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

Chapter 317. The Island of the "Deep Sea," the Ancestor of the Sunflower

These magical beasts, which at most were level four, were transformed into legendary-level iron through continuous refining and forging day after day, year after year, almost without rest.

This is simply unbelievable.

Kroya examined the iron and found that it was mostly refined iron from the factory, with a considerable amount of special alloys among it.

These different irons and alloys, when mixed together, formed an extremely unique and legendary iron block that even he could not distinguish.

The only certainty is that these iron blocks will absolutely meet his requirements—they are highly compatible with magic, both pure and impure.

Kroa was quite satisfied and praised the Kaba Beasts to the skies, even giving them a large amount of magical food as an extra treat.

I thought these were already a pleasant surprise.

But what's even more incredible are their markings!

The original Kabamon had "Elemental Steel Fangs" and "Magic Stomachs." The former allowed them to enchant their teeth, while the latter allowed them to store magic and use it for forging.

Over the past few years, Kroya has been strengthening these two powers, adding many magical imprints that enhance their effects.

As a result, its imprint has now become—

【Kabamon (Striving for Forging)】

[This is now imprinted as a unique mark for Kabamon.]

[Upon acquiring this mark, Kabamon will learn all forging and refining techniques and transform them into its own unique forging methods.]

The current highest level of forging is: Legendary.

That's right, the description is extremely simple, but the effect is extremely exaggerated. These Kaba Beasts... can learn all forging and purification methods and can even adapt them to suit their own needs.

Generally, such extremely powerful abilities are only possessed by dwarves with a talent for forging, or even by special dwarves. Those dwarves can easily forge treasures that can be passed down through generations.

As a result, such talent actually appeared in some level four Kaba Beasts, who were generally considered to have insufficient intelligence and barely managed to get into the monster race—this whole group of them were.

"You really surprise me." He reached out and stroked the head of the largest one, the Kabab that he had seen the first time he arrived at the Reef Island.

It still feels very rough, like touching thatch, and the flesh is hard like a stone.

But it's very warm, like there's a furnace inside its body, constantly radiating abundant heat—it would be very comfortable to sleep with in winter, right?

It did not answer Kroya's question, but continued to chew slowly, refining and forging the metal that had already been refined countless times.

Kroya watched thoughtfully. This was probably why they were so successful. Even the most skilled craftsmen couldn't keep forging and refining like this without stopping.

"Would you like to be my waiters?"

He pondered for a moment before asking, "You were the first little ones to be touched by my magic, and you have witnessed the changes on Hanjiao Island. No life form is more suitable than you."

Kabab blinked its round little eyes.

Although it couldn't speak, the Celestial Imprint technique conveyed its meaning: "Huh? Me?"

"Yes," Chloe said, growing more and more fond of it. "You're the one I choose, my waiter!"

Thus, while Kabamon was still unaware, it received a special, shining note that was as unchanging as a rock.

The musical note landed on its forehead, forming a small mark that emitted a bright light and a soft melody.

From this moment on, its life is forever bound to the music of Kroya, and it will have no lifespan limit until the sun's light is completely extinguished.

……

Having taken a large amount of legendary metal, Kroya soon arrived at the sunflower field outside the castle.

The sunflower hasn't left this place for a long time. Even when the orbital garden was created last time, it stayed in the sunflower field and didn't go there.

Kroya knew what it was doing; ever since it received the faith that he had transferred, it had been staying in its fields, dealing with all sorts of complex faith power.

It's important to understand that faith is often not pure; it also contains all sorts of desires. If these desires are not properly addressed, they can be as potent as poison or a curse.

It might even affect the source of faith, forcing Him to move in the direction required by faith.

This is the downside of believing in God.

As he pondered the information he had received from the Vatican, he wondered if the Father of Light had also been swayed by faith.

Miya knew about the situation of the usurper Guangming, so she shouldn't have done something so foolish.

As he was about to enter the sunflower field, he stopped thinking too much about it. After all, no matter what, the Father of Light was no good person.

The space here has been treated with magical runes. The moment you step into the sunflower field, you have already entered the sunflowers' territory, where large swathes of different sunflowers are growing vigorously.

Joyful songs echoed in the air, singing to the seemingly ordinary sunflower at the very center of the field every moment, its sacred oil flowing like an orange river.

Throughout the entire North… no, almost everywhere the Kroa's influence extends, the power of faith converges on this field, where it is transformed by the sunflowers into sacred oil.

His arrival was welcomed by all the sunflowers, who unleashed their power in unison, creating a colorful curtain of magic in mid-air.

If an ordinary person were here, they'd probably be showered with blessings—vitality, healing power, stamina, speed, strength, mental fortitude…

The power of the sunflowers is comparable to that of a full-fledged sacred choir.

He accepted the sunflowers' blessings and generously tossed out bottle after bottle of sunshine potion. The sunflowers cheered, and even more blessings poured towards Kroya as if they were free.

When Kroya finally reached the sunflower in the very center of the garden, he was radiating a blessing light that seemed to be covered with light bulbs, making him look like a human-shaped light bulb.

"Hahaha~"

The sunflower fairy looked at its master and exclaimed excitedly, "Eeya yaya!"

It's clearly a powerful magical plant with at least level 10 magic power, so why can't it speak? Is it unwilling to speak?

He was curious, so he asked directly, "I've taught you about language and the magic of simulating sounds, so why aren't you willing to learn?"

The sunflower babbled for a while, which made Chloe's expression grow increasingly strange, until she finally became a little confused.

This... it's saying that the oracles in myths and legends are never directly explained by the gods; they are all vague ramblings and images as guidance. So it wants to learn from them, thinking that's how to achieve the mystique of the gods.

"..."

Even Kroya was quite shocked by this idea, and said helplessly, "But if we do that, the believers of the gods will have to go through a lot of hard work to guess and speculate before they can barely analyze the meaning of the oracle. I don't like riddle people."

The sunflower was stunned.

After trembling a few times, it uttered a warm, neutral voice: "You don't like it?"

The voice still carried a trembling sob.

"...When did you become so timid?" Kroa reached out and stroked its flower head, as if rubbing its head, and then said, "Those gods rely on vague oracles to maintain their mystery, but you don't need that."

"From now on, all faiths directed towards me will be entrusted to you. Do you really want to do that?"

The sunflower fairy immediately shook her head: "I understand. Then I will definitely write my future oracles very clearly."

At this moment, Kroa had no idea what was about to happen, but she patted its head again with satisfaction: "I came to find you so that you could be my servant."

As it was being photographed, a musical note from a rock landed right in the center of its flower head, embedding itself firmly inside, radiating a dazzling brilliance without any fluctuation.

The light shines through its petals, allowing all the sunflowers to enjoy its power.

"You're really selfless," Kroya laughed. "If only you enjoy this power, you can exist forever like me, but it's not so certain if you share it with your friends."

These words immediately drew a look of surprise from the sunflower. Feeling selfish under its gaze, Kroya quickly changed the subject: "I'll take some of your grease with me. Come over when I call you."

"You will be my high priest."

After saying that, he left immediately. Now that he had all the filthy yet pure iron, the essential oil of the holy and magical plants, and the servant of the sun, he was going to set up the huge magic circle and temple for the ceremony.

If we're going to do this in the open sea, we'll need Treden's help.

In return, I can use solar iron to forge a trident for him. I wonder if he will agree?

When Miya gave him the knowledge, she specifically mentioned the golden trident of the ancient mermaid king, and he still remembered how it was forged.

……

In the sea.

Prince Treden forcibly dragged his legendary mermaid uncle to his side, and even pleaded, "Uncle Randy, you must help me. My strength is not enough to raise an island from the ocean."

The merman prince looked at his favorite little nephew and said helplessly, "You are the next king of our merman race! No matter how much you like that human, you can't do this."

Despite saying that, he still took out his trident—a silver trident wreathed in the azure magic of the ocean, churning with the sea breeze and waves that resembled a tsunami.

He stretched out his large, strong hand, as solid as a coastal reef, and made a lifting motion towards the turbulent sea before him. In the next second, a massive amount of magic power and the ocean itself responded—

An island rose from the ocean, covered with barnacles and sediment deposited over thousands of years, its shape resembling a sun.

Ancient and profound, as if it were pulled out of history itself.

After it appeared, it stayed quietly on the sea surface, and even the two mermaids did not notice that its surface seemed to have patterns that shimmered slightly like sunflower petals.

"Look," Randy said, not forgetting to impart his experience to his nephew, "This is our innate power. You have the purest bloodline of the Mermaid King, and you will be able to summon even more things from the deep sea in the future."

"I know, Uncle Randy."

Treden nodded knowingly.

The Atlantis Sea is the territory of the mermaids, and only these darlings of the ocean and the moon know how much history and treasures are hidden here.

Normally, those things are submerged in the true deep sea, suppressing the magical changes of the entire Atlantis Sea and even preventing the islands of the land from rising out of the ocean.

The merfolk were well aware that Kroa's magical plants and beasts were building observation models of the ocean, but they were not worried at all, because the true deep sea could not be discovered by ocean surveys alone.

The seabed that Kroa can see now is actually a contract they signed with the land a very, very long time ago; otherwise, the seabed should just be an endless deep sea that stretches all the way to the end of the prime plane.

"This time I've helped you create an island, but next time you'll have to make whatever you want yourself." Randy looked at his nephew and asked, "When are you planning to forge your trident?"

The trident of the merfolk is a very important magical artifact, and it can even be said to be a second life. The one that Treden used before was only temporary, and the trident that truly belonged to him had not yet been forged.

Although merfolk do not need to forge tridents before reaching adulthood, and it takes a full thousand years for the royal family of merfolk to reach adulthood, Randy still cares a lot about this matter.

There was nothing he could do; his elder brother was now spending all his time in the Fetal Sea with his wife, basically ignoring everything outside. It was only because the merfolk didn't really need orders from higher-ups that things got chaotic.

He was still quite worried about what would happen if his brother and sister-in-law had another child. His favorite was Treden, and of course he didn't want anyone to threaten his nephew's throne.

"hey-hey."

When this was mentioned, Treden laughed: "Professor Kroya promised to forge a trident for me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Randy gasped. Humans were going to help the mermaids forge a trident? Really?

Even with all his trust in Kroa, he was now anxious and agitated, the seawater beneath his feet even seemed to boil: "I trust that mage completely, but does he even know how to forge a trident?! That's the most important thing in your life from now on, be careful!"

"I trust Professor Chloe," Treden said nonchalantly. "I've never seen a professor fail to do something."

"..."

Randy was speechless.

Just as he was having a headache, he suddenly sensed a subtle change in the magic around him. His expression changed instantly, but he immediately knew that this was a flaw that Kroya had intentionally shown him.

If it weren't for this abnormal change in magic, he wouldn't even have noticed that Kroya was right next to him. Keep in mind that this is the sea, and he is a legendary mermaid prince!

It's a bit shameful to talk badly about someone behind their back. A rare blush of embarrassment appeared on Randy's rugged face. After saying a few words to his nephew Treden, he jumped into the sea and planned to swim back.

This is one of the unique ways for merfolk to relax. Without any constraints, they allow their bodies to fully connect with the sea and swim freely in the ocean.

He still felt that the Atlantis Ocean was a bit too small. It was a pity that he couldn't swim into the deep sea, otherwise he could swim more freely.

As soon as Randy entered the sea, a dolphin swam over and pushed a bubble in front of him. Inside was a tiny, fork-like miniature trident.

The surface of the trident was engraved with moonlight and ocean ripples, as well as lines of sunlight. Although it was just a small model and had not been treated in any way, he could already sense the special nature of this thing.

The mermaid prince's face turned even redder. He picked up his trident and shot out like an arrow, carving a white wave in the ocean, accompanied by scorching steam.

That's really embarrassing!

On the sea, Kroya sensed the situation below and said to Treden, who wanted to see what was happening, "It's probably because the seawater has gotten cold recently, and your uncle wants to go back as soon as possible."

Huh? My uncle is actually afraid of the cold? And isn't it summer now? Could it be that my uncle and Aunt Frost Saint have a fight?

Although Treden felt something was strange, he didn't say anything and simply followed Kroya's footsteps onto the island that had been sealed in the deep sea for a very long time.

"This island is a fragment of the sun," Treden explained. "When the Sky Ark crashed, it struck the sun, and fragments fell and formed this island."

"If you hadn't mentioned needing an island for a ceremony related to the sun, we probably wouldn't have summoned it; it would have remained forever dormant in the deep sea."

Kroa stared at the island for a long time before she came to her senses.

"Is this island a fragment of the sun? Isn't the sun a celestial body? How could it possibly have fragments falling from it?"

"Then I don't know..." Treden scratched his head. "If you want to know, I can go and look through the Deep Sea Library. There should be records in there."

"..."

Kroya nodded, her gaze returning to the island.

Although the island's surface was made of stone, and even a magical scan couldn't detect anything unusual, he still discovered that the island was actually a magical plant.

Beneath those thick layers of deep-sea silt, barnacles, and rocks lie structures belonging to magical plants, and within them are almost exaggerated magical patterns.

Its name is...

The Eye of Ternas.

I had heard this name from Miya before. It was the ancestor of all sunflowers, a fragment of the ancient sun god's divine power, and a powerful magical plant created by the Titan King and the Goddess of Life to supply sunlight to the entire Ark.

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