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Plant Mage 52

I Think I’ll Start a Mail Order Life (3)

「……if you really want to report, why don’t you report something else?」

「Unyaa? Do you have any good news there nyaa?」

「Yeah and I think you’ll like this one.」

I drop a seed into the field.

The seed that fell into the well-cultivated soil grew up quickly with the help of my magic power.

This is the same type of seed that I used to silence Mama in the guild autonomous region.

It seems to be growing in the wild at the mountains on the east and Frau and the others have collected some.

「Ahh! What an evil plan nyaa! You’re going to make me…..」

「I will not force you to smell it.」

「Ri-i-to-sa-ma!」

That time,

Frau came running.

She’s holding a jar carved out of wood with her hands. It is the same tableware used by the flowerkins to preserve their food.

Even the berry wine, which is made using a lot of spring berries, that supports their health is also made in that kind of jar.

「Cats, very happy!」

Mama’s eyes light up with a “Hmm….” after smelling what’s inside the jar.

Mia also approached curiously.

I’m glad that the flowerkins have a culture of brewing wine.

「What’s that nyaa?」

I’m glad you asked. It seems like it’s very effective against the catkins---

「…..silver vine wine.」

Hearing me say that, Mama and Mia squealed「Funyaa♪」 with delight.

---Scene Change---

The banquet of the flowerkins was as lively as ever.

They sang, danced, drank, and fussed.

The next day.

「My-mysterious…..I have no headache even though I drank a lot of silver vine wine nyaa…..」

「I don’t even feel like vomiting nyaa!」

Mama and Mia woke up in a good mood after enjoying the banquet.

I’ve already expected this.

「The brewing, or rather, the processing skills of the flowerkins are amazing.」

They are a race that doesn’t live in urban areas and they are known for having no means of communication with other races. However, their processed products are exceptionally good.

「…..so, I would like to make a formal offer as the lord of this place. Aside from the red berries, can the merchant guild Golden Road handle the wine of the flowerkins?」

「Of course nyaa! This reeks of gold nyaa!」

「And you, Mama.」

「Funyaa?」

「Even if you’re from the information guild, you wouldn’t want to let them know this information, right?」