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

Chapter 25. The Legendary Mage's Little Pet

A talking monster?

Kroa narrowed her eyes, but did not sense any intense magical fluctuations.

Theoretically speaking, for a Warcraft player to have a fully developed intelligence similar to that of a human, they would need to be at least level six or seven, and only under very specific conditions.

But what about this one? Its magic fluctuations aren't much greater than Kroa's; it's probably only close to level three.

But its tone and logic were so clear, which was very unusual.

Something abnormal...

"Why can you speak?" he asked directly, and magic surged between his fingers, gathering into a ball of crimson fire.

With a serious expression, he said, "I don't like things getting out of my control. To be honest, you've surprised me a bit."

The crimson flames danced in his palm, making the already somewhat dark environment even more striking. Combined with his chilling tone, it was indeed enough to stop a child from crying.

The giant vine showed obvious fear in the face of the suddenly appearing crimson fireball; its branches and leaves trembled and prostrated themselves down, as if pleading.

Her voice trembled: "I was transformed by Lady Ilister, a legendary high elf mage."

That's why I possess such wisdom.

Legendary mage?

It is said that they are powerful beings who have transcended the realm of mortals, who are not even subject to the gods' arbitrary rule but are allies, and who can travel freely between planes.

You're just a level 2 magical beast at best, how could you possibly have anything to do with beings of that level?

"..."

Kroya's lips twitched unnaturally, but she didn't put away the fireball in her hand, and continued to ask, "Then tell me in detail."

He had already activated the Astral Spirit Imprint Technique when he said those words, and he saw the Astral Spirit of the giant vine.

In comparison, its astral body is indeed complex.

The overall composition is a bright green halo, but there are also fearful reds and calming blues.

"I should believe him..."

"Ah, it seems like I can see a wider space."

"I really want to help my master."

It's still the same familiar sentiment, and based on that, it shouldn't be lying.

So Chloe's voice softened a little.

Perhaps he sensed that Kroya's tone had softened.

It quickly said, "I was merely inspired by the essence of the Wood element and then became Lady Illist's gatekeeper."

For three thousand years after her departure, I remained at the entrance to her mage tower, slumbering alongside my kin. Later, I was brought out of the ruins, and it was only through your essence that I was fully revived.

"Wait a minute." Kroya noticed something was amiss: "You said three thousand years? Could you have lived until now in three thousand years?"

That's three thousand years! If you could survive, even a pig would have become a legendary magical beast by now. But you're still such a weakling.

The sound of the wooden vine is filled with memories:

"As a mage, you should know that once a mage reaches the legendary level, their lifespan is almost infinite, and each research session will take hundreds of years."

By the time she left the lab, we would have long since turned to dust.

Therefore, Lady Ellist specially used Time Crystals to build a magic circle to ensure that the passage of time would slow down, to the point of almost falling silent and stopping.

The cost is that we can barely grow.

"Oh," Chloe replied casually.

But I was filled with admiration for the legendary mage's abilities—he built such a formation just to keep the little flowers and grass alive?

Is this the capriciousness of a legendary mage?

He was impressed by the abilities of this big shot, but he had absolutely no interest in the mage tower and ruins the other party mentioned.

The mage tower of a legendary mage, even after countless years of changes, will still have its tower spirit and magical mechanisms intact; it is not something to be taken lightly.

Is farming no longer appealing? Or is staying at home just uncomfortable?

Why go and throw your life away?

Well... if the Baron insists on going to his death, there's not much he can do but find another partner.

At this moment, all he wanted to know was what benefits this guy could bring him, whether he could have it all, and what Mu Yao was.

"What do you know? And why do you call me master? Shouldn't Lady Ilster be your master?"

"When the lady left the mage tower, she told us that she was going on a long journey, and whoever could awaken us would be our new master."

"Does this mean you're willing to sign a master-servant contract with me?"

He stared at the giant vine. If it refused, he would have no choice but to kill it, even if it meant pain. After all, someone who had once been associated with a legendary mage was someone he couldn't completely control; killing was the only option.

The giant vine swayed slightly, as if nodding: "If that's what you want, of course I'm willing."

Thanks to the original owner, although her strength and comprehension were not very good, she had at least received systematic training in the capital, so she understood blood pacts.

Without saying a word, Kroya immediately began to use magic to condense a master-servant contract, and then gently pushed it towards him.

"Please."

As soon as the words were spoken, the crimson runes, shimmering with light, were absorbed by the giant vine, which seemed to be impatient.

A wondrous feeling of shared consciousness washed over him, along with the spirituality and soul of the giant vine, all within Kroya's grasp at a single thought.

If he wanted to kill the giant vine, he only needed to think about it.

Now that this contract exists, and with the celestial being that has been observing it, Kroa finally has some trust in it.

"How much do you know about the Seven Luminaries Crystal? And what have you learned from following Ms. Irisviel for so long?"

"..." The giant vine was silent for a moment, then said apologetically, "I am rooted in the outermost layer of the Lady Mage Tower, and I have not learned anything there."

But I know about the Seven Luminaries Crystal.

Refined Seven Luminaries Crystal Essence can help magical beasts or magical plants of the corresponding attributes to reproduce. We were cultivated by the lady using Wood Luminaries Essence.

Wood Essence is a derivative attribute of Earth Essence Crystal, a special essence born from the mixture of Water Essence and Earth Essence.

I have seen the hand gestures and incantations used by the lady when separating and combining the essences of Mercury and Earth, and I can tell you about them now.

The woman said this method could separate almost all powers, even the powers of the gods.

As it spoke, it began to chant a not-too-complex incantation, and its branches and leaves swayed like human arms, forming hand gestures.

"It can help with reproduction? No wonder those mermaids are so eager for the essence of water...tsk, so they want to increase their population."

Kroya pondered for a moment, then quickly memorized it, reciting it a few times until it was firmly in his mind—that's the advantage of being a mage, with strong mental power making it easy to remember anything.

I simulated the experiment in my mind and wrote it down; this magic doesn't seem to have any ranks.

It leans more towards a technique, a technique for separating and fusing different forces.

Therefore, there are no restrictions on magic power or level.

The only pity is that there is no Earth Essence, nor any power that can separate it, otherwise it would have been worth a try on the spot.

Having obtained this strange magic, he finally asked, "The person who brought you out asked me to refine some sacred metals. Is he planning to attack the mage tower?"

"It should be the lady's mage tower space anchoring device, which randomly connected to a certain space."

They are unlikely to succeed, but they should be able to obtain some treasures, which can be considered a reward from the lady.

Unless a legendary mage intervenes, it's absolutely impossible to enter the lady's mage tower.

The voice of the Woody Curved Vine was very confident.

"Is that so?"

He nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on its celestial body—Kroya was wondering what kind of magic this thing was suited for.

Is it some kind of secret magic?

(End of this chapter)