Chapter 203 203. Beaver and Pink Porpoise
The sound of the zither gives people the feeling of a spring or stream flowing in a mountain stream, and its magical power is the same -
The aqua-blue light accompanied by the piano music gradually formed visible streams, flowing out from all directions of the front-line base.
The clear water reacted with the gray-brown fungal mat and the eggs inside it, causing white smoke to rise as if a basin of water was poured into lime.
It seemed that the fungal mat had the upper hand, but in fact, the stream was flowing continuously, which directly suppressed the fungal mat in a short period of time.
The natural, fresh and moist water vapor suppresses all unnatural and dirty smells, and is ready to eliminate their roots.
Ellie, the elf of the Orpheus family, held her harp, sat diagonally on a unicorn, and walked slowly toward the outside of the front-line base.
The unicorn's mane was as smooth as flowing moonlight, and the horn on its head flickered, as if spreading the sound of the piano more widely.
With every step it took, delicate flowers and plants grew under its hooves, and as it moved forward, they soon grew into a path of flowers and plants.
During this time, Ellie kept playing the harp in her hand, and the sound of the harp was like a stream, which formed a precise and huge magic circle.
But if you look closely, you will find that it is not her who is playing the piano, but a figure behind her who looks like the morning mist of the rising sun.
Behind the unicorn there was a man riding a winged Pegasus and a young man wearing a red robe on top.
There was a flash of light behind him, and from it stepped out one after another of the paladins, also riding pure white Pegasus and wearing silver armor.
These silent but tough and tall knights like the silver mountains followed Ellie who was riding the unicorn and slowly left the front-line base.
They moved forward along the stream and the sound of the piano. All the filthy fungal blankets and the aggressive flying dragons were burned to ashes in the holy light emanating from them.
Like a silvery-white river in the sky, it went straight towards the Yavana Holy Mine. Nothing could stop it, and it finally disappeared completely in the gray-brown holy mine covered by various hyphae and fungal carpets.
It was only at this time that Bevocelis finally spoke, but the expression on her face was more of helplessness: "Alas, the bishop is really...he sent out the Silver Wing Knights right away.
Then the defense of the entire front-line base will be handed over to me, right?"
She sighed deeply and took out a white crystal from her clothes on her chest. It looked like a frozen teardrop.
The Knight Commander held the tear in his palm, knelt on one knee, and looked pious, as if he was praying to the being sitting in the sky above the clouds.
It was just that it wasn't some god who responded to her.
But... the purified earth.
——A green ball of light rose from the ground, with the tender green of new buds, the emerald green of leaves, and the dark green of ancient trees.
They converged on the entire forward base, and within a few minutes formed a fence made of stones, branches and vines, keeping out the endless stream of insects.
No matter how the bugs bit him, he remained unmoved.
It was like the ever-silent but standing earth and mountains, surrounding the entire city and ensuring that there would be no danger.
Only then did the Knight Commander heave a sigh of relief and stand up with some difficulty - it was only with the help of Celeste that she managed to stand firmly.
"Thank you very much."
“You’re welcome, but isn’t it a bit too…” Celeste stared at the pendant in her hand for you to use the Tears of Semrio right away.
There was a strong interest in the great wizard's eyes, as if he wanted to take it apart and study it.
Bev Selis stuffed the pendant back directly, and then explained:
"That's just the way he is."
"It's just a tentative attack by some bugs, so why not just send the Silver Wing Knights out?"
"Everyone's gone now. If I don't use this, it will be troublesome if something attacks."
The Archmage responded with a helpless laugh: "I don't think it's necessary. Besides, we even asked the elves of the Orpheus family to help."
Obviously, the two care about different things, one cares more about the Silver Wing Knights, and the other cares more about the elves of the Orpheus family.
But it all comes down to the same thing.
They both thought the matter was a bit of an exaggeration.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Celeste glanced at a certain part of the store behind her and took the initiative to ask: "Speaking of which, why are the members of the Orpheus family willing to interfere in the affairs here?"
"They don't even get too involved in the internal affairs of the elves."
"Hmm?" The Knight Commander looked at the Archmage in surprise, but still explained, "She was invited by the Holy Son himself. It is said that according to his prophecy, the problem of the Yavana Holy Mine can only be solved with the participation of the Orpheus Family.
Otherwise, the Yavana Holy Mine would not allow the elves to enter."
"I know that. After all, it is our human race's mineral deposit. How can we let the elves enter casually?"
"But where did you find her?" the wizard asked again, "I remember they disappeared a long time ago."
“…Then I don’t know.”
The Knight Commander looked at the Archmage suspiciously: "Why do you suddenly care about these things? Do you also want to get involved with the Orpheus family?"
"I advise you to give up."
"As one of the three oldest families of the elves, they are extremely exclusive. It seems that only a few people have barely entered their sight."
"hehe."
The wizard just smiled, didn't answer, and walked forward.
The Knight Commander quickly followed.
The two left one after the other.
…
Hanjiao Island.
After watching the whole thing, Cloya withdrew his gaze.
"What a powerful musical magic! This cardinal is so exaggerated. He actually rushed in like this. I don't know if the whole army will be wiped out."
To be honest, he didn't really care.
The high-ranking officials of the Holy See are not fools. Even if the knights under his command suffer heavy casualties, he will definitely be able to escape.
"It's a pity that the myconid's vision cannot transmit magic."
This was the only thing that made him feel a little disappointed. If he could transfer magic power, he could try to imitate the tune played by the elf.
Maybe he could learn a kind of musical magic, which would be another expansion of his knowledge base.
Thinking of this, he simply took out the gopher harp, recalled the melody he had just heard, and tried to imitate it.
“Ding-dong ding-dong…”
After playing for a short while, he was surprised to find that this tune was somewhat similar to the one he got from the Orpheus Oak at the bottom of the sea, called "Melody of the Gently Flowing Spring".
In addition, Celeste didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but the question she asked just now revealed that the elf named Ellie was the member of the Orpheus family that she had been looking for for a long time.
"I didn't expect this song to appear so immediately..."
Now Cloya is almost certain that this song was probably composed by his grandfather.
He was very familiar with the melody in it, but he couldn't play it because he didn't know the composition and techniques of magic.
This kind of musical magic cannot be replicated by just listening, otherwise it could be easily learned by anyone, right?
"Forget it, I can only forget about it for now."
"Wait for Ellie to come back and see if I can get in touch with her. That will also help me resolve the request of the Orpheus Oak to me."
He put down the gopher harp helplessly and looked at the map beside him.
“Huh.”
I saw a flash somewhere on the map, and the voice of the shark tower spirit sounded -
"Master, we have discovered some special magical beasts in Seagull Territory, and the apprentices who are cultivating the land there would like to ask for your advice."
As it spoke, it showed the apprentices what they had discovered.
Croix looked at it with interest.
What we saw were some extremely round, wet, large-toothed creatures that looked like big rats - beavers.
They gathered together pitifully, their bodies trembling, even their fat shaking, as if they were very scared.
He looked at the map again.
It was a big river. Judging from its length on the map, it flowed through almost the entire northern border and finally converged into the ocean.
Generally speaking, land near rivers is suitable for farming, so this "Tele River" as the locals call it is one of the areas that Cloa plans to use for farming.
His plan was to open up a huge grain-growing area on both sides of the river with the river as the center.
Of course, it is not easy to achieve this goal.
Both the reclamation of land on both sides of the river and the eradication of monsters in the river are extremely difficult. As far as the current progress is concerned, only a little bit has been dealt with.
Unexpectedly, I encountered difficulties.
Croix thought for a moment and asked deliberately:
"What kind of monster is this?"
"This is a gray-toothed beaver, a second-level magical beast. They usually live in rivers and build dams, and rarely come into conflict with humans." The Shark Tower Spirit replied.
"Not bad." Kloya praised: "Have you finished reading the Warcraft encyclopedia?"
"yes."
"I'll buy you a few more books then."
"Thank you, Master."
Croa nodded with satisfaction, and first sent the medal and letter given to him by the Knight Commander to the imperial capital through the channels of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce.
Then he stood up and ordered, "Tell them to build the magic circle. I will go there myself."
"Don't harm these monsters. No beaver is allowed to die before I arrive!"
He just happened to be feeling a little itchy, and that was a beaver!
It is known as a natural dam builder.
If some magic could be engraved on them, it probably wouldn't be a problem whether it was diverting water for irrigation or ensuring the safety of rivers and fields.
…
Soon, he arrived at his destination through the space magic circle.
This is the Seagull Territory, which is about 40 kilometers away from Hanjiao Island. The lord here has of course been subdued by Cloya's younger brother, Baron Kemoye.
So this place belongs to Croa.
After the blizzard caused by the mermaids completely dissipated, the warm ocean current monsoon from the ocean has enveloped the entire northern land.
Now, almost everywhere that Cloya could see was grass and trees sprouting and growing, and the entire earth was filled with tender green vitality.
Further away is a rushing river.
The width of the river is hundreds of meters, and according to measurements, its depth should be more than thirty meters. To be honest, it is already considered a big river.
After coming out of the space magic circle, Kloya did not move, but stood quietly in place, looking into the distance, looking at the beautiful green scenery.
Honestly speaking, there is a fundamental difference between what I saw with my own eyes and the images transmitted back by the mushroom people, the fragrance of the grass and trees, the bright sunshine, and the sound of the flowing river.
It’s all “real”.
For Croa, this real scenery is really beautiful.
The aura of the wizard seemed to blend into the scenery. Jamie, who was standing nearby, used his mental power to perceive, but could not sense Kloya's presence at all.
"Master Croix is so powerful..."
Jamie's expression became more respectful, and he waited patiently.
It took a while for Chloë to come back to his senses.
There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, like a tender green bud.
He was right.
After helping the earth to regain vitality in the mermaid tribe’s womb sea last time, I got some clues about the green chapter, which seemed to be related to vitality.
But now he is not sure how to learn.
Seeing him come to his senses, Jamie, who had been waiting for a long time, saluted respectfully: "Lord Cloya."
"These guys said they have something important to tell you."
Jamie was accompanied by a few ordinary people who looked like they were dressed like farmers. They were all very dark and thin men, and it was obvious that they worked frequently.
Today, Croix no longer needs to rely on deliberately releasing his aura to maintain his dignity. He smiled and asked:
"You guys live here, right? If you want to tell me something, tell me. If it's useful, I have a reward for you."
Several farmers knelt down immediately. One of them, a young man who looked to be in his twenties at most, said, "Master Mage, there are elves in this river!"
The expression on his face was very uneasy when he said this, and the people around him looked at him with an incredible look, as if they were surprised that he dared to say that.
"Elf?" Kloya had a playful expression on his face.
These two words have many meanings. They may refer to the elves, or they may be some naturally born spiritual creatures.
For example, his olive elf, sunflower elf and lotus elf.
"You seem to have received some education." He did not pay much attention to the so-called elf, but was very interested in this person.
"If they were just ordinary farmers, they wouldn't have such conversations and remarks."
In response to his question, the kneeling young man replied calmly, "Sir, I once studied in a knight academy in the Northern Territory... I learned how to take care of knights."
"I see." Croix nodded.
The Northern Territory is actually the largest territory in the entire Northern Territory. It is one of the few relatively developed places in the Northern Territory and is also Kemoye's ultimate goal.
Only by truly occupying that place can we say that we have controlled the North.
It's easier to communicate with educated people.
"So what do you mean by elves?"
As he asked, he came to the river and stared at the beavers shivering on the dam they were building with a curious expression.
The beavers’ dams are built with weeds and gnawed trees. It is really amazing that such small and fat creatures can build dams that directly block the river water.
Of course Jamie and the farmer followed.
The latter pointed to the river and said, "Sir, this river irrigates our fields. There are definitely elves in it!"
As he said this, he handed over something.
"Oh?" Cloya took the parchment scroll he handed over. It was obviously very old and even a little yellowed.
There is a legend recorded above.
A legend about "Pink Fish Shadow".
It is said that there lives a pink fish elf in this body of water called the Terai River.
At first, people were worried whether they would hurt themselves, because pink is the color of dissolved blood, which can be rounded off to "blood color".
But later people discovered that they would take the initiative to rescue people who fell into the water, and would also catch fish and give them to hungry people.
Many people have received help from them.
So we affectionately call them pink elves.
Well... to be honest, this is just a very ordinary and unremarkable legend. I guess you can find a dozen or twenty such stories just by flipping through a book.
Moreover, when Cloya looked at this description, he always felt it was very strange... It had a spindle-like body shape, a smooth and hairless body surface, and it would actively rescue and help humans.
Isn't this really about dolphins?
No, it should be a freshwater dolphin.
Thinking of this, he simply extended his mental power into the river and began to search for possible traces of freshwater dolphins in the river.
With Kloya's current mental strength, it is enough to cover an area of about 40 kilometers in radius. As long as he is willing to expend his mental strength, he can see everything within this range.
Of course, this is the limit of his mental strength.
If you extend your mental power to this limit without any protection, you are likely to encounter some danger.
As his mental power continued to extend downwards.
The lush aquatic plants growing at the bottom of the river and various kinds of fish gradually appeared in his field of vision, swimming freely in the river.
Both the quantity and variety are quite large, even densely packed, and any net will probably yield a good harvest.
"There are quite a lot of fish resources here."
He muttered and continued to look around, but after searching for about ten kilometers, he did not find any "pink elves".
Then they expanded the range by another ten kilometers, but still found nothing.
In the end, after searching for thirty kilometers and still finding nothing, he had to withdraw his mental power. If he continued to extend it, he would be injured.
"No."
He frowned slightly and glanced at the farmer next to him. The farmer felt a chill on his body and said quickly, "Sir, I didn't lie to you!"
This is true, he was indeed very nervous, but he was not as panicked as after being deceived. He also felt a little disappointed and sad.
"Really?"
Croa thought about it and found that he had explored all the places except the beaver dam which was right next to him.
Could it be inside the beaver dam?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt it was very likely, so he directly probed his mental power in, passed through the dense and moist grass and trees, and came to the dry and warm nest.
What he saw instead was…bones.
That's right, bones.
——In the deepest part of the beaver's den, there are some strange, glowing bones, and some pink flowers are growing around the bones.
At first glance, the pink flowers representing vitality and the white bones together are really beautiful, a combination of life and death.
It is actually quite normal to find bones in a monster's lair. After all, monsters have the instinct to store food to a certain extent.
But aren’t beavers vegetarians?
Cloya remembered that in the description, the gray-toothed beavers did not eat any meat at all, not even small fish and shrimps. Their favorite food was fresh grass roots and tree hearts.
They are strictly vegetarian.
Moreover, the pile of bones was very neatly arranged without any damage. When put together, it looked like a finless porpoise.
Another strange thing is that this small piece of land, which looks no more than three or four meters wide, has obviously been carefully cared for.
The soil inside is very soft and definitely doesn't look like a burial ground. Instead, it looks like a field.
"Wait, what is this?"
Kloya suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some abnormal magical fluctuations under the small flowers, so he used his mental power to probe inside to take a look.
What was inside immediately shocked him.
There is actually a small dimensional space in there!!
Although it is only ten square meters in size at most, it is real and filled with water and... sleeping pink dolphins.
They stayed inside quietly, as if they were going to sleep until the next century.
What surprised Kloya even more was that the source of power maintaining this space was actually one of the largest pink dolphins.
It is just a soul state, its soul is already a little illusory, and it is obvious that its strength has been over-consumed.
When Kloya's mental power probed over, it even shrank back in fear - this is a typical sign of becoming undead.
Kloya's spiritual power has some solar properties, and most of the undead are afraid of the sun.
Just when Cloya was about to explore further, the fat beavers that had been cowering on the embankment suddenly rushed over like crazy.
"Chichi!" They bared their teeth and spit out the most basic water magic such as water arrows, like a suicide squad.
But how to say it...
Everything you do when you are weak enough is cute.
Now these beavers are very cute in Cloya's eyes. Despite their mood swings and courage to face death, they are still very cute.
'Is it because I sensed those pink porpoises? Could it be that beavers are related to porpoises?'
"Forget it, let's control you first."
Croa was about to control them, but before he could reach out his hand, he suddenly looked to the side.
The thin and dark young man who had been standing aside very respectfully suddenly had a dagger in his hand and stabbed at him.
There was fear in his eyes, but more of it was determination. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light and seemed to be made of good material.
Looking at the dagger approaching him, Kloya was not afraid, but found it funny...
I'm a level 4 mage, almost level 5.
Does it really look that easy to bully?
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(End of this chapter)
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