Farming in the Magical World

Is it alright to drag this out for a year or two?

He ultimately decided to delay for a while, firstly to see if Tiffany could give birth during this time, and secondly to slowly prepare the things needed for the activation ceremony.

Looking at the materials list again, he discovered that there were quite a few things needed for the activation ceremony, such as moon grass, flame flower, phantom vine, dream fruit, orchid grass, silver birch root, sika deer antler... ...a total of more than thirty kinds.

After thinking it over, he realized that he only knew a few things about this place. For example, sika deer were quite common near Castel Ridge. Apart from that, he had never even heard of many of the other things.

These things must be materials from the magical world. Ordinary people probably rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with them. We'll have to find a way to send someone to Elfen to take a look.

However, a name that appeared on the list next startled Lanny. It read "Mutant Alpine Blue-Green Algae".

Could this mutated alpine algae be the same thing Melissa encountered?

After Melissa mentioned alpine algae, Lanny also went to learn about it and found that alpine algae is actually very common in some mountainous areas, and can even be seen everywhere near Caster Ridge, but she had not heard of any that could absorb magic power as Melissa said.

Upon seeing the "mutated alpine cyanobacteria," he immediately understood that the alpine cyanobacteria Melissa had encountered were probably this so-called "mutated alpine cyanobacteria."

Lanny tapped his fingers on the table, but his mind was racing, reflecting on the various things that had happened recently.

Melissa seems to have encountered this "mutated alpine cyanobacteria" at Zhuilong Ridge.

The father of the original incarnation, August, also died in battle at Falling Dragon Ridge.

The list of materials for the bloodline activation ceremony now includes this mutated alpine blue algae, which is also related to Falling Dragon Ridge.

He even speculated that the Wells family's ancestors built the castle in this place because it was related to the Fallen Dragon Ridge or the mutated alpine cyanobacteria found there.

What secrets are you hiding, Dragonfall Ridge?

He made up his mind that he must go and see this place when he had time, since Zhuilong Ridge was right next to Black Mountain and not too far away.

As for the last formation he recorded, it was too complex for him to draw, but he could still remember the general outline.

According to the description above, the main body of the formation is circular, about four feet square. It needs to be drawn by mixing some materials and plant juices. The requirements for drawing are also very strict. It is recommended to find a quiet and secluded place, keep it quiet and undisturbed, and preferably have a flat ground without any bumps. This will maximize the success rate of the formation.

Of course, the manuscript also said that if it doesn't work the first time, it can be done multiple times. Just clean up the previous mistakes. And the formation will emit a red light after it is successfully drawn, so there is no need to worry about making a mistake.

Slowly putting down the copy and manuscript in his hands, Lanny let out a long sigh, but a question arose in his mind.

The entire text makes no mention of any magical spells or techniques. How did Claudia manage to imitate a magician? Did he learn some additional magical methods, or did he naturally acquire some magic after activating the ritual?

If activation truly grants magical abilities, then this activation ritual is even more wondrous than he imagined. Not only can it rapidly enhance strength, but it even involves the inheritance of memories—that's incredibly powerful.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of that piece of jade again.

If this thing is really a jade slip, it usually contains either cultivation techniques or spells, so it's hard to know which one it contains.

Still feeling somewhat unwilling, he picked up the jade again and examined it closely.

Thinking of some descriptions about the jade slip, he held onto a sliver of hope and gently placed the jade on his forehead.

But after a full half hour, he didn't feel anything. The jade was still quietly pressed against his forehead. In fact, after being pressed against his forehead for a long time, it had absorbed a bit of his body heat and become warm.

He removed the jade pendant from his forehead and sighed. "Alas, it still doesn't work." Although this result wasn't entirely unexpected, he still couldn't help feeling somewhat frustrated.

Thinking about it, it's obvious that since it's such a troublesome thing to bring a piece of jade back to the continent of Otis, they would definitely be careful to prevent others from finding out the information inside.

If he could read what was inside simply by sticking it to his forehead, wouldn't he be afraid that the Wells family would steal it from him?

Don't even mention believing in any descendants; isn't he currently trying to find a way to see what's inside? Although he can't be considered a true descendant of the Wells family.

Could it be because of his magical insufficiency? Lanny couldn't help but recall Melissa's assessment of his physique during the day.

What if this thing needs magical elements or spiritual energy to be activated?

After thinking it over, he was still reluctant to give up. He gritted his teeth, picked up the paper cutter again, made a cut on his finger, and dripped his blood onto the jade.

Ignoring the wound on his finger, he placed the jade on his forehead again.

The main reason he did this was because he remembered that some cultivation items required blood to bind them to their owner, and his own blood seemed to contain some kind of energy. He was unwilling to give up without trying.

However, this was obviously useless. The owner of this thing probably thought of this problem and had already taken precautions.

After all, with hundreds of years of heritage, all sorts of strange things can happen. This person must have set up a very complex or special way to open it, and it's even possible that it can only be opened with the special techniques of fellow disciples.

After all, even the way they recognized each other was through the inheritance of family bloodline. He would never believe it if you told him that the martial arts techniques of this person's fellow disciples did not have any common characteristics.

Well, at this point, the way to open this jade slip has reached a dead end.

Still unwilling to give up, Lanny had no choice but to put the jade slip into the box and then hide the box at the bottom of the drawer.

Looking at the sky, he realized that he had been too focused on studying the Inheritance Box and had unknowingly gone into the dead of night, which was his usual time to rest.

As he was leaving, he paused at the door and noticed that Melissa's room next door was quiet and there wasn't a sound coming from it, so she must be resting.

Sure enough, when he returned to the bedroom, he found candles lit, and Tiffany sitting at the dressing table again, her chin resting on her hand, lost in thought, not even noticing when Lenny entered.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lanny gently embraced Tiffany from behind, feeling her soft, delicate body, and felt so satisfied that he wanted to moan softly.

He felt it was unreal that such a beautiful and charming woman was actually his wife.

In another world, how could a loser like him even dream of such a beauty? He wouldn't even dare to dream of it, fearing he'd be struck by lightning in his dream.

Feeling herself being embraced, Tiffany stiffened and struggled violently. When she realized it was Lenny, she breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed into Lenny's arms.

"What are you thinking about? You didn't even notice I came in! What did you and Melissa talk about just now?" Lanny closed his eyes contentedly, inhaling the lady's fragrance.

"It's nothing, I just feel so sorry for Melissa!" Tiffany's voice was low, and she no longer had the same sharp words she had used with Melissa; instead, she felt a little sorry for her.

"Although my father... at least my mother is still alive, although I don't know where she is now!"

"But she doesn't even have a single family member left!"

"Do you want to go see her?" Lanny whispered in Tiffany's ear as he held her close.

He had been unable to ask about this issue until now, and since the conversation had come to this point, he decided to ask Tiffany's opinion.

"May I?"

Tiffany raised her pretty face to look at Lanny. Although she spoke in a questioning tone, her big, watery eyes were full of pleading and expectation.

Seeing Tiffany's state, Lanny felt a pang of pain in his heart. He softened his tone and smiled, saying, "Of course, you are my wife, and you are also my mother. Do you know where she is? Once we are financially better off, we will send someone to find her!"

Tiffany thought for a moment, biting her lip somewhat embarrassed, before finally saying, "My father... Count Enno doesn't allow me to inquire about this. He gets extremely angry whenever I do."

She paused, then hesitated before adding, "But I've overheard the servants talking about it in private. They say they went to Berleman with my grandfather and are now doing some small business."

Hearing that they had a general direction, Lanny nodded. If they didn't have any direction at all, the kingdom was so big that it would be difficult to find them!

"Okay, I'll send someone to find her and bring her to live with you, okay?"

“Darling, you’re so good to me!” Tiffany turned around, nestled against Lanny’s chest, listened to his heartbeat, and looked at him with happiness and contentment.

After a long while, just when Lanny thought she had fallen asleep, she suddenly spoke again, her voice even tinged with a sob.

"Darling, promise me that you will treat both Melissa's children and my children the same, okay?"

Even if you don't like them, don't discriminate against them, and don't let them end up like me, okay?

As she said this, she bit her lip, making a gesture as if she was trying hard not to cry.

Upon hearing this, Lanny felt a slight stiffness throughout his body, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.

I thought she had forgotten about it, but it was suddenly brought up again.

Lanny tried to pull Tiffany up to face him with a little force, but found that she was holding him very tightly. Worried about hurting her, Lanny had no choice but to give up.

I thought this silly girl was being completely fooled by Melissa, but it turns out she knows everything and understands everything. I don't know who's the fool.

At least at this moment, Lanny felt that he was really stupid.

He could only give up helplessly, and turned around to hug the lovely girl in his arms. "What did she say to you? Why would you think that?"

“We’re not in that kind of relationship. I just want her to teach me magic. You know, I’m really curious about magic.”

“No, no…” Tiffany shook her head repeatedly in his arms.

"She didn't say anything, she didn't say anything, but I just felt that she would definitely try to take you away from me in the future. I know it's wrong to think like this, but I just can't help it."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, darling. I know I shouldn't have doubted you, but I just couldn't help it!"

By the end, Tiffany was sobbing uncontrollably, nestled in his arms and sobbing incessantly.

Lanny thought to himself, "Is it mainly because of my past reputation?"

It is said that there are quite a few lovers in the capital, and even Elfen has some ill-fated relationships with this predecessor. It is only because he never left the castle after arriving that he did not get burned.

Feeling the lovely girl in his arms crying her heart out, tears and snot covering him, Lanny could only sigh and look up at the sky.

Is this forcing himself to swear to keep his distance from Melissa from now on?

Considering Tiffany's usual behavior, she doesn't seem like that kind of person, at least she doesn't seem to have that kind of scheming.

Should he really make this promise? Thinking of Melissa's gentle yet slightly spoiled demeanor, her voluptuous... ...cough cough, and most importantly, this was such a rare opportunity to learn magic; he really couldn't bear to give it up!

"Alright, I promise you!" Lanny sighed, but still made the promise.

However, this so-called guarantee seems rather ambiguous. It neither said that he would keep his distance from Melissa, nor that he would treat their children equally in the future.

Ultimately, Lenny was reluctant to make the vow.

While saying these insincere words, Lanny was actually making excuses for himself.

Uncle Long always says that this is a small mistake that every man makes, so it doesn't seem like a big deal, right?

It's unclear whether Tiffany sensed Lenny's perfunctory attitude, but after Lenny made his promise, she hugged him even tighter, and her crying finally subsided.

 …

The bedroom next to the study on the second floor.

Melissa was not resting as Lanny had expected. Instead, she was sitting in a chair in the room, resting her chin on her hand and staring blankly out the window.

So much happened today, she's still a little dizzy.

Although her previous actions were very bold, upon calming down and reflecting on it now, it's impossible to say that she actually liked Lenny that much.

She had thought before that if Lanny really was a great magician, she would be willing to spend the rest of her life with him as long as he was willing to help her take revenge. After all, although the young baron was not stunningly handsome, he was not ugly either, so she did not rule out the possibility.

Although she was quite disheartened when she later discovered that Lanny wasn't even a magician, and was prepared to flee for her life again, she was unexpectedly touched by the little brother's words, "You are mine."

"Alas, how pitiful... I never imagined that the mighty Grand Mage, the only female Grand Mage on the continent, Melissa, would have to rely on a mere baron for protection..."

Although she was muttering to herself, she stood up involuntarily. Tomorrow morning would be her first time dining in the castle hall, so she naturally had to choose her clothes carefully.

Her old clothes were obviously no longer wearable, and she hadn't even had a chance to look at the ones Frank had sent her. Only now did she start taking them out one by one.

"This one... the style is so outdated, what about this one... ..."