Chapter 85: Hometown of Prodigal Sons (part two)
We went to a room that was left as it was when we prepared the lunch earlier.
Tirnanog and I, and also Auguste our guest of honor, made a bee line to the big table.
Auguste looked on with great interest at Gilbert’s belongings that were piling up on the chair that was pushed to the corner.
“Magic scrolls and Flora Magica illustration book, huh. This place is like a mage’s workshop.”
“Yes, that’s roughly correct.”
Gilbert was an alchemist who had also took a class about magic, so it was not that far from the truth.
Scrolls and illustration books were the belongings of Gilbert’s partner who was a mage.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
While I was talking with Auguste about such a thing, Harold who was wearing an apron came into the room.
On the hand-made silver tray, there were porcelain tea cups with a blue pattern on them that had just been created by Gilbert as prototypes.
The painting was simple due to making it in a hurry, but the fine brushwork was something to be expected from a craftsman.
The teapot was a porcelain made of white ceramic glaze which generally appears on the market.
He probably wanted to mold the prototype in a short time, so he avoided making a teapot with complicated shape.
This made the exquisiteness of the material used for the cups stood out.
Harold arranged the cups in front of each person and poured in the tea.
The dark orange color drawn by the tea he chose further complemented the whiteness of the porcelain.
“Here you go, Your Highness Auguste.”
“Heeh, I thought it was a jade bowl cut out from a mutton fat jade from the distance, but it’s not. This is an artifact.
Of course it’s not pottery either. It’s too thin and it’s obvious if I compare the color tone.
I remember. I have seen something similar to this in the treasury.”
Auguste raised the corner of his lips a little and smiled happily.
“Erica, the one who was hiding the white porcelain alchemist I heard from rumors, was it you?”
“No way. We were just collaborating when I met him by chance.”
“That was also……a mysterious coincidence, huh.”
As expected, I couldn’t say that our connection was made by chance while I was crushing my death flag.
I laughed ambiguously to gloss over it.
Auguste lifted the cup and brought it to his mouth quietly with graceful movements.
This prince’s style looked like a beautiful girl as usual, he became a painting just by drinking tea.
A certain cat would have wanted the still of such a scene.
While he was putting down the cup in his hand, he murmured calmly.
“Speaking of porcelain, I thought that it was only ridiculous items that seemed to be held in the treasury.
For example, a large vase about a person’s height, or a big plate where a crouching child can hide their entire body.
However, this one is like a jewel that fits in my hand.”
“I’m pleased that you like it.”
“Aa, the tea is also wonderful.”
Since it would be wasteful if it gets too cool, I also sipped my tea.
This black tea was a summer-pick Darjeeling that smells like muscat grape.
Refreshing and had a strong flavor.
The smell and taste that the royal aristocracy of Ignitia seemed to like.
“And this picture is also very beautiful. It’s a white ceramic with blue pomegranate pattern.”
“You have discerning eyes. This is a classic pattern that was prevalent in the eastern continent, Zygos1, a long time ago, Your Highness.”
Harold added complementary information to Auguste’s careless remarks.
Thanks to painting with Gilbert, Harold was also getting deeper into the eastern culture.
“And then? How much should I buy this for?”
Auguste said straight away, while sending a provoking stare.
Although I thought that royalty and titled nobility with eyes for the beautiful would really get into porcelain, this starting topic was too to-the-point.
I reflexively wanted to shrink back, but I regained my composure and replied.
“This is still an experimental prototype, so we cannot sell it.
In any case, as this will be the main industry of the Nibelheim territory, you should be able to purchase vessels tailored to a variety of uses.”
“I see, that’s a shame. I can’t wait for the commercialization.”
“And besides, we plan to offer Auguste-sama a better vessel than this one.”
When I said so with a light smile, Auguste gazed into my eyes with a surprised expression.
“An offer? I feel somewhat included, but what are you plotting?”
“No, no, we just want to offer such things like large vase, ornamental plate, and tableware. It’s enough for us if you can use it normally.”
“Hm, it’s an especially rare beautiful vessel. It’s wasteful for the royal family to be the only one who enjoys this.
If this is used for tableware anyway, I would like to use it in a special place. I see……to make me think so, that’s your intention, huh.”
Auguste narrowed his eyes and looked at me confidently.
As expected he was a person with a good judgement.
“Erica, you are going to let the royal family know about the existence of porcelain in the continent.”
“Yes. I’m saved since this conversation will be quick.”
Auguste seemed to enjoy the secret plan.
It seemed that my strategy to fuel his curiosity and made him interested was successful.
“I would like to popularize porcelain as a product used by every level, not just as collections of the royal aristocracy.”
“Every level approach, huh……to what extent?”
“Literally every person can use it without distinguishing between rich and poor.”
“If we approach from that angle, the culture itself will change.
That is very interesting, how can we spread it to the people?”
“Trends come down from the top. If the royal family uses porcelain tableware, the noblemen who saw it would also wish for it.
Then, you would want a distinguished family in each field to enter and exit the noblemen’s houses.”
“Hmm, if every distinguished family uses it, it will also spread to the people, huh.”
The future where everyone would use porcelain, which Gilbert had envisioned in his mind.
What I was about to do was a little boost for that future.
“Sounds good. I may as well ride on your plan.”
“Thank you very much, Auguste-sama.”
“However, if I am to use it at a ceremony or a banquet, I would like a basis that can convince my father.”
“Should I explain its advantages and origin? Or is it for tea ceremony procedures?”
“If anything, I would like it to be appropriate for tea ceremony.
Perhaps if we show the actual thing, it would be easy for my father to attract individual interests.
However, in order to move His Majesty the King, I need another push.
To be more precise, I want a basis for my father to convince his retainers.”
Indeed, there was a reason for that demand.
Silverware was the main material used for the current banquet.
Although it had already become a mere formality by the advancement of magic, there were meanings in using silver such as to prevent poisoning2.
If it turned into tableware made of porcelain suddenly, they would want a reason.
One should hide one’s original aim and induced people’s consciousness with a topic that was easy to sympathize with.
If we needed such scenario, there was nothing but that subject matter.
“Without Auguste-sama, the porcelain could never be made again……how about it?”
“Ooh~, that’s interesting, but you cannot lie, lies are—”
“No, no, I wouldn’t dare. That’s the truth, you know?”
I briefly told Auguste the story of Gilbert’s escape.
Auguste was listening with an unreadable, mysterious expression.
“Hm, so the man named Gilbert of the Turm family was in the Island of Messenger at that time, huh.
What a strange coincidence.”
Auguste closed his eyes as he sipped his black tea from the thin porcelain cup.
His long eyelashes cast shadows on his white cheeks.
“Speaking of Turm family, is that the wealthy merchant family of Knot Reed, who was descended from a distinguished family of mages, that deals with shipbuilding and marine transportation?”
“And also maritime insurance and weapons production.”
“One of the most prominent northwestern family who owns Water Palace and is producing influential people in various fields.
The Turm family will declare Ignitia’s position as benefactor by offering porcelain as a form of repayment to the debt of gratitude received by their youngest son.
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