Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"Speaking of which, your teacher is really not a human being!" Reiner looked at the hybrid elf Egnor with sympathy, and felt quite sad about his tragic experience.

He respected and loved the magic teacher as his father, and risked his identity to be exposed. He used the healing magic of the elf's innate talent to save the teacher's son who accidentally fell off the horse and was seriously injured and dying, but was discovered by the teacher and reported to the Union.

If Egnor had not had a transformation magic weapon passed down from his father's family, and had not escaped from Alaye in advance with a clever disguise, he would have been escorted to the elf city of Lorien and imprisoned.

Egnor sighed and didn't want to talk about the past that made him depressed.

"I have enchanted all these seeds. After the harvest of this batch of crops in late summer, you can allocate a piece of land separately to try to plant these enchanted seeds."

Although Harvey has publicly stated that as long as Egnor always has good intentions, he is willing to take him in as a hybrid elf spellcaster with nowhere to go, and can keep his identity confidential.

But Egno has been here for nearly half a month. Apart from wandering around the territory every day, no one has arranged anything for him to do. He eats exquisite food brought from the teleportation array all day and sleeps on a soft and comfortable bed in a single bedroom, which makes him feel ashamed of eating and drinking for free.

He was not allowed to enter the underground laboratory. He wanted to go to the barracks to see the soldiers who carried strange iron rods all day, but was politely asked not to get close.

Egno knew very well that he had not been completely trusted and accepted by the people here.

When he finally couldn't bear his emotions and wanted to find Lord Harvey and take the initiative to seek a job for himself, Reiner came to him.

He handed him a batch of crop seeds of various types and asked him if he could enchant them to drive away pests and diseases for crops and increase yields.

Egno was not unfamiliar with the natural magic of the growth system. His mother was the agricultural officer in the tribe who was responsible for catalyzing the golden tree. If there was an amplification magic tool to assist in casting spells, he could even directly catalyze a seed into a sapling with a certain growth year in a few minutes.

"This batch of seeds can resist most natural pests and diseases, but cannot resist low temperatures. After all, I am not able to make such improvements yet. I cannot guarantee the yield completely. You need to wait until the harvest to observe the results."

Reiner nodded with satisfaction and called two people from the Ministry of Agriculture to prepare to move the bags of seeds.

"Wait!" Egno hurriedly stopped Reiner and asked a little embarrassedly. "Can I go to the farm with you? I have nothing else to do. Maybe I can help..."

Reiner was stunned for a moment, as if hesitating.

Egno quickly added: "I won't disturb other people's work. Don't worry. Let me see the crops in the fields. After all, I am a natural spellcaster."

"Well...Okay, follow me."

Egno combed his loose hair, making sure to hide his pointed ears, and followed Reiner to the farm at the foot of the mountain.

...

Only when Egno arrived at the farm did he realize that the scene of farmers working hard under the scorching sun and looking dusty did not appear.

An endless golden field was divided into dozens of plots in a very regular manner. A one-meter-wide water channel brought clear water from the mountain. After passing through several small mills, it was dispersed into several tributaries and merged into the ditch beside the farmland.

The gentle slope near the foot of the mountain was repaired into a terraced shape, planted with some green vegetables. Several short but extremely long-armed humanoid alchemy beasts were shuttling through the vegetable fields, picking fresh vegetables skillfully.

The day of barley harvest was approaching. Several farmers wearing straw hats observed the maturity of wheat ears along the ridges and discussed the best time to harvest.

Seeing Reiner and others approaching, he hurried over to bow.

"Such a large field, can only be taken care of by a few farmers?" Egno found it incredible.

Reiner pointed to the woods next to him and laughed, "The heavy physical work is done by alchemists. It's too hot in the afternoon in summer. Most of the farm workers are picking fruits in the woods now."

Egno stood on tiptoe and looked into the woods. He found that there were indeed people moving inside, and bursts of rough laughter broke out from time to time.

A good harvest does bring joy to people.

But what he didn't expect was that after a while, the joy that infected him turned into fear.

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Wheat Ear felt that his whole body was shaking, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead to his eyes, but he didn't dare to close his eyes.

The screams of his companion Wogua on his back had become hoarse. He quickened his pace again, wishing that he could grow eight legs like the alchemists patrolling in the woods all day.

He felt that he deserved to die. Lord Reiner had repeatedly reminded him, so why did he still neglect it.

At first, he was still smug about being assigned to control the alchemy beast.

Since the installation of the big machine with a metallic sheen in the mill, their work has become much easier.

No longer need to repeatedly step on the waterwheel to transport water from the lower part to the terraced fields on the hillside, nor do they need to push the heavy stone mill to grind wheat flour.

This iron tower-like alchemy beast only needs to put a crystal gem in it, and it can quickly use the belt to pull the waterwheel and the stone mill, so that they can work non-stop.

Lord Reiner demonstrated to them several times that once the work lasted for more than two hours, the crystal gem needed to be removed and replaced with an icy cold ice gem, so that the guy could be cooled down and not get overheated due to overwork.

Wheat Ear had kept these words in mind.

But today he failed to do his job!

As the harvest season was approaching, everyone had very little work to do every day and their attitudes were much more relaxed.

After Wheat Ear installed the first crystal gem, he secretly ran out of the mill and lay in the wheat grains, dreaming about his future life.

Wogua, who had just been assigned to his work, heard the heavy breathing of the big guy in the mill, but did not wake up Wheat Ear. He ran to check it out by himself. As a result, just as he was about to take off the crystal gem, the big guy opened its black iron mouth, and a thick white high-temperature steam whistled out, directly spraying towards Wogua.

Mai Sui was awakened by a heart-wrenching scream, and he rolled into the mill, where he found smoke billowing. Wo Gua was lying on his back, covering half of his face and rolling around.

He rushed over to pry open Wo Gua's hands, and instantly felt horrified. Half of Wo Gua's face, the skin was already stuck to his palms, and when he pried it open, half of the rotten skin was instantly peeled off.

His shoulders, chest and right arm were also all bloody and fleshy, his clothes and rotten flesh were stuck together, and blood slowly seeped out.

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Other people who heard the news gathered together, and everyone realized that Wo Gua might not be saved.

"Fire... everyone... it's on fire, put out the fire..." Wo Gua endured the severe pain, still holding Mai Sui's hand tightly, and kept muttering.

The mill was full of grain, and there was a barn next to it, so there must be no fire!

Mai Sui's eyes instantly turned red. He struggled to carry Wogua on his back and asked everyone to cool down the guys and put out the fire in the mill.

He carried Wogua on his back and ran out.

He ran into Reiner who had also heard the news.

"My Lord! Wuwuwu... It's all my fault... Wuwuwu, save Wogua, he's only twenty years old..."

Reiner saw the miserable state of the injured on his back, and the fire in his eyes gathered. He said angrily: "Steam burns? What's going on? Why don't you operate the alchemy beast according to the regulations?"

When he was debugging this kind of alchemy beast before, he often overheated the alchemy beast because he couldn't control the time accurately, but for Reiner, it was nothing more than a free steam sauna.

But for ordinary people, this would be fatal.

"Please, Lord, please give me a magic potion to save Wogua!" Mai Sui put down the Wogua on his back, which had gradually become silent, and kowtowed on the ground.

"It's too late to go back to the main castle to get the potion. Let me try." Egno came forward, squatted down and covered half of Wogua's bloody face with his hands, but he turned his head and stared at the ground.

"What kind of magic is this?" Reiner asked in confusion.

A dark green mist gradually condensed in Egno's palms. The mist seemed to be alive, flexibly leaving his palms and gently covering Wogua's eroded face.

Then the wound immediately changed. The scalded facial skin kept falling off, and new skin grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The huge blisters on the neck immediately shrank, gradually covered by new granulation, and finally disappeared.

Wogua no longer trembled in pain, and his breathing became gradually stable, as if he fell into a deep sleep.

But in just a few minutes, Egno fell to the ground with sweat all over his head, looking at Reiner for help.

"I... I don't have enough magic power. Can you give me a magic stone?"

Reiner immediately took out a magic stone from his waist bag, handed it to him, and asked again.

"Does your healing method have to be accompanied by the action of twisting the neck? It's amazing..."

Egno blushed, looked around at the people around him, and reluctantly explained.

"No, I just... I just fainted."