Chapter 266: This is also Gervas

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

"Of course! If it's not a gift, I'd still be willing to pay gold coins for it!"

In the border regions, where life is harsh, people do not place much emphasis on etiquette.

At this moment, the envoy, overcome with excitement, no longer cared for 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 heartily!

"Your Excellency, don't rush—I still need to let several other envoys experience this item!"

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

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

Hu hu hu!

The next moment, the second envoy also felt the refreshing gust, and involuntarily shivered with pleasure.

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

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

For under this sweltering heat, being struck by such a strong 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! 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 attendants.

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

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

But remembering the magical 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 delight.

Where was the earlier disdain for the iron material?

They longed to rush forward and snatch 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.

"Hah! Comfortable, comfortable, so incredibly comfortable! Marshal Mi Xiusi, 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, Adrie?"

Adrie finally understood why Marshal Mi Xiusi had been so confident.

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

then Marshal Mi Xiusi's wind-emitting magical device had struck straight into the very core of their hearts.

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 a new invention—rarer even than the Water Condensation Pearl. Bringing it home would elevate their prestige immensely.

Marshal Mi Xiusi gave Adrie a disdainful look and stepped farther 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, Adrie gave up.

Marshal Mi Xiusi 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 items exist!"

"Huh? Marshal Mi Xiusi, are you serious? Where did you get this thing? Such a wonderful item—why aren't the alchemists rushing to produce it?"

"Stormhold."

"What? S-Stormhold? This is also Gervas's…?" Adrie 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.

Gervas was just a viscount, wasn't he?

How did he recruit alchemists?

And this wind-emitting fan clearly wasn't something any ordinary alchemist could craft.

Often, the output power of magical spells is fixed.

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

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

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

In short, this perfectly tuned wind—

if a mage had already possessed such a spell beforehand, that would be one thing.

If not, then it must have been created by the magician themselves.

And creating a spell is certainly not something one can do casually.

Because over the centuries, all simple spells that could be created have already been invented.

Those still capable of creation today are none other than geniuses.

Of course, it's not absolutely true.

This reminded Adrien of a sensational event in the capital a few months ago.

That was the Wood the Magician's escape incident.

He was a famous genius magician.

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

He increased the wind's force while reducing its damage, just enough to propel sails.

He succeeded, but his fate was tragic.

Because he spent a massive amount of gold coins experimenting with his spell modification.

Yet no one bought it.

He has since vanished without a trace.

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

"Lords Envoys, what do you think of this magic fan?"

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

As his emotions churned, the Crown Prince above saw the effect had been achieved, and finally spoke calmly to the envoys.

At this moment, the Crown Prince was one hundred percent certain no further surprises would occur tonight.

Because the envoys' expressions and demeanor had already revealed everything.

Indeed, it was true!

"Magic Fan? That name fits perfectly—it's as if someone were constantly fanning cool air with a real fan, though this fan's wind is several times stronger than human effort!"

"Correct. Human-fanned wind is too weak and uncomfortable—even if we were willing to have our air-empowered subordinates fan us, their aura still depletes!"

"Your Highness the Griffon Crown Prince, this Magic Fan is excellent. May we ask—is this truly a gift?"

"Yes, Your Highness the Griffon Crown Prince, if it's a gift, we would love it dearly!"

"Of course, even if it's not a gift, we are willing to pay gold coins for it—Your Highness the Griffon Crown Prince, please grant us this favor! We would be eternally grateful!"

"Yes, we would be eternally grateful!"

The envoys repeated the Red Rock Envoy's words again.

And this time, all four requested simultaneously, with great deference.

Each placed their right hand over their heart and bowed deeply to the Griffon Crown Prince as they pleaded.