These Aren't Crafts

"These products are very good. I think they'll be very popular."

The Fairy Folk representative neither confirmed nor denied it. "I wonder what other products you have brought besides these? May we take a look at the next truck?"

"Of course."

Kels smiled and led him over to the next truck.

Seeing the neatly arranged assortment of utensils inside, the Fairy Folk representative was somewhat surprised. "Your Rost Territory Group Company also produces these crafts?"

"Crafts? No, no, no. These aren't crafts. They're merely everyday utensils. Put simply, however many you need, we can produce. We guarantee that every product will be exactly the same quality."

Kels waved his hands repeatedly.

The Fairy Folk representative was clearly stunned. He turned his gaze toward the neatly stacked utensils and, upon closer inspection, suddenly discovered that many of the patterns were exactly identical.

It seemed that every box contained the same design.

These items, which had once been made only by master craftsmen, could actually be mass-produced by the Rost Territory Group Company?

And judging by the looks of it, the output did not seem low at all.

The Fairy Folk representative was truly shocked this time.

Yet even as he was shocked, he thought of another issue. "Crafts have one price, while ordinary utensils have another."

"Of course. We never intended to sell these things as crafts."

Kels did not seem to care. "To be honest, if we devoted ourselves fully to production, it would not be difficult to provide every intelligent life-form with a full set."

"You will see a very low quote."

These most basic utensils were originally meant to be the key to opening the door to Magitech Industrialization. As long as they did not lose money, that was enough.

Viscount Rost understood this very clearly, so he