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

Chapter 76. Same World, Different Lives (Seeking First Subscription)

The current situation is that the red sunflower has become significantly stronger. It can still control the power of the other sunflowers, but those sunflowers have not undergone such a dramatic change.

In other words, they can still continuously produce sunflower seeds formed from the magic of the sun.

The trend of becoming crimson magic has not changed.

Honestly, this is a good thing.

One special sunflower is enough.

The sunflower spirit can communicate with you, and it will be easier for you to control the other sunflowers. Let them focus on the sunflower magic.

After this incident, Kroya no longer intends to imprint any other magical plants or beasts with magic related to the Rainbow Poem.

It is one of its biggest trump cards. Having the two special ones, the Thirsty Sea Fluorescent Algae and the Red Sunflower, is enough. It absolutely cannot be given away.

He even only planned to give one of the Sea-Thirsting Glowing Algae to Crimson Song, and not the rest.

The Orange Song involves mental energy, and if the mental energy it generates affects me... that would be troublesome, unless I can find a way to resolve it.

……

To celebrate his successful advancement to level three and the acquisition of the Orange Hymn, he decided to treat himself.

Inside the seashell artifact he carried with him, there were still seafood caught by the dolphins and cooking utensils he had placed there. He really wanted to try the dishes made with the brand-new orange flames...

Would it taste better?

He slowly took out the stove, wok, grill, and other kitchen utensils—all of which he had asked the blacksmith on the island to make.

Stir-frying is actually quite rare in the world today.

Like most spatial artifacts, this artifact also has a preservation function, and the seafood taken out looks as if it was just put in.

After considering his appetite, he took out scallops, a fish, and a few sea urchins and then stopped eating for the time being.

Let's not take that much now, we'll talk about it later if it's not enough.

First, we'll start by processing the scallops.

Each of them is the size of a football.

The surface has special patterns resembling a sea of ​​clouds, and it even shimmers slightly, making it look very beautiful.

This thing is a level 2 magical beast called "Cloud Sea Shell". It is said that they like to rush out of the sea with certain fish and can only be caught in the misty weather.

Of course, that means it's difficult for ordinary people.

For the sea dolphins, who have become the dominant species in the surrounding waters, it's a piece of cake; they don't need to exert any effort at all.

Kroya pried open the huge shell, immediately revealing the plump scallop meat inside, as white as the clouds in the sky.

"Let me try out the new Mage's Hand."

He began to multitask, using his mage's hand to process the scallops' internal organs and inedible parts such as gills, while simultaneously using magic to heat oil in a pot.

Two mage hands were busy at work, while he himself lay on a comfortable recliner, squinting his eyes and enjoying the warm sunshine.

Once the scallops are processed, heat oil in a wok and then add spices similar to chili peppers and ginger, and stir-fry them over low heat until fragrant.

Finally, add the processed scallop meat.

The monk diligently picked up the spatula and began to stir-fry.

Even though this dish has fewer seasonings, the unique aroma of the scallops is still hard to ignore because of their high-quality ingredients.

He casually cast an ice wind spell to cool it down slightly, so he didn't have to worry about it being too hot. After taking it out of the pot, he used his mage's hand to pick up a piece of scallop meat and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.

The unique freshness of the sea is not masked by the seasonings at all; on the contrary, they complement each other perfectly, making it extremely delicious while also stimulating the taste buds with a touch of spiciness.

It's so delicious you can't stop eating it.

"Ah, this is life."

Kroa squinted as she savored the scallop meat, while her other mage hands had already prepared the fish and placed it on the grill to slowly roast over orange flames.

No spices were added.

"Sizzle!"

But the overpowering aroma almost immediately overwhelmed the aroma of the stir-fried scallops, swirling around like mist.

Faintly, one could also hear a deafening, distinctive sound, like the roar of a giant dragon.

This is what makes this precious golden dragontail fish so special—it has a septum beneath its scales, which, when stimulated by magic, produces a resonant sound like that of a giant dragon.

Most fish will immediately flee upon hearing this roar, and some unlucky fish will even crash into something and die in their panic.

That's when it will feast.

Legend has it that this fish has a trace of dragon blood.

Considering the dragons' indiscriminate nature in this world, they'd go after anything they wanted, and Kroya inexplicably felt that it was quite possible.

Because they have the blood of dragons, their bodies are extremely powerful. The fleshy bumps on their foreheads, which resemble dragon horns, are so strong that even fish stronger than them cannot withstand them if they were to crash into them.

So even the sea dolphins only managed to catch this one.

Kroa was really looking forward to its taste.

……

Because of his extremely strong control over magic, Kroya could sense when the precious level-two magic fish should turn over and when to control the flames to make them bigger or smaller.

Soon, a delicious grilled golden trout was ready.

After being roasted, the long fish, which looks like a dragon's tail, still has a dazzling golden skin, but only six scales stand up, reflecting the sunlight.

These scales are actually fleshy scales.

It is said that it contains a trace of dragon blood.

The only edible parts of this fish are its scales and the "dragon horn" on its forehead.

Its flesh is actually inedible.

"A level two magic fish has dragon blood, that's really strange."

Kroya took a piece of flesh scale and put it in her mouth to chew. The first thing she felt was its elasticity, and then an indescribable magical power rushed into her mouth.

This magic was truly like a giant dragon rampaging through his mouth.

The fleshy scales have come back to life!

He quickly bit down hard a few times, absorbing the magic contained within the fleshy scales, and then felt the magic strengthening his body.

"Hmm, could it really be dragon blood?"

The feeling of this magic was truly wonderful. He could sense that his body had become slightly stronger, even though he was a mage, though not nearly as strong as a warrior.

However, absorbing magic power daily also cleanses the body, gradually making it stronger.

The idea that a weak mage can't even lift a staff is just some people's slander against mages.

If one's physical body is truly that weak, then even magic power cannot suppress it.

Having tasted the peculiar flesh and scales, he controlled the mage's hand to remove the dragon's horn, which was also formed from protruding flesh.

Compared to the scales, the texture of the dragon horns... well, they're a bit crunchy and don't have much flavor, just a slightly sweet and cool taste.

However, it also has the ability to strengthen the physical body.

And it seems to have some kind of peculiar effect...

Kroya looked down and then his lips twitched.

"This, uh."

"If those nobles knew this thing had this effect, I wonder how many people they would send to their deaths just to catch this fish?"

He shook his head and began to savor the last sea urchin—the same Blue Moon sea urchin he had tasted for the first time.

The sea dolphins know he loves to eat it, so they include sea urchins in almost every seafood dish.

After finishing the sea urchin, he ate some fresh melon seeds as dessert, then breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the recliner to rest.

Let's leave the miscellaneous tasks for tomorrow.

Today, he wanted to take a break and just lie here and sunbathe.

……

Compared to the carefree attitude of a certain monk.

Baron Camoyer, who was on his way to the dock at Han Reef Island, was in a very bad mood.

"Ugh."

He leaned against the soft blanket, his eyes fixed on a strange magical plant in his palm—a cluster of white thorns that had seeped deep into his flesh.

You can even see white thorns burning with a sacred white flame inside the blood vessels.

Strangely, his expression showed no sign of pain.

There was even a little bit of enjoyment in it.

Although thorns covered his body, the divine flames flowing within them were healing his old wounds, leaving him in a state of semi-healing.

"Thorns," he murmured to himself. "I hope Mage Kroya has the ability to help me get rid of them, otherwise... I'm afraid I'll never be able to leave this place."

After a deep sigh, he glanced at the carriage.

The carriage, which should never have grown thorns, was now filled with these sacred white thorns. The wooden planks, the cushions, and even the lamps were covered with them.

They seem to continue growing visibly.

If this continues for a while, the entire car, along with Baron Camoyer, will likely be surrounded by thorns, or even swallowed up.

And all of this started because he... broke the oath on the stone tablet inside the ruins and opened a storage room in the ruins.

Although they obtained a treasure from inside, all the subordinates who entered the ruins were entangled in such thorns.

The carriage behind was already packed with his men, his most trusted ones.

completely annihilated.

He originally thought that the paladin he had hired could handle this, but the latter fainted the moment he saw the thorns and has not woken up since.

Later, he sent more of his men into the ruins of the dead, where they unexpectedly found a bird.

It's the white owl sitting right in front of me, except that there's a faint white halo behind the owl's head.

It's practically like a divine bird.

But it is actually a ghost bird.

Beneath its seemingly sacred feathers lay a pulsating soul flame and a golden skeleton; within its eyes flickered the same golden flame.

"Coo coo?"

The ghost owl seemed to sense that Baron Kmoyer was watching it, and turned its head in confusion.

Then... the white halo behind its head seemed to flicker, and wisps of fluorescent light sprinkled down, making the white thorns inside the carriage even more numerous.

"..."

Baron Kmoyer could only silently wrap himself tighter in his blanket, hoping to reach the Isle of Reef soon. He was even willing to offer up the treasure he had found if the mage Kroya could help him!

I'd like to ask everyone, is this kind of slice-of-life content a bit too drawn out? If you all feel it's not good, I'll reduce these scenes.

(End of this chapter)