The Knight of Light plants the sun in the eternal night.

"I heard the Countess's lonely sighs in the dead of night. She longed for a pair of large hands to ravage her, a kind of indulgence that transcended worldly constraints, but in the end, she could only reach her own hands under the covers."

After listening to the plaintive language of flowers...

"hiss!"

Leo couldn't help but gasp.

This was surprisingly a flowery phrase, full of malice and cunning. Who would have thought that the elegant and dignified Countess would be in the guest room...

"Did I miss something?" Leo couldn't help but feel annoyed. The master bedroom and guest room on the third floor were separated by only one wall.

While I was tossing and turning last night, I never thought of breaking down the door.

in case……

It took Leo a while to calm his excitement before he left the room, which still seemed to retain a lingering aftertaste.

He left Sunflower Castle and saw torches being lit outside.

A group of serfs were carrying stones, mostly pebbles, dug from a pit outside the manor. It seems a large river once flowed through this swamp, but with the passage of time, only a few pebbles remain.

"Leo." Franken is directing the serfs.

"Where are the knights, Sir Franken?"

"Oh, Knight Commander Pluto took them hunting magical beasts. If we want to expand the area of ​​the magic crystal fields, we need a lot of magical beast cores," Franken said. "We can also clear out the dangers in the wilderness while we're at it."

The monster is a Tier 1 Shadow Monster.

The shadow power within the body will condense into a crystal core.

"I haven't inspected the magic crystal fields yet, so I'll go and do it," Leo said.

Franken immediately called out, "Old Bob, Old Bob, the lord is going to inspect the magic crystal fields. You lead the way."

Old Bob, who had been carrying pebbles alongside the serfs, trotted over and said with a fawning smile, "Young Master Leo, please come with me."

The Magic Crystal Field is not far from the castle.

It's a large greenhouse.

It was filled with all sorts of plants, many of which were emitting a faint glow.

"Young Master Leo, we have planted sixteen kinds of light plants in our magic crystal field, with the fluorescent mushroom light plant being the most numerous," Old Bob introduced with a fawning expression. "Every day I pray to the Holy Light and cast Holy Light spells on the light plants."

Glowing mushrooms, evening primroses, candle moss, bell peppers, star-striped grass, hyacinths... are all common local plants.

Or mushrooms.

Through generations of selection and breeding, suitable light-growing varieties were finally selected.

"What's the light emission rate?" Leo strolled through the magic crystal field, which was fertilized with crushed monster cores. Having absorbed the power of these cores, the plants glowed easily. "Which type of plant has the highest light emission rate?"

Light production rate is the probability that a plant will evolve into a light-producing plant.

Old Bob replied, "The light emission rate is about 20%, with the fluorescent mushroom having the highest light emission rate. Apart from this glowing mushroom, the evening primrose has the highest light emission rate, which is about 30%."

The plants here are all cultivated from the seeds of *Gynostemma pentaphyllum*.

In addition, the use of monster cores to fertilize the fields and the frequent casting of Holy Light spells barely kept the light-producing rate of the offspring of the Light Plant at around 20%.

"Young Master Leo, once these fluorescent mushrooms stabilize their glow, they can be transplanted outside the manor soon," Old Bob said, pointing to a patch of green-glowing mushrooms. "A single fluorescent mushroom can live for more than half a year."

Mushrooms that are kept in the dark can live for more than half a year.

Plants that are kept in a state of sparse growth can live for several years.

The oak trees at the entrance of Sunflower Castle can even live for hundreds of years, but it is very difficult for a large tree to evolve into a luminous tree.

There is only one oak tree in the entire Swamp Manor.

Moreover, it was only because the Baron showed mercy and did not remove the glowing oak tree that the manor was left; otherwise, there wouldn't be a single glowing tree in the swamp.

"Do you have sunflowers?" Leo asked.

"There are no sunflowers planted in the magic crystal field because there are no sunflower seedlings, but there seem to be wild sunflowers on the ridges of the manor."

In my memory, there were no sunflower plants near the family's glowing mushroom castle.

Leo glanced at his left hand, looking at the sun mark under the skin of his palm, and had a strange premonition. The sun mark could trigger a variety of flower meanings, but the most suitable one to trigger was definitely the sunflower flower meaning.

"Old Bob, I'm assigning you a task. If you do it well, I'll reward you handsomely."

Old Bob's eyes lit up: "Young Master Leo, just give the order."

"Take some people to transplant a batch of sunflowers from the field ridges. Ideally, you should be able to harvest the sunflower seeds and then cultivate them into healthy plants," Leo promised. "The sooner you cultivate healthy sunflower plants, the richer my reward will be."

Old Bob ate the biscuit: "Young Master Leo, don't worry, Old Bob will definitely cultivate a sunflower seedling soon!"

"The premise is that the production tasks of the magic crystal field cannot be delayed."

"Yes, old Bob would never dare to delay the normal cultivation of sunflower seedlings in the Magic Crystal Field." Old Bob said, then remembered something, "By the way, young master Leo, could you invite the castle's gardener, Rauff, to help me cultivate sunflower seedlings?"

He explained, "It's too difficult to cultivate wild seeds into light plants, and I also have to take care of the light plants in the magic crystal field... With Raof's help, the cultivation speed will definitely be faster."

"Okay," Leo agreed.

The sun's mark was still dim and couldn't trigger the flower language, so Leo just strolled around the magic crystal field and issued a quest.

Then they left.

Old Bob immediately went to find Rauff, and the two of them worked together to transplant dozens of wild sunflowers from the edge of the field.

"Can we squeeze out a little more Holy Light every day and cast it a couple more times, Rauff?" Old Bob asked.

Raof laughed: "Why not? But you, don't exhaust yourself and come home unable to do your job, or your wife will kick you out of bed."

Old Bob snorted: "What do you know, you bachelor?"

After planting the wild sunflowers, old Bob began to cast Holy Light, the only Holy Light spell that the apprentice priest could cast.

He waved both hands above his head.

He mobilized the holy light elements accumulated within his body, which then transformed into tiny specks of light that gathered on his hands. The light was very faint, but when it accumulated, it was as if he were putting a pair of white gloves on his hands.

Then old Bob waved his hand sharply.

The white gloves then scattered into a white light, landing on the newly planted wild sunflowers and slowly seeping into the branches and leaves.

After finishing the spell, old Bob plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, sweat beading on his forehead: "I've squeezed out most of the stock, huff, huff, I need to rest for half an hour before I can cast another spell, or I'll really be done for."

"Are you sure you can do it?" Rauff said disdainfully, then began casting a spell himself.

Similarly, by waving both hands, they gather holy light elements in their hands and then sprinkle them onto the wild sunflowers.

After it was over, he could barely stand.

But his face had already turned pale, and he muttered, "I need to rest for half an hour too... Old Bob, Young Master Leo's reward won't be easy to come by."

"I have to take it even if it's hard. I want to save up more money to send my son to the Glowing Town to learn knighthood!" Old Bob looked at the wild sunflowers as if he could see coins in them and his son's future.