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

Chapter 4.4. The Kaba Beast and the Magic Field Method

"Kabamon?"

Kroya stared at the magical beast, feeling that it looked very much like a capybara... They were both equally Zen-like and slow-paced.

And that's true—this level one magical beast is gentle in nature, with tough fur, and spends its days either eating or on its way to eat. Its excrement, after digestion, possesses some special magical power.

So some small animals and monsters would follow behind it and pick up food...

Over time, some intelligent animals and magical beasts would even actively seek out food for the Kaba Beast and then wait for it to produce feces.

She was quite a famous socialite.

But how did this thing appear at the entrance of his castle? It's a magical beast, after all.

He immediately asked, "Why is that Kaba beast here?"

Bartos's tone was somewhat strange: "My lord, this Kaba beast seems to like eating the vegetation at the castle entrance, right beneath your castle entrance, in that white iron mine."

"The vegetation growing on the white iron ore deposits should also contain iron, right? This thing actually likes to eat such vegetation; even if it's a magical beast, it probably won't be able to digest it properly, right?"

Is this unique characteristic the reason why it can be engraved?

Kroya thought for a moment and walked straight forward.

"!!!"

When Bartos saw Chloe's actions, a worried expression immediately appeared on his face, and his thick fingers clenched tightly.

Robert, the butler who had been watching him closely, seemed to be deep in thought.

Unaware of this, Kroya had already walked up to the Kaba Beast, which continued to graze leisurely in the face of his arrival.

He gathered a green aura of first-tier magic to soothe the monster at his fingertips and gently stroked the Kaba's head.

Surprisingly, the texture is not rough at all; on the contrary, it is very smooth, like fine silk brocade, and even feels cool to the touch.

Kabamon paused for a moment, then continued eating grass.

"Listen to me, let me see..."

Kroa stroked it again, then activated the Celestial Imprint Technique.

This almost drained all the magic he had regained.

The structure of the Warcraft's celestial body is much more complex than that of a first-tier sunflower. Wrapped in dense, pale green threads, it resembles an anatomical diagram of a Kaba beast.

The overall color is a calming light green.

The sound was still faintly audible.

But this time the sound seemed to come from several sources—

"Not chewy enough..."

"Aaaaaah! I want to digest the iron ore!"

"I don't want them chasing after my feces to eat..."

Kroa: "???"

How come it came from three different places?

He concentrated intently and looked closely, and found that the sound seemed to be coming from the mouth, stomach, and anus of the Kaba beast.

This discovery immediately made him feel quite uneasy.

It's quite a feeling, a wonderful sensation that organs can actually have their own consciousness.

So this is the direction Kabamon is headed for modification?

Teeth need to be chewy, stomach needs to digest iron ore, and anus doesn't want monsters chasing after its feces to eat it...

Meeting these three conditions doesn't seem difficult.

However, the problem is that this seems to require a combination of spells.

For example, there's "tempering" which strengthens teeth, and "magical forging" which processes iron ore—the former strengthens the ore, while the latter removes impurities and turns it into a refined ore.

If his prediction is correct, with these two spells, the Kaba beast can eat some iron ore and turn its feces into iron, so naturally no animals will chase after it to eat it.

And if that were to happen, wouldn't the Kabamon become a beast-shaped self-propelled iron ore processing furnace?

Kroa was instantly smitten.

To fetch a good price, white iron ore must be processed with extremely high-temperature flames or some magical potions to remove impurities and refine it into refined iron ore.

But the problem is the productivity of this barren island...

Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.

Bartos just told Chloe that there is a lot of unprocessed white iron ore in the warehouse, waiting to be refined.

If the Kaba Beast really works, it would certainly be a good thing for him, and he could even quickly turn his stockpiled ore into cash.

It's better than him toiling away alone, spending materials or constantly expending magic as a laborer refining ore.

As a lord, of course you need to find people to work for you.

If humans can't do it, Warcraft can.

"It seems like I could give it a try, but..."

Kroya sighed softly.

Both of these are level one spells, and are considered basic spells, but the original owner did not know them.

Moreover, with his current mental strength, it's already extremely difficult for him to even see the celestial body of the Kabamon, let alone draw a spell model.

He could only keep the Kabamon under his watch for the time being, and try it again after he had learned how to use it.

After making his decision, he ordered, "I really like this Kabamon. Have someone watch over it. By the way, are there any other Kabamon on the island?"

Bartos's expression seemed to become more respectful.

He replied, "Yes, there are about ten more, all living in the lake behind the castle."

Kroya looked at him, a playful smile suddenly appearing on her face: "You must really like these Kaba beasts, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't be grazing so openly at the castle gate."

Since you like them, then you can take care of them. But you must take good care of them; they can't die.

After saying that, Kroya turned around and walked straight into the castle gate.

Rob and the four knights immediately led their horses and followed, and Bartos followed quickly after bowing, his fat face showing obvious relief.

Inside the castle, maids and servants stood in a row.

They all bowed their heads, and immediately knelt down and shouted "Master Mage" when Kroya entered.

They shouted in a very unified manner.

But Cloya didn't even glance at the respectful male and female servants as he continued walking—these servants, belonging to the previous lord, were to be replaced.

With Robert, a former nobleman, around, there was no need to worry about training maids. He didn't expect such a small place to have many satisfactory servants; as long as they were obedient, that was enough.

As a mage, the most important thing he needs is for his servants to be loyal and obedient. Everything else can be cultivated, but loyalty must be established from the very beginning.

He climbed the steps inside the somewhat gloomy stone castle and soon arrived at the castle's terrace garden.

"Great view, and lots of sunshine."

After looking around from here, Kroya decided to plant the sunflowers here.

He didn't plan to cultivate it outside; it was better for this precious magical plant to remain under his care.

He immediately sent men to dig up soil suitable for planting crops, and also had the knights move their horses into the stables.

Bartos casually sent him off to do something.

What happens next is not something he should see.

Then Kroya squatted down and took out three crystal-clear magic crystals from his personal space bag.

"I've been practicing the Demon Field Technique for quite a while now, it should be fine, right?"

After muttering a few words, he picked up a crystal pen, dipped it in the magic solution, and began to draw on the magic crystals, creating intricate and mysterious patterns on each one.

It looks just like plant roots.

After he finished drawing all three magic crystals, he simply threw them on the ground.

"Ding~"

With a crisp sound, the magic crystals quickly began to change.

(End of this chapter)