I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 175 175. The robe of the poem of rainbow light, the mansion of elves

"It looks pretty good."

Kloya was very curious about the moonlight spirit dew grass, so he looked at it for a few more times, but when he saw it, he suddenly had an uncontrollable desire in his heart.

He knew the source of this desire very well-it was the original owner's desire for it, and it was this desire that pushed the original owner to sign the contract and finally killed himself.

That was the desire of greed.

To be honest, everyone has the desire of greed, but he just instinctively felt that this desire came very suddenly and was a bit inexplicable.

In fact, now think carefully about the process of the original owner and Stein signing the contract, there are many things wrong.

For example, the simplest one.

A level 5 magic plant, taking this level of treasure as a bet, is it really just because Stein is jealous of the original owner that he can use the level 5 magic plant to lure the original owner to sign a contract?

Even if that Zel wizard likes him, it shouldn't be like this.

How many first-level wizards' lives can a fifth-level magic plant buy?

And the original owner didn't think much about it. Is it really stupid to use a fifth-level magic plant as a bet?

Both sides are very wrong.

'Very strange. '

Kloya thought of the vague feeling he had when he used the symphony to control magic with the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree.

There was something in Zel's body that resonated with his magic, otherwise he would need to spend more effort to kill a fourth-level wizard.

'Is it very old-fashioned... The original owner has some treasure on his body, and it would be too conspicuous to kill him directly, so he exiled him? '

He felt that his guess was still very likely.

'It seems that I have to interrogate Stein in a while. I would have controlled Zel's soul with the symphony earlier. '

For the first time, he felt a little annoyed that he was not so perfect.

Stein might know something, but he certainly didn't know as much as Zel, so he shouldn't have been in a hurry to kill Zel.

At that time, he was worried that if such an old fourth-level wizard didn't die, he would definitely have to spend several times more effort to imprison him.

Who knows if this kind of mid-to-high-level wizard has any special magic.

He thought for a while and suppressed his thoughts.

Pointing at the Moonlight Spirit Dew Grass, he asked curiously: "Do you know what this thing is used for? All I knew at the beginning was that it can help meditation and perceive magic power."

"Hehe, I asked the mentor before I came." Estner was as powerful as ever: "This magic plant is said to be cultivated by the Orpheus family of the Elf Kingdom. The well formed by its intertwined roots can produce moonlight spirit dew under the moonlight."

"My mentor said that this moonlight spirit dew even has one-fifth of the effect of the original Moon Well, which can speed up meditation and have a certain chance of making magic power have the characteristics of moonlight."

"The Moon Well is a miracle building unique to the elves. It is said to be knowledge bestowed by the Moon God."

'Is it something from the Orpheus family again? It seems that I have to visit the oak tree. 'Kloya was thoughtful.

Then, he pretended to nod his head in a daze and praised: "As expected of you, you know a lot!"

"Just have a good mentor." Estner smiled awkwardly: "Since the bet is over, do you plan to return to the Mage Association?"

This was just a casual question to change the subject.

Because anyone with enough IQ would not be willing to leave the territory that he built so well and return to the Mage Association.

"No."

Kloya shook his head and refused: "I don't plan to go back, but I still want to get the subsidies and assistance I deserve."

Now that there is no villain inside, he is a fourth-level mage and has enough self-protection ability in his own territory.

Of course, he has to take back everything that belongs to him.

"... This may be a bit difficult." Estner showed a somewhat embarrassed look.

"Why?" Kloya was puzzled.

Even if the Mage Association is short-sighted, it will not cut off its assistance to the outbound mages like this. Aren't they really afraid that they will switch to the kingdom's forces?

All the mages who can run businesses outside have real skills. These pieces of territory are equivalent to the extension of the power of the Mage Association.

How stupid would you have to be to give up these people?

Estner spread his hands: "Just when I left, I heard that the pit lord in the Yavana Holy Mine and the gray sand lord in the gray desert did something."

"One surrendered to the cultists, and the other summoned the projection of Leviathan in his territory.

It is said that the entire gray desert is shrouded by the power of Leviathan and turned into a vast ocean."

Kloya: "???"

No, I have been staying at home for more than a month, not for more than a hundred years?

Such a big thing happened outside?

The Mage Lord Alliance did not mention this information?

Seeing Kloya's shocked expression, Estner said, "Don't tell anyone. I heard this from my mentor. The association has blocked the news.

The seventh-level wizard has already rushed over. They are probably in danger."

"This kind of thing is a huge stain on the Mage Association of the Kingdom of Nolant."

"If the association does not respond immediately, the church will take this opportunity to insert its forces."

"It is because of them that the Mage Association is now rethinking the treatment and arrangements for the Mage Lords.

"..."

Kroya sighed deeply.

He did not hide it, "I once made a deal with the two of them, not long ago, how could they do such a thing?"

Although he himself was also raising demons, raising demons and trading with demons were very different.

Not to mention that it involved the Abyss Lord Leviathan.

This is unbearable for any organization with a little justice. Doing such a thing will not only affect oneself.

"So you have to be more careful."

Estner warned: "Don't get involved with them again. The church will..."

He didn't say the rest, but the meaning was very clear.

Kroya also nodded and changed the subject: "Don't worry, let's eat and talk after we finish eating! "

So for the next period of time, the two of them enjoyed delicious food and chatted on the terrace of the castle. Croa shared his sunflowers, and Estner asked questions...

Communicating with such a person who is proficient in the theoretical knowledge of magic plant cultivation did give Croa a lot of inspiration, and also let him know the outside world's cultivation methods for magic plants.

Time passed quickly.

Until night fell, Estner reluctantly returned to the residence arranged by Croa, and after Croa said goodbye to him, he came to his own laboratory.

In a room in the laboratory, Bamboo was guarding Stein, and there was a coffin next to it, with four people lying in it. Level Mage Zel.

When Stein saw Cloya coming here, he shrank back timidly as if he had seen a demon.

He was no longer as arrogant as he remembered.

Cloya was too lazy to mock him or anything. This man was already his prisoner, and he could do whatever he wanted with him.

He was not a cat, and he would not play with his prey.

At most, Stein would slowly endure the pain and spend the rest of his time in agony.

Cloya walked in front of Zel's body and looked down at the robe he was wearing, which was engraved with a golden ring and had a starry sky as the background.

A familiar throbbing rose in his heart.

"Sure enough. "He sighed softly.

This robe contains the power of "The Poem of Rainbow".

He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the robe, and the three-color magic poured into it like a tide, and the three golden rings on it were immediately filled with different colors.

Dancing red, warm and soft orange, and eternal gold.

The robe was directly separated from Zel's body and was baptized in the light. The stains of fire and blood gradually disappeared. It was like a living thing, emitting a sense of joy and comfort.

'It's alive. "

Looking directly at the robe, the Star Body Imprinting Technique saw through its internal structure-seven extremely complex rings, extending countless silk threads and magic patterns, and those magic patterns are all composed of the magic of "The Poem of Rainbow".

The combination is like a beautiful rainbow.

It has a name, called...

Phoebus bathing in light.

The robe can also have a name, can this also be considered a magic beast or magic plant?

Kloya expressed confusion.

Moreover, the name reminded him of the daffodil: Narcissus in search of beauty. There is a certain similarity between the two.

After washing away all the stains, the robe gave off a flattering consciousness and flew towards Croa.

It was as if an invisible hand was covering Croa with it.

Stein's eyes bulged out, like a frightened goldfish, watching Croa put on the robe in disbelief.

After Croa put on the robe, the seven rings on it turned into three, forming a substantial halo, flying slowly around Croa.

And the robe itself, which was like a starry sky, turned into starlight, floating around Croa's body, shining.

At first glance, it was as if Croa was covered with the Milky Way.

His momentum suddenly became mysterious and vast, like the boundless Milky Way itself, and just a glance would make people feel extremely small.

This feeling is very special, very special.

Croa felt that his perception of the surrounding magic power had risen by at least three or four levels, and it was no problem for him to control the magic power.

The three rings around him were the embodiment of the three chapters of "The Rainbow Poem" that he had already learned.

Through it, he could more smoothly display the magic power of the three chapters.

The most important thing was...

The consciousness of the robe told him a message -

The blue chapter of "The Rainbow Poem" needs to go to the astral world to have a chance to learn, and the purple chapter involves the etheric world.

Although it was just a piece of information, for him, knowing the road ahead was definitely better than anything else.

He wanted to continue communicating with the robe, but the latter fell silent and fell asleep peacefully in Croa's magic power, and even had a materialized snoring sound.

"..."

He had no choice but to decide that he must learn the art of communication with all things, otherwise it would be really painful to always guess.

After solving the robe issue, he said directly to Stein beside him: "Tell me everything you know. I swear on my magic name that I will not kill you, and I will arrange an absolutely comfortable place for you to live."

Swearing on the magic name is actually equivalent to those fanatics swearing on the gods, which is the most binding contract.

It's not that Cloya has no other way to make Stein tell the truth, but he wants to know the truth of the matter as soon as possible, and his curiosity is really uncontrollable.

Besides... not killing him doesn't mean letting him go.

When Stein heard Cloya say this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "This is what old Zel asked me to do!"

"The old guy got one of your treasures and wanted to kill people to silence them, so he asked me to bet with you... He, he also used the power of the devil!"

In order to survive, he immediately told everything and pushed it all on the dead Zel.

Zel's body is still lying aside.

I don't know what Zel would think if he heard his most doted illegitimate son calling him an old guy and describing him as an unforgivable villain.

Kloya showed a sarcastic smile: "You are really a howler."

Stein was very curious why Kloya used the "howl" of the storm, but he didn't dare to ask, so he just laughed along.

There was a deep hatred hidden in the depths of his eyes - of course, this could not be hidden from Kloya.

But it doesn't matter.

Can the hatred of such a small person still have any effect on him?

Through the induction of magic, Kloya can be sure that this guy is not lying. But he only knows a little bit of information, which still makes Kloya feel very dissatisfied.

At the same time, he regretted more and more in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would not have killed Zel so cleanly.

The news now seems to be the old-fashioned story of embezzling ancestral treasures and then wanting to kill people. I don't know if there are any hidden secrets in this story.

He sighed slightly in his heart.

Fortunately, this matter has been completely resolved, and I can feel relieved. Next, I can continue to farm and develop peacefully.

By the way, I will plant some of my own spies in the capital.

So, he smiled at Stein "pleasantly": "Since you have told me everything, I will not kill you, and I will arrange a good place for you to live."

Stein was a little bit unbelievable when he heard what Cloya said.

But for the sake of his life, he blurted out his good words without thinking, which were nothing more than some kind and merciful Cloya was more than an angel, and powerful.

Cloya listened to him flattering himself with interest, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Although this matter was instructed by Zel, as the real executor, Stein was even more hateful.

Fortunately, I have arranged the ending for him.

He took Stein to the place where the emerald skeleton tree was placed, and the latter's face changed drastically when he saw the skeleton tree.

It was too late to say anything.

Because Cloya had thrown him directly onto the skeleton tree, watching the skeleton tree pierce the bones into Stein's body and watching it absorb Stein's flesh and blood.

Stein twitched and struggled in pain.

This feeling of devouring and reorganizing the flesh and blood and soul was quite "refreshing".

The whole process lasted about five minutes.

Cloya kept watching Stein's body completely turn into ashes and dissipate, while his soul was absorbed by the emerald skeleton tree and entered the fruit.

At this point, the anger that had been lingering in his heart finally disappeared completely, and he felt that his mentality became very peaceful.

"It's finally over."

He let out a breath lightly, and he didn't know whether he was relieved or sighed.

He deeply realized that only if his power and strength were strengthened could he avoid such things from happening again in the future.

Since he didn't plan to take the open route of hegemony, he had to cultivate his own power in secret and rely on his unique magic plants and magic beasts to form a network.

As long as he still has unique value, he will have many friends, and they will all be considerate friends.

While thinking, he picked the fruit and placed it in a beautiful small villa surrounded by flowers and plants that had been prepared long ago.

These flowers and plants were specially bought by him, with obvious hallucinogenic effects. I believe Stein will like this residence and be willing to cooperate with his experiment.

...

After placing Stein, he returned to search Zel's body carefully, and found a lot of treasures.

Among them is a space magic weapon, a magic wand made of star iron and high-level energy crystal, and five or six magic scrolls with extremely strong attack power...

Finally, there is even a small house.

Its appearance is very delicate and elegant elf style, with the texture of flower vines and branches, and it looks like a tree house artwork.

At first glance, it is the same as the "residence" prepared by Cloya for Stein. They are all models, but in fact this is the real "mansion technique".

Just inject magic power, this thing will stretch out and become a mansion.

And this thing is the elves' mansion magic.

Elves are a race that really enjoys material desires. You can imagine how valuable this thing is.

He couldn't help but sigh that he was worthy of being a fourth-level wizard, that is, he was rich.

But after a careful inspection, he unexpectedly found a line of small words in Elvish language behind it - Made by the Orpheus Family.

The reason why he could recognize the Elvish language was that the small words were engraved with elegant and beautiful words, which were exactly the same as what he saw at the oak tree.

Kroya rubbed the tree house.

He muttered to himself: "It's the Orpheus family again."

It seems that he really needs to visit the oak tree. He has found so many things of the Orpheus family. I don't know if the latter will give him any more benefits?

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