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

Chapter 240. All Natural! A Deal with the Elves

Time passed quickly.

As the Warcraft Plant Contest neared its end.

Ellie arrived at the welcoming hall on the outskirts of Atlantis with an exceptionally tall elf in tow.

This welcoming hall is a special passage given to Kroya by the merfolk; only by passing through here can one enter the interior of the Atlantis Sea.

It can be considered the gateway to Hanjiao Island.

Its entire structure is made of various kinds of rocks, which have become somewhat mottled after years of weathering and erosion. The reddish-brown, grayish-white, and dark blue rocks are colorful and vibrant under the sun, like an ancient oil painting.

She is indeed quite pretty.

However, it didn't look as luxurious and elegant as Ellie had imagined. She didn't quite understand why Kroya would use such common seaside stones as building materials, but she found them pleasing to the eye.

After observing the welcoming hall for a moment, Ellie turned around and shouted to the elf beside her:

"Hurry up and go inside. Isn't this contract signing something you need to sign?"

"Sister Airi."

The tall elf looked at the peculiar welcoming hall before him, hesitating slightly: "Just give it to me directly, I haven't left Everlasting Island for a hundred years!"

His expression was somewhat uneasy, his handsome features were furrowed, and he cautiously looked around, as if afraid that some kind of magical beast might suddenly jump out.

It completely lacked the carefree spirit of an elf, and instead resembled a cat that had arrived in a strange place with trepidation.

"..."

Ellie got angry when she saw him like this. Is he still an elf, acting all coy and hesitant?

So she grabbed him and pulled him inside.

While pulling him, he said, "Myrox, it's because you never leave Everlasting Island that you're like this. In another year you'll be traveling the continent, and with you in this state, you'll be lucky if you don't get sold by slave owners!"

The elf immediately looked distressed: "Sister Ellie, I still have potions to finish making. The elders probably won't let me travel outside, will they?"

That's actually true. He's a natural apothecary from the Oak Garden, and he's extremely talented. The elven elders really wouldn't let him out easily.

However, Ellie felt she should take care of this little brother, so she specially brought him over.

This deal was not just a transaction between Kroya and the elves, but also the only new transaction with humans in hundreds of years.

The elders of the tribe were very concerned about whether this business deal could be completed smoothly, and the elves were also trying to find a way to contact humans.

The two elves' tug-of-war in front of the welcoming hall had already caught the attention of Ryan, an apprentice there.

After reporting to Cloa and receiving orders to entertain him, he came out to greet him directly.

"For our guests who have come from afar, I have prepared honey tea and snacks."

Ryan smiled just the right amount and invited, "Why don't we come in and talk?"

"So you're here to greet us this time? I'll take him inside now."

Ellie recognized Ryan.

Her younger brother was so embarrassing that her face flushed red, but she still didn't forget to pull Mylolos inside.

Ryan stood by with a subtle smile, saying nothing more.

Inside the room at the clubhouse, honey black tea and snacks had already been prepared—the honey they were going to buy this time, of course.

The magnificent glow of the sunset permeates the deep red tea soup, releasing a unique sweet aroma, as if the sunset glow of the sky has truly been captured.

Upon seeing the bowl of black tea, Mylok immediately stopped struggling, quickly walked to the tea, and took a delighted sniff.

"This is!"

"It truly smells like the glow of a sunset!"

He picked up the cup, carefully took a sip, and the rich aroma, accompanied by the magic of the deep sunset, flowed into his throat, giving him a cool sensation.

He closed his eyes to sense his surroundings, muttering to himself, "The completeness of the integrated magic should be at the Radiant Silver level... The provider is a Level 3 Crimson Tulip, the mixer should be a Level 2 plant spirit, the Butterfly Fairy... and the magic of the Banyan Tree..."

As the natural apothecary of the Oak Garden, he immediately sensed the magical changes in the tea and could even connect them to the growing environment of the honey.

Seeing this, Ryan said, "Lord Chloe has instructed me that if you two wish, you can visit the Banyan Tree Honey Factory in person..."

Before he could finish speaking, the tall elf appeared before him and said impatiently, "Let's go now!"

I possess a contract issued by the Oak Garden. Provided the raw materials are of sufficient quality, we can immediately sign a one-thousand-year contract!

When it came to his professional field, he instantly became less socially awkward, his eyes sparkling like a cat seeing a fresh fish.

A thousand-year order!

Ryan swallowed almost imperceptibly.

From the perspective of elves' concept of time, a thousand years is actually a very short time. It takes them seven or eight hundred years to reach adulthood, and for the elven royal family, it is at least a thousand years.

However, according to the human concept of time, a thousand years is enough for several generations to pass—once this contract can be signed, it will be a continuous exchange of resources.

The thought of signing such a contract on behalf of Kroya and having it recorded in the records of Han Reef filled Ryan with excitement, but on the surface he remained calm and restrained.

He gestured, inviting them, "I've prepared the magic circle. Please follow me, my two guests!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

Even more anxious than him was Myrox.

This guy was practically pushing Ryan forward—even though he was a weak elf, he was still an elf nonetheless.

In ancient times, they were elves, a race known as the Golden Race. Despite their slender arms, they possessed considerable strength.

Ryan was half-pushed and half-pulled forward by him, while Ellie watched helplessly from the side. The two elves and one person quickly arrived at the spatial magic circle.

After a brief teleportation, we arrived at the Banyan Tree Factory.

The fragrance of tulips instantly filled the elf's keen sense of smell—

A cluster of vibrant red tulips, as brilliant as flames, grows freely under the protection of the banyan tree.

Upon arriving, Mylok immediately ran towards the clusters of tulips growing on the ground, crouched down, and sniffed the fragrance.

Looking again at the flower, which was almost overflowing with nectar, his expression became even more astonished.

He couldn't understand why these bright red tulips had so much nectar, to the point that... it was even drinkable like honey water.

With an open mind, he asked Ryan curiously, "Were these bright red tulips watered with the Fountain of Life? Or were they modified by the Beoril Array?"

—In the Oak Garden, these two methods are the most effective for modifying magical plants.

Of course, he didn't ask for nothing. As soon as he asked, he took out an exquisite magic artifact that looked like a lotus leaf from his personal spatial magic artifact and gently tossed it out.

The moment it was thrown out, countless tiny jade crystals flew out from the lotus leaf, combined in mid-air, and merged into the tulip field.

At first glance, it looks like many lotus leaves have suddenly sprouted in a tulip field.

The magic of the runes fluctuated and changed, eventually spraying water droplets from within the shimmering patterns. These were pale green spiritual dews, each drop brimming with vitality.

The tulips, nourished by the rain, are noticeably more vibrant, their petals more dazzling, even possessing a ruby-like luster.

"..."

Ryan looked at the tulips and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing this, Ellie was about to speak when she suddenly sensed something and looked to the side.

"hehe."

A somewhat aged voice rang out.

His tone carried a hint of praise for the younger generation: "You're quite adept at using the Lotus Leaf Dew Magic Artifact. Which generation is this?"

"Teacher Oak!" Ryan felt relieved and quickly bowed, because he really couldn't find the words to say.

Although he admitted that his knowledge was insufficient, he couldn't afford to embarrass Lord Kroya like this!

The oak tree winked at him in comfort.

When Myroth and Ellie saw the oak tree appear, they bowed their heads slightly in respect, already sensing the blessing of the Earth Mother Goddess upon this oak tree.

"Oak Sage, Myrox uses the fifth-generation Lotus Leaf Dew Magic Artifact, and dozens of them will be shipped over along with the items in this transaction," Ellie said ingratiatingly.

To put it simply, this thing is a magical artifact version of cloud and rain magic, but it incorporates some natural magic runes, which can more realistically mimic naturally falling raindrops and dew.

"Then we won't stand on ceremony." Oak nodded and introduced:

"The tulips here are simply nourished by a magical array; they were cultivated by my friend Kroya himself."

"You can take a closer look; it doesn't use many magical artifacts or runes to assist its growth."

In the civilization of the elves, there seems to be a slight resistance to magical plants and beasts cultivated through excessive use of magic, and a greater preference for those that grow naturally.

This is strange, because the elves are known for their skill in using magic to cultivate and improve magical plants, so it's really odd that they are now suddenly pursuing something all-natural.

However, the elves are such an awkward race.

"Huh? This hasn't been nurtured with magic runes?" Myrox exclaimed in surprise. "But I can sense magical fluctuations here..."

He scratched his head, pointed to the leaves above, and said, "The magic here is so evenly distributed, is it really formed naturally?"

To be honest, his doubts are quite normal.

Judging from the current magical environment, the magical fluctuations in every ray of sunlight filtering through the leaves are almost identical. Such a sophisticated magical environment could not possibly be formed naturally.

Moreover, it seems to contain traces of spiritual comfort for the magical plants, as well as magical combinations and connections.

In response to Myrox's questioning, the oak tree simply said, "You can go and see for yourself. If you can find a magic circle here, I'll give you a batch of honey for free."

Myrox actually used magic to fly over to the leaves of the banyan tree to observe and study them carefully.

He used as many magical tools as possible to examine the leaves and branches, trying to find traces of magic circles.

However, it turns out that this was actually formed by the leaves themselves, or rather, the sunlight filtered through the leaves created such a perfect magical environment.

What kind of pure, natural gift is this?!

It must be a blessing and miracle from the Mother Goddess!

His eyes widened in surprise.

The elves have this peculiar quirk: in the absence of a magic circle, fruits and creations that grow closer to the environment of a magic circle are considered better by them.

Undoubtedly, this is the case now—the banyan leaves naturally create an environment akin to a magic circle, and the falling sunlight and magic nourish and soothe the tulips.

The nectar produced in such an environment is pure, natural nectar!

Realizing this, he didn't hesitate to take out the contract he always carried with him: "Let's sign it now. I'll give you three magic crystals for every milliliter of honey."

If the tulip ages, three more magic crystals are added for every twenty years, doubling after one hundred years, with no upper limit.

Within my authority, we can first sign a two-thousand-year contract, and I will return here two thousand years later.

He made this decision without even going up to the upper levels to check, and he was no longer socially anxious; his eyes were shining.

Such naturally formed treasures would definitely create a sensation among the elves. If they were transported back and processed, their value could very well increase two or three times.

Faced with such a massive amount of magic crystals, even he was finding it hard to contain himself, after all... research requires money!

Without magic crystals, how can we conduct research and purchase equipment?

But the Orpheus Oak slowly said, "We have no shortage of magic crystals. If you want to sign a contract, let's trade magical plants and magical artifacts unique to the Elven race."

To escalate the situation, it took out another item from its personal storage space and showed it to Mylok.

It was a crystal-clear dewdrop.

A very symmetrical teardrop shape.

But it reflects the solemn and warm light of dawn.

Mylocos looked a little bewildered; he didn't immediately recognize what it was.

"!!!" But Ellie, standing to the side, widened her eyes and asked eagerly, "Has Mr. Kroya thoroughly researched that plane?"

She couldn't possibly be mistaken.

This must be a "Dewdrop of the Spirit" that can only be produced in the Dark Dimension.

The glowing light that appeared in the honey earlier was probably "Sunset Essence Powder".

These two are the special materials primarily produced in the Dark Dimension; they are pure light born only under extreme darkness. Although they are only level three materials, they hold special significance even within the Orpheus family.

"Yes." The Orpheus Oak looked directly at this younger member of the Orpheus family for the first time: "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"...Do you have any mineral resources yet?" Ellie asked, suppressing her excitement.

Orpheus Oak shook its head: "Not yet."

"Let's focus on this contract first."

"Can you meet my request?"

The positions were instantly reversed. Originally, the elves were the ones making the purchase and had the advantage, but after showing the pure natural structure of the honey and seeing the drops of morning dew, the supplier immediately gained the upper hand.

Now it's the elves who are eager to buy, not the other way around.

Mylok, having little experience in business, readily agreed: "Sure."

He took out a brand new sheet of paper engraved with elven runes, rewrote the contract on the spot, and asked the Orpheus Oak what exactly it wanted to trade.

Orpheus Oak didn't stand on ceremony; its first request was for the blueprints and seeds of the Elven Moonwell and Moonlight Moss.

It had described the magic circle of Moonlight Dew Grass and Sea Spirit Mushroom to Kroya a long time ago, and the advanced version of this thing requires genuine Moon Well and Moonlight Moss to build.

If one could truly possess all the materials and components required for this magic circle, it could create a genuine "Moonlight Blessing".

That thing can directly increase meditation efficiency.

It's more than ten times stronger than the Moonlit Elixir that Chloe is currently developing. With Moonlight Dew, Chloe can train his subordinates much faster.

Of course, such a treasure, which is equivalent to a strategic resource, is not so easy to trade.

Ultimately, the reason lies in the fact that it requires components such as Moonlight Dew Grass, Pure Sea Lingzhi, Moon Well, Moonlight Moss, and Magic Circle Diagram.

Almost all of them are indispensable; without any one of them, it would be impossible to produce Moonlight Dew, which can directly increase meditation efficiency.

Outsiders have no idea that Kroa actually possesses Moonlight Dew Grass and Sea Lingzhi of such high purity—Ellie might know, but she hasn't said anything.

Myrocules glanced at Ellie with some embarrassment and said softly, "Sister Ellie..."

"I agree."

Ellie readily agreed, "But it must be honey infused with the essence of morning dew, and each transaction must be at least thirty milliliters."

The originally set price could be doubled, from three magic crystals to six magic crystals, with the price doubling as the year increases.

Orpheus Oak nodded: "Yes."

Myroth rewrote the contract on the spot, and Ellie and Orpheus Oak talked there, finalizing the contents of the contract.

The final result is that the Elven race will provide a complete set of Moonwell blueprints and ten Moonlight Moss seeds, for a price of 10,000 Magic Crystals.

However, Han Reef Island must provide honey with the magic of both sunset and morning dew, with a monthly production of no less than sixty milliliters—thirty milliliters of each.

After the first batch of 10,000 magic crystals is traded, the island of Hanjiao will request more special products belonging to the elven race. The trading period is tentatively set for 2,000 years.

If more special products are discovered during this period, the contract can be expanded and supplemented.

The transaction was a resounding success, with both sides obtaining the treasures they desired.

When Ryan pressed the seal of Chloe onto the paper, his heart was pounding—he had actually signed a two-thousand-year contract!

This is the Hanjiao Island, and even within the long-standing contracts between humans and elves, it's considered a very long one.

This exciting joy pounded in his heart, a feeling that made his blood boil even more than the training itself.

An idea gradually emerged in his mind: he wanted to go out and do business, and sign more business contracts that would benefit Hanjiao Island.

Only in this way can his name remain in the history of Han Reef and in the heart of Kroa.

That's something you absolutely can't achieve even with hard training!

"I need to apply to Lord Chloe for permission to go out and do business!"

He made up his mind.

The Orpheus Oak, unaware of what its little apprentice was thinking, had its mind entirely on the Gray Desert once the contract was signed.

As Kroya's envoy, Mifein has gone to negotiate with the Gray Sand Lord and inspect the results of the first batch of Ship City. I wonder how it went.

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(End of this chapter)