Chapter 228 What do you mean?! I'd rather be deported! ...
"You said before that your caravan could provide 237 types of water-based magical fabrics?" the lord of the Sinful Lands asked with a smile.
The water sprite immediately said, "My lord, I have a high-level weaving badge. As long as there are enough magical materials, I can weave 202 of these 237 water-based magical fabrics for you. Among them, I have helped improve 58 magical fabrics, and the crafting formulas for 23 of these magical fabrics belong to me. I am willing to offer you the formulas for these 23 magical fabrics. Please allow me to become your subject!"
The high priestess's position allowed Dedemarin to barely climb into the ruling class. Years of experience traveling for business had broadened her horizons, and her firsthand experience with advanced healing magic arrays and the taste of magical cuisine had a profound impact on her. However, the biggest reason that finally convinced her to join the Land of Sin was not just these things—
She, as the high priestess, had never used advanced healing magic, but in the Land of Sin, there were numerous medical rooms engraved with advanced healing magic arrays, which were open to the common people free of charge;
Magical cuisine is so expensive that even she, as the captain of a caravan, couldn't bear to eat it. Yet, these magically imbued meals can be served casually in the Land of Sin, and even ordinary visitors like them can enjoy them. The flower fairies serving the dishes didn't even show the slightest envy, which means that magical cuisine is definitely a staple on the tables of ordinary people!
The vast majority of human rulers that Dedemarin had encountered possessed souls as dark as demons. Even if the harvested grain from their territories was piled up in warehouses to rot and become infested with worms, they would not share even a single grain with the common slaves who were about to starve to death.
The lord of this land of sin before her possessed an unbelievably pure and innocent soul, while every single flower fairy she had encountered in the past few days was brimming with magic and had rosy complexions!
The fairy kingdom doesn't seem as cruel and ruthless as the human kingdom, but along with its enormous population comes ever-present hunger and poverty.
Why are fairy caravans scattered across the entire continent? Why are fairies always so keen on waging war? Because only through trade and war can fairies obtain more food and resources!
The riches of the land of sin have exceeded Dedemarin's imagination.
If she were the Patriarch, she would probably have been tempted to consider whether it would be better to unite with neighboring countries and risk angering the elves to attack, or to block the news and coordinates of the Sinful Land and preemptively establish trade relations with the land's inhabitants.
But she was just an old priestess with no children and not many years left to live. Those important matters were none of her concern. She couldn't wait to stay in this rich and prosperous land and enjoy her old age.
Thinking of something, Dedemaline quickly spoke up: "My lord! The Pupthorpe caravan has the blueprints for the latest textile machine. That textile machine has been improved by the wind-elemental dragon, and it is very easy to use. It is the fastest and best textile machine on the market!"
The wind sprite who was mentioned gritted her teeth and couldn't help but glare at the water sprite. What did Dedemarin mean by that? She knew perfectly well that the blueprints for this textile machine were not for sale!
However, Dedemaline hadn't finished speaking—
“Barbaria is an alchemist, she can help you craft this textile machine! By the way, sir, you don’t need to worry about magical materials. Qinqinlar’s caravan deals in materials, and you see, she’s wearing all of their spatial rings and bracelets!”
Barbaria: "?"
Qinqin Laer: "?"
Dedemarin, what do you mean by this?!
Shu Xin almost laughed when she heard this, but she held back and turned her gaze to the three wind fairies who were looking shocked.
Barbaria felt a headache coming on. Facing the lord's scrutinizing gaze, she forced herself to speak:
"My lord, I am indeed an alchemist, but I am only a novice alchemist. Even the most basic spinning machine of the Wind Chime Dragon Caravan requires an intermediate alchemist to craft, let alone the latest model... Of course, I would be happy to serve you! Our Golden Feather Caravan has two advanced alchemists!"
Under Barbaria's tense gaze, the lord nodded slightly, neither confirming nor denying: "I will consider it."
Next, it was Qinqinlaer's turn to speak. This 120-year-old wind sprite, who was traveling outside, remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking:
“My lord, the magical materials I carry with me can only be used to forge two textile machines at most. If you need more magical materials, please allow me to contact my family. They can bring more magical materials. If we only need to forge this latest model of textile machine, our family savings can forge at least one hundred machines for you. Of course, we are also happy to become your loyal subjects.”
Feeling confident of victory, the water sprite couldn't help but glance at the wise elder. Compared to the elder's grand gesture of bringing his entire family and their entire treasury to join the Land of Sin, she was just a lone commander, and even with twenty or so magical fabric recipes, it was truly pathetic...
Barbara's expression turned bitter after hearing Qinqinlar's words.
Qinqin Laer's caravan was a family caravan. She was not only the caravan captain but also the matriarch of the clan. The fact that she could keep the caravan's supplies by her side was enough to demonstrate her status and position. Qinqin Laer was naturally qualified to control the direction of the entire clan.
But Barbaria is just an ordinary fairy who wouldn't stand out even in a group of fairies. She can't be as decisive as Dedemarin in abandoning her homeland and turning to the land of evil, nor can she make decisions on behalf of the entire caravan or even the entire family like Qinqinlar. What should she do...?
Barbaria was simply bewildered and helpless, while Popsorp felt nothing but despair and despair.
By the wind god! How did things get to this point! If she had known it would turn out like this, she would have preferred to be expelled from the country by Ganar's patrol!
When they were ambushed by the white dwarf army, Pupthorpe knew that their identity as spies had been exposed. She was prepared to die in the gunfire, but she was not afraid because she was sacrificing herself as a warrior on the battlefield. Her children and family would receive the rewards and honors they deserved.
When the water sprite teleported him away, Popsopp felt incredibly lucky. After all, who would want to die if they could live?
After realizing that they had been accidentally teleported to the Kingdom of Ganar, the reason why Popsop brought up the Land of Sin and even took out the spatial coordinates of the Land of Sin was actually to take this opportunity to gather more information about the Land of Sin.
She never expected that Dedemarin would suddenly decide to join the Land of Sin, and that Qinqinlar would also stay. Barbaria was indecisive, and she probably wouldn't be able to leave either...
And she also has the blueprints for the latest textile machine—if she hands them over, she will definitely be punished for treason!
By the wind god! If time could be reversed, she would gladly be banished from the country by the patrol envoy!
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Author's note: By the way, the aging pattern of fairies (excluding the current flower fairies) is "negligible aging", which is based on some birds in reality, that is, they maintain youthful vitality after adulthood, and only age rapidly before death.
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