A mage? A spell engineer!

Chapter 408 Well-intentioned False Advertising!

In Rorschach's past life, there was a saying: "Seeing is believing." This saying reflects the underdeveloped state of both magic and technology at that time.

Fortunately, most people in this other world are simple and honest. After all, most mages would not stoop to deceiving ordinary people, or if they were deceived, they would never realize it in their lifetime.

Now, Rorschach is going to be the villain!

A market suddenly appeared in Kempson's rural area. People didn't know why; even though it wasn't market day, tents were set up and vendors were appearing. But since there were still a few days of leisure before spring planting, they figured they might as well take a look.

At first, the gathering proceeded normally, but suddenly two enormous creatures, each nearly three meters long, sprang out. Their bodies were entirely bare steel-colored, and they resembled four-legged crabs, strutting about aggressively. People initially tried to flee in terror, but soon someone called out:

Don't be afraid, this is Master Luo Xia's plowing beast. I've seen it on the mountain!

The giant beast indeed had no intention of attacking, and the originally scattered crowd gradually gathered again. After all, curiosity and the desire to watch a spectacle are human nature.

The constructed farm implements first bounced and spun around nimbly, then one used its "claws" to turn the soil, while another, equipped with different "claws," plowed the field on the spot.

People began to applaud, and some of the bolder ones stepped forward to inspect the giant beast's work, finding that it was indeed quite well done.

Behind the behemoth stood two young men, Bart and Rorschach.

Bart wasn't interested in farm tools: "Why should I come with you?"

"Because only the two of us know the fertility-inducing spell, and we'll need it for the upcoming promotional event. By the way, I'd like to ask you, why are you here?"

"That's a long story." After completing his mission, Bart felt that the special economic zone had great potential, so he began to leverage the financial power of his own chamber of commerce and the influence of the royal family:

At the time, Bart was a "conscripted garrison mage". After completing the mission of escorting refugees with the army, he chose to be bound to the army responsible for the escort and became a temporary army mage.

After the formalities were completed, the city hall "coincidentally" suggested that the area where the homeless gathered might have poor security and that troops needed to be stationed there permanently. The king nodded in agreement, and he, the temporary "military mage," naturally became Kempson's temporary resident mage.

The logic is sound, the process is seamless, the procedures are complete, and there are no signs of Photoshop manipulation.

Upon receiving the notification, Rorschach immediately dragged Bart over to help.

Luo Xia couldn't help but complain, "Isn't it a waste to go through all that trouble to switch from a big city like Würzburg to a small border town?"

"In the Empire's records, my post is still Würzburg. My current posting to Kempson is simply because 'the Kingdom's security situation has changed and is facing severe challenges,' and they need my support for local security."

"I'm perfectly fine here. Are you just here to boost your resume by going to the grassroots and assisting the border regions?" Before Rorschach could launch his second tirade, Bart looked back with a hint of dejection:

"But I really went through a lot of trouble. I finally became the representative of the Trade Alliance, but once the war broke out, the Duma River Alliance became a mere shell of its former self. The country no longer needed it either, because a behemoth had devoured all the old guilds."

As he finished speaking, a hint of resentment crept into his words. Only then did Rorschach recall that several of the pillar guilds of Byrne had come from there. In any case, he remembered that the only remaining brewing guild seemed to have also declined after the wartime food rationing.

Good! Good!

"In that case, how about running for a seat on the Special Administrative Region's Autonomous Committee?"

Bart's eyes lit up: "You support me?"

"Of course, I trust you to handle things, brother." Since he enjoys dealing with refugees so much, let Bart show off his skills. The more seats he holds on the committee, the easier it will be for Rorschach to implement his goals.

"Good! Good brother, Amelia will be happy now. One in the south and one in the north, they complement each other."

"Wait a minute, I don't know what you're talking about."

"You're my good brother, so I'll support you and tell you. Amelia isn't satisfied with just being a princess, she..."

"Stop, it's our turn." Rorschach ended the conversation; thankfully, they were communicating using [Communication] spells.

The demonstration of the constructive farm implement was complete. He and Bart jumped onto the implement, attracting everyone's attention from their elevated position.

From the crowd, the same voice that had been urging everyone to calm down shouted, "Look, it's Mage Rorschach and Mage Hart!"

You shill, you can't even remember my name, I'll dock your pay later!

Although the extras weren't great, it didn't hinder Rorschach and Bart's performance:

They first took out wheat seeds, then took out bags of fertilizer from their storage rings, and used [Mage's Hand] to pick up the compound fertilizer and pour it into their hands.

The compound fertilizer used in the demonstration was properly formulated with nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium. The substrate was similar to soil, and it even felt like soil when poured onto the hand.

Bart almost vomited when he smelled the ammonia fertilizer. Only then did Rorschach realize that he had been so engrossed in their conversation that he forgot to remind his good friend to put on the [air filter].

After masking the smell, the performance continued, and Rorschach shouted, "Folks, I just planted a wheat seed on my hand! Watch closely!"

Barth summoned water and gently watered the wheat seeds.

Then, as Rorschach shouted "Big! Big! Big!", the wheat seeds in their hands seemed to be accelerated, sprouting, budding, producing ears of wheat, and flowering right before everyone's eyes.

Then the short-lived flowers close and begin to bear fruit. The whole plant turns yellow and withered, but the ears of wheat are already heavy and full, bending the stalks.

There's no such thing as seedling burn or pests. With fertilizer and the violent ripening effect of the "Resurrection" spell, the results are very direct.

"A miracle!" Dog Tout started stirring things up again.

"Too extravagant!" Rorschach was heartbroken, but the effect was quite good; everyone was very engaged. Rorschach and Bart passed the two hastily harvested wheat stalks down the aisle. The onlookers in the front row trembled as they received them, examined them carefully, and then passed them on to the next person.

Are the wheat ears plump and full?

"full!"

"Wouldn't you like all the crops in the fields to grow this well?"

"Of course I want to! Who wouldn't?"

"Then come and buy our fertilizer! Alchemy fertilizer. Even though you don't know magic, alchemy fertilizer can still make your crops grow exceptionally well!"

Luo Xia clarified that the results just mentioned were for reference only, and while the fertilizer he was promoting could not accelerate wheat growth, it could increase everyone's grain production.

Rorschach admitted that he was suspected of false advertising, but claimed that his intentions were good.

Then, the agricultural cooperative's salespersons explained the rules for renting and selling farm tools and how fertilizers were sold to farmers, and presented a policy of using future harvests as collateral and paying back later.

Finally, they pulled out their trump card: all farmers who signed an agreement could take five eggs home.

The market was immediately filled with a joyful atmosphere.

How many more shows do we need to do on tour?

"Kempson has twelve large villages; we can visit four today, plus Lancaster."

"Give me my wages, you bastard!" Bart couldn't help but sniff his hands that had been holding the fertilizer, and wanted to smear them on Rorschach's face.

Rorschach remained calm: "Seats on the Autonomous Committee."

"I suddenly realized that supporting rural development is a very important and meaningful activity." Bart's expression became solemn and resolute.

(End of this chapter)