' dam, a long ribbon of light stretched out towards a distant place beyond the reach of even Kroya's mental power, seemingly heading towards the sea via the river.

The light they left behind gathered on the Beaver Dam, and the magic of nature quickly converged.

The green orb of light entered the dam like rivers flowing into the sea.

The dam, brimming with natural beauty, is enveloped in a halo of light, under which all the flowers, grasses, and vines grow rapidly.

It stands in the middle of the river like a fine piece of jade.

At the same time, a pink finless porpoise, its body shimmering with light, swam towards Kroya and circled her once.

The latter's eyes seemed to reflect the entire river.

At the same time, a voice echoed in his ear.

It was as gentle as the sound of a breeze and a stream.

Hello, sun.

It's the end of the month! Thank you everyone for your monthly tickets and recommendation votes, sob sob, could you please give me a little more QAQ

(End of this chapter)