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

Chapter 207 207. The heir of the harvest spirit, please have a nightmare

"It's so beautiful."

"Compared to the wonders created by those wizards, this scene should be the most comforting and happy for the Mother Goddess."

The golden-haired boy opened his arms, with an intoxicated look on his face, and the white robe on his body moved without wind, blowing warm wind around him.

It was the autumn warm wind with the fragrance of wheat.

"Hu~~~"

They blew from the boy's body, gently brushing the growing corn and potatoes, bringing blessings to the latter.

In theory, these harvest spirits will make the crops in the fields grow rapidly, and they will grow and mature completely in just a few minutes.

This is also the gift he intends to give to Cloya.

However, before he really displayed his own harvest spirit, a young man with a hoe on his body ran over angrily.

"Hey! Don't cast spells on these crops casually!"

"Stop!"

Jamie, carrying a hoe made of walnut and alloy, interrupted the boy's spell on the field, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

If these winds directly ripen the crops, then this batch of experimental data will be directly scrapped!

When he thought about the scene of working hard these days and the experimental data being scrapped, he might want to jump into the sea.

"Huh?"

The boy was not angry, he stopped.

He said in a gentle tone: "I don't know what taboos and inappropriate places here, can you please explain it to me?"

He looks quite handsome, even a little feminine and delicate, with golden hair draped over his shoulders, and his voice is also like spring breeze, giving people a very good feeling.

Jamie did not answer immediately, but carefully looked up and down at the other party and the people carrying large and small bags behind him.

As if he had confirmed something, he asked, "You should be the Son of Harvest that Lord Cloa mentioned."

Who knew that the young man shook his head seriously: "Except for the Mother Goddess, no one can claim to be the Harvest. I am just a walker under the light of the Mother Goddess.

You can just call me by my name.

My name is Miffin Nolant."

"..."

After hearing this name, Jamie's expression was more shocked than seeing a ghost. He has learned a lot from Cloa now.

Of course, there is also Professor Robert's noble heraldry course.

Nolant...isn't that the name of the kingdom? So the person in front of him is not only a believer of the Mother Goddess of the Earth and a Son of Harvest, but also a member of the royal family of Nolant!

Well, although it is not easy to say whether he is the Son of Harvest or the member of the royal family of Nolant, Jamie lives in this country after all.

The identity of the prince did surprise him for a short time, and he was a little dazed for a while.

But he quickly came back to his senses.

Even if he is a prince, he is the first apprentice of Cloa. In his heart, his mentor is definitely no worse than any king.

"It is you indeed."

"Lord Cloa has told me to treat you well."

"Why don't we sit down and have a drink of water and talk slowly?"

After calming down, he directly invited Mifiin and the others to a house nearby where they could rest and drink water.

Of course, Mifiin would not refuse, and nodded: "Okay, then please lead the way."

"Please follow me."

Jamie led them through the fields where sprouts had grown, and soon came to a small house standing at the end of the field.

The house is square in shape, just a standard "house", and the walls are also gray, which looks nothing special.

But according to Cloa's principle of doing it well, some circulating and shaking fans are even installed inside. Sitting here and drinking some water can relieve fatigue very well.

After the seven people sat down,

Jamie skillfully took a few cups of water from the water pipe and placed them in front of the people. He said modestly, "It's simple here, so I can only entertain you like this."

"Thank you."

Miffin was very interested in this place. He looked around and took a sip of water. He actually tasted a hint of coolness and sweetness in it.

There was also a very strange fragrance.

In short, it didn't look like random river water at all. It even gave him a strange feeling that he was being entertained by nobles in the Royal Capital's Heraldry Academy.

"Did you put sugar in it?" He was a little surprised.

This is sugar! In ordinary people's homes, you can't see it once a year. Even if nobles want to eat sugar, they have to spend gold coins to buy it.

In the Royal Capital, if the sugar is made by magic, it can even cost more than the same weight of gold.

If it was in Croa's territory, he wouldn't be surprised, but this is on the roadside.

When he came in just now, he could still see farmers coming out of here, so it shouldn't be a special treat for them.

In other words... can Croa provide farmers with water with sugar?

Even the Grand Duke wouldn't dare to do this.

"Sugar?" Jamie was a little confused at first, then suddenly realized: "It's not sugar, it's a special plant. Lord Croa soaked it in water and supplied it to farmers to quench their thirst."

The water pipes in this house are of course driven by magic circles, and they are transported by a kind of bamboo, which was specially planted by Lord Croa.

Of course, it's not easy to tell the other party about this kind of thing.

"Plants?"

But who knew that Mi Feiyin lowered his head and glanced at the water bowl, sighed softly and said: "I guess the sugar content of this plant should be not low. For your lord, don't mention this matter casually."

Jamie is of course not stupid. He immediately thought of the reason and felt embarrassed.

In fact, there is now a stable sugar-making workshop in the territory. The source is a kind of seaweed in the sea. The sugar produced is blue and clear and tastes sweet.

The sugar and sweets that were once difficult to get are very easy to buy on Hanjiao Island. Some parents even buy a few to take back for their children after get off work.

This is probably difficult for even people in the capital, but it is a common thing on Hanjiao Island.

So he didn't care how shocking this matter was for a while.

So,

he took the initiative to bring up the reason why he stopped Mifeiyin just now, and changed the subject: "According to Lord Kloya's arrangement, we will record the growth rate and cycle of these crops to see what the most suitable living environment is for them."

"Is it really just the growth cycle and environment?" Mifeiyin smiled and said, "I sensed that there are some magic plants in the fields. They should be the magic plants used by the Mother Goddess Church to fertilize the fields."

"You really saw it."

"Lord is also studying how to use magic plants to fertilize the fields, and how to cooperate to achieve the maximum effect..."

Jamie, who had received Kloya's instructions early in the morning, directly told Mifeiyin and other sons of the harvest about Kloya's ongoing experiments.

These people were stunned.

Have they never thought that such things can be experimented?

They all started talking at once:

"The tumors of the peas can fertilize the fields, but it is said that they need to grow for a long enough time."

"I remember that the peas need to be grown together with another magical plant called alfalfa to maximize the effect of fertilizing the fields."

"The different soil moisture, temperature and magic concentration will also have an impact. How do you measure it? Can you ensure that the land is absolutely in the same state?"

"Yes, and the seeds of the crops are different, so the growth rate will be different, right?"

From their questions, we can know that these sons of the harvest who look like they are only in their twenties also have their own experience in tending the fields.

They are definitely not the kind of people who rely on their magic to bless the fields.

Jamie listened to their questions, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper. Finally, he simply extended his hand to invite them: "We have a breeding room here. Lord Cloya has told me that if you want to see it, I can take you to see it."

"Then let's go now."

Miffin was already a little impatient.

Although he was the heir of the harvest spirit, he was blessed by the earth, and he only needed to move his hands to make crops and magic plants grow quickly.

But he had been looking for more ways to make crops grow stronger.

Originally, he planned to ignore the letter from Knight Commander Bevoselise, and after visiting his mother, he would continue to travel in the neighboring countries.

It was a daily prayer to the Mother Goddess that made him feel that there might be something here that could help him, so he rushed here.

Unexpectedly, he really found something that might satisfy the Mother Goddess.

He was very much looking forward to what he was going to see next.

…

A few minutes later, they came into a building from the magic circle.

As soon as they came in, they felt something was wrong.

The natural atmosphere here was a little too strong, and there was even soft water vapor and gentle water magic echoing around, as if protecting this place.

Miffin looked around and immediately knew where this place was. This should be the bottom of the Tre River, and it was also protected by the natural consciousness of the Tre River.

This is not particularly rare. On the way here, he felt that the consciousness of the earth here was particularly active.

But the strange thing is where does the sunlight come from? Isn't it from the bottom of the river?

He squinted his eyes and looked up, but he only saw the flawless white walls and ceilings like jade, and the warm sunlight was shining from there.

He was more and more expectant, but he didn't say anything. He just followed Jamie and continued to move forward, paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Soon Jamie took them to a room.

When he pushed open the door, what came to him was the breath of crop seedlings that made all the Sons of Harvest feel comfortable.

"Wow!"

"This is..."

"It should be that kind of vine?"

The Sons of Harvest couldn't help whispering to each other, looking at the room in front of them with curious eyes.

I saw that the room was full of white transparent vines. They intertwined on the ground and walls, and isolated one grid after another with their bodies.

Each grid is a standard 5 square meters.

There was light green liquid in the grid, soaking corn seeds, seedlings and potato tubers in different categories.

Several apprentices were taking out these seeds, seedlings and tubers, as if they were going to plant them.

This place seemed like a laboratory for some magic plants.

"This is the seed breeding room specially built by Master Cloya. All seeds here will be screened, and seeds with relatively consistent vitality and vitality will be allocated together for observation and planting experiments."

Jamie introduced it in detail.

But these sons of the harvest didn't care about any planting experiments at all, their focus was all on the seeds!

Miffin came to the place where corn was cultivated and saw the seeds soaked in light green liquid and the seedlings placed on gauze.

He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the corn, and immediately felt the vitality inside that was full and ready to burst out.

The life inside couldn't wait to sprout, come to this world, and thrive.

"Ah, it's so beautiful!" He then checked more corn and potato tubers, and without exception, he felt abundant vitality from them.

The rest of the sons of the harvest stared at these seeds in a daze, enjoying them with an almost intoxicated look, and almost forcibly resisted sending them blessings.

In their opinion, these seeds already have the courage and ability to thrive in the world, and they don't need their blessings at all.

For a while, they even had a strange feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

It was not until this time that they finally focused their attention on the white vines and the light green liquid. Of course, they could see that the liquid was released by the vines.

These liquids full of vitality... are even better than the "Harvest Juice" below level three that they saw in the church temple.

Can this magic plant release this kind of liquid? Is it a special variety?

Why can't even Mifeiyin tell what kind of magic plant this vine is? It doesn't make sense.

So, Mifeiyin asked: "Master Jamie, what kind of magic plant is this? Can you tell us?"

Jamie was considering how to answer, and a calm voice came from the side: "Let me explain, Jamie, you go prepare lunch."

Hearing this voice, Jamie's face flashed with almost fanatical joy, and he saluted respectfully and said: "Yes, Master Cloya!"

After that, he left quickly.

Only the Sons of Harvest looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young mage in a light golden robe.

There was no magical fluctuation on his body. If you use your mental power to perceive, you can't even detect his existence.

Only by looking with your eyes can you really see his figure and his existence.

As believers of the Church of Mother Earth, the Sons of Harvest are actually very reluctant and perfunctory in their attitude towards magicians.

In fact, most magicians do things without any consideration of whether the earth can bear it. They often create huge pits, canyons, hills, etc....

But after seeing this magician, they did not have that strange feeling of disgust at all, but felt that the sunlight around them was warmer.

Even those seeds that should not have any spirituality are welcoming Cloya's arrival, and seem to want to bow down in Cloya's direction.

"You..."

Miffin stared at Cloya closely.

There seemed to be a strange sphere rotating in his golden pupils, emitting a yellowish halo.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

An extremely terrifying and powerful force was about to descend here from the distant other side. This force seemed very eager, even impatient.

But when that power was about to take shape——

"God said, everything that should be in heaven should not come to the earth."

"God said, everything that is sleeping should not fall on the believers!"

"God said, those who try to have a sweet dream will turn it into a nightmare!"

The voice of the angel suddenly sounded.

The white-gold light formed a ring, which directly blocked the divine power that was about to descend in a place invisible to everyone, and even added a little spice to the other party's uncomfortable sleep.

The next moment, the rotating khaki crystals in Mifeiyin's eyeballs dimmed instantly, as if they were drained of power and disappeared.

He only felt a moment of trance.

After shaking his head, he didn't care too much, smiled, maintained his usual kindness, and greeted Cloya.

"Nice to meet you, Master Cloya."

"I'm also happy to meet you, the heir of the harvest spirit, the prince of Norant, the youngest bishop of the Church of the Earth... Bishop Mifeiyin."

Cloya smiled back of course.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But there was a hidden surprise and uneasiness in his eyes. This... was clearly the power of the angel just now.

Could something else have come?

...

Only the serious angel who was watching the TV in the Croa laboratory on Hanjiao Island slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The platinum light surrounding him dissipated.

He instantly collapsed weakly on the soft feather blanket that Croa had specially made for him, and stretched his limbs and wings unhappily.

He saw the endless white clouds and blue sky outside through the skylight formed by the wall of the Orpheus oak tree, and muttered to himself:

"Harvest..."

"When the ring was not broken, the goddess of harvest was still there. He was obviously the child of the mother goddess of the earth."

"Did the mother goddess devour him, or did he devour the mother goddess in retaliation?"

The angel turned over irritably and continued to bury himself in the soft feathers, and by the way, he grabbed the dozing ether wolf to use as a pillow.

Of course, the latter dared not get angry or resist, and could only expose his belly pitifully for the angel bully to use as a pillow.

Only this kind of creature formed by magic power can be used as a pillow for Him.

"Strange..."

He still couldn't understand why the other party was so eager for the sun, almost like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Even though Kloya had carefully used the power of irises to protect her own magic from leaking out, it could still be sensed.

Did the mother goddess set such a rule in the operation of self-discipline?

In order to protect Kloya from being discovered, He directly used the power of the ring to create a nightmare close to reality.

What does it have to do with the sun?

Anyway, the ring wouldn't care.

Who made Him want to get close to the sun?

Thinking of this, He suddenly blinked his eyes like Kloya, and couldn't wait to return to the location where the mushrooms grew at the bottom of the lake.

"God said that all the nightmares I created will emerge under the platinum light."

Accompanied by His voice.

A platinum ring appeared in front of him, and a picture emerged inside it - that was the nightmare that the Earth Mother Goddess was going to have.

He wanted to see what nightmare the Mother Goddess was having, and maybe he could find some reasons.

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