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

Chapter 264. The Elf Orchestra Traveling the Land

Soon, the magic of the nature spirits attracted more people, including Mifein and Oak Tree, as well as a mysterious person wearing a white cloak.

While Kroya was in meditation and slumber, the Tower Spirits and the others essentially took over the leadership of the entire High Reef Island and the Northern Territory.

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

Tarling was well aware of this and continued Kroya's management style, essentially delegating some power to Miffy and Oak.

One person and one tree, one responsible for relationships with people and the other for relationships with magical plants and beasts, did a very good job.

As for that mysterious person...

He is even more special; at least within the Tower Spirits' authority, He is second only to Kroa.

He handles many important matters, and even the Tower Spirit's own intelligent modules have been rewritten by Him.

The speed and efficiency of its operation are more than twice as high as before, so the tower spirit can be said to have great respect for it.

Of course, the apprentices didn't know.

The apprentices were astonished that even Milfield and Oak were half a step behind the mysterious man in the white cloak, clearly indicating that he was the leader.

The two people and the tree made their way through the crowd to the edge of the pool.

"Master Miya".

Miffy cautiously inquired, "Was its creation due to the surrounding natural magic circle? Or is there some unknown magic at work?"

Although he didn't know the origin of this mysterious person who was always dressed very conservatively, he was impressed by his knowledge.

The mysterious person called "Miya" nodded and said:

"The magic circle for the birth of the elf has indeed worked; this adorable little life..."

His voice was very gentle, but it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female, and it seemed to have a special power of words.

"It really worked!"

The oak tree immediately stepped forward, extending its branches as if to carefully touch the mermaid spirit.

As a result, the mermaid spirit seemed to be startled and quickly grabbed the branch of the pure white sea coconut that had sunk into the pool, holding it tightly.

If the pure white sea coconut had an expression, it would definitely be completely bewildered right now—why is it being hugged?

The oak tree was even more bewildered. It was a product of nature and a favorite of Mother Earth, yet a spirit was afraid of it.

"This is interesting." Miya blinked, a faint, illusory ring flickering in her clear eyes: "It has taken the pure white sea coconut as its mother."

"what?"

The oak tree couldn't understand: "Spirits of nature shouldn't have the concept of father and mother, so why does it possess such emotions that are almost like life itself?"

Mifein also found it strange: "I have seen many nature spirits in the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess, but they really have no feelings, and you could even say that they are indifferent to life."

Miya did not deny it, but pointed to the pure white sea coconut.

"Nurtured with milk, nourished with the essence of one's own life."

"An being born from the nourishment of love will naturally love others."

"Now... its children are going to repay it."

As if to prove His words, the little mermaid struggled to climb up the pure white coconut palm branches, finally reaching the crown of the coconut tree.

It sat atop a pure white coconut from which the pure white sea coconut grew, its tiny, fin-like hands gently stroking it, and a strange, azure glow emanated from its body.

The radiance flowed down from the top of the coconut tree canopy like water, gradually soaking into all the pure white sea coconuts, shimmering with the life force of water magic under the moonlight.

The coconut trees sensed this magic and stretched out their branches, sending their leaves toward the mermaid spirit, forming a cradle made of the tenderest leaves.

The little elf sat in the cradle, its head swaying gently, as if it were singing a song.

Although the singing was immature, it was like flowing river water and new life growing, carrying a refreshing power. It danced gently under the moonlight, twinkling like starlight on the ground.

"What a nice view."

The apprentices, whose knowledge was relatively limited, were only amazed by the life force and appearance of these magical powers, but in Mifein's heart, it was as if a storm was brewing.

As a successor of the harvest spirit, he was well aware that there were some extremely special "spiritual energies" within the church of Mother Earth.

The most unique of these is a power called "natural aura," which, simply put, is the "aura" that nature spirits can create using their own life force.

The azure light before us is the spiritual energy of this mermaid spirit. If it were the old Mifein, he would definitely want to collect some of this spiritual energy.

It is the main ingredient of the "Fountain of Life" that the Elven race is famous throughout the world and many planes. Although it cannot be made with only natural spiritual energy, the main ingredient is still very precious.

If sold to the elves, it should yield a considerable amount of treasure.

Although the Orpheus Oak tree nearby didn't care about its monetary value, the natural aura was extremely beneficial to plants like it, and could even drive evolution.

So it just stared longingly, but dared not move.

Miya didn't feel anything, after all, when the Elf King went to pay homage to the Ark, he gave her some magic runes and principles for making the Fountain of Life. Back when the Ark was at its peak, those things were used to water flowers.

His only regret was that Chloe was not there. If Chloe had been there, perhaps he could have gleaned some insights into life from these melodies.

The sun and life are actually inseparable.

However, before He could feel regret, pillars made of magic crystals suddenly rose up all around, appearing from the depths of the earth and standing tall in the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, magical runes representing space appeared directly between the crystal pillars, enveloping the area like a curtain.

A tiny, seven-stringed harp emerged from the ripples in space and landed lightly beside the mermaid spirit. The green string among the seven strings, which shone with red, orange, yellow, and green hues, seemed to be plucked by an invisible hand.

Verdant music flowed from the strings, and rainbow grasses appeared all around, swaying and nodding as they joined in playing the radiant aria—

"The world is covered with all kinds of fruit..."

"And the spirit nourished by all the fruits of the world..."

"Accompanied by the light of day."

Miya: "..."

He was slightly surprised; He hadn't even noticed that there was a spirit within the gopher harp!

He truly overlooked the fact that this gopher wood harp was the treasure closest to Kroa's soul, and it was even inscribed by Kroa with the current four chapters of "The Rainbow Poem"!

During the time that Kroa was asleep, it had been spreading music in the dream of the Golden Apple, and its spirituality was gradually being replenished, just waiting for an opportunity.

All it takes is a trigger for the Gopher Wood Elf to be fully born!

"Perhaps that's possible."

He narrowed his eyes, an idea forming in his mind. He glanced at the excited apprentices beside him, then looked at the distant land.

The text and music of "The Rainbow Poem" are actually extremely special; if you cannot learn these words, you will not be able to understand their meaning at all.

The apprentices could only hear this special music at most, but even that was enough to excite them.

"It's an adult's zither!"

"Could it be that the adults have finished their experiments?"

"Teacher Chloe!"

They hadn't seen Kroya for five whole years, and all they could do every day was bow to that tower. For those of them who had basically been raised by Kroya, this was a great torment.

Miya shook her head helplessly: "He's still researching... Samir, come here."

"What is it, sir?"

Samir quickly came over and, with a look of surprise, took a small harp from Mia's hand. It looked similar to the harp next to the mermaid elf.

His hands were trembling, as if he were about to drop the little harp.

"Here you go." Mia glanced at Samir and pointed to the harp she was playing.

"Since the magic circle here has succeeded, it means that the theory and experiments on magic circles in other areas will also succeed sooner or later. We can work hard."

"Let them all take shape that very night!"

Everyone looked puzzled, wondering what He was up to. Only the oak tree reacted, walking up to Mia with a smile on its face.

"Venerable Miya, I can do it too!"

"Then you can join us." Miya didn't complain at all. She immediately created another harp and handed it to Oak Tree. Then she looked at the apprentices and said, "Anyone who has studied music magic can come."

"You can join in as long as you can keep up with the tune it's playing."

After exchanging glances, only four apprentices stepped forward, took the harp from Miya's hands, and stood behind her with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

The rest of the people could only feel envious and jealous. Why hadn't they learned music magic? This was clearly a rare opportunity, and they wondered what they would gain.

Once all the apprentices who were able to participate in the performance were in position, Miya opened her palm, and a vine appeared in her fair, almost glowing palm.

To be precise, it was a platinum rose vine, with small thorns on which grew clusters of platinum roses that shimmered with a metallic sheen.

He casually tossed the flower vine, and the vine, as if it had its own life, entangled Him, the oak tree, the mermaid spirit, the pure white sea spirit coconut, Samir, and the four apprentices.

At first glance, it looked like they were prisoners tied up and about to be taken to a prison.

However, both the people and trees entwined by the vines felt a strange power reverberating within their bodies, as if even their spirits were being linked together.

Miya glanced back, feeling frustrated that she couldn't give a proper explanation without Kroya's presence, and could only sigh softly.

This flower vine was brought by a traveler from a plane completely covered by the music of the Primordial Poems, and it can transmit the music to the maximum extent.

However, in that world, these flower vines that could transmit music had long been integrated with the human brain, essentially being controlled by the rose vines.

If it weren't for the Planeswalker's forceful intervention, the entire world would probably have ended up as a symphony echoing through the stars.

With the rose vines, He could connect the sounds of music.

After arranging all the preparations, He walked to the pure white sea coconut and gently picked up the gopher wood harp.

"The Shepherd's Poems".

After saying this, He began to play the gopher harp, and His magic drew upon the magic that Kroa had left in the harp.

Influenced by the music, the coconut trees immediately sprouted roots from the soil, and in the cradle formed by their intertwined canopies, the little mermaid swayed and sang along.

Rainbow grass spread out in front, forming a colorful road.

Miya led the way, followed by the pure white sea spirit coconut carrying the mermaid spirit, and then Oak, Samir, and the apprentices.

The other apprentices were unable to tread the path of the rainbow grass, so they could only follow behind on their flying magic carpets.

Along the path of light formed by rainbow grass, Miya, along with the humans, trees, and elves, slowly made their way to several locations where Kroya had previously conducted experiments.

The first location was also a small grove surrounded by pure white sea coconut palms, where there were some exquisite stones, each with spots that shimmered with an emerald luster.

The coconut juice of the pure white sea coconut drips onto the stones, nourishing and nurturing them, or rather, imbuing them with the subtle spirituality of jade.

Without external intervention, it would probably take some time, but things are different now.

When the path of the rainbow grass extends here, the light belonging to the Radiant Green Aria mixes with the natural spiritual energy released by the mermaid spirit, like a hand gently stroking a stone.

The spirituality that was about to be born inside the stone quickly took shape, and within a few minutes, the outer shell of the rock automatically cracked open, just like flower petals blooming.

Inside, there was a dragon that looked like a young one, holding a small piece of jade, flapping its small wings and flying up, landing on the pure white sea coconut.

Its emerald luster gradually permeated the surrounding pure white sea coconuts, and then those sea coconuts also pulled out their roots, were entwined by platinum rose vines, and joined the orchestra.

Rainbow Grass Road continues forward.

They passed through several regions one after another, and in those regions, they brought forth elves from all the jade, emeralds, magical plants, earth, water, and even air.

A series of colorful spirits, in the shapes of trees, dragons, bears, tigers, birds, mermaids, and humanoids, sat in cradles formed by the canopies of pure white sea coconut trees, humming songs with the angels.

Their natural aura permeates each pure white sea coconut through the platinum rose vines, gradually seeping into the body of these coconut trees, making the bark and coconuts shine even brighter.

However, the greatest gain was the gopher wood harp held by the angel. Although it was just a phantom of the harp, with the angel's power, it still transferred all kinds of natural spiritual energy into the gopher wood harp itself.

After being filtered by Him, the purity of these natural spiritual energies is far more exaggerated than that of the so-called Fountain of Life. It should be noted that the original ability of the Ring was to regulate and dissipate the vast magical power of the Void.

There is no magical artifact in the world, not even in the farthest, boundless astral realm, that has a stronger regulatory capacity than it.

The tower spirit watched as the gopher wood harp's strings and body began to shimmer, its calm, detached voice echoing throughout the vast mage tower—

"The spiritual array is rapidly filling; estimated completion time is one hour..."

"The Gopher Wood Array is taking effect..."

"The influence of God fills the Morse mental array, with an estimated completion rate of 20%."

Even if there are no longer any reports to make within this mage tower, it still dutifully displays the data, then summarizes and archives it.

During the time Kroa slept, its intelligent array never rested for even a second, and its cold magical light accompanied it for five years.

It has never even seen the sunlight outside; all it sees every day is flowing data and information from various regions that it needs to process.

Despite controlling the entire northern region, it was as lonely as if it were huddled in a small room, where even sunlight couldn't penetrate.

When will you wake up?

The voice of the tower spirit seemed to seep into the gopher wood harp that was being played, and the next moment, tangible music enveloped it.

Within the warm music formed by the rainbow grass, its soul was enveloped, leaving the mage tower and transforming into a small gray shark that floated above the angel's head.

The angel glanced at it in surprise, knowing full well that the spirit within the gopher harp had sensed the tower spirit's loneliness.

This means that it is one step closer to its birth.

The tower spirit stared blankly ahead, completely unaware that its mood was gradually becoming joyful and exhilarated, nor that its consciousness was spreading far and wide amidst the music.

It even affected... the tower spirit inside the folded space of a mage tower that had been almost completely emptied.

From afar, the elves, pure white sea coconuts, people, and angels blend together, as if a natural deity were passing through a rainbow-formed path, touring the northern lands.

Because there were so many elves, some of whom were originally spirits of the North, and because the procession was led by an angel with the Oak of Orpheus following behind.

This caused an uproar throughout almost the entire Northern Territory. All magical plants and magical beasts that could hear the Shepherd's Song followed the orchestra on the Rainbow Grass.

The path formed by the rainbow grass created a rainbow of light, surrounded by the northern breeze and dew, everything was so harmonious.

As the moon gradually disappeared into the sky and the sun rose from the east, the first warm rays of dawn shone on the gopher harp in the angel's hand.

It floated gently up and rose into the sky.

The instrument refracted seven colors of light, and its spirituality gushed out like a spring, truly forming a rainbow under the sunlight, spanning the entire Northern Territory.

Birds sang joyfully, monsters roared, and magical plants shook their leaves, offering a gift to the powerful elf.

The entire North was illuminated by the light of the rainbow at that moment, and a figure appeared beside the harp.

That is……

The spirit of Gopherwood!

It had been growing in the garden of a legendary mage for who knows how long, and once it developed sentience, it would even approach the level of a legend.

Of course, it is also possible that it has attracted the attention of some deities and been invited to become a divine messenger.

For example now—

The clouds in the northern sky swirled wildly, like boiling water, and it seemed that several powerful consciousnesses were projecting onto the main plane from within them.

I saw today that someone had more than 20 monthly tickets... Turns out it was double monthly tickets, sob sob, if you guys have any, please give me some monthly tickets!

(End of this chapter)