Sienna Vale shook her head without hesitation.
“No.
You know the rules of this world.
Anyone who drinks the Water of Nothingness becomes useless.
I can’t use magic, I can’t use battle Spiritual Energy either.” She paused, then added in a calm tone, “This is just an ability I got by accident.
It’s not something that can fight.
It only helps me store and take out things.”
Harold’s eyes dimmed slightly, as if he had still been holding onto the smallest hope.
But he quickly hid that disappointment and turned his attention to the thing on the table.
He picked up the radish carefully, like she was holding a rare gem.
He examined it from top to bottom, sniffed it, then took a bite.
His chewing was slow and serious.
When he finally swallowed, she nodded with certainty.
“Young Miss,” she said, “This is Magic Vegetable.”
Sienna Vale blinked.
“Magic… vegetable?”
Harold nodded.
“On the Ark Continent, vegetables are divided into two types.
Ordinary vegetables are eaten by civilians and slaves.
But nobles prefer magic vegetables.
Those plants contain a small amount of magical energy.
They can only grow in rich soil, and they need careful care.”
He tapped the radish lightly with his finger.
“However, Magic Radish is one of the most common magic vegetables.
It is also the cheapest among them.
The market price is about two silver coins per kilogram.”
Sienna Vale didn’t move, but inside her head, numbers exploded like fireworks.
Forty thousand kilograms.
One kilogram, two silver coins.
That meant eighty thousand silver coins.
Ten silver coins made one gold coin.
So that was eight thousand gold coins.
Sienna Vale’s throat tightened.
her heart beat faster, and even her fingertips felt hot.
Compared to selling it in the space store for five hundred gold coins, this wasn’t a profit anymore.
This was a robbery.
Harold frowned slightly as he stared at the radish again.
“But this Magic Radish is strange.
I have never seen one this big, and the taste is much stronger than normal.
Young Miss… where did you get it?”
Sienna Vale ignored the question and leaned forward, her eyes sharp.
“Grandpa Harold, do blue-eyed rabbits eat this?
And when people buy Magic Vegetable, do they buy the leaves too?”
Harold shook her head.
“When nobles buy Magic Vegetables, they don’t want the leaves.
The leaves taste rough.
Most people throw them away.
But blue-eyed rabbits love those leaves.
They can eat them all day.”
The moment Harold finished speaking, Sienna Vale stood up so quickly that her chair scraped against the floor.
She paced twice, unable to stop herself, her face glowing with excitement.
“Good… good… This is perfect,” she muttered, half laughing.
“This is really perfect.”
Harold’s face changed instantly.
The old butler stood up too, her voice filled with panic.
“Young Miss, what’s wrong?
Don’t scare this old slave!”
Sienna Vale turned around and laughed, waving her hand.
“I’m not crazy, Grandpa Harold.
I’m just… too happy.” She walked back to the table and stared at the radish like it was treasure.
“Tell me, is Magic Vegetable easy to sell?”
Harold calmed down slightly and nodded.
“Easy.
Very easy.
The continent has been peaceful these years.
Many civilians have enough money to buy some magic vegetables for their health.
Magic Radish is also very cheap, so it sells quickly.”
Sienna Vale sat down again and forced herself to breathe slowly.
Her excitement was still there, but she wrapped it tightly inside her chest.
Then she looked straight at Harold.
“Grandpa Harold, listen carefully.
I have forty thousand kilograms of Magic Radishes.”
Harold froze as if someone had struck him with a hammer.
His eyes widened, and for a second, he didn’t even blink.
“What… what did you say?”
Sienna Vale repeated calmly, “Soon, I will procure forty thousand more kilograms.
I want you to sell it.
The price can be a little cheaper; it doesn’t matter.
But it must be sold fast.
As fast as possible.”
Harold stood up, his hands trembling.
“Young Miss… eighty thousand kilograms?
That… that’s impossible!
Even big merchants don’t have that much stock.
Where did you get so many Magic Vegetables?”
Sienna Vale’s expression stayed steady, but her tone became firm.
“You don’t need to know where it came from.
You only need to do what I say,” she leaned forward slightly.
“Find a big buyer.
A serious buyer.
Tell them that I can provide four thousand kilograms every two days, as long as they have the ability to take it.”
Harold’s lips moved, but no sound came out at first.
His mind clearly couldn’t catch up with the words.
Then he swallowed hard and asked again, almost in disbelief, “Young Miss… is this really true?”
Sienna Vale nodded.
“It’s true.”
Harold’s breathing became heavier.
His eyes shone, not with greed, but with the kind of excitement a starving man feels when he sees food.
Sienna Vale then raised a finger.
“One more thing.
This must be done low-key.
The buyer must not know that the goods come from us.
If the wrong people notice, the House Vale will be crushed before we even stand up.”
Harold finally recovered his old sharpness.
He straightened his back, his expression turning serious.
“Yes.
I understand.”
Sienna Vale continued immediately, not giving Harold time to get lost in shock.
“And after you sell it, use the money to buy blue-eyed rabbits.
As many as possible.
Buy them in batches.
Buy them quietly.
Also buy feed, cages, anything needed.”
Harold nodded quickly.
“But Young Miss… why so many rabbits?”
Sienna Vale’s eyes narrowed.
“Because we are going to build a ranch.”
Then she pointed toward the mountain outside the castle.
“This iron mountain has abandoned dwarf mines, right?
Those tunnels can be cleaned and turned into rabbit pens.
They’ll be safe from wind and rain, and we won’t need to build much.
Once the rabbits start breeding, we’ll have meat, we’ll have hides, and we’ll have something to sell every month.”
Harold’s face flushed.
He suddenly understood.
A steady income.
A foundation.
Not a one-time sale, but a path to survival.
His hands clenched into fists.
“Young Miss… This plan is good.
Very good.”
Sienna Vale nodded.
“Then do it.”
Harold was already about to rush out, but Sienna Vale stopped her again.
“Oh, and also one more thing, Grandpa Harold.
Don’t let the slaves waste time moving supplies today.
Have them clean the mines immediately.
Clear the tunnels, remove rocks, sweep out filth, and make space.
The faster we finish, the faster we can start raising rabbits.”
Harold’s eyes flashed.
He now understood Sienna Vale’s ability even more.
If Sienna Vale could store things like that, then supplies didn’t need to be moved at all.
They could be hidden instantly.
He nodded hard.
“Understood.”
Then Harold’s entire aura changed.
He looked like the old butler of a great noble family again, not a tired old man trapped in exile.
His voice became sharp and commanding as he turned toward the others.
“Wood!
Stone!
From now on, you do not leave the Young Miss’s side for even one step.
Protect her with your lives!”
Wood and Stone immediately straightened and answered in one voice, “Yes!”
Harold turned again.
“Mirella!
Tiara!
Watch those slaves carefully.
Make them work fast.
The mines must be cleaned in the shortest time possible.
If anyone dares to slack off, punish them immediately!”
Mirella and Tiara both responded, still stunned.
“Yes!”
Harold finally looked at Sienna Vale.
“Young Miss, I will leave immediately.
I must go out personally for this matter.
It will take several days.”
Sienna Vale nodded.
“Go.”
Harold didn’t waste another second.
He turned and strode out of the dining hall like a man whose blood had returned to his veins.
The moment the door closed behind him, the entire room felt quieter.
Sienna Vale leaned back in her chair and let out a slow breath.
She could tell what Harold had done before.
The old man had probably turned all the family money into supplies to force Sienna to stay here, to prevent her from gambling and wasting everything away.
It wasn’t cruelty.
It was survival.
But now, Sienna Vale didn’t need that kind of desperate protection anymore.
Now she had a weapon far sharper than any sword.
Mirella, still unsettled, stepped closer and asked softly, “Young Miss… are you hungry?
You haven’t eaten properly since morning.”
Sienna Vale shook her head.
“I ate half of that Magic Vegetable earlier.
I’m still full.”
Mirella’s eyebrows rose, as if Sienna Vale had said she ate stones.
“How can that be enough?
You are the Young Miss.
You need proper food.”
Before Sienna Vale could argue, Mirella had already turned and marched toward the kitchen like a general going to war.
Sienna Vale sighed helplessly.
“Mirella, at least take the Magic Vegetable with you.
Use it in cooking.”
Mirella stopped, nodded, and picked up the radish before disappearing into the kitchen.
Tiara stayed behind, silent as always.
Wood and Stone stood like statues near the wall.
Sienna Vale looked at the three of them and felt a strange emptiness.
The castle was too quiet.
Too few voices.
Too few people she could talk to.
She asked Tiara, “Tiara, bring me some Keya.
I’m thirsty.”