"Planting the Ancient Priest Tree doesn't require much attention. Just find an open space and randomly stick the divided branches into pieces in the ground. After that, you just need to harvest them regularly."

As Ira said this, he pointed to the "wood" in front of him that really looked like an ordinary tree trunk. This crop also had branches, twigs, and a trunk, but it was bare without leaves.

As the little fairies listened attentively to his explanation of the planting method, Ira felt it best to demonstrate it himself. He softly chanted, using his voice to pull the trigger of his ability: "[Fourth Wing Pillar - Giant Bee - Wingspan]"

The yellow and black mana gathered in the sky and transformed into a slender rapier, which Ira held in her hand.

*swish swish*

With a light cutting sound, several growing branches were neatly cut off, and the ancient priest tree was reduced to a bare trunk with nothing left.

"These branches can survive as long as they are planted in the ground... if there is enough rainfall."

As Ira said this, he smiled and reminded me, "Of course, there's no need to water it deliberately, it's unnecessary... If there's enough water, the poison tree will grow on its own."

"By the way, please don't be curious and try a bite. The ancient sacrificial tree hasn't been processed yet... just treat it as raw. Eating raw tree branches is extremely poisonous."

With this reminder, the few curious and eager little fairies and imps immediately became obedient. Ira thought for a moment and called out, "Vera, come here for a second!"

At her call, Vera, who had been watching from the sidelines, pushed past Satan and Hillina, and bypassed Mr. Lime, who was curiously looking at the new ingredient. She ran to Ira's side and asked, "What? Do you want me to ripen it faster?"

"You're so smart... bring in the rain first."

Vera rolled her eyes at Ira's praise and retorted, "Even for me, this kind of crop-catalyzing spell consumes a lot of mana. You used to be a royal mage, so you know that my mana recovery isn't considered fast among all royal mages."

Even so, seeing the monsters and Ira retreating far away, Vera still sighed. She gently closed her eyes, tens of thousands and millions of words of the original text flashing in her mind. She slowly spoke—

"The Lord of all things casts his gaze; the worship of the sun and moon responds to the expectations of the messenger; with this magic, illusions and the authority of illusions intertwine, and miracles are revealed!"

As the spell [Celestial Manipulation] was activated, and according to Vera's will, a torrential rain immediately began to fall on a small patch of land in front of her... The rain, which just covered the crops, looked rather ridiculous.

But it is precisely because of this that Vera's status as a royal court magician is so impressive—her magic recovery is indeed very slow, and her total magic power is not outstanding, because her battles never last very long.

However, this is not the only spell that needs to be cast.

"The Son of Man, born beneath the stars, praises the verdant things; the World Tree, the goddess Mana, bears witness, beneath the splendor of the world, I offer my sap, may the body of Gaia be filled; the shimmering wisdom, the splendor of civilization, please the earth, and make the oak tree bear abundant fruit."

As Vila chanted this, she reached out her hand, and the lich's blood, long since lifeless, flowed down along with Mana, covering the earth... In this world, apart from elves, plant-based spells require blood as a catalyst to be used.

Perhaps the special status of plant-based magic is related to the World Tree, the source of power in this world.

This is also the specific difference between magic and mana... Although it is generally believed that mana and magic are the same thing and are both called mana, the World Tree treats them differently.

Only the mana used by elves is true mana. They can use spells at will without any extra steps, not even chanting or verbal triggers, and can manipulate mana at will.

The word "magic" is derived from humans' learning of magic from monsters. In other words, the word originates from the "power" of "monsters." Apart from elves, all other races are discriminated against by the World Tree.

Or rather, it is the elves who have a special affinity for the World Tree.

However, as the word "magic" gained acceptance among most people in the world, it became a symbol used to refer to Mana, and even the elves gradually began to use this deconstructed word.

As Vera's blood and magic flowed across the ground to the ancient priest tree, the branches that had been carelessly thrown or stuck into the ground began to grow visibly.

It began to take root little by little, absorbing large amounts of water and nutrients from the earth, turning them into starch and nutrients. The small branches and twigs began to transform into straight trunks, becoming just like the ancient priest tree we had seen before.

"Hey! Ira, isn't that enough?"

Vera asked this while keeping her hand outstretched with her palm facing down. Although bleeding wasn't a big problem for her, it was still a bit uncomfortable, and Mana had already exhausted herself.

"That's enough, thank you."

As Ira's voice rang out, the rain in the sky and the rapid growth of the plants stopped at the same moment, while the new ancient sacrificial trees, which had grown lush branches but no leaves, looked very strange.

Then, these crops seem to be able to repeat the previous process, which is the process of [cutting off branches, planting, and waiting for them to mature]... This kind of crop is really very worry-free and labor-saving.

"Phew...phew...I'm exhausted. I'm really worn out from helping you demonstrate the planting process."

As Vera said this, she felt the emptiness that Mana had expended, and bent over as if she had kidney deficiency. She looked at Ira, who was studying the crops, with a resentful expression and said, "You have to make it up to me tonight."

"..."

"!!!"

Satan looked over with a puzzled expression, while Sirina showed a surprised look. She looked at Ira and then at Vera, and said, "So that's what your relationship is like?"

"..."

Ira stared at Vera without changing his expression. He narrowed his eyes dangerously at her rambling, then his expression changed instantly. He chuckled and said, "Alright, get ready..."

Get ready? Get ready...get ready for what?!

In that instant, Vera was shocked. She trembled and backed away, stammering, "Um... Lady Vera, I was just joking, just kidding~"

"Heh...then you'd better watch your mouth next time."

As Ira said this, he looked at Vera with disdain, at this cowardly fellow, and threatened, "Otherwise, I'll make you come here every day to cast Plant Growth Spell."

"..."

"I protest! I protest!"

"Protest invalid."

"Your invalidation is invalid!"

"Oh……"

To outsiders... Ira and Vera probably have a pretty good relationship, right?