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

Chapter 226. Radiant Green Aria, Rainbow Grass Angel

Hanjiao Island.

After hearing the angel's words, Kroya's expression became extremely strange, because the method the angel had provided him...

It is through planting magical plants that one draws upon the power of Moss, the god who was forced to slumber within the water lilies, and uses that power to cultivate special magical plants to strengthen oneself.

In this way, Demos's power can be gradually dissipated, ensuring that He will never wake up.

—Whether you hear it at first glance or think about it carefully, this seems like a good approach.

But this guy insisted on adding, "The magical plant fruits grown using this method are essentially the flesh and blood of a divine messenger, and they taste delicious!"

It suddenly became very strange.

But you know what, His suggestion... actually made Chloe a little curious about what kind of fruit would make an angel so eager to obtain it.

"Then what should we do?" he asked.

This time, the angel didn't give a direct answer: "Lucky friend, think about it yourself."

This usually means that it's something Kroa can do, so He doesn't offer any explanation, which Kroa is used to.

Since he was able to do it himself, Kroya didn't ask Him any further questions. After a brief hesitation, he decided to take stock of what he had gained this time.

First and foremost, of course, is our oak tree friend.

He reached out and released his magic, and within the tri-colored halo was a small sapling that looked like a leafy green vegetable.

Generally speaking, the soul is the most direct manifestation of a living being's true state. For example, Kroya's soul was already enveloped in a three-colored radiance, shining as brightly as a colored light.

Of course, that's not important. What's important is that his soul and body are basically the same—while the Orpheus Oak's body is so huge, yet its soul is only this small.

Clearly, this is its true state.

A tiny sapling, not even as tall as a child.

Six hundred years may be a very long time for ordinary humans, but from the perspective of elves and these powerful magical plants and beasts, it is really just a child's time.

No wonder it acted so irrationally; beneath that seemingly wise tree-man exterior lay such a soul.

The Orpheus Oak seems to be isolating itself now, unwilling to accept outside information. If it weren't for the friendship contract between Kroya and it, it would probably be helpless.

Fortunately, his friendship pact remained intact—a wisp of emerald green light appeared in the tricolored light, illuminating the soul of the Orpheus Oak.

This faint green light was like a tender sprout emerging from the barren land. Although it seemed that it would be crushed by the boundless desolation and deathly silence at any moment, it stubbornly continued to grow.

"As expected, my oak friend."

Kroya sighed softly, "I can finally start learning the fourth chapter."

He picked up his gopher wood harp and began to play and sing a very special song that had once illuminated the earliest grasses and fruits in the distant past.

"I will put my light on every seed-bearing plant on the earth and on every tree that has fruit with seed in it..."

This is the beginning of a poem called "Emerald Aria," which is also the fourth chapter of "The Rainbow Poem," which Chloe is now finally able to learn.

There is only this one spell in the entire fourth chapter.

It is both a meditation method and a special magical technique, the effect of which seems to be to quickly restore life and gather all the vitality under the sun.

When Kroya first finished reading the Emerald Aria, he was a little confused, but as he unleashed it, the four colors of light gradually transformed into an emerald green light screen.

Surprisingly, rays of sunlight appeared all around...

Keep in mind that this place is at the bottom of a lake and has not been treated with translucent crystal mud. In other words, apart from the light from the surrounding fireflies, no sunlight can get in at all.

But the emerald green light actually produced sunlight.

The angel remained lying down, but its eyes were drawn to the suddenly appearing sunlight, and even the fireflies around it began to dance around the sunlight.

Under the sunlight, some magical grass grew beside the Orpheus Oak, swaying gently and surrounding the tree.

The sunlight and vibrant green energy converged into the soul of the Orpheus oak, illuminating its dark spirit with a crystalline brilliance, like the finest jade.

However, it seemed that it would take some time to fully illuminate the area, so Kroya looked at the grass beside her.

"It turns out to be a magical plant derived from my magic."

"Does this so-called gathering of life force mean directly creating grass? What peculiar magic."

Kroya used the Celestial Imprint Technique to see clearly what was inside these grasses; they were a very special type of elemental magical plant.

It is a magical plant derived from the magic of "Emerald Aria" and sunlight, and its name is...

"Rainbow Grass".

This is indeed an unremarkable name.

After he uttered the name, four-colored halos immediately appeared on the swaying grass, gradually converging in mid-air and finally transforming into a tiny sprite.

No, to be precise, they should be angels.

This little angel is wearing the same Phobos robe as him, and even has a halo on his head that changes four colors. The wings behind him look colorless, but they are actually made up of four colors.

Every second, you can see different colors changing, just like a rainbow unfolding.

"..."

I never expected they'd even create an angel; this Rainbow Grass is really special.

It came to Kroa's side, and instead of choosing the shoulder that other elves preferred, it grabbed her hair and sat on top of her head.

"..."

"I'm already crowded enough."

Kroya sighed softly, reached out and grabbed the angel who was pulling on her hair, holding it in her hand to examine it closely.

The little angel didn't struggle; his face, which looked like a scaled-down version of him and still had a bit of baby fat, was full of smiles, appearing carefree.

Looking at that face, so similar to her own, laughing so carefree, Chloe felt something was off.

Back when he resurrected Samir with the Rock Notes, he had doubts about whether this magic was actually a divine creation of servants.

Now there's no need to doubt it anymore; the angel is already in front of him, so what's there to doubt?

As it stands, the ability of "Radiant Green Aria" is to create light similar to sunlight, and incidentally create rainbow grass and angels derived from it.

As for further research, he'll have to continue to explore that.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the angel lying on the mushroom beside him. The latter knew what he meant and said meaningfully, "Gods rely on angels as extensions of their will."

Angels come in many different forms.

The Spirit Grass and I are both like this.

With such a knowledgeable friend, Chloe immediately understood what He meant: his rainbow angel... could borrow His power at any time, just like he could cast magic himself.

Kroa tried to cast a spell through it, and it actually worked, allowing her to release magic using the Rainbow Grass Angel's body.

Even the power was exactly the same as when he released it himself.

After several attempts, he nodded with great satisfaction—this Rainbow Grass Angel could appear in any area where Rainbow Grass grew and could also unleash magic.

If I could spread out the rainbow grass, I could summon angels anywhere.

This is certainly very useful.

As he was trying, the Orpheus Oak tree beside him began to shimmer and glow.

Upon seeing this, Kroya immediately placed it back on his head and looked at the Orpheus Oak.

By this time, the Orpheus Oak had awakened.

A faint, youthful thought emanated from within: "Thank you, human friend."

"I didn't expect that my master wasn't there at all. All I saw was a fissure in the earth that completely drained my body and the magic flowing through me."

"I am in pain, but I don't feel lost."

"The earth nurtured me, and I need to repay it."

Its soul fluctuations were very stable; it wasn't a forced smile, but a genuine feeling.

And after it uttered these words, a divine power suddenly surged from its body and gently embraced it.

Amidst the surge of these divine powers, its originally illusory body solidified, and it sprouted verdant branches and buds anew.

It transformed from a spirit back into a small sapling, brimming with life.

"The divine power of the Earth Mother Goddess?" Kroya was slightly surprised. He had seen through it completely and hadn't sensed any divine power. How did it suddenly appear?

The angel smiled and said, "It was it that repaired the cracks in the earth. Why do you think that the Mother Goddess only gives you rewards?"

If the person who ultimately makes the vow to the Mother Goddess is not someone she approves of, even the corrupt and luminous cardinal who led her there cannot receive the Mother Goddess's blessing.

"This sapling is now a chosen one of the Mother Goddess."

"I see." Kroya nodded.

That seems to make sense. It was the Orpheus Oak that sacrificed its body and soul to barely repair the cracks in the earth. How could it not be rewarded?

As he was pondering this, he suddenly saw the little tree-man charging straight toward him.

Then, the little tree-man spread out its branches and hugged Kroya's waist, seemingly burying its head inside Kroya's robes.

Although it didn't say anything, one after another, vibrant pale green water droplets fell to the ground from the branches like beads from a broken string.

The plants growing on the ground absorbed these water droplets, which contained the vitality of nature, and grew exceptionally lushly.

"I will give you fertile land so that you can take root. At least here with me, you will always have a place to live."

Kroya patted its back (?) to comfort it.

Orpheus Oak said nothing, only hugged it a little tighter—after its body shrank, its consciousness seemed to have become childish as well.

……

After comforting the Orpheus Oak, Kroya took stock of all his other gains.

It sealed away the water lilies of Goddemos, the brand of the harp angel in the symphony, the various treasures collected while in the earth, and the enhanced ability to control magic...

It can be said that this was a win-win situation for everyone.

Not only did his beloved oak tree friend not die, but it also became a chosen one of God, and Mifein was also saved.

He needs time to fully digest the benefits he has gained and to wait and see how things develop outside. He won't leave his territory anytime soon.

He really needs time to develop gradually.

So after handing over the sword hilt that the knight had entrusted to him for Kmier, he decided to take a good rest.

Unfortunately, before he could rest, King Muyao Quteng reminded him, "Mifei wants to see you; he looks very unwell."

"Him."

After thinking for a moment, Kroya generously instructed King Muyao Quteng to take Mifeiyin to Hanjiao Island. He then took out his treasured wine and had the chefs prepare a feast.

He needed to have a good talk with Miffy, as he did have some doubts and urgently needed to communicate with someone.

Soon, King Muyao Qu Teng led Mi Feiyin to his garden, which he used to entertain guests.

The garden was enveloped by his magic, so bright that even at night it was as bright as day. The warm sunlight shone on the colorful flowers and plants, creating a dazzling and magnificent scene.

Kroya sat on the sofa surrounded by flowers and waved to Miffy: "Coming."

"Come and sit down, I've prepared drinks and food."

"We are all superhumans, so we can eat as much food as we want. Let's enjoy ourselves."

Miffy seemed briefly surprised, then immediately walked over, picked up the bottle of wine, and started chugging it down.

"..."

As Kroya watched his precious wine dwindle at a visible rate, his heart ached. He didn't mind drinking, but you can't drink it like water!

But since he had invited them, all he could do besides feel heartbroken was to silently take out a few more bottles of wine. Since he had already drunk them, he might as well drink to his heart's content.

After chugging down his drinks, Mi Fei said with great distress, "I never imagined that Beveselis was actually a spy sent by the Church to infiltrate the Holy See!"

"Everything is for the sake of the earth... to heal the wound of the Mother Goddess. The Church can shift all the blame onto the Church of Light."

"The Silver Wing Knights are only the few you saved. Many knights in the city have died, and even I almost became a sacrifice."

"I understand why the church does this, but it is precisely because I understand that I am in so much pain."

"Friend, is my faith truly wrong?"

When faced with his question, Chloe didn't say anything, but simply raised her glass and drank with him.

At this moment, he didn't actually need an answer; he just wanted to relieve the distress in his heart.

So, just drink it!

But just when Kroya thought he was going to rant all night, Miffy suddenly changed the subject and started talking about planting and development work in the North.

As a prince of the Kingdom of Norland, he was familiar with the environment and geographical advantages of the entire North, in addition to his former status as a bishop of the Church of the Earth Mother.

Almost everything he said was very helpful to Kroya, and the already planned development of the North became more complete.

Time passed by, and the two drank from night into day, and then talked from day into the night.

In the past few days, Miffy has been working tirelessly to plan for Kroya and discuss all matters related to the development of the North.

Kroya knew this was his way of thanking her.

However, he still thanked Miffy very sincerely and took the initiative to invite him to stay on Han Reef Island and serve as a teacher in agriculture and environmental improvement.

Miffy readily accepted.

The two discussed what to do next and then devoted themselves wholeheartedly to drinking.

After drinking every last drop of the wine, they finally passed out, looking forward to a new adventure after they sobered up.

That would be a challenge to transform the entire North and gradually move into the sphere of influence of the continent.

Thank you all for your monthly tickets and recommendations! The upcoming story will focus on the development of the North.

(End of this chapter)