Farming With Seven Wives in the Magic World - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: The Manor’s New Guest

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Morty was speechless. Was this girl really a mage? Why did she sound so unreliable?

Rebecca raised her head and asked curiously, “Did you see what happened? Were those really corn attacking me?”

She was very curious. Why would it attack her?

She didn’t seem to recall the existence of magic power.

“Those were corn.” Morty glanced at her. “It’s my corn.”

“Wow! Really?” Rebecca clapped her hands and jumped to his side. She grabbed his arm and shook it. “Take me there, take me there!”

Rebecca shouted as she jumped, completely unaware that the collar of her loose robe had already been pulled open with her movements, revealing a large patch of her snow-white chest.

Morty could not help but stretch his neck, his eyes almost popping out.

The purple bra wrapped around the girl’s budding breasts moved slightly with her movements.

Noticing that he didn’t react, Rebecca first looked up at him, then looked down at her collar. She blinked and slowly she had a look of understanding.

However, to his surprise, not only was she not shy, she asked with a smile, “Don’t they look good?”

After being asked this question, Morty felt embarrassed. He didn’t expect this little girl to be so open-minded.

“Hehe, why are you so shy?” Rebecca giggled and didn’t care at all. She hugged his arm and urged, “Let’s go, let’s go. Bring me to see the magical corn.”

However, she had just taken a step when a pained expression appeared on her face.

“My butt hurts.” Rebecca looked at Morty pitifully.

“Can you help me apply the ointment again?”

Morty was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Rebecca had already lifted her robe and lay on the bed, revealing her slightly red buttocks.

“Hurry up, let’s go see the magical corn after we’re done.”

Since she had said so, Morty naturally did not hesitate. He stepped forward and squeezed some ointment, his large hand gently touching her perky butt.

“Ah! It hurts!” Rebecca cried out in pain. Her white teeth bit her cherry-red lips gently, forcing herself not to make a sound.

However, that brief cry of pain was undoubtedly a lure in Morty’s ears, and his lower body immediately reacted.

However, he knew very well that the young girl in front of him was not someone he could provoke.

The other party was probably even more terrifying than Leona.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Morty quickly helped the girl apply the medicine. Then, he hurriedly put down the girl’s robe until her perky buttocks and straight thighs disappeared from his view. Only then did he calm down. Slightly.

Rebecca didn’t care. She stood up and grabbed his arm.

“Hurry up and let’s leave.”

Morty couldn’t persuade her and could only let her pull him downstairs.

When they arrived at the field, Leona was currently in a daze while tugging at a corn stalk. She did not seem to notice their arrival at all.

“Is that all?”

Rebecca ran to the field excitedly, looking at this and smelling that, her face full of curiosity.

“Strange. It’s just a little more fragrant than ordinary corn and a little bigger. Why would it attack people?”

As she spoke, she reached out and broke off a ripe corn. She placed it in front of her eyes and looked at it. From time to time, she would smell it. Her watery eyes were filled with curiosity.

Leona, who was beside her, had also regained her senses. She looked coldly at this uninvited guest. To her, the sudden appearance of this mage was obviously bad news. Moreover, it seemed that Morty had already told her about the uniqueness of the corn. Once the people from the Guild of Magic interfered, it would probably become even more troublesome for her to investigate.

Morty walked over, and Rebecca immediately grabbed his arm and said excitedly, “Can you show me how it attacks?”

“I can’t.” Morty shook his head helplessly. By now, he had completely understood that the corn he planted was indeed different. As for why it was different, he was not sure.

“Is that so…” Rebecca pursed her lips in disappointment, but she soon looked at Morty with hope. “Can you give me this corn? I want to bring it back for research—”

“No.”

“No!”

Morty immediately refused, but to his surprise, Leona’s reaction was even more intense than his.

He was worried about his rations. After all, if he gave all the corn to Rebecca, his efforts would be in vain.

But what was Leona doing this for?

Looking at his and Rebecca’s puzzled gazes, Leona realized that her attitude was a little too extreme, so she quickly explained, “I–I watched these corns grow up step by step. How can I let you take them away so casually?”

This reason was a little far-fetched, but Morty did not doubt it too much. After all, he had seen Leona guarding the fields day and night with his own eyes. Even if she did not contribute, she had worked hard.

Rebecca was shocked by their reactions. She hugged her head, her face aggrieved, “If you don’t want to give it, then don’t give it. Why are you so loud?”

Her cute appearance made Morty unable to hold back his laughter. Then, he laughed and said, “If you want them, you can buy them with money.”

Leona was anxious. This girl was a mage. Money was nothing to them. They did not have to worry about them at all.

Just as she was thinking of a way to stop this transaction, Rebecca smiled awkwardly. “About that… I don’t have money…”

Huh?

Leona looked at her in surprise. A mage with no money?

The smile on Morty’s face also disappeared. “If you don’t have money, don’t talk about having it.” He said stiffly.

Seriously, what a waste of time. Just like Leona, they looked like amazing people, but in the end, they were all just poor bastards.

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. He needed to check the situation of his cornfield first, after all.

“Hey, wait, wait, wait.” Rebecca quickly stopped him and hugged his arm. “Don’t be so heartless. How about this, you let me stay and use your corn to do some research. Is that okay?”

Feeling the astonishing softness of the girl’s chest, Morty’s heart was racing. Without any hesitation, he nodded. “Sure. But you have to pay me back later. I can only get one corn a week.”

“Uh… Alright then.” Rebecca pursed her lips, but she still nodded in agreement. It was better than nothing.

Leona stomped her feet angrily and turned to leave.

No, she had to speed up her progress!