"Then let's begin."
After clearing away every stray thought, Kroya picked up the Magic Field Grape Vine and communicated with its consciousness.
"Please, I'm counting on you."
The Magic Crystal Grape Vine trembled gently, indicating that it, too, was ready.
Kroya carefully inserted it into Mir's scar. The Magic Field Grape Vine immediately began drawing in the mana inside and extending its roots into it.
Within a few breaths, it began expanding, soon covering Mir's scar completely, fitting snugly over it like a glowing ornament on his back.
At the same time, under Kroya's control, it slowly entered the blood vessels near Mir's wound. As an elemental magic plant, it could shrink until it was almost imperceptible.
In theory, it should not cause any problems such as blocked blood vessels.
Even so, Mir experienced a severe rejection reaction-his temperature began rising, and he started visibly spasming and convulsing.
"Ngh." Mir gritted his teeth, his veins bulging.
This was more or less expected, and Kroya already had a backup plan.
"You'll have to bear with this." As Kroya beckoned to the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree, he infused the power of Quiet Little Serenade into Mir's body.
The music formed chain after chain of notes that revolved around Mir's body, playing a melody that soothed the mind.
This was harmonization and sharing.
Kroya was using his own mana to share Mir's pain.
Two people bearing it was better than one, and his own tolerance for pain was indeed high. It did not feel too unbearable.
The Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree immediately began supplying Kroya with a steady stream of mana, acting as a mana amplifier.
With the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree joining in, the music echoed through the laboratory and soon reached the Thicksoil Potato nearby.
One batch had already been harvested