I'm a Mage—What's Wrong with Loving Farming?
Chapter 53

The Lonely Astral Crystal Tortoise

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Kroya could not figure out what connection that mysterious platinum-colored ring had to the ark-he lacked both the knowledge and the information.

He would need a cheat to figure it out.

But he knew very well what benefits the mushrooms could bring him.

Holy power.

With that power, he could develop more potions and learn more spells. If he could even learn the Church's holy arts, he would have even more magic plants and magical beasts he could modify.

These were all resources he could use to snowball his growth.

They were far more important than that elusive Void Luminary Ark. That was not something he should be worrying about right now.

He stared at the booklet and pondered for a long time before finally closing it with care and carefully putting it into his shell.

Although it was only a notebook, it still contained the magical imprint and handwriting of Ilyst, a Legendary Mage. Who knew when it might come in handy?

He was better off keeping it.

After putting the notebook away, he picked up the beakers and bottles he had not examined closely and studied them-the bottles were a clear blue, like the pristine starry sky on a summer night.

He could faintly see pinpricks of light shimmering within them, as though someone had truly cut out a piece of the clear, luminous night sky and made it into a material.

They certainly looked beautiful, but... he really had no idea what they were used for. Once again, his lack of knowledge held him back.

His magical perception could only sense an exceptionally pure, strange power inside them, unlike anything he had ever encountered. Its structure and state were both extremely stable.

Even probing them with mana produced no change whatsoever.

But since they were beakers and

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