Chapter 62 62. Holy Light Four-leaf Clover (please read)
Sometimes, whatever you worry about, something will definitely happen - just like Croya felt that the rain would not stop so soon.
As a result, it really lasted for three whole days without stopping. And it was getting bigger and bigger, as if there was a hole in the sky.
The entire castle has become damp and cold, as if summer has suddenly turned into late autumn, which is about to enter winter, making people feel cold and worried from the bottom of their hearts.
The cold magic is mixed with the unknown.
Such rainfall will naturally cause a lot of trouble.
For example, a series of complicated and trivial matters such as the placement of farm servants on the island, storage of materials, drainage, how to handle crops, etc.
Coupled with the sudden increase in rainfall and the lack of sun at all, Croya was unable to meditate.
So he could only suspend his progress, convene his current team, and plan to hold a meeting to confirm the current situation.
The members of the meeting include Rob, the four knights, and Bartos, the former lord of Hanjiao Island.
In the conference room.
Chloë sat upright and asked Bartos directly: "Has this happened before?"
Bartos looked bitter: "No. Although Hanjiao Island is located on the seaside, it has never rained so continuously. The heaviest rain during my tenure lasted only one day.”
Sure enough.
What is causing this abnormal rain?
"Yes." Kroya nodded lightly and looked at Rob: "How is the placement of the personnel?"
Rob, who has been working hard these days, turned a little pale.
Here are the morning dew potions and sea spirit coconut potions provided by Croya, otherwise he would probably collapse from exhaustion.
He immediately replied: "The farm servants and their food have all been moved to higher ground, and are under the supervision of people sent by Yate."
Although his face was not good, his voice was Still very energetic.
Art quickly answered: "Don't worry, Master Mage, there will definitely be no problems over there."
As a knight, he understood very well what Croya was worried about.
Under such a violent storm, it was also extreme weather that only occurred after Croya arrived.
If someone makes some inappropriate remarks, such as "the lord brought disaster" or "the gods are dissatisfied with Croa's management of Hanjiao Island", such stupid remarks.
If anyone really believes that, it will definitely shake Croya’s prestige, make management more difficult, and may even lead to riots.
Although it will not pose any threat to Croya, it will definitely be very troublesome if this happens.
So everything must be killed before it happens.
For this reason, it doesn’t matter even if you kill some people - this is considered acquiescence.
"Okay, I believe you." Croya was silent for a second: "How is the harvest of Poseidon barley? How much is edible?"
Poseidon barley in Elena With the continuous supply of tears, it has grown well and expanded to two acres of land.
When it rained on the first day, Rob listened to Bartos and misjudged the duration of the heavy rain and did not send anyone to harvest.
As a result, he felt something was wrong the next morning.
Sending people to collect it again, even with the help of the dolphins, ducks and fish arranged by Cloya, it took a lot of energy and time to barely recover part of it.
It was already the third day before Croya asked him. In fact, he had already given him enough time.
Rob replied: "About half of it can be eaten."
Chloë's expression softened a little. This incident made him deeply realize that just planting it on the beach is absolutely safe. No.
If we encounter this situation again, if the planting scale is large, it will be more difficult to harvest, and we may even lose manpower.
Farm servants are his wealth. He intends to train the existing farm servants well and does not intend to use them as consumables.
After thinking for a moment, Croya continued to ask: "Then keep an eye on them. When the heavy rain is over, I will think of ways to plant them on the island. How much food is left in the castle?"
"Before the heavy rain, I just bought a batch of food from Sesu, which is enough to last half a month."
Kloya is not very worried about this. If it doesn't work, he can still pass it. The Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce will buy some food.
The price of ordinary food in the world of mages is really not very high.
......
In the next half hour, Croya asked about everything in detail. For some of these things, he did not give direct solutions, but only guided Rob and several knights to think of solutions.
After all, he is also a time traveler and often surfs the Internet. He still knows some basic knowledge to avoid the occurrence of immune diseases.
The cold, damp and unhygienic environment, and so many people living together in the cave, would take a lot of effort to solve the problem if someone gets sick and gets infected.
During the discussion, Mu Yaoqu Vine King suddenly touched him and said: "Master, there is something strange over the lake in the back mountain."
Kloya heard this My heart skipped a beat, this was such an eventful time, I hope it's not a bad thing.
He left the meeting room without saying a word, and rushed toward the lake on the mountain behind the castle with a gloomy expression.
The moment he stepped into the rain curtain, a light blue shield made of magical power immediately shone on him, wrapping him like a ball.
The rainwater was separated by magic under his feet, and the mud could not contaminate him at all. He walked straight towards the back mountain, his footsteps hurried.
As a result, when he rushed to the lake, he suddenly discovered...
There was a holy white light pillar rising from the lake and flying slowly towards the sky.
It seems to be very laborious to rise. Every meter it rises seems to require a lot of effort, and the holy light will dim a little.
But despite this, the light still illuminates the surrounding environment, and there seems to be a very neutral but compassionate voice echoing vaguely -
"If the rain doesn't stop, please give it a try. The blame falls on me. "
Croya stood aside and watched silently, his eyes fixed on a small white grass in the center of the light beam.
The grass has four leaves, at most the size of a baby's palm. It looks very delicate, but it is so sacred.
But there is a wing-shaped halo surrounding it, as if an angel is embracing it. It rose higher and higher in the beam of light, as if it was about to rise into the highest dark clouds.
Croya originally thought this was another collection of holy light created by the mushroom, but he inadvertently felt the astral body of this grass.
What surprised him was that the astral body in the grass was actually made of very regular but concise lines, and looked like a magic model.
Its consciousness is also very pure, it just echoes:
"Rain..."
"Please don't fall."
"Not normal The dark clouds are carried by me.”
At the same time, Croya also knew its name——
[Holy Light Magic Dark Clouds Dispelled Four-Leaf Clover]
Very much. Special name.
“……”
Through its consciousness, Croya seemed to see the mushroom growing quietly at the bottom of the lake, and also saw the white angel spreading its wings.
He seemed to have seen Croya too.
Looking at each other.
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(End of this chapter)