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

Chapter 89. The Magical Elf Magic

In the end, Kroya decided to agree.

However, some things need to be made clear: "I can agree, but the Elf Kingdom is extremely xenophobic, and I'm not sure how long it will take to get back to you."

He shrugged: "Friend, you should know that it's extremely difficult for a human like me to gather information in the elven kingdom."

Orpheus Oak shook its head indifferently.

"I've already waited six hundred years, so I don't mind waiting another six hundred years... New friend, you can talk to me if you have time."

The last sentence was overflowing with loneliness.

It even had a hint of pleading.

For this magical plant that has developed intelligence almost like that of humans, loneliness is truly the greatest poison.

It felt that if it continued to be so lonely, it might even forget how to speak.

"it is good."

Kroya readily agreed.

Next, the man and the tree talked about some other things.

They talked for about two or three hours, including things about the elves, the situation in the surrounding seas, and some information about magic in the booklet, before Kroya got up to say goodbye.

To be honest, this time the gains were really great—the Orpheus Oak had a profound understanding of nature magic, and some of the things it casually showed him were very enlightening.

The process of how it gradually transformed the shipwreck, which it mentioned unintentionally, was a treasure trove for Cloa.

He probably knew how to further transform the castle through the Woody Vine King.

Goodbye, my dear friend!

Orpheus Oak watched Kroya leave; in just a short while, they had gone from being new friends to good friends.

Before leaving, he repeatedly emphasized that he could come and see it when he had time.

It seems he is truly quite lonely.

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Riding the dolphin, Kroya first returned to the underwater coral base, checked on the ducks, and then mixed the potion with water and distributed it to them.

Here's today's update, it's a bit late...sorry QAQ.

(End of this chapter)