A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 872 World Tree Model

“Isn’t the point that deer can fly?”

Sophia muttered softly as she listened to Abigail and Leon's illogical change of subject.

"That's because you haven't seen enough." Abigail was sitting next to Sophia. Although Sophia's voice was soft, she could still hear it clearly.

"Huh?" Sophia looked at Abigail in confusion.

Leon agreed, "Why don't you tell her about the other side of this world? Although she knows some common sense, she's probably still completely clueless about the details."

"That's not necessary." Abigail turned her gaze to Leon and confirmed: "After all, some things have little to do with ordinary people. Knowing too much will make people uneasy."

"Then you won't use magic at home anymore?" Leon complained.

"Uh." Abigail was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes. "That's not the time to tell. It's hard to explain. There's still a long way to go."

"That's fine." When Leon heard that Abigail did not refute but started to think about the future, he immediately felt relieved and said no more.

However, Sophia, who was listening, remembered the ice cone condensed in Abigail's hand that night when she heard the magic, and she couldn't help but shudder.

"We still have time, so tell me about your current situation first." Seeing Sophia's frightened expression, Leon guessed that Sophia was thinking of Abigail that night, and took the initiative to suggest.

"Yeah." This time Abigail didn't refuse, but instead started to whisper to Sophia. Judging from Sophia's occasional exclamations, she was obviously quite shocked by Abigail's identity as a magical girl, ahem, a witch.

Lyon did not join in the popular science education, but closed his eyes and rested, while preparing his speech for when he would be awarded.

Bishop Owen had mentioned this point when he informed him in advance. Lyon had wanted to gloss over it before, but now looking at the dress that Lasmodes prepared for him, it was obvious that this was not something that could be easily overlooked, so he could only cram at the last minute.

After all, it is a major occasion, so we still have to pay attention to the impact. If we make a fool of ourselves, it would be very embarrassing.

The three of them had their own things to do, so this journey was not boring. After being reminded by the church staff who was driving, Lyon and his companions got up and got out of the car.

As the first person to get out of the carriage, Leon originally planned to show his gentlemanly manners and help the two girls get out.

But when his eyes accidentally saw the direction the carriage was facing, he completely forgot about this matter.

The first thing that caught my eye was a large square guarded by various creature sculptures. The ground was paved with azure stone bricks, and in the center stood a giant ancient tree carved entirely from crystal.

The main stem's diameter is estimated to be at least ten meters, and the height is over a hundred meters. There is no sign of splicing. It is a completely solid branch carved from polished crystal. It is so transparent that you can even see the wood grain inside. At the same time, a five-pointed star-shaped fruit-shaped amethyst carving is hung on the top of the tree canopy, and even the leaves are made of polished jade. From a distance, it looks completely natural.

If the material wasn't so special and Lyon couldn't tell the difference, he would think it was a real towering fruit tree, because it was so realistic.

"The model of the World Tree comes from the legacy of Ba, and it is also the original appearance of the universe when it was formed. Our planet was originally shaped by a fruit from this tree." Abigail, who had come down at some point, explained to Leon.

"It is also the center point of the defense built by the church to protect the living areas of ordinary people in this world, and it is also the absolute core area of ​​this ceremony." The church staff member who was driving on the other side added with great pride.

"What are you looking at? Isn't there a large grassland in front of you? Where are the trees?" Sophia was confused as she listened to the conversation between the three people.

From her perspective, she saw a vast prairie before her. Beyond the green grass, no other vegetation was visible. "This is the effect of the barrier. This young lady likely lacks magical reserves, so she can only see obscured illusions," the church official explained.

Leon was about to say that he was also a Muggle, but he immediately remembered that he still possessed the ability of forest magic, so he stopped talking.

So forest magic is also considered magic? He originally thought he was a wild man, but it seems he can no longer call himself an ordinary farmer.

"Please come with me."

In the face of Sophia's puzzled gaze, the church staff did not explain much, intending to let the facts speak for themselves, so they took the initiative to walk in front and lead the way.

After walking a few dozen steps forward, the church members disappeared into thin air.

Then Leon, Abigail, and Sophia followed suit and disappeared into the air. In a blink of an eye, they found that the originally empty square in front of them was now crowded with people.

The square that he had seen from the periphery before seemed to have expanded dozens of times at this moment, and the model of the World Tree was also proportionally magnified ten times. He could barely see it before, but now that he was really close, Leon could no longer see the crown and branches at the top except for the thick trunk.

When you look up, all you can see is the trunk reaching up into the sky, with the top obscured by clouds, as if the trunk has penetrated the heaven and earth, and the top reaches the universe.

At this moment, Sophia, who had witnessed what Abigail and Leon had seen before, was so shocked that she was speechless.

Even Abigail, who had seen the description of this area in the book, was looking around when she saw the real scene, trying to compare everything she saw with the content in the book.

"Leon, long time no see."

Just as the three of them were shocked by the model of the World Tree, a pair of big hands rested on Leon's shoulders, bringing him back to his senses.

"Vice President Roche, long time no see." After seeing the owner of these hands, Leon immediately smiled and hugged him.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I knew I would see you at this summer carnival, but I didn't recognize you when I saw your clothes just now. Only when I got closer and saw your face clearly did I confirm that I was not seeing things." Roche looked at Lyon's clothes seriously, his eyes full of amusement.

"Oh, don't mention it. It's a gift from my elders, I dare not refuse it, and I don't want to dress like a jewelry rack." Leon was a little embarrassed by Roche's gaze.

"You can tell at a glance that it was done by the Guardian. This is the craftsmanship of the elves. I guess the melon contributor that the church wants to commend today should be you, otherwise there would be no need for you to dress up and attend." Roche retracted his gaze and then confirmed with Leon.

"Yes." Lyon did not deny it. After all, he had known the result in advance. Obviously, the ceremony had not yet begun, but Lyon felt that Bishop Owen would not joke about this matter.

"As expected, I should give Marlon a good scolding when I get back. It's a waste of talent to recruit a professional farmer like you into the Adventurer's Guild." Roche got a definite answer and was immediately filled with mixed feelings.

Especially when he thought about such an excellent farmer, who was now affiliated with the Explorers Guild, he felt a little headache. Fortunately, he joined the Stardew Valley branch instead of the Blade's Head Guild, otherwise he would not dare to go out.

After all, if people knew that they had lured a farmer with unlimited potential and who had already demonstrated strong cultivation abilities into the Explorers' Guild, regardless of whether they had sent him on dangerous missions or not, the Explorers' Guild would probably be ridiculed and despised.

After all, to put it bluntly, the significance of farmers cultivating high-quality crops is more strategically significant and valuable than clearing dangerous ruins, searching for lost ancient civilizations and heritage items, and undertaking various commissioned tasks.

(End of this chapter)