Chapter 14 (1/2)

Flower Farm had an even longer history than Flower Town did.

It all started eighteen years ago, when Leewilliam Tulip asked his knights to inspect the island and found a plantation of flowers here.

Two new varieties of tulips were growing exuberantly here.

For the Tulip family, tulips were their lifeline, so the earl moved his people here to plant tulips. Due to the inconvenient transportation, the earl decided to transplant the new tulips in Coral City, and Flower Farm was gradually abandoned.

Today, most flowers in the farm had been replaced by crops such as wheat and barley.

So, Liszt saw no flowers but only green seedlings of wheat here.

“My lord, there are only twenty acres of tulips left. The red ones are Saint Dans, in honor of the earl’s ancestors; the yellow ones are William I, in honor of the earl’s glory.” The manager, Victor, had complicated feelings.

The Flower Farm had a coverage of 800 acres in its heyday, but it had only 200 acres now, and 180 of which were growing wheat.

“They’re not magic medicine?”

“Regretfully, they are not magic medicine, so the earl barely picks the tulips here anymore. However, they will rise again. Look over there, my lord, there’s a black tulip like I’ve never seen before!”

Liszt looked at it. Indeed, the tulip was in a completely different color from the yellow and red tulips all around.

It was like a proud black swan that was preening itself in the midst of geese.

“Is it a magic medicine?”

“We don’t know yet, my lord.”

“I’ll take a look.” Liszt reached the black tulips through the common tulips. He touched the black petals. Immediately, he sensed a familiar yet strange quality.

His eyes glittered.

Liszt put on a smile of satisfaction. “It’s magic medicine!”

Magic medicines were incredible help for sorcerers, knights, and amazing artifacts.

Magic medicines had different prices depending on their effects, but the cheapest medicine cost more than one silver coin.

Liszt had never seen a magic medicine cheaper than a silver coin.

Owning a magic medicine meant owning tremendous wealth.

Now, the black tulip grew in Liszt’s dominion, and the wealth undoubtedly belonged to Liszt. According to the law, even the earl could not steal the lesser lords’ benefits. After they were enfeoffed, the small lords owned everything in their territory.

It seems that I have both an additional sum of wealth and a new home for the tulip elvish insects now. Liszt took a deep breath. It’s time that Flower Farm rises again!

He asked Manger Victor and his squires to withdraw from the field.

Squatting next to the black tulip, he calmed himself down.

Soon, vague mist appeared and twisted into words.

Mission accomplished. Reward: a new tulip.

Then, the misty words changed.

Mission: The declining Flower Farm seems to be at a turning point. The new black tulip, along with the tulip elvish insect, should be part of the renaissance. Please settle the elvish insect down. Reward: a monster cub.

The mission had been updated.