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

Chapter 306. The Vision of the Demonic Plant, Border Trade

After settling Daphne in, Kroya quickly arranged for Jamie, who was in the Gray Desert, and Ryan, who was out negotiating business, to go and negotiate with the arriving elves.

Border trade, the exchange between the two races, is practically an inexhaustible mine of magic crystals. So many merchants who want to trade with the elves can only do so secretly through smuggling.

They were willing to risk being discovered by the elven guards and having their clothes hung on trees to dry, which shows just how profitable this business was.

Now that such an opportunity is right in front of him, he naturally wants to seize it.

While he was thinking, Tarling reported to the leader:

"Owner."

"There is a message from the Church of the Goddess of Love who hope to cooperate with you and take on the responsibility of protecting your border trade sites."

Kroya was somewhat surprised: "Only one? Didn't the other churches send messages?"

He had long anticipated that those churches would not let this opportunity pass, but he did not expect that only the Church of the Goddess of Love would come. What were the other churches doing?

"Uh... their message explained this, because the border trade permit was issued jointly by the Elven Royal Court and the Great Wisdom Palace, so only the Pope's church was sent."

"..."

"They really aren't afraid of internal divisions," Kroya exclaimed in amazement. "Even if the Pope did this, wouldn't he be impeached by the Pope's earthly saints?"

We all serve God, so who is more noble than whom?

Tarling immediately displayed a scene before Chloe—the headquarters of the Cathedral of the Seven Gods, where the magnificent sunset clouds belonging to the goddess of love enveloped the entire church's sky.

"..."

It's alright then, it turns out they had a powerful figure backing them up.

Kroya shook his head. "Tell them that this time the elves negotiated directly with me, and if they want something, I can help them transport it."

But it's absolutely impossible for them to get involved.

Sending people to maintain order is just like stationing troops.

If the Knights of the Church of the Goddess of Love really did go there, given how far away the emperor was, they wouldn't be able to get there immediately no matter what happened, so it's hard to say who would be in charge.

However, he always felt that the goddess of love wouldn't be so foolish as to send down such an oracle... Could it be that by taking this opportunity, she could shut up the other churches?

Thinking of this, he added, "Remember to be polite. I don't think they'll be that rude, after all, we have a deal with them."

"Okay." Tarling also felt that the Church of the Goddess of Love must have a reason for doing this.

Therefore, it politely and courteously refused the pastor of the Church of the Goddess of Love, who was waiting for a reply.

The latter had anticipated this and immediately reported it to the Pope.

Upon learning of this, the Pope continued to pray to the goddess of love.

Therefore, the deal between the Duke of Han Reef in the northern border of the Kingdom of Norland and the elves had nothing to do with the Church of the Seven Gods. It was completely terminated at the Church of the Goddess of Love, and no one would say anything more about it.

Kroya quickly put the matter out of her mind and began studying the magic she had just acquired, also picking up several books on prophetic magic to study along with them.

The result, however, was not satisfactory.

He still couldn't learn the magic of prophecy, not even to predict tomorrow's weather.

This discovery made Cloa's face turn very pale.

He paced restlessly in his mage tower, pondered for a while, and then came to the top of the mage tower where those prophetic flowers were planted.

"I can't do it, so what about you?"

Kroa, gazing at the flowers imbued with nebula energy, murmured to himself, "This magic is clearly like sending a message and receiving a response, yet it requires divination magic. Why does it need divination magic?"

The flowers of Breshina swayed gently, nebulae shimmering on their petals, and within them, one could vaguely see eye-like stamens, inorganic matter gazing at Kroa who was watching them.

The Elven race possesses a special magic called "Natural Vision," which allows them to focus their senses on magical plants or beasts, perceiving subtle changes in the natural world from different perspectives.

It sounds good, but it's actually forbidden magic.

The way magical plants and magical beasts observe and perceive the world is different from that of humans, and they are fundamentally different. If your will is not firm, you may be turned into a fool by the completely different world you are created to live.

Many druids have encountered this situation.

Now, what Kroa needs to do is use the power of the Eye of Brescina, its structure, to observe the composition of the prophetic spells and the Arrow of Destiny.

They were trying to learn magic in this clever way.

This is certainly dangerous to some extent, but given Kroya's mental strength and the emergency preparations made to wake him up, it will only be a little uncomfortable at most.

He preferred to choose discomfort over curiosity.

However, to ensure that no accidents would happen, he still made the imprint—first imprinting the Natural Vision inside the celestial body of the Eye of Breshina, and then carefully separating a wisp of spiritual power to enter the magic runes of the Natural Vision.

[Imprint complete, Eye of Brescina (Natural Vision)]

This ability will be activated when mental energy or any observable power enters the interior of this magical plant. Your will will be enveloped by the Eye of Breshina, allowing you to see the world through its lens.

The instant Kroa's consciousness entered the Eye of Brescina, he felt that the structure of the world had changed. The composition of magic, the starlight projected from the sky, and even the magic of the Eye of Brescina itself were completely different from his original understanding.

This feeling is indeed very strange, but also very painful.

The impact on a mage who has explored the magical composition of the world is enormous when he suddenly sees the world from a completely different perspective.

Fortunately, he was always enveloped in the magic of the Eye of Brescina, which was fundamentally different from druids and nature mages who directly used their eyes to adapt to changes in magic.

He tried his best to adapt, and then communicated with the Eye of Brescina:

"Use your prophetic abilities to predict tomorrow's weather."

As he gave the command, the world before him suddenly changed, and the swirling nebula and the eye formed by the stamen of the Eye of Brescina entered a wondrous realm.

There seemed to be some faint sounds echoing.

Echoing among the stars, like ripples captured by the Eye of Bresina—this was the prophecy, the echo from the astral plane, the reverberation of the stars.

Tomorrow's weather... Sunny.

Kroa: "..."

This... this is a prophecy? A prophecy from a weather forecast?

He felt even more disoriented for a moment; the voice from among the stars seemed to echo in his ears, growing clearer with each passing moment—

"It will be sunny tomorrow."

"It will be sunny tomorrow."

"..."

He quickly blocked out these strange echoes and then pondered the magic runes of the Arrow of Destiny.

At this moment, he was learning by combining the special perception of prophetic magic through the Eye of Brescina with his own knowledge of light, which was equivalent to having an auxiliary learning device based on the Eye of Brescina.

But in the instant he fully perceived it.

"Boom."

The Eye of Brescina exploded.

The nebula and the eye-like flower stamen shattered instantly. If Kroya hadn't reacted in time, even his fragments of spiritual energy would have been destroyed by this force.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, he was shocked to see a small arrow made of starlight stuck in the spot where the Eye of Brescina had been before her death.

The source of the arrows... is the Sagittarius constellation, which shimmers faintly in the sky.

The starlight arrow it fired directly destroyed the Eye of Brescina, which Kroa used to observe and study the "Arrow of Destiny," without dissipating even a trace of its power; everything else was perfectly fine.

The arrow of destiny did indeed appear before him, but in a different way.

"This is truly speechless."

Kroya rubbed his throbbing head: "Does that mean only those who have studied the Rainbow Poem and obtained permission can research it? Did Daphne get permission directly from Apollo?"

With that in mind, he immediately began his second attempt—he enveloped the power of the Rainbow Poem in the Eye of Bresina, trying to imbue it with rainbow light, and then repeated the first step.

However, this attempt also failed.

He was fairly certain that he would be out of luck when it came to prophecy until he learned the first chapter of the Azure chapter.

So the question is, how do we learn the first chapter?

The prophetic power he just saw through the Eye of Breshina was like some kind of data exchange. Sending out data was like asking a question, and the astral echo would answer it.

"Could it be... that some things were already decided in the astral plane?"

"Is what we are experiencing now already in the past within the structure of a distant astral plane?"

Although he had this conjecture, he had no conclusions or data to support whether his conjecture was right or wrong, so he could only continue to study divination and continue to observe divination through the "eyes" of magical plants and magical beasts.

I hope to first arrive at a conclusion, and then use that conclusion to build my own unique understanding of divination.

……

While Kroya was engrossed in his studies.

Located on the border of the gray desert.

Ryan and Jamie's team has arrived here. Each of them is an elite among elites, and they have even specially invited the heroes from Valhalla to participate in this event.

Because this is extremely important.

This is the only time in nearly two thousand years that the Elven Royal Court and the Great Wisdom Palace have taken the initiative to invite the human race to engage in trade and construction, and the initiative is still with the human race.

To be honest, Ryan and Jamie, the two in charge, were under tremendous pressure. They were worried about whether they could do this job well, and if they did not, wouldn't they embarrass Kroa and even the alien race?

But when they reached the border, those thoughts immediately vanished—

The earth spirit shaman, blessed by the Beast God and from the orc royal family, personally led the orcish party, standing alongside a scholar sent by the Elven Great Wisdom Palace, awaiting their arrival.

The ever-proud elves have actually arrived ahead of schedule this time!

It's important to know that the Elven race is so proud that they always arrive on time; getting them to arrive ahead of schedule is practically impossible.

It's always others waiting for them, never the other way around.

Ryan and Jamie exchanged a glance, and Jamie stepped forward instead.

"Friends of the elves, friends of the orcs, it's a pleasure to meet you."

He said naturally, "I was sent by Hanjiao Island to make contact with you."

The orcish earth shaman chuckled and said, "I received a divine decree from the Beast God before I came. As long as you can provide us with enough meat and food, our goods will be open to you unconditionally."

She was very direct, essentially laying out her bottom line—food, especially meat.

The orcs could offer their most unique goods: various furs, bones, minerals, and special magical items belonging to shamans.

Ryan, standing next to Jamie, chimed in, "I understand."

After several years of training, he had made a name for himself. He immediately went to the shaman for a detailed chat, at least to find out what the other person liked and disliked to eat.

This is so that goods can be retrieved from the breeding bases in the north in a timely manner.

After the two of them went to the side, the elven envoy finally spoke: "I don't quite trust your abilities."

His words were very direct: "This is a direct order from the Great Wisdom Palace, so I came, but I still don't trust your abilities."

Jamie remained unfazed by the elf's question: "I know that perfectly well."

"Many people didn't trust me, but I still came here, and it was on the direct orders of the Duke of Han Reef."

The elf fell silent.

Even if he were arrogant, he wouldn't dare say anything wrong about Duke Hanjiao.

Thus, the proud elf was easily subdued by the young apprentice who was not even a fraction of his age.

He took a deep breath.

"Then let's discuss the issue of building homes for our half-elf brethren. Hopefully, that great duke hasn't misjudged us."

"Of course." Jamie maintained his polite smile.

"However, if the information you provided is incomplete and causes problems, I will ask the tutor to request a replacement from the elves."

"..."

The elf remained silent.

About half a minute later, he began his story, greeted by Jamie's beaming smile—and he told it with great seriousness.

Jamie's expression gradually became serious as he listened.

It turns out that this collaboration wasn't just about Daphne from the Orpheus family; a deity was also involved.

That was the half-elf god who had just entered the elven pantheon, and His first divine decree was to ask for solutions to the half-elves' livelihood problems.

In other words, He is looking down from the divine realm, waiting for Jamie to hand in his answer.

Jamie's heart pounded, a long-dormant passion welled up within him, and he was filled with excitement.

That's right!

That's what makes a challenge interesting!

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(End of this chapter)