Otome Game Mob Villain

Chapter 663

"Thank you for your questions. Both of your concerns are quite valid. However, please don't misunderstand. Our proposal is that you view rice fields and wheat fields not as 'competitors' but in a form of 'coexistence.'"

"Oh? Not competition but coexistence, you say?"

"Rice yields are superior, aren't they? So shouldn't we convert all wheat fields to rice?"

Hapis responded with apparent interest, while Kamui pointed at the numbers in the documents and provocatively posed his question.

They're testing me.

Both wore fearless smiles at the corners of their mouths.

I slowly shook my head.

"I don't believe all of Zubera's land is suitable for rice paddies. Rather, by allowing wheat and rice to coexist according to their respective uses and climates, we can achieve both stability and diversity. That is my proposal."

After saying this, I grinned and continued, "And..."

"There's also no issue regarding the technology you mentioned. Have you all forgotten that my wife, Fara, is the princess of Renalt, an agricultural powerhouse?"

The venue buzzed momentarily.

Seeing the tribal leaders react like this to Fara's name made me inexplicably happy.

Without missing a beat, I continued in an impassioned tone:

"Currently, through her, we have secured formal agreements with the Renalt royal family for technical support and the dispatch of experts regarding rice cultivation. This will allow us to 'gradually and safely' introduce the entire process—from selecting farming tools, water management, planting, to harvesting."

Hapis and Kamui grinned and nodded knowingly.

Well, I had already briefed these two about most of this during the tribal chiefs' meeting.

If these two tribal leaders agreed, the other nobles would have no choice but to comply.

But forcing them to switch from wheat to rice without their genuine acceptance would never work.

Growing crops isn't as easy as it sounds.

Agriculture cannot succeed without the passion, love, ingenuity, and patience of those who tend to the crops daily.

Especially in this world where there's no farming machinery and everything relies on manual labor.

While murmurs of surprise spread among the nobles, some voices also grew excited.

I took a deep breath and smiled gently.

"The rest is up to all of you."

As the room buzzed, several nobles exchanged glances.

Then, one spoke hesitantly, "The idea sounds appealing, but..."

"There are too many practical challenges to actually implement it."

"Indeed. What about land surveys, irrigation investigations, and sourcing seedlings?"

"Even if we succeed in mass-producing rice, we lack processing technology. And even if we could process it, it'd be meaningless without buyers."

As concerns piled up, the atmosphere grew heavy again.

"Rest assured."

Chris, as if waiting for this moment, stood up with a dignified air and spoke clearly.

Placing a hand on her chest, she smiled gracefully.

"Starting a new crop is like launching a new business. It's natural for you to feel uneasy. But leave the securing of buyers, sourcing seedlings, and commercialization to me and the Christy Trading Company."

Her confident, fluent words cut through the heavy air.

The nobles' expressions softened, though half still looked skeptical.

Noticing this, Hapis spoke up with a troubled expression, "However..."

"Rice paddies require land surveys and irrigation investigations. While Renalt's support is appreciated, the kingdom is far away. Wouldn't it take too much time and effort?"

"True. The food crisis is urgent. If preliminary surveys require excessive time and labor, implementing this proposal would be difficult."

Kamui, arms crossed, nodded in agreement with a stern face.

"Leave the preliminary surveys to me."

Capella, who had been standing behind me, stepped forward and bowed.

"And you are?"

Hapis eyed her as Capella introduced herself, "I am Capella Didor, a dark elf from Renalt. Currently, I serve House Baldia under Lord Lid's command. With your permission, may I speak?"

"Very well. Proceed."

"Thank you."

With Hapis's approval, Capella continued, "I am fully versed in the necessary knowledge for rice cultivation—irrigation, soil, terrain analysis, and more. With your permission, I can identify potential paddy fields as early as today or tomorrow and begin coordinating with the kingdom."

The phrase "today or tomorrow" left the nobles momentarily stunned before murmurs spread.

Then, Amon raised his hand and stood up to add, "The foxkin territory will handle the production of farming tools for rice paddies. We can manage adjustments, forging, and distribution. Woodwork and metalworking are our specialties."

One after another, 'roadmaps' were laid out.

Even those who had been skeptical now wore serious expressions as they reviewed the distributed documents again.

"These aren't just numbers. They might actually pull this off."

"If successful, our agriculture will be transformed."

Some nobles huddled together, whispering in hopeful tones.

At this point, it's practically decided.

After subtly gauging the reactions, I turned to Hapis and Kamui, narrowing my eyes with a smile.

The next moment, Hapis's voice rang out boldly across the venue.

"Very well... It seems this isn't just a pipe dream built on numbers and sweet words, but a proposal grounded in objective data and reality."

"Indeed. Let's proceed with a trial phase. We'll implement it gradually in both the bovine and ursine territories and address any issues together. Lord Lid, does that suit you?"

As Kamui's solemn words hung in the air, silence fell.

Internally, I cheered, 'Yes, it's settled!' but outwardly, I maintained composure, flashing a confident smile.

"Thank you. Then let us work together to change the future."

Amid murmurs of approval from the nobles, I cleared my throat.

"Actually, the documents distributed today were produced using a new product developed in Baldia."

"A new product...?"

Even Hapis and Kamui didn't know about this.

Grinning, I introduced the typewriter, "Type-kun," just as I had with the raccoon-folk, and demonstrated its use.

Of course, it was a hit—but a certain problem emerged.

"...For humans and other tribes, it might be fine, but the buttons are a bit small for us."

"Ah, and the required force is tricky. My apologies."

The "Type-kun" placed before Hapis and Kamui had some buttons stuck from being pressed too hard.

"Yes... We'll think of a solution."

Facing their disappointment, I scratched my cheek with a wry smile.

The bovine and ursine tribes were larger in stature, making the buttons—designed for human fingers—somewhat small.

Moreover, their strength exceeded expectations, leaving some buttons permanently depressed.

Fortunately, I had brought spares, but Ellen and the others back in Baldia would probably scold me later.

Other nobles tried it too, but the posture required made their shoulders hunch uncomfortably, making prolonged use difficult.

Still, at least they recognized Type-kun's potential.

Since solving these issues on the spot was impractical, we agreed to take feedback for future improvements.

Thus, the meeting ended well—but there was still much to do in the bovine territory.

Getting information from Hapis about the bovine tribe's beastification.

Conducting land surveys for rice paddy development.

Yet, the first thing everyone insisted on was having me and Amon pose in our formal attire for a portrait in a separate room.

Seriously, aren't there more pressing matters?

As the artist's brush strokes filled the silence, Amon and I sighed deeply in unison."