Chapter 492: Agricultural Magic

Before long, Lady Fabienne finished making the improved plant nutrient solution. Since the method was not particularly difficult, everyone managed to produce a high-quality result.

“We need to give this magic potion a name. How about ‘Fabienne’s Plant Nutrient Solution’?”

“That’s a little embarrassing…”

“I see~”

Lady Fabienne lowered her flushed face, and I couldn’t help grinning at her. Seriously, my future wife was adorable.

All right, then—what should we call it? As expected, including Lady Fabienne’s name might not be the best idea.

“How about ‘Universal Plant Nutrient Solution’? We still need to test it on crops, but according to your Appraisal, Teacher, it should work perfectly well on them, correct?”

“I’m certain it will. Since it can be used on any plant, let’s call it ‘Universal Plant Nutrient Solution.’ What do you think, Lady Fabienne?”

“I think it’s a good name. It’s very clear about which plants it can be used for.”

“Then it’s decided.”

With Lady Fabienne’s approval, the name was decided: Universal Plant Nutrient Solution. A new magic potion had been born in this world, and my future wife had created it. This was the best. All right—let’s try growing some crops in the greenhouse immediately.

Let’s see for ourselves just how good this Universal Plant Nutrient Solution is.

The royal magic pharmacists would help as well, so we all headed to the greenhouse together. Along the way, we collected Mira, who had fruit juice around their mouth.

Snacking, were we~? I would have to speak to the head chef later. If Mira had eaten without permission, they would be getting a spanking.

Upon arriving at the greenhouse, we immediately began preparing. We planted potatoes—a staple food among commoners—alongside wheat, tomatoes, eggplants, cabbages and strawberries. Naturally, each crop was placed in the section suited to its growing season.

That’s the beauty of greenhouses—they can replicate every season.

“The greenhouse at the House Heine estate is incredible. The royal castle’s greenhouse cannot do anything like this.”

“That’s right. Reproducing spring during winter was already the limit there. To think this greenhouse can reproduce summer, autumn and even winter as well—it’s difficult to believe, even while seeing it with my own eyes.”

Those words came from Clark-san and Lyla-san, the royal magic pharmacists staying at the House Heine estate under the guise of a training visit.

This was the first I had heard of it. So that was the limit of the royal castle’s greenhouse? In that case, the greenhouse at the House Heine estate truly was ahead of its time.

“As expected of a greenhouse built by Julius-sama.”

“What? Teacher built it?!”

“Ah—no, not by myself. I built it with Rosalia. It wasn’t only me, all right?”

I repeated myself just in case; otherwise, strange rumours might start. Sorry, Rosalia, but I was making you my accomplice. It was not a lie—Rosalia had helped create the magic tools installed in the greenhouse.

Even now, she inspected them regularly. Thinking about it, Rosalia had grown tremendously.

Using earth magic, I created soft, fluffy soil, planted the crops, and watered them with water magic. That completed the preparations in no time—honestly, planting the crops took longer than the magic work.

“You can do all that with magic…?”

“As expected of you, Teacher. No wonder you can manage such a vast herb garden. Could you teach us the magic you just used?”

The two royal magic pharmacists looked at me with sparkling eyes, and even Lady Fabienne glanced over with interest. Perfect. I would teach them all at once.

And thus, Julius Heine’s agricultural magic class began.

After finishing the morning’s tasks, I headed to the Heine Trading Company in the afternoon. It was partly meant to be a casual date, so I planned to take my time looking around—starting with the workshop.

There, I found Rosalia and Sir Edward already present.

“Looks like the magic tools are being made without any problems.”

“Brother Julius.”

“Julius-sama.”

After exchanging updates with the two of them, I spoke with the craftspeople as well. Everyone seemed fulfilled, and their expressions were bright. Still, I reminded them not to overwork. If fatigue became serious, I might need to provide basic stamina-recovery potions. Perhaps I could even add Giant Bee honey for an extra restorative effect.

Once the workshop inspection was done, we headed to the store. Since it was the afternoon, the shop was bustling with customers. The staff were moving about busily.

It didn’t seem like there’d be time to talk leisurely with the clerks, so I didn’t call anyone over. Instead, Fabienne and I simply browsed the store together.

Pencils seemed to be selling well—apparently often purchased as part of a set with pencil cases and other items. They were selling rapidly even as I watched.

Perhaps some buyers were planning to resell them elsewhere. But that was fine—these stationery products all bore the Heine mark, making their origin obvious at a glance.

Some imitations existed elsewhere, but if the Heine Trading Company’s goods were known to be the highest quality, our brand strength would give us the edge.

“They’re selling fountain pens here too.”

“You’re right. So they’ve finally begun selling them to commoners? Even so, they’re still displayed in glass cases, and the price is rather high.”

“Look—it says, ‘How about this as a gift?’”

“So they’re marketing them as special gifts. Clever. At that price, they would still seem like a bargain; jewellery would cost even more.”

Fountain pens were practical and could be used every day. Personally, I found them more useful than jewellery, though perhaps that was simply a man’s opinion. They were ideal gifts for men and might soon become fashionable. I was looking forward to seeing what happened.