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

Chapter 82. The Grape's "Mutation"

Regarding how to extract the dark cloud from the Holy Light Clover, Kroya actually had a slight idea—why not just ask for it directly, given its granting nature?

This was a thought that arose in his mind after what had just happened—since it could respond to the magical plant, it should be able to respond to him too, right?

Through the abilities of Astral Imprint and Rainbow Poem, his mental power can clearly transmit his consciousness to the Holy Light Clover.

Is it possible to accurately obtain a sufficient number of dark clouds?

That's what he thought, so he experimented on it himself—he brought the Phantom Cloud Serpent to the castle and entered the laboratory.

At this moment, the Holy Light Clover was still half-dead. The Earth Mother Goddess's divine power that had affected the evolution of the Thick Earth Potato had obviously greatly depleted its strength.

So Kroya didn't make a wish on the shaky four-leaf clover, but instead chose to make a wish on the one that was still in good condition.

"Give me the clouds, give me the clouds..."

"Give me a three-meter-long dark cloud, a three-meter-long dark cloud..."

"Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds..."

Just like praying for rain, he transmitted his mental energy directly into the celestial spirit body of the Holy Light Clover.

This isn't just whispering in your ear; it's like a constant, incessant murmur in the deepest recesses of your soul.

It is estimated that any conscious being would be unable to ignore such a voice.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The previously still four-leaf clover suddenly trembled, and wisps of dark clouds began to seep out from its surface, like strands of black chocolate.

The speed wasn't very slow, nor was it very fast. The dark clouds quickly drifted out of the laboratory through the window and floated over the castle.

Kroa squinted at him.

"Tsk."

The size of the dark cloud... was exactly three meters.

No more, no less.

The celestial being of the Holy Light Clover also transmitted almost the same consciousness as when it had helped the Thick Potato earlier—

"As you wish..."

"The Gift of the Gospel"

Two faint voices, like prayers and blessings from the church.

However, unlike before, its power has not weakened at all this time; in fact, it seems to be even more energetic than before.

Clearly, the situation is improving after the dark clouds have been expelled from the body.

That's really great. After gradually removing the dark clouds, it can recover and then continue to collect dark clouds. It's a virtuous cycle!

So...

"Go and catch those dark clouds."

Kroya pointed outside: "I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

The Phantom Cloud Serpent nodded and flew out the window to catch the dark cloud. Meanwhile, Kroya went to wait below the castle, also thinking about how to use the dark cloud.

After a while, the cloud serpent finally flew down, dragging a dark cloud with it. Its movements were somewhat slow, and it dragged the dark cloud very slowly.

It's like a horse pulling a carriage that can carry seven or eight people; it's visibly difficult.

But at least they managed to pull it off.

It said to Kroya, "Master Mage, the water magic here is extremely violent. There is about a thousand kilograms of water in this cloud."

Three meters of cloud, one thousand kilograms of water.

The water content and density are indeed enormous.

"Can you cut it open? And then, how do you fix it in place?" Kroa casually tossed it a small ball of magic, which was magic that had just been taken from the magic pool.

"I'll cut it for you now. What size do you need?"

"Let's divide it into 100-kilogram portions."

"it is good."

The Phantom Cloud Serpent swallowed the magic ball whole, and then began to sever the clouds—it cut with its own tail, which emitted unique magical fluctuations as it swept across the clouds.

Moments later, the clouds that its tail had swept across parted like butter being sliced ​​by a hot knife.

It moved quickly, dividing the cloud into ten equal parts, and then, without Kroya saying anything, it plucked a feather from its own body and stuck it into one of the clouds.

The clouds, which had been swaying slightly in the wind, immediately stopped moving.

then……

"Splash!"

As if some magical switch had been flipped, the cloud immediately began to rain. The rain was filled with a violent magic; although it was such a small patch, it really gave the feeling of a torrential downpour.

That's kind of amazing.

Kroya was very curious about the structure of this feather, which could fix the cloud in place while also making the water inside turn into rain.

Is it the innate magic of this Phantom Cloud Serpent or a unique magical rune formed naturally?

He stepped forward and stared at the feather inserted into the cloud, but found nothing of interest; it was just an ordinary feather.

At most, it contains some special magic.

It's likely that this magic is what allows the clouds to form this peculiar shape.

In that case, Kroya didn't look at it any further.

He praised with great satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad."

The Phantom Feather Cloud Serpent hurriedly and cautiously asked, "Then you...?"

It was eager to learn the art of inspiration seeking and then go find its own kind.

Kroya waved his hand: "Don't rush. Help me with the work for a while, and once all the dark clouds inside these two four-leaf clovers are gone, I'll teach you and then let you leave."

This answer was somewhat expected by the Phantom Cloud Serpent.

As long as Kroya is willing to teach it, it doesn't matter if it does the work for a while longer, which will also help it evade the search from outside.

It didn't think that such a small cloud could teach it such magical powers.

It nodded: "Master, I apologize for disturbing you."

Years of living in the circus have made it adept at reading people's expressions and speak in a way that makes people feel comfortable. If you only listen to its voice, you might think it is a polite nobleman speaking.

Neither the person nor the snake mentioned a contract.

Kroa didn't care, since he would keep his promise anyway; the Phantom Cloud Serpent, of course, dared not bring up the matter of signing a contract.

And so, the Phantom Cloud Serpent settled down on the Vast Reef Island.

It had no requirements for its dwelling place; it simply plucked a white cloud from the sky, piled it up in some random corner, and crawled inside.

These soft, magical white clouds are its favorite nest, and its kind lives in the boundless clouds.

They will transform the clouds in the sky that they find pleasing to the eye, forming small groups of dozens or hundreds, occupying a single white cloud, hiding inside it while letting the white cloud drift aimlessly.

While this can minimize the chances of being caught by humans or predators, with so many clouds drifting in the sky, even they themselves might not recognize which cloud is their nest.

Therefore, it cannot find its own kind, and a lone snake searching in the sky is no different from a live target.

To be honest, when Kroya saw it living inside like that, he was actually a little tempted—it was living in the clouds! Who didn't dream of such a small but safe secret base when they were a kid?

……

The clouds, trimmed by the Phantom Cloud Serpent, were delivered to the Magic Crystal Grapevine the next day.

Ten clouds were evenly distributed across the entire field.

They fall as fine raindrops, gently sprinkling like mist, filtering through the grapevines before dripping into the fields below.

The raging magic was naturally absorbed and transformed by the grapevines, while the excess water fell into the roots and would be drawn in at the appropriate time.

If someone were to dig up the soil at this point, they would likely discover that beneath the crystal-blue roots of the Magic Field grapevines, a stream has almost formed.

The water volume was just right, and it flowed slowly.

It's just right so that the calming lily of the valley, the thick-soil potato, and the newly arrived crystal apple tree, black lavender, and other magical plants can absorb the water inside without directly submerging their roots.

The grapes in the Magic Field, which had been somewhat shriveled, were slowly recovering under the infusion of magic, but the rate at which they dripped slowed down.

It used to drop every few seconds, but now it's very slow.

It might not even drip a single drop in a minute.

Elena, who had been tending to the land so much that she was practically living on the Demon Field, discovered this and immediately became extremely anxious.

She rushed to the castle to request an audience with Chloe.

The poor girl had never seen such a magical plant before and thought she had done something wrong in taking care of it. She was so nervous that she could hardly stand up.

After being informed by Robert, she quickly arrived at the castle's terrace garden.

Kroya was lying on a deck chair, holding a bright green branch in her hand and observing.

It wore a crown made of olive branches on its head, and its body was covered with crimson algae.

They look very relaxed.

Elena didn't dare to look up at him at all, and walked up to Chloe with her head down.

"Huh? What happened?"

Kroya asked indifferently, "Is there some problem with Morita?"

"It's like this..." Elena quickly told Chloe what she had just observed. After listening, Chloe's expression didn't change much, and she even smiled a little.

He softened his tone and said, "This is normal. If the magic field grapevines have enough magic power, they will accumulate."

It is, after all, a grape, and the fruit is of course edible.

When you see the grapes change from a translucent blue to a deep purple, they're ripe, and you can pick one and taste it.

Elena has been doing a very good job lately and she's been very dedicated.

She planted all these new magical plants, such as the Crystal Apple Tree, one by one. As the Child of Harvest, the magical plants she personally planted seemed to grow a little faster.

When Kroya was studying olive branches inside the castle, she saw through the surveillance of the Woody Vine King that she was still taking care of the magical plants late at night.

His diligent and meticulous manner even caught the attention of a mage like Kroya.

He was naturally willing to give his hardworking and passionate subordinate a small perk, such as grapes from the Demon Field Grapevine.

Putting aside the benefits that the magical grapes from the Demon Field can bring to the body, this in itself is an honor.

At least on Hanjiao Island, having such an honor definitely makes one a superior person.

Upon hearing Chloe's answer, Elena panicked and tried to kneel down to pay her respects: "Master Mage... I didn't read the book you gave me carefully."

"Then just read it carefully."

Kroya waved his hand dismissively: "As you take care of more magical plants in the future, you'll need to know more and more."

Here's what I'll do: I'll send someone to deliver a book to you in a bit, so you can read it more.

As the son of the harvest, you possess a special power within you. I eagerly anticipate your ability to control this power. If you can control this power…

How many things can you do that are impossible?

He did indeed intend to nurture this daughter of harvest, who could shed so many special tears unintentionally. What if she could control her power?

Does that mean we can easily create more miracles?

The more capable subordinates he has, the better, so that he won't have to worry about basic resources and can focus on researching more advanced magic and more magical plants and beasts.

(End of this chapter)