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

Chapter 256 256. The plan of patricide, the identity of the God of Order

In the next few days, no matter how quickly the Duke moved the barracks, every afternoon, they would burst into an unbearable hunger as if they were cursed.

Such hunger prompted them to eat crazily, and they could eat several times the original amount of food at each meal.

After returning to normal, Duke Olivier and Duke Nar immediately sent people to investigate and dug up the entire barracks.

The strange thing is that there are so many mages, warriors, knights, and monsters. Even several priests were invited, but they were completely unable to investigate what happened.

What is even more strange is that: apart from hunger, there is no other situation. They can even feel that their physical strength and magic power are particularly full, which is a little stronger than usual.

So gradually, the two dukes just let it go.

After all, for extraordinary people, eating more is also a good thing in a sense. Being able to absorb so much food containing nutrition and magic power will help them become stronger quickly.

The dragons can prove this.

However...

After another half a month, the dukes' faces changed because the food supply was a little insufficient.

During this period, the food output of the Kingdom of Norant was a little low, and the Royal Court and the Mage Association could not receive the food sold by Cloya.

There were also a lot of extraordinary people eating and drinking, and the food was consumed faster than burning.

You should know that the amount of food required by extraordinary people, especially knight warriors, is very exaggerated. Among them, the Nar monster even eats 200 kilograms of meat and other magical plants, fruits and vegetables in a day.

Although the magician is a little better, he has to eat fresh vegetables and fruits, and also requires an elegant aromatherapy environment to meditate, which is exquisite.

The biggest factor limiting war has always been logistics, even in such a magical world.

Although the battle mage group of Duke Olivier has more or less space magic devices, the problem is...let the noble magician use magic devices to carry food?

Even Duke Olivier didn't dare to give such an order. He is a wizard. Even if he can't get along with you, he can always find another place to continue to enjoy the generous treatment.

Seeing that food is becoming more and more scarce, the two dukes finally couldn't help but get together.

They looked at each other and saw embarrassment and awkwardness in each other's eyes. They didn't expect that they would have to worry about food.

"This war must end."

Duke Olivier took the lead in setting the tone: "That steel wall has swallowed too many people. Can you mobilize more people to attack?"

He rationally didn't mention the food problem. Both of them knew about this, so there was no need to emphasize it many times.

Duke Nar looked sinister. It has been almost a month. They have tried to dismantle the steel wall with magic and brute force, but the dismantling is not as fast as the growth.

Even the Battle Mage Corps and the Nar War Beast Corps returned empty-handed - the former was beaten by a pile of silver wall-like grass, sunflowers and magicians, and the latter was chased around by some weird bamboos and knights.

The army that won by numbers was forced to endure endless magic attacks in that narrow passage, and there was not a single corpse to be seen, like an abyss that devoured life.

So far, the only war was the first time that they were like mice teased by a cat, with no way out.

Of course, they were very angry, but after being angry, they were as scared as falling into an ice cellar - if Kloya really wanted to fight them head-on... do they really have hope?

Even if they continued to fight, how many resources would they consume? If they really consumed too much, would they be taken advantage of?

The nobles were proud, but pragmatic in some things.

Now Kloya has proved with his ability that he can resist, and even use some tricks outside of war to deal with them.

In this case, they really have to consider ending the war.

"Let the people from the Heraldry Academy come." Duke Nar sighed deeply: "We recommend him to the Heraldry Academy, and it should be no problem for him to get the title of Duke."

-The meaning of the words is to take a duke's title as compensation for this war.

They are both grand dukes in the founding period. If they work together to recommend, they can indeed get a title from the Heraldry Academy and the royal family behind them.

If you can't beat them, you can become friends. To put it bluntly, this war was originally a war that they launched because their treasures were robbed, and they were angry. It's not a real life-and-death survival war.

Duke Olivier nodded: "Okay, then send someone to contact Croa on Hanjiao Island."

"Let my son Ian and your son Yassos go together, and bring some gifts to show our sincerity."

Duke Nar nodded. He was very satisfied with his son Yassos, who was filial, smart, good-looking and had a good figure, which was just right for this situation.

The two dukes made a decision.

...

Soon, Ian and Yassos arrived at the front-line base.

Both of them brought a lot of gifts, including precious magic creations, magic beasts and magic plants that Cloya would like, and even... Duke Nar gave a little Nar.

Rob received them.

This former viscount, now the chief steward of Hanjiao Island, carries a majestic aura that not even the Duke can compare to.

He sat behind a simple table and stared at the two young men, seemingly smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"You want to end the war?" His expression was particularly contemptuous: "You initiated the war, and now you want to end it unilaterally?"

Well...actually speaking, the reason for this matter was that Croya and Lord Yanshan wanted to obtain the treasure in the Ruby Cave.

But in this world, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say.

Ian's face was expressionless and he didn't speak.

Yasos smiled particularly cheerfully. He was a full 1.9 meters tall, with thick hair and a very handsome face. If you look closely, he seemed to have freckles on his face.

Like a furry young lion.

He saluted very politely and said: "Sir, this war has caused too many tragedies, and I very much reject what my father did.

so……"

He suddenly grabbed Ian's hand, with a smile on his face, but what he said was extremely horrifying: "I killed your father, and you killed my father, how about that?"

Rob: "..."

Croya: "..."

Wait, aren't you here to ask for peace to end the war?

Why did they talk about patricide out of nowhere, and why did Yasos also know the secret of Ian’s plan to kill his father?

For a moment, even the wily Rob and the extremely keen Croya were speechless, but they both took out milk tea and nuts, intending to see what the show was about.

Under Rob's playful gaze, Ian couldn't stand this guy anymore. He put away the other person's hand and said to Rob: "I can assure you that what he said is true."

"..." Rob almost swallowed the nuts in his hand in shock, and said in surprise: "Are you sure?"

Patricide is neither common nor uncommon in the aristocratic world, but it is a bit rare to see two of them at once.

"OK." Ian nodded.

"He is the twenty-third son of Duke Nar. If he was not good-looking, the Duke would not even take him."

"Such a vase has no family inheritance rights at all."

Yasos, who was evaluated in this way, did not move at all, and still had a smile that made people feel good on his face. It seemed that he could only smile like this.

——This is the skill he relies on for a living.

Rob stared at him, suddenly thinking of some noble habits, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

After receiving Croya's order from the magic circle under the table, he said: "Well, this is what the Lord ordered me to give to you."

He took out two exquisite small bottles from the drawer of the table. The crystal clear crystal bottles had gorgeous and complex magic patterns on them, and they contained a liquid that was as blurry as the sunset and moonlight.

"This liquid is a potion called the Long Night, which was made by the lord himself. It only takes one drop to make even a strong fifth-level warrior fall asleep."

"My lord said that you should take the heads of the two dukes to end the war. He will help you control the family."

The two crystal bottles were placed on the table, making a soft sound, and were immediately taken away by the two duke's sons.

The two of them said nothing more, saluted to Rob, then turned and left in unison, disappearing in the faint morning light.

After watching them leave, Rob couldn't help but ask Croya: "Sir, why do you want to help them?"

In the original plan, this was a necessary condition for them to prove their abilities. If they couldn't even assassinate the Duke, what was the use?

The blue cat golem standing nearby made a voice: "The potion contains solar oil that I added, which can suck in the souls of the two dukes."

It moved and looked at the clear window: "Rob, your other son and your wife are actually still alive.

The man who was once in charge of your area was Duke Olivier. They were caught and secretly imprisoned.

But we are indeed still alive in this world.

Well, you have to thank me for helping you discover this secret, and you also have to thank me for beating Olivier's soul to vent your anger~"

The sound made by the chubby and cute cat is still full of alienation and calmness as if Croya came here in person.

Only the last sentence carries a little uplifting joy.

Rob couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes turned red.

- That's exciting.

He did not expect that his youngest son was still alive, and even his wife was still alive.

…

"Your news is quite timely."

Croya put down the tea cup, "Ms. Moira, are you really looking forward to seeing Duke Olivier's soul?"

He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him who had changed into simple cotton clothes.

The latter nodded under his gaze: "I think about it very much, every day.

Lord Croya, you don't know how much I liked him. He rescued me from the purgatory of the battlefield and gave me the title of Duchess.

He even ignored the royal family's objections.

I once thought he was the knight sent by the gods to save me..."

There was a longing for the past in Moira's expression. If it were anyone else, she would probably wait patiently for her to finish.

However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted rudely by Croya, "Ms. Moira, I know much more about this story than you do, and I can write a few books for you to read casually. look.

What I want to know now is..."

The mage's palm gently brushed the table beside him, and the magic patterns belonging to the space were quickly intertwined and formed. After the white light flashed, a crystal box appeared inside.

There were white thorns inside.

Its white color is pure and flawless and has no room for other colors.

"..."

Moira's eyes flashed with uncontrollable surprise.

She stretched out her white and slender fingers, as if she wanted to touch the crystal box. When her fingers came close, the thorns inside suddenly flickered at an incredible speed.

A liquid-like white light seeped out from the thorns, like dry ice smoke activated by water, slowly filling the entire box.

"Please wait a moment."

Croya suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the box. His golden magic power quickly resembled a thread, suppressing all the smoke back into the white thorns.

Moira's eyes widened even more when she saw this scene.

She was in a daze.

That……

That is a divine relic of the Cester royal family.

To be able to be suppressed by a mage like this, she suddenly looked at Croya with more awe.

"Lord Croya, this is the Thorn of Justice."

"right."

"When you arrived, it suddenly flickered, as if it sensed something.

Can you tell me why this is? Could it be that you, the Saisien royal family, still have a way to control you, or do you think it still recognizes you? "

Now his knights and apprentices have all been inoculated with the Thorns of Justice and practiced the Thorn Meditation Method - even the Thorns of Justice contain his eternal magic power!

Under such circumstances, such a vision could still occur. If there was a problem with the Thorn of Justice, things would become very troublesome and difficult, so he had to come and see Moira.

If the Thorns of Justice were really controlled by Moira...

Then he could only say sorry to Moira.

His power is something only he can control.

I don’t know if Moira noticed something from Croya’s expression. She quickly took out a necklace from her neck, handed it to Croya with both hands, and said respectfully:

"This should be the reason for its sudden mutation."

Croya took the necklace and looked at it carefully: it was a necklace that didn't seem to have anything special. It was just woven from silver. It wasn't even considered a gift among the nobles.

'strangeness……'

Just when Croya felt strange, the Holy Spring Crystal Card hidden in his pocket suddenly started beating rapidly, as if it was carrying a rabbit.

This eager reaction was obviously a reaction to the necklace.

‘Why did it react suddenly? Is it related to the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce? ’ Croya was surprised and calmly accepted the necklace.

Then he said to Moira: "Please write down all the information about the Thorns of Justice. Based on the information you provide, my attitude towards Ian will be determined."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Moira was left in deep thought - she saw how much Croya valued the Thorns of Justice, and coupled with Robert's existence...

Could it be said that Croya learned the thorn cultivation method?

That is a treasure that even the royal family has long lost. It is said that the knight who is best at that practice was captured by a mage. Is Croya the apprentice of that mage?

She silently took out a piece of paper and tried hard to recall all the legends about the Thorn of Justice and write them down completely.

…

The other side.

Croya, who returned to his mage tower, took out the Holy Spring Crystal Card. The flashing light on it immediately stopped, and an urgent voice came from inside:

"It has been detected that you possess the magic weapon of the president of the Semrio Continental Branch of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce. I would like to ask if you are willing to sell it to this chamber of commerce."

"We are willing to exchange items that you are absolutely satisfied with."

Croya was slightly startled.

The magic weapon of the president of the Semrio Continental Branch of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce?

Isn't this something related to the Thorns of Justice?

Could it be that the branch president is related to the God of Order?

He pondered for a while, and suddenly felt that this thing was a bit hot to hold in his hand, but it involved the Thorn of Justice, and he had to ask clearly.

Therefore, he directly said to Jingka: "I want to know what the connection is between the God of Order and the branch president of Semrio Continent."

"Just use this necklace in exchange."

"..."

The Holy Spring Crystal Card was silent for a long time.

After about five minutes, the voice inside turned into an even stranger, gender-neutral voice.

"Hello, dear protoss."

"I am the Solon Holy Spring among the seven holy springs of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce."

This voice was obviously full of agility, completely different from the original mechanical voice like a golem, as if there was really a polite gentleman communicating with him.

"Since you are fortunate enough to have obtained the relics of the President of the Semrio Continental Branch, I will tell you something."

"He is the God of Order who was forcibly buried in the World Tree by the Holy Spirit Gods of Semrio Continent."

Hmm... How should I put it? Croya had considered this possibility before, so he was just briefly surprised and had no reaction.

There is even a sense of relief that "it really is so."

The voice of Solon's Holy Spring continued to sound: "We have worked hard to bring all the contracts of Semrio Continent into the business scope of the Chamber of Commerce.

But unfortunately it failed in the end.

He was buried in the World Tree, and changed from the branch president to the nutrient that maintained the operation of the basic laws of Semrio Continent.

This may be the only proof of His existence and the only channel to mourn Him.

If you are willing to give it to us, I am willing to provide you with a road that can leave the continent of Semrio at any time.

No matter when and where you are, no matter how much stuff you have to bring, no matter if anyone wants to stop you.

As long as you ask us, we will immediately take you and everything you have away from the continent of Semrio. "

This overweight is really not low. Croya learned from Angel before that the only way to leave Semrio Continent is through Star Town.

Now there is actually another road in front of us.

He was indeed moved. No matter how good the treasure was, it was not as good as this road that could enter the vast star realm.

What's more, this can be used as a life-saving trump card.

If it doesn't work, just take your own Hanjiao Island and run with you!

He opened his mouth and asked one last question.

"I want to know the connection between the Thorn of Justice and the God of Order."

Solon Holy Spring replied: "That is the creation of World Tree. Although he was buried in World Tree, the laws he carried still affected World Tree.

World Tree strives to use the laws signed by the creatures of Semrio Continent as an anchor to assimilate the power of this law. Once the contract of the Temple of Order is used, there is no way to escape the control of World Tree.

Unless there is a more special power that can replace this power.

But please rest assured that we have not sensed the order of the World Tree in Semrio Continent in you. "

Hearing this, Croya was glad that he had already assimilated the Just Contract with eternal magic power, otherwise he and his men would not be able to leave this world.

Thinking of this, he simply threw the necklace into the spring formed by the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce.

"Plop~"

The small silver necklace sank into the holy spring.

"Here you go, I have no use holding this thing."

The sound of Solon's holy spring brings a touch of joy.

"Thanks you."

"I will give you a small gift, please accept it."

"We hope you will continue to cooperate with us."

The moment the blue light of the holy spring extinguished, a shining, clear starlight, a small meteor flew out from it.

It exudes eternal starlight, that clear and mysterious blue, like the ultimate in legendary magic.

Light from the astral realm.

The star spirit body engraving technique took effect immediately, and its name was marked with dedication——

Star of Astraeus.

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