Dear Broom Knight

Lori walked to the remaining half-wall of the blacksmith shop, leaned against it, and watched the demiplane being ignited by the raging fire.

His flames could even ignite water.

The stream quickly stopped flowing, but the relatively deep lake simply seemed to boil.

White mist slowly rose, but was quickly completely submerged by the flames.

It's actually quite beautiful.

Lori stared fixedly, images flashing through his mind, only to be quickly erased.

An unspeakable sadness slowly enveloped his heart… The last thing connecting him to his past life was destroyed by his own hands.

He held a wildflower he had picked from the lawn in his hand, his eyes seemingly filled with tears.

“M, D!”

With tears in his eyes, Lori recited the words most deeply etched in his memory, one word at a time.

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Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Lori quickly turned around, and a hiltless dagger shot out from his hand, directly piercing the noble's emblem on the broken wall.

A desperate roar suddenly erupted, and a trace of blood flowed from Lori's ears.

But it quickly disappeared in the shining white light.

The demiplane rapidly began to collapse. Not to mention the castle, even the land gradually disappeared.

Slowly floating into the air, Lori reached out and touched his undamaged ear, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he chose to integrate the Dragon Soul.

And fortunately, he had quietly learned the necromantic spell, Soul Dagger.

Lori still loathed necromancy, but when needed, he could force himself to learn.

Someone who could endure the college entrance exam, what couldn't they learn?

He had swallowed this grievance for a full twelve years, so what was a little more?

Although Lori tried to shield the demiplane from external perception, there were bound to be times of laxity during the thirty years it existed in his mental sea.

Therefore, Lori never considered relying on his usual spells.

The aversion to necromancy was definitely Lori's most genuine emotion.

Even now, after using a necromantic spell to kill his strongest enemy, Lori still loathed it.

People in this world probably couldn't understand why he could learn such a difficult seventh-circle spell with such a repulsive attitude.

For Lori, dislike was never a problem; if he could understand it, he could learn it.

His demiplane finally turned into nothingness in the great fire.

When the wind and flames returned to his side, Lori felt that heavy power.

It was the feeling of energy gathering together, the energy that could build his demiplane according to the game's rules.

Lori pursed his lips, frowned, and added more fuel to the fire.

Although he didn't know if he had achieved complete victory, Lori could give it one last blast.

Although he mocked his 'fear of insufficient firepower' for suddenly acting up, Lori didn't skimp on this priceless little ball of light and threw it into the fire with a wave of his hand.

Then, the demiplane was completely submerged in white light.

The light was too dazzling, and Lori couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Lori could only look at the only things left in front of him with a look of melancholy:

A drop of water, a handful of soil, a wisp of wind, and a rose-colored flame.

Although Lori knew that these four things weren't as simple as they seemed on the surface, and could almost be said to be the embodiment of laws… the result of only these things remaining was still quite frustrating.

Sighing slightly, Lori reached out his hand.

The four spiritual objects shuttled between his fingertips for a few seconds, then suddenly bounced into the air and collided with each other.

With a few explosions, the spiritual objects dissipated into the air.

But a miniature sun appeared in the sky of the demiplane, and a few white clouds floated up.

A piece of land also slowly grew under Lori's feet.

The clouds floated for a while, then were blown away by a sudden gust of wind, and it began to drizzle in the demiplane.

The rainwater gathered and flowed on the land, slowly turning into streams.

The streams gradually converged into a small lake.

The land seemed to be still expanding in all directions, but a realization arose in Lori's mind: if he didn't use earth-based energy to assist, then this land, covering 10,000 square meters, would probably only grow ten square meters each year.

This was energy drawn from the void. If Lori chose to mobilize it, then the land would no longer grow.

He looked up at the sun and also received a sentence: Purifying Fire cannot be improved further.

If he continued to observe, he would be provided with an explanation of the Purifying Fire.

This thing was a divine object for mortals.

The power of evil below level forty would not affect the owner of the Purifying Fire.

If Lori wanted to mobilize the power of the Purifying Fire to use it outside, he could only use it once every seven days.

However, because of the existence of this sun, Lori could also convert his fire-based spells into a lower-level Purifying Fire.

Lowering his mage level by one circle.

Lori opened his mouth slightly, looking at the streams and lakes with a trace of confusion and a hint of longing.

Then he blinked desperately, wondering if he had fallen into an illusion of a remnant soul.

But the Sun God's light orb was detonated by himself, and he knew that he was indeed in reality.

Then, did he really create the legendary Holy Water?

Curing diseases and dispelling evil, restoring health and mana… Although the effects weren't very powerful, it was readily available!

Moreover, because of its strong vitality, it could also promote growth when used to water plants.

The Earth Church's fertilizer paled in comparison to that small lake.

After all, Lori also had to dilute it before fertilizing plants.

Finally, some good news. Lori landed on the ground, rubbed some fertile soil on his fingers, and then raised an eyebrow.

Plants could probably grow quickly without even watering them.

The soil that Lori had treated with intermediate growth potions probably didn't have such strong vitality, only a little weaker than the Earth Church's powerful potions.

With this level of soil, he could even plant a Tree of Life!

The reason why that thing was difficult to cultivate was that it could only grow in the purest soil, without any fertilizer.

Then, when it bore fruit, it would absorb the vitality from the soil.

Therefore, when it reached its fruiting period, Earth followers who met the conditions had to directly replenish the soil with overflowing earth divine power every few days.

The water poured also had to be blessed by the Lord of Earth… probably the Holy Water of this world.

And those who naturally possessed plant vitality only numbered less than twenty in the Earth Church, and that was after generations of accumulation.

After all, such people would naturally live longer if they were protected well.

Lori estimated for a moment. If he only cultivated one plant, planted by the lake formed by the stream, then he wouldn't even need to manage it much. When it really grew up, he could just help add a bucket of lake water every day.

Since the Earth Church sold the Fruit of Life, they didn't seal the vitality of the seeds inside… their teachings didn't allow them to do such a thing.

Of course, they could monopolize it in another way, such as cultivating a certain plant that could only take root and sprout in the growing environment they created.

But if someone could bypass these restrictions by other means, they wouldn't interfere much.

Those who had this ability would definitely have no problem rushing into the Earth Church's sacred sites, which were distributed throughout the continent, and grabbing one.

The Earth Church didn't want to cause trouble for themselves.

Lori had seeds that he had collected.

When he was young, he liked to deal with merchants from various places, even the black market, so he naturally suffered some losses.

Although Lori himself didn't think so, his main purpose was actually to take out some good things from the demiplane and mix them in.

Anyway, these merchants were all shrewd. If someone asked them, 'Was Lori's such-and-such bought from you?', everyone would be silent with a smile, looking mysterious.

If it wasn't theirs, it could be theirs.

Moreover, the losses Lori suffered from them weren't from buying fake goods, but from some flashy things… no one dared to fool him with fake goods. Lady Agreus could allow Lori to contact them, but if something really went wrong, she would never think that her child was too stupid and easily fooled.

She would only think that someone was deliberately trying to harm her precious son.

As long as this happened once or twice, the black merchants would know what to do.

Exaggeration and flashiness were okay, but fake goods were absolutely not allowed.

For example, the seeds of the Tree of Life.

This thing was usually placed at home as a decoration by some more vain nobles, so the price was quite expensive.

Although there weren't many such nobles in the Northern Lands, most of them would still pragmatically choose power… This was a seed that couldn't be grown, but its value was comparable to high-level magic items.

But as long as there were any, some people would bring them over to sell.

Lori remembered exchanging for two with things from the demiplane.

Although his main purpose was actually for that little price difference… the merchants compensated him.

Lori at that time was also crazy and careful.

Although he spent a lot of money on these hidden merchants, it was basically bartering.

When he was outside, he didn't spend gold coins much, at most a little more in the capital.

People in the territory knew that he liked to run around, and there were many good things from the icebergs, so no one thought it was strange that he liked to exchange things with merchants.

However, Lori knew that once he spent too many gold coins, some things would inevitably happen.

Ordinary people, such as his two foolish brothers, simply wouldn't understand the expensiveness of magical materials.

Hmm… what was he thinking about?

The trick he deliberately used to lure that guy out just now had some pretty serious aftereffects!