Chapter 94: Feed Me With a Spoon? (2)

Normally, Fordman regularly traveled to trade cities in other countries.

The visit to Archia Port Village had originally been scheduled for several months later than now.

Naturally, Glivern found this odd.

“A new trade route has opened, so I had to come on a different schedule,” Fordman explained.

“A new trade route?”

Glivern tilted his head, not understanding the reason.

“It’s because of an important deal. Could we discuss it somewhere quiet first?”

“Of course! This way, please!”

Guided by Glivern, Fordman, Jade, and Caldein went up to the second floor.

There were plenty of employees working for the trading company there.

They all entered Glivern’s room at the far end.

“I apologize for not introducing myself to the other two sooner. I am Glivern Ratea, the owner of this trading company.”

“I am Knight Jade.”

“I am Mage Caldein.”

Glivern stared at Fordman, silently asking for an explanation through his eyes.

Fordman immediately explained about them.

“Ah! They belong to the company that appointed our Fordman Trading Company as their agent. They are responsible for guarding me and the goods.”

“I see. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Shall we get to the main topic, then?”

Listening to his question, Fordman pulled out bundles of parchment bound like books from the bag he had brought.

“These are the products I am selling.”

“Products? Are these perhaps new cooking recipes?”

Glivern thought so because they looked like sheets of parchment.

Fordman tilted his finger.

“Here! Take a look. The items are large and heavy, so I couldn’t bring them in person. These pamphlets are a substitute!”

“Pam…phlets?”

The pronunciation wasn’t difficult, but Glivern had never heard the word before and found it unfamiliar.

“You can think of them as booklets introducing the products.”

“Ah~! Even this is a clever product.”

“If you like, Ratea Trading Company can produce these as well. Now, let me introduce the first product!”

The parchment pamphlet was opened.

“What is this?”

It had a very unusual shape.

Glivern’s question, full of curiosity, made Fordman smile broadly.

“This is a flush toilet.”

“A toilet?”

“Yes, for bathrooms. It’s installed there for use.”

Toilets on the Phalon Continent were simple structures in the bathrooms on each floor, letting waste drop straight down.

Naturally, the smell was strong, and the hygiene was poor.

But the toilet that Raion had designed was on a completely different level.

“How does it work?”

Glivern’s curiosity grew without amusement.

“The waste is washed away by water flowing through a specially designed channel. It’s far superior to the toilets we used to have!”

“You’re saying such a structure is possible?”

“The exterior comes in various colors and designs. Royalty, nobles, or commoners can purchase and install them according to their preference.”

“Wow…! But where does the waste go through the channels?”

In 21st-century Earth, where Raion came up with the idea, drainage and purification facilities were thoroughly maintained.

However, on the Phalon Continent, there were no proper drains, let alone full water systems.

So there were professions solely for removing accumulated waste.

Of course, Raion solved that problem without difficulty.

“The most important value of this product lies precisely in that. Even the earliest toilets faced serious issues like this.”

Fordman paused slightly, and Glivern’s eyes grew impatient.

“Hurry up and tell me! What exactly is it?”

“Hahaha! You just place a wooden board engraved with the 4-Circle Purification magic ‘Clear,’ developed in Dragonia, into the waste storage, and that’s it!”

“You mean a magical tool engraved with the 4-Circle Purification spell ‘Clear’?”

Purification magic ‘Clear’ was 4-Circle and had a difficulty comparable to a 5-Circle ritual.

Its effect was to decompose poisoned waste or contaminated substances.

Because of its high difficulty and infrequent necessity, most mages never learned it.

Moreover, mastering it was extremely difficult.

“That’s right. With just that, the waste in the storage will be purified into clean water immediately.”

“But doesn’t a magical tool require a user?”

Glivern, as the owner of the famous Ratea Trading Company, had keenly noticed the crucial point.

“Of course, there’s a method. The wooden board engraved with the purification magic that goes into the storage is made of Steeloud. And with Dragonia’s special processing technique, the magic activates automatically when waste is generated.”

With that, Fordman pulled out a wooden board about 4 cm square from his coat.

“This is it?”

“Yes. If you have doubts, I can demonstrate it for you now.”

Fordman’s confidence prompted Glivern to call someone from outside.

“Bring the waste jar we use in our bathroom here.”

“Yes?”

The men repeated, thinking they had misheard.

“The waste jar, I said.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes, indeed.”

They could have gone outside to try it themselves, but since this was a crucial part of the product, caution was necessary.

Scratching their heads at the order, the men went outside.

Not long after, they returned carrying jars about waist-high.

When the lids were opened, they were filled with filthy waste.

“Ugh―!”

Since these were real bathroom jars, the stench was overwhelming.

“Let’s conduct the experiment quickly.”

Fordman hurriedly threw the Steeloud wooden board into the jar.

The lid was left open so that the process could be observed.

After a short while, the waste began to stir, and the dark, sticky appearance gradually faded.

Soon enough, the waste was completely transformed into clean water.

“So it’s true! How can it work like this…!”

Glivern stared into the jar in awe.

Inside floated a few miscellaneous pieces of trash in the clean water, along with the Steeloud wooden board.

“Isn’t this amazing? If you install a channel and a mesh at the top of the jar, you can filter out the trash and use the water separately.”

The greatest advantage of the ‘Clear’ magic was precisely that.

It could purify any waste into drinkable water.

However, magic or curses above 4-Circle strength could not be purified.

“This will definitely sell! How much will you sell it for? Or, will you sell the manufacturing method?”

To him, the flush toilet was an incredible product.

He was certain it would shake the continent, even beyond its commercial value.

“The manufacturing method can be sold. But you must purchase what we brought as well. How about it? Also, the wooden boards engraved with the purification magic can only be made by us. That method will never be disclosed.”

Glivern retrieved the purification board floating on the jar water.

Examining it closely, it was difficult to discern how the ritual had been engraved on the tiny board.

“In that case, the creator must remain a secret. Did Caldein back there make it?”

He asked, suspecting, since he had heard he was a mage.

“I did not.”

“Really? Incredible. If you at least provide the manufacturing method for the toilet, I will offer the maximum price for the boards.”

“The price per board is 1 gold each.”

“1 gold? That cheap?”

Fordman smiled at his question.

“This will change bathrooms across the entire continent. If the foundation is expensive, only royalty and nobles will use it. And such a product is better sold widely rather than in small quantities.”

Glivern immediately understood his point.

“I understand perfectly. I was only considering the product’s value.”

“Do you think it’s possible?”

“Hmm… certainly. If it spreads across Archia, Edina, and other kingdoms, it will have a tremendous impact.”

“Shall we move on to the next product?”

Finally, the explanation of the first product was complete.

“Ah! I see. It was so remarkable from the start that I was distracted. What’s next?”

Fordman turned the parchment pamphlet to the next page.

There was a teapot-shaped product drawn on it.

Glivern could not fail to recognize it.

“Isn’t that a teapot?”

“Yes. It’s a teapot with temperature control. The name is iPot.”

“If it controls temperature, is it a magical tool?”

“I’ll show you the actual item.”

Fordman pulled the iPot from his bag.

Glivern looked it over, and at first glance, it seemed no different from a normal teapot.

“How does it control temperature?”

“First, watch.”

Fordman poured the jar water into the iPot.

Then he pressed the blue button on the top of the handle.

The button lit up, then went off after a moment.

After checking, Fordman poured the iPot water into a cup.

“Feel it.”

“All right.”

Glivern put his hand into the cup.

“It’s cold?”

“Keep watching.”

This time, he pressed the red button below the blue one.

After a short delay, steam rose from the spout.

“Did it get hot?”

“Yes.”

Fordman poured the hot water into another cup.

Steam rose as before.

“How can it have this function…! Truly amazing!”

There had been similar magical tools, but they could only heat water, never cool it.

Moreover, no teapot existed that could only chill water.

The iPot combined both functions.

Hence, the name was derived from ‘Ice’ and ‘Fire’—iPot.

“Where exactly is this Dragonia? I’ve made countless trades, but I’ve never seen a place with such magical technology!”

“Ahem! How could I reveal my trade secrets? But I’ll do my best to introduce these good products through Ratea Trading Company.”

Fordman restrained Glivern’s curiosity, though Glivern’s questions only grew.

“Could it be the Dior Empire? No, if such magical technology had come from there, word would have spread…”

Glivern muttered to himself, speculating about Dragonia, but ultimately learned nothing.

For now, he could not even imagine that such products were made in the Canel Kingdom.

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