I'm a Mage—What's Wrong with Loving Farming?
Chapter 287

A mage's hidden reserves, the scattering locusts

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Nolant Royal Capital, Mage Association.

President Aistena froze when he saw the message sent from Reef Island.

"He wants the king to go see him..."

The poor president immediately felt a splitting headache coming on.

But a moment later, he noticed the "Ring of Knowledge" emblem representing Starry Town at the bottom of the sheet.

Well, that settled it.

Starry Town's Mage Association stood on equal footing with such supreme powers as the united churches of the seven gods, the Palace of Wisdom of the elven Royal Court, and the dwarves' Mountain Ramparts.

It was effectively the Astral Council's sole representative in this world.

Never mind summoning the king of a kingdom to meet them-even if they ordered him to serve tea and pour water, he could only comply, and he would have to do it with an ingratiating smile.

But authorization like this was not easy to obtain, much less a blank authorization. Whatever was written on it would demand their full cooperation.

"How on earth did Kroya get this?"

Aistena was puzzled, but he wasted little time and headed to the royal palace in person.

He keenly sensed that something might be about to happen, and even his heartbeat quickened.

The Nolant Kingdom's royal palace could only barely be described as magnificent, but the White Departure Palace, used to receive foreign guests, was lavish indeed. Every corner displayed the distinctive refinement and taste of the nobility.

The entire White Departure Palace was built from dwarven fish-pattern stone, which cost one magic crystal per meter. This stone emitted a gentle glow that refreshed the mind.

Paintings by numerous famous elven artists hung on the walls, while the tables, chairs, and furnishings were all resplendent.

Even the cups were luxury pieces decorated with silver roses-products exported by the elves.

The

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