Chapter 99 99. Your "gift" is on the way
"Master Mage."
Elena rushed over quickly and saluted respectfully.
Cloya took a look at the peasant servant's daughter in coarse cloth and found that her complexion was much better than before, and there was a huge change.
Both the look and temperament are not what a farm servant girl from an island should have.
Is it the power of the Harvest Son, or the power given to her during this period of time to manage the farm servants?
After just a little guessing, Croya asked aloud: "How did you feel about the book I asked you to read?"
No matter what, it will be fine. It’s his own subordinates, so it’s good to be getting better and better.
As the sons of Harvest, of course they have also been instilled with the special ability of "knowing words". Otherwise, if they can't even understand the words, how can they be considered a "harvest" given by God?
Elena heard Croya's question and stretched out her hand.
In the palm of her hand, there was a light green magic ball beating, shining with extremely abundant natural magic power.
"Sir, do you think this kind of control is okay?"
When she asked this question, she was a little uneasy - she was following the instructions in the book, but how could she compare with the instructions in the book? Is it written differently?
“…”
If it weren’t for the fact that she really didn’t understand what she said, Croya would have thought she was showing off.
This level of magic control ability is estimated to be beyond the capabilities of most first-level mages. Based on this alone, she may consider trying the entrance examination of the Mages Association.
You know... how long has it been since he was able to control the magic power stably in the palm of his hand? It is really unimaginable to achieve what he has achieved over time.
‘It seems that giving her the magic control book was really the right thing to do. '
For such a capable person who can still do things for himself, Croya's attitude was a little gentler and he nodded: "Not bad."
"Since you can already control this kind of magic, then..."
He stood up: "Let's go, let's plant Poseidon barley in another place."
"Okay, sir." Elena followed Croya. She didn't ask what to do. Just follow along.
The two soon arrived at a place not far from the seaside. This is a flat land, just flat, nothing special about it.
A vine was waiting here early.
Its vine body is like jade, about as thick as an adult man's arm, and it shines with a warm brilliance in the sun.
This is the Mu Yaoqu Vine King. To this day, it has actually been able to extend its body into the sea. It is perfect as a "magic conduit".
If the seawater diverted in this way can be used to grow Poseidon barley, then Croya will find a way to build a real pipeline to divert the water.
Poseidon barley cannot be grown in stagnant water and needs living water at all times.
Kloya used magic as usual, and soon made a depression in the ground, making a pit of about half an acre, and then ordered King Mu Yaoqu Vine to fill it with water.
A trace of magic lines appeared on the emerald green vine.
Immediately afterwards, seawater gushes out.
The pit in half an acre of land was quickly filled.
At the same time, at a lower position on the other side, the same vines of Mu Yaoqu Vine King are absorbing the sea water and sending the excess sea water back.
The two vines cooperate with each other in this way, and coupled with the terrain factors, they actually simulate the surging waves of the sea, and also the ebb and flow of the tide.
Quite magical.
Seeing this, he waved his hand and ordered: "Put the barley in."
Elena had some Poseidon barley seeds in her hand, but Croya nodded and allowed her to Go get it from the warehouse.
Logically speaking, ordinary barley needs to be cultivated and then transplanted into the field for planting.
But that is according to common sense. For the Sons of Harvest, they have a faster method.
After Elena agreed, she looked down at the barley seeds in her hand and whispered: "Hurry up and grow up quickly..."
When she said this, she kissed the barley seeds in her hand, and the natural magic power gathered in the palm of her hand and poured into the barley seeds.
They quickly broke out of their shells, sprouted, and soon grew into wheat seedlings.
The whole process does not take more than three seconds, and the seedling raising process is directly omitted.
Then Elena entered the sea water and began to bend down to plant wheat seedlings. Her movements were skillful and gentle, and she would send a blessing to the wheat seedlings every time she planted them.
"May you grow up strong..."
"I hope you are healthy."
"Grow up quickly."
Chloe is here Watching from the side, he could feel her sincere feelings of wishing Mai Miao to thrive. Miraculously, this kind of emotion...he could also absorb it.
He discovered that: while this kind of emotion is extremely sincere, it is also quite abundant. It is the emotional voice of hope and blessing.
‘Can this kind of special person give me more and richer emotional sounds? ’ He had a vague guess.
If this is really the case, can we find a few more Sons of Harvest?
One can grow so much. If a group comes, wouldn’t it mean that we no longer have to worry about food?
To be honest, as his strength and foundation have increased, he is no longer afraid of some things. On the contrary, you need help that can help you develop as soon as possible.
So, he asked directly: "Are there any sons of the harvest like you?"
Hearing Croya's question, Elena stiffened and said with a He looked at the mage with disbelief. "You..."
"Have you?" Croya asked again.
"Yes!" Elena quickly replied: "I know there are a few people like me, and they live not far from Hanjiao Island.
But they... ..."
She hesitated again. Those people who were similar to her were all farm servants of another noble lord. Would telling them cause trouble to Lord Croya?
Croya said calmly: "Say it."
"...They are the servants of another baron lord, and they are on Black Rock Island not far from your territory."
" Black Rock Island?" Croya thought for a while, and that place seemed to be a little "better" than his place, of course it was better on the surface.
A baron...heh.
"They haven't revealed their identities yet."
"No."
"Okay, I will ask the knight to take you to bring them back after a while. , then you can teach them how to live on Hanjiao Island.”
Since they are not exposed, it will be easy to handle.
He just wanted a few farm servants. To be honest, farm servants were not considered human beings in the eyes of the nobles.
You even only need to come to the door and directly say that you want to buy some slaves. At the worst, you can get some magic creations.
Would such a small nobleman from the countryside still reject him?
Hearing Croya's calm voice, Elena felt certain in her heart. She quickly planted the remaining barley seedlings, left the sea and saluted the former.
"Master Mage, I will definitely teach them well!"
"Yes." Croya waved his hand: "Remember to change your clothes before you go. If you go out, you will represent me. , just ask Rob to find it for you."
After saying that, he turned and left. Before leaving, he said one last sentence: "Take good care of these Poseidon Barley. If they can grow healthily, then continue to expand. Planting area."
"Follow your orders!"
Elena bowed deeply, her expression changed from respect to piety.
......
What Croya, who went to the Magic Field Grape Vine, didn’t know is:
It is about dozens of kilometers away from Hanjiao Island at this time. There, a car pulled by a wolf was heading towards his territory.
Sitting in the carriage was a fat businessman, Sesu, who had just been able to leave. He looked down at a letter sealed with fire paint and sighed softly.
"I didn't expect... the Master Mage's potion is so effective."
He recalled what happened in Boer County where he was traveling and staying in the Northern Territory, and he couldn't help but tremble. .
Although he was lucky enough to meet the young master of the Northern Territory Walking Family at that time, he was also involved in the escape of the Stardust Circus.
If the young master hadn't seen that the potion he brought was useful and gave him some protection, he might have died long ago.
When he thought of those crazy guys who were eroded by magic and looked like demons, he couldn't help but think of the always calm Master Croya.
The mage always behaves calmly and calmly.
If I could serve under him... would I have some ability to protect myself in this situation?
"...What am I thinking!"
This terrible thought was cut off by him shaking his head just as it arose. Don't think too much about it.
His master is Baron Kemoyer. Unless the baron surrenders to Croya, if he dares to rebel, he will have no place in the Northern Territory.
Nobles hate disloyal people the most.
After burying this thought deeply in his heart, he put away the letter he had always carried with him, and couldn't help but glance at the person imprisoned in the corner of the carriage.
The latter had disheveled hair, was naked, and was bound by large and small chains. He looked completely dying.
But there was a long and narrow wound on his back, and what was flowing inside was almost solidified magic power, flowing slowly at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Sesu wrapped his little blanket tightly, shrank to the edge of the carriage, and muttered: "I don't know why Master Olivier gave him to the Master. Can this be considered a gift? ”
He had seen this “person” go crazy with his own eyes.
That scene was really no different from a demon crawling out of hell.
So he really didn’t understand why Olivier vowed that the Master Mage would like this gift, and also ordered him to bring back more potions.
He didn't understand it very much, but it didn't stop him from doing it.
In matters like this, he just had to be obedient.
"I hope I can get to Lord Croya soon..."
After taking one last look at the people imprisoned in the cage, the fat businessman hid in the corner of the carriage. Restless.
I was worried that I would kill this guy when he woke up.
QAQ, I’m really busy at the end of the month. I’m probably due for an update in the past two days. I’ve also seen everyone’s monthly tickets. There are a lot of them. So no matter whether it reaches 1,000 or not, I will update it more and make up for it during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday! Let everyone enjoy it!
I would like to thank everyone for your love!
(End of this chapter)