Chapter 175 175. The robe of the Rainbow Poem, the Elf Mansion
“It’s pretty.”
Cloya was very curious about the Moonlight Dew Grass, so he took a few more looks. , but when I saw it, an uncontrollable desire suddenly rose in my heart.
He understood the source of this desire very well - it was the original owner's desire for it. It was this desire that pushed the original owner to sign the contract and eventually killed himself.
That is greedy desire.
To be honest, everyone has greedy desires, but he just instinctively feels that this desire comes very suddenly and is a bit inexplicable.
In fact, when I think about the process of signing the contract between the original owner and Stein, there are many things that are very wrong.
For example, the simplest one.
The fifth-level magic plant, taking a treasure of this level as a bet, is it really just because Stein is jealous of the original owner that he can use the fifth-level magic plant to lure the original owner into signing a contract?
Even if Master Zell liked him no matter how much he liked him, it wouldn't be like this.
How many first-level mage lives can a level-5 magic plant buy?
And the original owner didn’t think too much about it. Is it really stupid for people to take the fifth-level magic plant as a bet?
There is something very wrong on both sides.
‘Very weird. ’
Chloe thought of the vague feeling she had when she used the symphony to control magic with the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree.
There is something in Zell that resonates with his magic power, otherwise he would have to put in more effort to kill a fourth-level mage.
‘Is it very cliche... the original owner had some kind of treasure on his body, but it would be too eye-catching to kill him directly, so he banished it? ’
He felt that his guess was very possible.
‘It seems that Stein will be interrogated later. If I had known, I would have used the symphony to control Zell’s soul. ’
For the first time, he felt a little annoyed because what he did was still not perfect.
Stein may know something, but he certainly doesn't know as much as Zell. He shouldn't rush to kill Zell.
What he was worried about at that time was that if such a veteran fourth-level mage did not die, he would definitely have to spend several times more effort to imprison him.
Who knows if this kind of mid-to-high-level mage has any special magic.
He thought for a while and suppressed his thoughts.
Pointing to the Moonlight Spirit Dew Grass, he asked curiously: "Do you know what the use of this thing is? What I learned at the beginning is that it can help meditation and sense magic."
"Hehe "I asked my mentor before I came here." Estner was as helpful as ever: "This magic plant is said to have been cultivated by the Orpheus family in the Elf Kingdom. The well formed by its intertwined roots can be seen in the moonlight. When illuminated, it can produce moonlight spiritual dew. "
"My instructor said that this kind of moonlight spiritual dew is even one-fifth as effective as the original moon well. It can speed up meditation and has a certain chance of adding magic power. The characteristics of the moonlight."
"The Moon Well is a miraculous building unique to the elves. It is said to be the knowledge given by the moon god."
'It is another thing of the Orpheus family, look. Time to pay a visit to the oak tree. ’ Croya thought thoughtfully.
Then, he nodded pretending to be enlightened and praised: "As expected of you, you know a lot!"
"I just have a good mentor." Estner smiled coquettishly: "Now that the bet is over, do you plan to return to the Mage Association?"
This was how he changed the subject. Just a casual question.
Because no one with enough IQ would be willing to leave such a good territory that he has built and return to the Mage Association.
“I won’t go back.”
Cloya shook his head and refused: “I don’t plan to go back, but I still want to get back the subsidies and assistance I deserve.”
Now there is no villain inside to cause trouble. He is a fourth-level mage and has enough ability to protect himself in his own territory.
Of course you have to take back everything that belongs to you.
"...I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." Estner looked a little embarrassed.
“Why?” Croya wondered.
No matter how short-sighted the Mage Association is, it will never cut off its aid to mage traveling abroad, right? Are you really not afraid that people will switch to the Kingdom's forces?
Any mage who can operate outside has real skills. These territories are equivalent to the extension of the power of the Mage Association.
How stupid do you have to be to give up on these people?
Estner spread his hands: "Just when I left, I heard that the Pit Lord over at the Yavanna Sacred Mine and the Ash 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 was enveloped by the power of Leviathan and turned into A vast ocean."
Cloya: "? ?"
I haven't been here for more than a month, haven't I been here for more than a hundred years?
Such a big thing happened outside?
The Mage Lord Alliance has not mentioned this information?
Seeing the shocked expression on Croya's face, Estner explained: "Don't tell anyone, I heard this from my mentor, and the association has blocked the news.
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The seventh-level mage has already rushed over, and the two of them are probably in danger. "
"This kind of thing is really a huge stain on the Mage Association of the Kingdom of Norant. "
"When it comes to demons, if the association doesn't respond immediately, the church will probably take this opportunity to insert its forces. "
"Because of them, the Mage Association is now rethinking the treatment and arrangements for the Mage Lords.
“…”
Chloë 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 there too Demons are kept in captivity, but there is a huge difference between raising demons and making deals with demons.
Not to mention the Abyss Lord Leviathan.
No righteous organization can tolerate this. Doing this kind of thing will affect more than just yourself.
"So you have to be more careful."
Estner warned: "Don't ever get involved with them again. The church treats people who make deals with devils..."
Back He didn't say it again, but the meaning was obvious.
Kloya also nodded and changed the topic: "Don't worry, let's eat and talk after eating!"
So for the next period of time, the two of them enjoyed After eating delicious food and chatting on the terrace of the castle, Cloya shared his sunflowers and Estner asked questions...
Communicate with such a person who is proficient in the theoretical knowledge of magic plant cultivation. , indeed gave Croya a lot of inspiration, and also let him know the outside world's methods of cultivating magic plants.
Time passes quickly.
It was not until night fell that Estner reluctantly returned to the residence arranged for him by Croya. After Croya said goodbye to him, he came to his laboratory.
In a room in the laboratory, Bamboo was guarding Stein, and beside him was a coffin, inside which lay the fourth-level mage Zell.
After seeing Croya coming here, Stein shrank back as if he had seen a demon.
I don't remember the domineering look in my mind at all.
Kloya didn't bother to ridicule him or anything. This man was already his prisoner, and he could shape or flatten him as he pleased.
He is not a cat and cannot play with his prey.
At best, Stein could endure the pain slowly and spend the rest of his time in torment.
Cloya walked to Zell's body and looked down at the robe that the latter was wearing, engraved with golden rings and with the starry sky as the background.
A familiar throb rose in my heart.
"Sure enough." He sighed softly.
This robe contains the power of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors".
He stretched out his fingers and touched the robe lightly, and the three-color magic power poured into it like a tide, and the three golden rings on it were immediately filled with different colors.
Dancing crimson, warm and soft orange, and eternal gold.
The robe was directly separated from Zell's body and was baptized in the light. The stains such as fire and blood gradually disappeared. It seemed to be alive, emitting a sense of joy and comfort.
‘There is life. ”
Looking directly at the robe, the Celestial Spirit Body Engraving Technique saw through the structure inside it - extremely complex seven rings, extending out countless silk threads and magic patterns. Those magic patterns are made of The magical composition of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" is like a beautiful rainbow.
It has a name... Phoebus Bathed in Light. br>
A robe can also have a name, can it also be regarded as a magical beast or a magical plant?
Cloya expressed confusion
And the name reminded him of it. The daffodil: the beauty-seeking Narcissus, there is a bit of similarity between the two.
After all the stains were washed away, this robe sent out a sense of flattery towards him. Flying away from Croya's body.
It was as if an invisible hand was covering Croya.
Beside him, Stein's eyes bulged, like a frightened goldfish, and he watched in disbelief as Croya put on the robe.
After Croya put on the robe, the seven rings on it turned into three, forming a substantial halo that flew slowly around Croya.
And the starry sky-like robe itself turned into starlight, floating near Croya's body, shining brightly.
At first glance, it looks like Croya is covered with stars.
His aura suddenly became mysterious and vast, like the boundless galaxy itself. Just a glance would make people feel extremely small.
This feeling is very special, very special.
Cloya felt that his perception of the magic power around him had risen by at least three or four levels, and it was almost effortless to control the magic power.
The three rings around it are the embodiment of the three chapters of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" that I have learned.
Through it, the magic of the three chapters can be displayed more smoothly.
The most important thing is...
The consciousness of the robe told him a message -
The blue chapter of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" needs to go to the star realm to have a chance to learn, and the purple chapter It involves the etheric realm.
Although this is just a piece of information, for him, knowing the road ahead is definitely better than anything else.
He wanted to continue communicating with the robe, but the latter fell silent and fell asleep peacefully under Cloya's magic, and even had materialized snores.
“…”
He had no choice but to learn the art of communicating with all things. Otherwise, he would always be left guessing, which would be really painful.
After settling the matter of the robe, he said directly to Stein on the side: "Tell me everything you know. I swear on my magic name that I will not kill you, and I will give it to you." Arrange an absolutely comfortable place to live.”
Swearing on the name of magic is actually equivalent to those fanatics swearing to gods, and it is the most binding contract.
It’s not that Kroya has no other way to make Stein tell the truth, but he wants to know the truth of the matter quickly, and his curiosity is really uncontrollable.
Besides... not killing him doesn't mean he will be let go.
When Stein heard what Croya said, there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and he quickly said: "This is all what that old guy Zell asked me to do!"
"That old guy got one of your treasures and wanted to kill someone, so he asked me to make a bet with you...He, he also used the power of the devil!"
In order to survive, he immediately He told everything and put it all on the dead Zell.
Zel's body is still lying nearby.
I don’t know what Zell would think if he heard his most doting illegitimate son calling him an old guy and describing him as a heinous villain.
Cloya showed a sarcastic smile: "You are really a whistler."
Stein was curious as to why Croya would use the "whistle" blown by the storm. , but he didn’t dare to ask, he only dared to laugh with her.
There is a hidden hatred deep in the eyes - of course this cannot be hidden from Croya.
But it doesn’t matter.
Could the hatred of such a small person have any impact on him?
Through the induction of magic power, Croya can be sure that this guy is not lying. But he only knew so little information, which still made Croya feel very dissatisfied.
At the same time, I felt more and more regretful. If I had known better, I would not have killed Zell so cleanly.
The news we know now seems to be the same old story about embezzling ancestral treasures and then trying 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 more at ease, and I can continue to farm and develop with peace of mind.
By the way, he planted some spies of his own towards the royal capital.
So, he smiled "pleasantly" at Stein: "Since you have told everything, I will not kill you, and I will also arrange a good place for you."
Stein was a little in disbelief when he heard what Croya said.
But for the sake of his own life, he blurted out his kind words without thinking. They were nothing more than nonsense words about Croa being kinder and more powerful than angels.
Croya listened to him praising himself with interest, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.
Although this matter was instructed by Zell, as the real executor, Stein is even more hateful.
Fortunately, I have already arranged the ending for him.
He took Stein to the place where the emerald skeleton tree was placed. The latter's expression changed drastically when he saw the skeleton tree.
I wanted to say something but it was too late.
Because Croya had thrown him directly into the Skeleton Tree, watching the Skeleton Tree pierce the bones into Stein's body, watching it absorb Stein's flesh and blood.
Stein twitched and struggled in pain.
This feeling of swallowing up all flesh, flesh and soul and reorganizing it is quite "exhilarating".
The whole process lasted about five minutes.
Kloya watched as Stein's body completely turned into ashes and dissipated, 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 had become very peaceful.
"It's finally over."
He breathed out softly, and he couldn't tell whether it was a sigh of relief or a sigh.
He deeply realized that only by becoming stronger in his own power and strength could he avoid this kind of thing happening again in the future.
Since he does not plan to take the overt route of fighting for hegemony, he must cultivate his own power secretly and rely on his unique magic plants and magic beasts to form a network.
As long as he has exclusive value, he will have many, 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.
These flowers and plants were specially bought by him and have obvious hallucinogenic effects. I believe Stein will like this residence and be willing to cooperate with his experiments.
......
After arranging Stein, he went back and searched Zell's body carefully, and found a lot of treasures.
Among them are a space magic weapon, a wand made of star iron and high-level energy-gathering crystal, and five or six magic scrolls with extremely powerful attack power...
Finally, there is even a small house.
Its appearance is a very delicate and elegant elf style, with textures of flower vines and branches, and it looks like a tree house artwork.
At first glance, it looks like the "residence" that Cloya prepared for Stein. They are both models, but in fact this is the real "mansion technique".
Just inject magic and this thing will stretch out and turn into a mansion.
And this thing is the elf’s mansion technique.
The elves are a race that really excels in materialistic enjoyment. You can only imagine how valuable this thing is.
He had to lament that he was worthy of being a fourth-level mage, just because he was rich.
But after careful inspection, he unexpectedly found a line of small words in Elvish at the back - Made by the Orpheus family.
The reason why he could recognize the Elvish language was that the elegant small characters were exactly the same as what he had seen on the other side of the oak tree.
Croya held the tree house and rubbed it.
Muttered to himself: "It's the Orpheus family again."
It seems that he really needs to visit the oak tree. He has already found so many Orpheus families. thing, and I don’t know if the latter will give him any benefits?
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