Magic Farm 164

Chapter 164 You Can Tell He Really Is an Elf

01 District Regional Channel.

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: (photo) (photo)]

The images showed, from various angles, a grand and elegant building—something clearly beyond what any player’s territory could possess.

[Grind King: ? You went out exploring? @Need Some Money to Save the Day]

[Reach for the Moon: Is this a native’s place?]

[I Am Lily: @Need Some Money to Save the Day, can you share intel? I’ll pay.]

…

[Roach Tastes Weird: Damn, so all you big shots just can’t be bothered to reply most of the time? But when something interesting pops up, you’re all lightning-fast.]

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: Hehe, yeah, I went exploring, but I just hitched a ride with Game Boss using a team scroll.]

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: I don’t have much intel to share, so I’ll just post some photos for everyone in the regional channel.]

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: (photo) (photo)]

This time, the pictures were clearly of some lounge area.

He sat in a plush armchair, with several plates of exquisite pastries on the table in front of him, and a drink that looked a lot like milk tea.

The angle was perfect, making everything look expensive and high-class.

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: Boss is off handling serious business, so I’m just here mooching food and drink. When I came in, the staff even said that Game Boss really liked the pastries here last time, so they prepared extra.]

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: Wow, is this the joy of going out with a big shot?]

He posted a few more photos: a wall of bookshelves, a shot from a window showing neat streets outside, and many natives dressed completely differently from the players.

[Grind King: Last time? So this is a place Game Boss has already explored? You can go a second time? But what I’m really curious about is what Game Boss did last time—aren’t you only supposed to be able to explore for 24 hours? How come it sounds like he’s getting VIP treatment?]

[I Am Lily: Last time I watched some clown’s exploration and was so nervous, but Game Boss’s side is a totally different vibe.]

[Need Some Money to Save the Day: No idea, maybe some people just get what they deserve? Anyway, I’m just waiting for Game Boss to come back, then I’ll post more photos for everyone.]

The Gold Cavern City Mage Association had already been deeply impressed by Qi Yu, this young mage from the “Star Forest.”

Not long ago, a message had come from Ophirie Royal City: this “Qi Yu” was suspected to be a legendary elf, and what’s more, he had a Saint Mage standing behind him. The whole Gold Cavern City Mage Association was in an uproar!

No matter what Qi Yu’s true identity was—human or elf—one thing was certain: he was a properly registered mage in Gold Cavern City!

The fact that Ophirie Royal City had gone out of its way to notify them said it all: from now on, Mage Qi Yu was the golden treasure that had flown out from their own Gold Cavern City!

So, when Qi Yu, who had disappeared for a month, reappeared at the Mage Association, someone immediately reported it to the upper ranks.

President Frederick hurried over with a few others. When he learned that Qi Yu was here to update his mage certification, he was stunned.

A group of white-haired mages: !

If they remembered correctly, he’d just certified as a third-rank mage last month.

And now, just a month later, he was already moving up another rank?

Could this be the talent that caught the eye of a Saint Mage?

Truly terrifying.

Of course, Money had no idea what was going on. Following Qi Yu, he encountered this group of elderly folks but didn’t recognize them as high-level mages at all, cheerfully greeting each “grandpa” and “grandma.”

Then he watched as the whole group swept away his Game Boss in a flurry.

He blinked, and a smiling staff member led him to a lounge where he could enjoy the treats in solitude.

Qi Yu’s purpose in coming to the Mage Association this time was simply to update his mage rank and collect the extra living stipend.

But before the magic power test, President Frederick stopped him.

With an air of secrecy, he led Qi Yu to a quiet corner.

“Qi Yu, my young friend, tell me honestly—was the age you registered really your true age?”

By rights, he shouldn’t have asked.

The Mage Association had professional testing arrays; the age a mage reported didn’t matter, as the array would measure the person’s natural bone age and cross-check it with the information provided.

Last month, Qi Yu’s test had indeed shown him to be nineteen.

But if he truly had a Saint Mage as a teacher, it would be easy to cast a little illusion in such a minor matter.

Frederick wasn’t doubting Qi Yu’s talent, but rather… his identity.

A nineteen-year-old human third-rank mage was already a rare genius.

A nineteen-year-old human four-star mage was even more so—one in a million, a prodigy unseen in Gold Cavern City for five thousand years.

No exaggeration: if it were true, their little Gold Cavern City Mage Association would go down in the history books, with Qi Yu’s name passed down for generations.

Their greatest achievement would be: discovering Qi Yu, this peerless genius.

And if this genius didn’t fall along the way, and one day became an Archmage or even touched the threshold of Saint Mage… then the Gold Cavern City Mage Association could start preparing for ascension right where they stood!

But all of this depended on it being true.

If Qi Yu really was an elf, then “nineteen” was impossible.

Everyone knew elves were long-lived.

If Qi Yu really was an elf, then at nineteen, he’d only be as tall as a normal human’s thigh—a little elf child.

Still, when President Frederick asked, he was perfectly calm inside.

He wasn’t anxious at all.

If Qi Yu’s information was true, then their association would welcome an unprecedented genius, a future Holy Son!

But if Qi Yu’s registration was false, and the news from Ophirie Royal City was true—

Well, that was wonderful too.

Their Gold Cavern City Mage Association would soon have an elf as a member!

And this elf mage had a Saint Mage as a teacher!

Heh heh.

No matter how it turned out, it was a win.

Qi Yu showed a puzzled expression—for politeness, he’d taken off his hood after entering the Mage Association.

At this moment, his bewilderment was plain for President Frederick to see.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said. “The information I registered with the Mage Association is true.”

President Frederick lowered his voice. “Then tell me, did you go to Ophirie Royal City in the Kyra Empire a few days ago?”

He sounded curious. “I heard you had a dragon knight with you?”

At first, when he’d heard there was a young man with Qi Yu, he’d thought it was the legendary dragon knight.

But the moment he saw Money, he knew it wasn’t.

Qi Yu: ?

How did the natives’ news travel so fast?

Taking advantage of the fact that Frederick couldn’t see, he quietly opened the survival panel and checked the reputation rankings.

First place: Star Forest reputation had already reached 5,000.

Opening the contribution list, aside from I Am the Master of My Fate’s “12,” all the rest had been earned by Qi Yu alone.

He closed the panel.

Now he finally understood why President Frederick was asking these questions: his act as an elf in Ophirie Royal City had already reached Gold Cavern City.

Being exposed face-to-face, he felt a bit embarrassed and quickly said, “I did go. I took a commission—the Duke of Notting’s daughter was gravely ill, and her last wish was to see an elf.”

“I was the one who dressed up as the elf.”

President Frederick narrowed his eyes—he was no naive old man, not so easy to fool.

The Mage Association in Ophirie Royal City must have investigated thoroughly before sending word.

Besides, so many powerful people had witnessed it that day.

He asked, “Was the golden dragon also fake?”

Qi Yu shook his head. “That was real.”

President Frederick asked again, “I heard a Saint Mage intervened on your behalf to awe the strongmen of Ophirie. Was that fake?”

Qi Yu shook his head again. Teacher Egnol was real too.

He paused, looking up to meet Frederick’s knowing gaze.

Qi Yu suddenly realized something.

The dragon was real, the elf Saint Mage was real—so the “elf” who appeared with them couldn’t possibly be fake.

President Frederick cleared his throat and said kindly, “Weren’t you going to do your mage certification? Go on, then.”

Qi Yu: “……”

He tried to salvage the situation: “I’m human.”

President Frederick beamed, “Of course, your registration says you’re human.”

Qi Yu: “…I really am human, and I really am nineteen this year.”

President Frederick: “I promise, I truly believe you!”

Liar—he was obviously just humoring him.

Qi Yu was a little annoyed, but didn’t want to get angry at someone who might be several hundred or even a thousand years old, so he could only walk away, sulking.

He took the magic power test, and half an hour later, received a new mage badge.

Four golden stars encircled the totem—beautiful.

That little mishap was instantly swept away by his brightened mood.

[Author’s Note]

Here I am [Food][Food][Food]

Debt repayment progress: 310,000/660,000 [cat paw]