"Heh heh! Roel, I'll remember that suggestion of yours! It's just that grapevines really are rather difficult to cultivate!" Nalant nodded, putting on an act once more.
He could hardly be blamed. He now understood that wine held a far more important status on the Sacred Continent than it did on Glory Continent.
That was because the wine culture of the Sacred Continent stood several tiers above that of Glory Continent.
Nalant had also guessed part of the reason. First, it naturally had to do with the nobles themselves.
The Sacred Continent was incomparably richer in products than Glory Continent, so the nobles here knew better how to enjoy themselves and had greater demand for consumables such as wine.
Second, Nalant guessed it was because of the dwarves.
The dwarves were practically the Sacred Continent's high-end arms dealers, and what dwarves loved most was fine wine. That had led the various principalities to take winemaking seriously in order to win over the dwarves!
"Mm, what a pity. If it had been over a hundred years ago, Nalant, planting your grapes wouldn't have been a problem at all. Back then, there were Plant Cultivators among the divine maidens."
"Those divine maiden cultivators could not only communicate with plants, but also speed up their growth. Their effectiveness was simply beyond comparison with Green Sprites!"
"Mm, that is indeed true!" Nalant nodded in agreement again.
Yet inwardly, he felt rather pleased. Wasn't this Plant Cultivator exactly Bessie, the Daughter of Luck?
Over the following days, Nalant remained in the dwarven settlement. Aside from training, he spent his time wandering around the settlement and learning the prices of all sorts of weapons and equipment.
Since he had come all this way to visit the dwarves, no matter what, he had to bring a