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

Chapter 99. Your "gift" is on its way.

"Master."

Elena quickly arrived and bowed respectfully.

Kroya looked at the farm servant's daughter, who was dressed in coarse clothes, and found that her complexion was much better than before; she had undergone a tremendous change.

Neither her complexion nor her demeanor seemed like those of a farm servant's daughter from an island.

Is it the power of the daughter of the harvest, or the power granted to her during this period of time to manage the farm servants?

After only a brief guess, Kroya asked, "How's the book I showed you coming along?"

Anyway, they're all my subordinates, and it's good that they're getting better and better.

As children of the harvest, they were naturally instilled with the special ability of "being literate." Otherwise, how could they be considered to have received a "harvest" bestowed by the gods if they couldn't even understand the words?

Elena reached out her hand when she heard Chloe's question.

In her palm, a pale green magic ball pulsated, shimmering with abundant natural magic.

"My lord, do you think this level of control is acceptable?"

She was a little uneasy when she asked this question—she was following the instructions in the book, but why was it different from what the book said?

"..."

If Chloe hadn't realized she genuinely didn't understand, she would have thought Chloe was showing off.

This level of magical control is probably beyond the reach of most level one mages. Based on this alone, she might even consider taking the entrance exam for the Mage Guild.

Keep in mind... it's only been a short time, yet he's already able to stably control magic power in his palm. Given time, his future achievements are truly unimaginable.

'Looks like giving her that magic manipulation book was definitely the right thing to do.'

Kroya softened his attitude towards this capable person who could also do things for him, nodding and saying, "Not bad."

"Now that you can control this magic, then..."

He stood up: "Let's go, let's move the Poseidon barley to another place."

"Yes, sir." Elena followed behind Chloe, not asking what to do, but simply following along.

The two soon arrived at a place not far from the sea. It was a flat piece of land, just flat, nothing special.

A vine had been waiting here for a long time.

Its vines are like jade, about as thick as an adult man's arm, and shimmer with a warm glow in the sunlight.

This is the Woody Wisteria King. To this day, it has long been able to extend its body into the sea, making it a perfect "magic conduit".

If the seawater brought in this way can be used to grow sea god barley, then Kroa will try to build a real pipeline specifically for bringing in water.

Sea God Barley cannot be grown in stagnant water; it requires a constant supply of fresh water.

As usual, Kroya cast a spell, quickly creating a depression in the ground, forming a pit about half an acre in size, and then ordered the Woody Vine King to fill it with water.

A mark of magic appeared on the emerald green vine.

Immediately afterwards, seawater gushed out with a whooshing sound.

They quickly filled the pit in the half-acre area.

Meanwhile, on the other side, at a lower position, the vines of the same Woody Curved Vine King were drawing in seawater and sending the excess seawater back.

The two vines worked together, and with the help of the terrain, they actually managed to simulate the surging waves of the sea, complete with the ebb and flow of the tide.

Quite amazing.

Seeing this, he waved his hand and ordered, "Plant the barley."

Elena had some sea god barley seeds, and it was only after Kroya nodded and gave her permission to take them from the storeroom.

Normally, barley should be cultivated into seedlings before being transplanted into the field for planting.

But that's just common sense; for the sons of a bountiful harvest, they have a faster way.

After Elena agreed, she looked down at the barley seeds in her hand and whispered, "Sprout quickly, grow quickly..."

As she said this, she kissed the barley seed in her hand, and the magic naturally gathered in her palm and flowed into the barley seed.

They quickly broke through their shells and sprouted, soon growing into wheat seedlings.

The entire process took less than three seconds, with the seedling stage being completely omitted.

Then Elena entered the seawater and began to bend down to plant wheat seedlings. Her movements were skillful and gentle, and she would give a blessing to the seedlings after each planting.

May you grow up strong and healthy...

I hope you are all healthy.

"Grow up quickly."

Kroya watched from the side and could feel her genuine wish that the wheat seedlings would grow strong and healthy. Strangely enough, he could also absorb this feeling.

He discovered that this emotion was extremely sincere and substantial, a voice of hope and blessing.

"Could it be that this special person can give me more and richer emotional responses?" He had a vague idea.

If that's really the case, could we find a few more sons of the harvest?

If one plant can grow so much, wouldn't we never have to worry about food again if we had a whole bunch of them?

To be honest, as his strength and resources have increased, he's no longer afraid of many things. What he needs now is assistance to help him develop as quickly as possible.

So he asked directly, "Are there any other sons of abundance like you?"

Upon hearing Kroya's question, Elena froze, looking at the mage with disbelief.

"you……"

"Do you have it?" Chloe asked again.

"Yes!" Elena quickly replied, "I know a few other people like me who live not far from Han Reef Island."

But they…

She hesitated again. Those people who were similar to her were servants of another noble lord. Would it cause trouble for Lord Kroya if she told him?

Kroya said calmly, "Speak."

"...They are servants of another baron, on Blackrock Island, not far from your territory."

"Blackrock Island?" Kroya pondered for a moment. That place seemed to be "better" than his place, at least on the surface.

A baron... ha.

"They haven't revealed their identities yet, have they?"

"no."

"Alright, I'll have the knight take you to bring them back in a while. Then you can teach them how to live on the Desert Reef Island."

Since we haven't been exposed, that makes things easier.

He just wanted a few farm servants; frankly, in the eyes of nobles, farm servants weren't even considered human.

You can even simply walk in and say you want to buy some slaves, and maybe bring some magical artifacts with you.

Would such a minor nobleman from the countryside refuse him?

Hearing Kroya's calm voice, Elena felt reassured and quickly finished planting the remaining barley seedlings. She then left the sea and bowed to him.

"Master, I will definitely teach them well!"

"Okay." Chloe waved her hand. "Remember to change your clothes before you go. If you go out, you'll be representing me. Just have Robert find something for you."

After saying that, he turned and left, giving one last instruction before departing: "Take good care of these sea god barleys. If they can grow healthily, then continue to expand the planting area."

"As you command!"

Elena bowed deeply, her expression shifting from respect to reverence.

……

What Chloe, who went to the grapevines in the Demon Field, didn't know was:

At this moment, about several dozen kilometers away from Hanjiao Island, a cart pulled by wolves is heading towards his territory.

Sitting in the carriage was a slightly overweight businessman, Seliu, who had just been able to leave. He looked down at a letter sealed with wax and sighed softly.

"I didn't expect... the mage's potion to be so effective."

He shuddered as he recalled the events that had occurred in Bor County, where he had temporarily stayed during his travels in the North.

Although he was fortunate enough to meet the young master of the Northern Travelers, he also got involved in the Stardust Circus's escape.

If it weren't for that young master seeing that the potion he brought was effective and giving him some protection, he probably would have died long ago.

The thought of those crazy, demon-corrupted individuals, who were practically like devils, reminded him of the ever-calm mage, Kroya.

That monk was always calm and composed.

If I could serve under him... wouldn't I have a little bit of ability to protect myself in this situation?

"...What am I thinking!"

He shook his head and nipped the terrible thought in the bud; he couldn't let it cross his mind.

Their master was Baron Kemoye. Unless the baron sided with Kroya, if he dared to rebel, there would be no place for them in the Northern Region.

Nobles, however, despise disloyal people the most.

After burying this thought deep in his heart, he put away the letter he always carried with him, and couldn't help but glance at the person imprisoned in the corner of the carriage.

The latter had disheveled hair, was completely naked, and was bound by chains of various sizes, looking as if he were on the verge of death.

However, on his back, there was a long, narrow wound, from which flowed almost solidified magic power, slowly flowing at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Seliu wrapped his little blanket tighter around himself, shrank closer to the edge of the carriage, and muttered, "I don't know why young master Olivier wanted to give him to the mage. Can this even be considered a gift?"

He had personally witnessed this "person" going mad.

The scene was no different from a demon crawling out of hell.

So he really couldn't understand why Olivier was so confident that the mage would like the gift and even instructed him to bring back more potions.

He didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from doing it.

In matters like this, he just needs to obey.

"I hope we can get to Lord Chloe's place soon..."

After taking one last look at the people imprisoned in the cage, the slightly overweight merchant sat uneasily in the corner of the carriage.

He was on tenterhooks, fearing that the guy would kill him after he woke up.

QAQ, I've been really busy at the end of the month, and I'll probably miss an update for the next couple of days. I've seen all the monthly votes you've given me, a lot of them. So regardless of whether I reach 1000 votes, I'll still update extra, and I'll make it up during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday! Let everyone enjoy reading!

I would like to express my sincere gratitude to everyone for your kindness!

(End of this chapter)