Chapter 266: This is also Gervas

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, is this truly a gift? If so, that would be wonderful!"

"Of course! If it's not a gift, I'd gladly pay gold coins for it!"

In the frontier kingdoms, life is harsh, and people do not adhere strictly to etiquette.

At this moment, the envoy, overcome with excitement, forgot his earlier pretense.

If this electric fan was a gift, he had already decided to visit the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince's estate tonight.

Even if the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince let him spend the night at the estate, he'd accept.

And the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince laughed—laughing with great delight!

"Your Excellency, don't rush just yet. I must let several other envoys experience this device as well!"

Though eager, the envoy from Red Rock Duchy could only wait, since the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince had spoken thus.

Then, the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince waved his hand, and his servants turned the circular device in another direction.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The next moment, the second envoy also felt the refreshing gust, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"This… this sensation is truly marvelous!" He had previously thought the Red Rock envoy's reaction exaggerated.

But now, as the gust swept over him, he realized he had misjudged the Red Rock envoy.

For in this stifling heat, being struck by such a powerful wind was genuinely refreshing.

One could imagine how comfortable it would be to bring this magical device back to one's own kingdom.

"Alright! My turn now! Let me feel it too?"

"Yes! And me! Let me try as well!"

The other two envoys could no longer sit still and immediately urged the servants.

The servants, helpless, turned the magical electric fan again, directing the wind toward the other envoys.

As the gust vanished, the second envoy was abruptly pulled back from his bliss, glaring resentfully at the other two.

But remembering the device still belonged to the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince, he forced himself to hold back.

Yet from the gleam in his eyes, it was clear he had already set his sights on this magical device.

"Oh! It's truly refreshing! This magical device is amazing!"

"Exactly! This is definitely a treasure!"

Unsurprisingly, the other two envoys, upon feeling the wind, also closed their eyes in pleasure.

Where was their earlier disdain for the iron material?

They longed to rush forward and seize the wind-emitting magical disc right then and there.

Of course, beyond letting the envoys experience it, the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince generously allowed all the banquet guests to try it too.

After experiencing it, the nobles marveled at this strange circular device.

Though the Lion-Eagle Kingdom had four distinct seasons, summer was truly scorching.

If they could own this disc, summer would become bearable.

If there was one person in the hall dissatisfied with the disc, it was undoubtedly the Second Prince.

The wheel of fortune had turned—now it was his turn to wear a grim expression.

"Ha! Comfortable, comfortable, so incredibly comfortable! Mithras, when did you get something like this, and why didn't you tell me?"

"Don't you have more at home? Could you give one to me, Adri?"

Adri finally understood why Mithras had been so confident.

If the Second Prince's gift had struck the envoys' hearts,

then Mithras's wind-blown magical device had struck straight into the very core of their souls.

After all, envoys of such status would never be reduced to lacking water.

Thus, the Water Condensation Pearl was merely a decorative item, useful only for display.

But this magical device was different.

Envoys could use it year-round, and it was clearly new—rarer even than the Water Condensation Pearl. Bringing it home would elevate their prestige immensely.

Mithras gave Adri a disgusted look and stepped away from him.

"Don't be like that! I'll pay gold coins—won't that do?" Seeing he couldn't get it for free, Adri gave up.

Mithras finally spoke, "That's better. But if you want to buy it, you'll have to wait—I don't even know how many of these devices exist!"

"Huh? Mithras, are you serious? Where did you get this thing? With such a wonderful invention, alchemists should be racing to produce it!"

"Stormhold."

"What? S-Stormhold? This is also Gervas's…?" Adri nearly jumped out of his skin.

The telescope was one thing—it wasn't even a magical device.

But now this miraculous fan, and it was a magical device too.

Gervas was just a viscount, wasn't he?

How had he recruited alchemists?

And this wind-generating fan didn't seem like something any ordinary alchemist could craft.

Often, the output power of a magical spell is fixed.

Magical devices merely fix magical spells into patterns etched onto the object.

Thus, once activated, a fireball spell remains a fireball spell—it won't become a flamelet spell.

Similarly, a fireball spell won't turn into a dragon's breath.

In short, this wind was perfectly calibrated.

If a mage had already possessed such a spell, that would be understandable.

But if not, then the mage must have created it himself.

And creating a new spell? That is absolutely not something anyone can do casually.

For over millennia, every simple spell that could be created has already been created.

The spells still being created today? Only by geniuses.

Of course, it's not absolute.

This reminded Adri of a scandal that had rocked the capital months ago.

The Wood Mage's Escape Incident.

He was a once-celebrated genius mage.

But instead of honing his talent, he became obsessed with alchemy and fancifully modified the powerful Hurricane Spell.

He increased its wind force while reducing its damage—just enough to propel sails.

He succeeded—but his fate was tragic.

He spent a fortune on his experiments.

Yet no one bought his invention.

He has since vanished.

No one knows whether he truly escaped or was captured and secretly enslaved by some wealthy patron.

"Your Excellencies, what do you think of this magical wind fan?"

Fortunately, the hall was noisy, and Adri's exclamation drew little attention.

As his thoughts churned, the Crown Prince above, seeing the effect had been achieved, finally spoke calmly to the envoys.

At this moment, the Crown Prince was certain—tonight would proceed without incident.

The envoys' expressions and postures had made it clear.

And indeed, they had.

"Magical wind fan? That name fits perfectly—it's as if someone were constantly fanning cool air toward you, though this fan's breeze is several times stronger than human effort!"

"Exactly! Human fanning lacks consistent force and is uncomfortable. Even if we spared our aura-wielding subordinates to fan us, their aura still depletes!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, this magical wind fan is superb. May we ask—is it truly a gift?"

"Yes, Your Highness the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince, if it is a gift, we would be delighted!"

"Of course, if it is not a gift, we are willing to pay gold coins—please, Your Highness, allow us to purchase it! We would be eternally grateful!"

"Yes! We would be eternally grateful!"

The envoys repeated the Red Rock envoy's words.

And this time, all four requested together, with deep respect.

Each placed his right hand over his heart and bowed deeply to the Lion-Eagle Crown Prince as he spoke.