Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 398: Chapter 239: Insulting Me with Money?_2
“Can you farm?” Ange repeated his words.

“Farm?” Aestolia was stunned, wondering why such question popped up. She isn’t a Druid after all, so she shook her head without hesitation.

“No need then.” Ange immediately responded. Those who couldn’t farm, will not be needed.

“Ah?! I … ” Aestolia showed an expression of doubting her life. Was it because she didn’t know how to farm that Ange had refused the loyalty of a mage of truth? Did she hear that correctly?

Do truth mages now have to learn farming to have a promising career prospects?

Negris could not help but feel amused. However, it did not oppose Ange’s decision. Even if she could farm, Negris did not want to get involved with this Elf as she always gave him a dangerous vibe.

But such a blunt rejection seemed rude, so Negris quickly changed the subject, “Hehe, he is joking. By the way, we didn’t ask what your mage specialization is?”

Aestolia was truly confused, she heard Negris’ words and answered cooperatively: “Natural Arcane.”

“Oh, you’re an Arcane Mage. It’s unfortunate, we currently don’t need someone with that specialization. You can go back and wait for our call, we will contact you as soon as there’s a need.” Negris said with a smile.

Aestolia didn’t know how to react, but if she had ever hung around the Human Mercenary Guild, she would have known this was a hypocritical polite phrase.

She remained stunned for a while before realizing the meaning behind the words. She was rejected because she was a Natural Arcane Mage, her specialization was irrelevant, so the other party had rejected the loyalty of a mage of truth?

How could this happen? Although she was not really bent on offering loyalty, but if she was not accepted, she wouldn’t be able to stay by Little God of Life’s side.

Aestolia immediately became anxious: “What type of specialization do you need? I have little understanding of each one.”

Having knowledge in all? Such a big claim! Even I, the God of Knowledge, don’t dare to make such claim.

After thinking for a while, Negris came up with a challenging one, a specialization that they happened to need: “We need an Arcane Mage who specializes in Spatial Magic.”

Spatial Magic is probably the hardest to learn, because space is invisible and abstract. Unlike Elemental Magic, which can be mastered by sensing the elements present all around.

What is space? It’s an abstract concept.

Some people manage to get lost while merely walking, having a poor sense of direction. And direction is the fundamental element that constitutes space. People with poor sense of direction will absolutely not be able to learn Spatial Magic.

Negris couldn’t believe that an Arcane Mage could also master the hardest to learn Spatial Magic.

As expected, disappointment appeared on Aestolia’s face: “I can’t use Spatial Magic.”

“Then I can’t do anything for you.” Negris shrugged with a helpless expression.

“But I know an Arcane Mage who specializes in Spatial Magic. If I call her over to help, will you accept my loyalty?” Before Negris could refuse, she tilted her head back and sent out a shot of waves from her brow.

Negris eyebrows furrowed. Now there’s this operation?

He’d heard of substitution for exam invigilation, but not for a job application. Even if the Spatial Mage does come, he needs an Arcane Mage, not her.

Now he was quite sure. This elf, she had ulterior motives. Okay, let’s see what you’re up to.

Negris, with aplomb, tried to cross his small paws, but after a few tries, they were too short, and he could only put them around his waist.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds, a minute had passed…

Aestolia looked up at the sky in confusion and said awkwardly: “Maybe…maybe she got delayed by something.”

Just as she was about to send another message, a series of screams came from the sky: “Ah…ah…ahaaaaaaa…”

A figure flashed through the air, descending then disappearing, only to reappear at another place, whimsically changeable.

Ange and Negris looked up to the sky, both of them feeling a sense of familiarity with the scene.

Helplessly, Aestolia covered her face. However, not the first time this happened, she expertly stretched out the Hand of the Mage to steady the figure that was about to land.

“Phew..” The disheveled figure landed in front of Aestolia and, after catching her breath, explained: “Scared me to death. My positioning was accurate, but I forgot about the height. It was too tall, my legs went numb.”

After seeing the figure clearly, Negris exclaimed in surprise: “Is that you!?”

The Female Space Mage turned her head, gave a puzzled look at Ange and the others, and hesitated before asking: “You are….”

Without uttering a word, Negris let Ange pull out the Spatial Bag the lady had discarded. He said, “You dropped this. We borrowed a few scrolls, hope you don’t mind.”

“Eh, it’s my Spatial Bag! How did you… Ah…!”

The Space Mage quickly realized where she lost her bag and what those people had seen. Her face turned red instantly, and she didn’t want the Spatial Bag any more, quickly hiding behind Aestolia.

Aestolia’s gaze wandered between the lady mage, Ange, and Bronze Dragon, trying to understand something. Unfortunately, as if she was blind, she failed to discover anything.

Once the lady mage had regained her composure a bit, Negris asked again: “What about your Spatial Bag?”.

“Just throw it away,” the mage answered, her voice barely audible as she kept her face hidden in Aestolia’s chest.

“It will be a waste to throw it away. If you don’t want it, I’ll empty it and use it to fill with bird droppings. Lately, I’m having trouble transporting the bird droppings, the soil fertility is dropping a lot,” said Negris.

The female mage’s face wasn’t red anymore, nor was she shy. Feeling aggravated, she briskly came over, snatched the Spatial Bag from him, and glared fiercely at Negris.

Bewildered by the glare, Negris was at a loss. She was the one who had discarded it. Was it wrong to use it for transportation? What was there to be angry about?

Using Spatial Artifacts for transportation is quite reasonable. However, Spatial Artifacts are expensive. Many people can’t afford them, let alone using them to transport fertiliser. However, here was one that wasn’t wanted!

After this interruption, the female Space Mage ignored them and instead turned to ask Aestolia in a low voice, “Great God, what did you call me here for?”

The Female mage’s eyes sparkled with adoration when she called Aestolia ‘Great God’. The one in front of her taught her a lot of magic knowledge and was the God of Truth and Law.

Aestolia smirked and replied, “I hoped to pledge myself to Lord Ange, but because our professions don’t match, they don’t want an Arcane Magician, they want an Arcane grade Space Mage. Hence I thought of you to help me secure this opportunity.”

With Aestolia’s words, the female Space Mage’s eyes grew wider as if she saw a ghost.

Pulling Aestolia aside and after a whispered consultation, to ensure that Aestolia wasn’t possessed, enchanted, soul-invaded, or under threat, the Space Mage finally said in a worried voice:

“But… But I’ve been quite busy recently, after all, something which requires an Arcane Space Mage isn’t going to be a simple task, is it?”

Negris nodded, “It’s not simple. We need to search for a specific broken space location in the dimensional space using vague coordinates.”

The Space Mage rolled her eyes as she heard this, “You use such professional terms, so you must know the difficulty of this task. You want me to die?”

Negris quickly added, “There are Dimension Beasts.”

Spirits lifting, the female Space Mage couldn’t help but get serious: “Dimension Beasts? That doesn’t sound life-threatening, but the risk is still too high. No, no, I’m still young, haven’t lived enough, don’t want to take the risk.”

“The risk is when you can’t receive any reward for not completing the mission. If you can get the reward first regardless of completion, that’s not risk, that’s insurance. Say what you need as insurance? We can pay in advance.” Negris tempted sweetly.

The female Space Mage gave him an unimpressed glance, disdainfully retorted, “Try to bribe me with money? Do you think I’m that shallow? Even if you put the Magic Crystal Mountain in front of me, I won’t take a second look at it.”