Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 666 - 490: Advancing into the Three Rivers Region_2

Chapter 666: Chapter 490: Advancing into the Three Rivers Region_2

Gaven showed them around Weizemay Manor, taking them through areas that were less private, hosted a dinner for them, and took the opportunity to show off his skills by mixing a Heart-Viewing Cocktail for each guest, the ordinary kind. Even with Special Abilities, using Wine for Friendship is about creating an atmosphere, and at a business banquet like this, even Gaven himself couldn’t muster too much affection—so how could he affect anyone else?

Nevertheless, all four couldn’t stop praising the Heart-Viewing Cocktails and were even more enthusiastic about Ghost Grape Wine.

Throughout the conversation, they still wanted to negotiate a trade of warhorses for Ghost Grape Wine with Gaven.

Gaven steadfastly refused to budge, only agreeing privately to give them a few bottles as a personal collection. Pre-orders were out of the question.

There were plenty of warhorse sellers in the world, but Ghost Grape Wine was unique to him alone.

Moreover, he hadn’t planned on buying horses for life—setting up his own horse farm was the real goal.

The Valley was known for its vast, sparsely populated land; even if he relocated tens of thousands from Darama, it was estimated that they wouldn’t even fill the bend region of the Three Rivers Region, let alone other areas.

The Fae Race under his command held an advantage in Demon Cultivation of warhorses.

The warhorses he bought from the Anfield Village Horse Farm Owners would be the stock for his new horse farm.

This was a two-birds-with-one-stone situation, as he could claim that the warhorses were for bringing Darama immigrants to the Valley, or that the immigrants brought the warhorses into the Valley.

Afterwards, Gaven did not return to Anfield Village with Mage Anbala and the others, but chose to stay in Weizemay Manor, because the heavy rain was not an ordinary downpour—it was the onset of the Comanso rainy season.

No one knew how long the rain had been falling; the water level of Yewen Pond and Ashaba River had risen more than half a meter.

And this was only the beginning, as these rainy days would last at least a month.

Given the surrounding geography, such weather wasn’t out of the ordinary.

Comanso was surrounded by Moon Sea, Giant Dragon Bay, Sea of Fallen Stars, and Dragon Lake on three sides, while the only land to the west was completely barricaded by Giant Dragon Ridge Mountains, Mokou Mountain Range, and Thunder Mountain Range.

Other wind directions were manageable, but as soon as the autumnal east winds became frequent, a large amount of moisture would be brought into Comanso’s skies. Blocked by the mountains, it could easily turn into heavy rainfall.

"How many days has this rain been falling?" Gaven asked Estelle, who was carefully following at his side.

"Today is the third day," Estelle replied.

"Why didn’t you inform me?" Gaven’s expression turned somewhat grim.

Estelle’s head drooped so low it nearly disappeared into her bosom as she timidly said, "I’m sorry, my lord, I have failed in my duties; please punish me."

"I’m asking you, why didn’t you inform me when the rainy season started?" Gaven frowned and said, "Where do you think you have failed in your duties?"

Estelle’s voice grew even weaker, less confident, "We already dug drainage ditches around our vineyard and it’s protected by magic, so the rainy season hasn’t had any effect on our grapes, that’s why... I didn’t inform you, my lord... It’s my failure, please punish me..."

Gaven sighed and said, "In this matter, it’s not just you who has neglected duties, I have as well. Some things are too much to ask for. From now on, you focus on the production of Ghost Grape Wine and the general accounts I’ve given you, there’s no need for you to involve yourself in other matters."

Compared to Daphne, Estelle’s management level really fell short. He couldn’t rest easy with her handling the entire Three Rivers Region, even though he had been providing her with resources for training recently. However, some aspects of her personality were already set and couldn’t be changed.

She could never become a competent manager, much less a cunning politician like Daphne.

But she was incredibly meticulous and earnest, and with her current special status, she could be used as an internal financial manager. He would see how she performed with training tailored in that direction.

"Yes, my lord," Estelle acknowledged, hesitated for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "my lord, may I ask where exactly I have failed in my duties?"

"You have a good willingness to learn," Gaven patiently explained, "You’ve been negligent in focusing solely on the vineyard and forgetting that we have a new village under construction. With this continuous heavy rain, construction there would be impossible. Luckily, I returned halfway, otherwise the work there would have been delayed as long as the rain lasted."

"I see, it indeed was my failure," Estelle acknowledged wholeheartedly this time, truly not having considered that aspect.

Regarding whether Gaven had a way to deal with the heavy rain, she had no doubt at all. She was no longer the naive lady of the manor with little world experience; she knew just how miraculous magic could be, especially higher-level spells which often turned the unimaginable into reality, including Manipulation of Weather.

"This fault lies primarily with me, not only for placing you in an unsuitable position but also for not equipping you immediately with the means of prompt communication. Take this—starting now, you should check every four hours to see if any new letters or items have appeared. These will contain my latest arrangements and orders. Regarding matters of the manor, from the major to the minor, you can write them down and place them inside. I’ll check them when I have time."