"How beautiful."
"Compared with the wonders those mages create, this sight must bring the Mother Goddess the greatest comfort and joy."
The golden-haired boy spread his arms, an enraptured expression on his face. His white robe stirred without a breeze, and a warm wind rose around him.
It was a warm autumn wind carrying the scent of wheat.
"Whooo..."
The winds flowed from the boy, gently brushing over the growing corn and potatoes and bringing them blessings.
Normally, this harvest aura would make the crops in the fields grow rapidly, bringing them to full maturity in mere minutes.
This was also the gift he intended to give Kroya.
But before he could truly unleash his harvest aura, a dust-covered young man carrying a hoe came running over in a fury.
"Hey! Don't cast spells on these crops without permission!"
"Stop!"
Carrying a hoe made from walnut wood and alloy, Jamie interrupted the boy's spell over the fields before finally breathing a sigh of relief.
If those winds had ripened the crops outright, all the experimental data for this batch would have been ruined!
Just imagining all his hard work these past days ending in ruined experimental data almost made him want to throw himself into the sea.
"Hmm?"
The boy wasn't angry. He stopped.
In a gentle voice, he said, "I don't know what restrictions there are here, or what might be inappropriate. Could you please explain?"
He was remarkably handsome, with delicate, almost feminine features and golden hair falling to his shoulders. His voice was as soothing as a spring breeze, leaving a very favorable impression.
Jamie didn't answer immediately. He carefully looked the boy up and down, along with the people behind him carrying bags of various sizes.
As though confirming something, he finally asked, "You must be