Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 642 - 356: Is there a big difference between the fruits?_2



Chapter 642: Chapter 356: Is there a big difference between the fruits?_2
 

Just after arriving at the pier, someone yelled at them.

Aestolia barely opened her eyes and said indifferently, “Fire Magician.”

Even though her eyes are healed, she had been blind for several hundred years and she had already gotten used to living that way, and she wouldn’t usually open her eyes.

However, whenever she opens her eyes, trouble would begin for the enemy, since it would mean that he had been targeted by the gaze of a Truth Mage.

The Little Angel pointed and was about to move forward, but Ange stopped her.

Purple Corpse stepped forward, pulled out a speaker from his scroll, and said with a rough voice, “The river has been sealed. You may disembark here and switch to riding camels to get to your destination.”

Rice fields surrounded Fallen Dragon Lake. Although the harvest was over, the fields were still there and they didn’t want too many people to see them.

The opposing Great Magician was not willing to comply. He took the boat to get here, precisely because he wanted to enter Fallen Dragon Lake from here, then go westward to the sea, and then continue along the coastline to the north so that he could comfortably reach his destination.

Switching to riding camels? Wouldn’t he have to trek through the desert for several days? What if he couldn’t make it in time?

“Oh? A Mountain Giant? Or a green giant? Don’t think that being taller gives you the right to randomly block the river. Who gave you permission to do this? Open the way quickly, or elseI’ll burn down your lousy city!”

After finishing his roar, the Great Magician paused for a moment, “By the way, I haven’t reported my identity yet. Listen carefully, Fire Magician of the Earth Fire Purgatory Magic Tower, Flame Dragon Destroyer, Kasim Aida!”

Ange and his crew were taken aback.

“What does that mean? Do mages today all greet each other with such exaggerations? Flame Dragon Destroyer? Earth Fire Purgatory Magic Tower?” Negris asked in surprise.

Lisa leaned in and said, “The reference is to a lava-based Magic Tower in the south. The Flame Dragon Destroyer must be his nickname.”

Luther’s eyes sparkled, “That’s so cool, it’s just too short. Should I also give myself a longer nickname?”

“Isn’t your nickname Beetle Swordsman?” Negris asked, surprised.

Luther was devastated by this utter defeat. He went to one side to sulk and draw circles in the mud.

While they were whispering amongst themselves, Aestolia floated up, and the whole world seemed dimmer. All the elements stopped their activities silently, appearing as obedient as dust particles.

“Truth Mage. Elemental Forbidden Land. As for my name, you’ve no right to know.” Aestolia said indifferently.

The once-arrogant Flame Dragon Destroyer suddenly had his legs gave way and he knelt on the deck.

Aestolia looked at Kasim’s luxurious shallow-bottomed ship, then at the old and rustic small boat at the pier, and suddenly asked, “My Lord, do you want to switch boats?”

My… My Lord? Who else is greater than the Truth Mage and the Elemental Forbidden Land? Kasim followed Aestolia’s gaze…

These people had no manners. As soon as Aestolia made her suggestion, they all rushed to the luxury ship and squeezed Kasim into a corner.

“Raise the river barrier rope, let’s go! Whoever, you cover your eyes.” Wow, the Flame Dragon Destroyer had now been reduced to “whoever.”

Transforming his grief into mischief, Luther personally guarded Kasim. He kept an eye on him while conjuring a small whittling knife with his battle aura and began whittling his fingernails.

“Bat… Battle Aura… Sword… High-level Sword Saint? Who are you guys really?” Kasim asked in a trembling voice.

“You want to know?” Luther glanced at him, took a deep breath, and said, “Listen carefully, I am the Dragon Pattern Steel Core Mithril Inlay Magic Rune Covered Earth Forged Gemstone Enhanced Piercing Enchantment Two-handed Sword Breaker· Arbitration Sword· Beetle Swordsman, Luther.”

By the time Luther had finished his long introduction in one breath, Kasim’s mouth was wide enough to fit an orange.

“Good… So cool. No, I have to come up with a longer and cooler one.” Driven by a man’s damagingly competitive desire, Kasim had completely forgotten that he was a captive and was sitting on the floor frowning and pondering on a new nickname.

Perhaps it wasn’t that he wanted to forget, but he didn’t have a choice but to forget. With a high-level Sword Saint personally standing guard over him, an Elemental Forbidden Land on the ship, and the presence of an even greater figure whom even the Elemental Forbidden Land referred to as ‘My Lord’, what else could he do other than forget?

Since he was sitting on the deck and couldn’t see the outside, he didn’t even bother to cover his eyes. The ship lazily entered Fallen Dragon Lake, then turned into West River, heading straight out to sea, then turning northward.

Even though flying would have taken three to four hours, the journey by boat took two to three days. They reached the Republic of Stellaris the day before the competition was due to start.

On the pier, the large carriage of Death Star Auburnli, who had been contacted in advance, was parked in front of berth number three. As if a clearance magic had been applied, no one was seen within ten meters.

The Republic of Stellaris is a nation built upon the Stellaris Magic Academy. Everyone here has some connection with the Stellaris Magic Academy.

Auburnli, the dean of discipline, is the dean of all the citizens. Wherever she appears, the fear of the dean of discipline imprinted in their bones would awaken. This fear is much more effective than any street clearing magic.

Upon seeing her emblem, everyone unconsciously lowered their voices by a few levels: “Is there a big shot coming? The old witch is picking people up in person? This is so rare.”

But lately, Auburnli has had her troubles. Some bold guys in the academy have been sending her love letters…

There was no help for it. After Auburnli’s rejuvenation, she was a fresh and pink loli. It was hard for people to associate her with the ancient witch, so after returning to the college, she had to cover her face with a plaid hood.

As long as her face was not seen, she would still be that fearsome dean of discipline.

A luxurious shallow draft boat slowly docked at the berth. As soon as the people on board disembarked, the boat collapsed into a pile of wood chips and sank.

Auburnli looked at the pale Luther Kasim, the Purple Corpse Great Shaman, and Lightning, and asked with surprise, “What happened? Were you chased on the way?”

Lisa awkardly replied, “We were worried about running out of time, so we sped the boat a little.”

“You sped until the boat collapsed? How fast did you go?” Auburnli asked in shock.

“We sped until we nearly took off.” Lisa said with a bitter smile, “I suddenly found out that even the dead can get seasick, and I’m a little woozy right now.”

“Of course the dead can get seasick. It’s sensory disorientation. Normally, your perception of the earth is stable. When you’re on a ship, it’s different. Definitely uncomfortable, but better than a living person, at least you don’t vomit.” After finished speaking, Auburnli turned her gaze to Ange.

Ange looked a bit confused and said, “Couldn’t fly.”

Negris said irritably, “I told you, this is a boat, not Jelis’ ground effect airship. Look, it broke apart, how are we going to compensate?”

When it came to compensation, everyone’s gaze immediately turned to Kasim.

Kasim waved his hands in panic, “No need, no need… no need…” Before the word ‘compensate’ came out, he saw Ange take out three Fire Dragon Fruits.

“Fire Essence, compensate with these.” Ange said.

He could now grow Fire Dragon Fruit, and Kasim was a fire mage, so he should be able to use it.

He took a deep breath, swallowed the word ‘compensate’, and abruptly changed his words, “Don’t be polite, you are too polite, too polite.”

He readily took the Fire Dragon Fruit into his arms.

One could renounce other things, but not the Fire Dragon Fruit, which could improve the affinity with fire elements.

Although the Fire Dragon Fruit is not very expensive, it’s not easy to buy. It’s the kind of thing you stumble upon rather than seek. Generally, it’s consumed internally.

The tower of his home just planted one Fire Dragon Fruit tree, taken care of by four people in shifts, producing at most thirteen fruits each year.

He would never think of selling such fruits. If he really wanted to sell, it would never be at market price, at least ten times the market price. And that would only happen if he was particularly short of cash, otherwise, he would never do such a foolish thing.

These three Fire Dragon Fruits were ten times more expensive than his shallow draft boat which collapses when sped up. If possible, he would be very happy to trade several more times.

If he’s satisfied, that’s all that matters. Fire Dragon Fruits were not valuable to Ange, so they left after compensating.

Watching their retreating figures, Kasim excitedly muttered, “I’ve made a fortune.” He instinctively licked the skin of the fruit and immediately a pure stream of fire elements transformed into a heat wave flowing into him from his tongue.

Kasim’s body trembled slightly, his mouth open, warm air steadily puffing out. He didn’t feel the heat at all.

“Oh my God, this kind of affinity and elemental purity, it’s so much better than the tree at my house. Is this really Fire Dragon Fruit? Why is there such a big difference between Fire Dragon Fruits?” Kasim was a bit stunned.

His eyes lit up and he suddenly thought of something. He quickly chased after them, but there was no sign of Ange and his group.

He couldn’t help but regretfully say, “Oh, I should have bought a few more.”

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