“Huh?”
Mirella blinked, even she was unable to hide her surprise.
She had already seen Sienna take out the radish, but this was different.
A water sphere this large disappearing like smoke made the ability feel even more terrifying.
Sienna closed her eyes for a second and sensed her space.
The water was there, stored neatly, stable as if it had never been part of a lake.
She opened her eyes again and let out a slow breath.
This space really contained heaven and earth.
It could store soil.
It could store water.
It could store anything.
And Sienna suddenly understood something important.
If she could store a lake’s water, then she could store a lake’s future too.
The black soil wasteland wasn’t hopeless after all.
Meanwhile, Mirella didn’t speak for a long time after the water ball vanished.
Her face stayed calm, but inside her heart, it was like a storm had exploded.
She was not some inexperienced girl.
Mirella was an eighth-level water magician, the kind of person who could walk into any kingdom and be treated like a noble guest.
On the Ark Continent, magicians were divided into ten levels.
The first three levels were only for apprentices.
Levels four and five were low-level magicians.
Levels six and seven were intermediate.
Eight and nine were senior magicians.
As for level ten, that was legend, something people spoke of like a god.
Even reaching level four was already difficult.
Reaching level six meant a person was rare.
Reaching level eight meant they were almost untouchable.
It was not just power.
It was status.
It was an influence.
And Mirella was exactly that kind of existence.
Because of this, she was even more sensitive to magical changes than ordinary magicians.
If someone used magic within a kilometer, she could sense it.
Even if someone tried to hide it, she could still feel the ripple of elemental movement, like a stone tossed into a lake.
But Sienna had just stored away a water ball as big as a person.
And she felt nothing.
Not a single fluctuation.
Not the slightest distortion in the water element.
That was impossible.
On the continent, the only ability that could store things like that was space magic.
Space magicians could open storage spaces and seal them into items, creating storage rings, storage belts, and storage bags.
But such items were extremely rare.
Not because they were expensive, but because they were almost impossible to make.
A space magician needed high-level power, and even then, most of them could only create a few storage tools in their entire lifetime.
Those tools were treasures held by great nobles and royal families.
But Mirella knew something even more important.
The House Vale didn’t have such a tool.
And Sienna couldn’t possibly be a space magician.
She had drunk the Water of Nothingness.
That meant she could not use magic.
She could not use battle Spiritual Energy.
Even if someone handed her a storage ring, she wouldn’t have the energy to open it.
So what was this?
Mirella’s mind raced, and every answer felt terrifying.
If Sienna was using magic, it would mean her power was beyond her level, strong enough to hide every fluctuation.
But that was impossible.
The only other explanation was even stranger.
She wasn’t using magic at all.
She was using something else entirely.
Mirella swallowed hard, forcing herself to stay calm.
She had served the House Vale her whole life.
She had seen the family fall from glory into exile.
She had watched their world collapse.
And now, she was watching a miracle happen right in front of her eyes.
Sienna turned to her and smiled gently, as if she had done nothing special.
“Grandma Mirella, don’t worry,” she said quietly.
“I’ll explain everything in a few days.
Maybe… It’s a gift from the gods.”
Mirella stared at her for a moment, then nodded slowly.
She didn’t ask further.
Whatever this was, it was the Young Miss’s secret.
If it could protect her and keep the House Vale alive, then she would rather pretend she knew nothing.
Sienna glanced at the lake again.
There was nothing else she could do here for now.
Fish farming could wait.
First, she needed money.
Seeds.
Land.
A foundation.
She turned back toward the mine entrance.
“Let’s go back,” she said.
“Once Grandpa Harold returns, we can start moving fast.”
Mirella followed her, still holding the ball of light in her hand.
The glow danced across the stone walls as they walked, and her thoughts remained heavy.
Sienna might not understand what she had just shown her, but she did.
This wasn’t a small talent.
This was something that could shake the continent.
When they reached the mine entrance again, Mirella spoke softly, her voice careful.
“Young Miss, leave things here to Tiara and me.
You should return to the castle and rest.
We can handle the slaves.”
Sienna nodded.
“Don’t exhaust yourself.
Let the slaves work.
You and Tiara only need to supervise.
We’re not racing anyone.”
Mirella’s lips curved slightly.
“The Young Miss has truly grown up.”
Sienna laughed lightly.
“Being forced into a corner will do that.”
she turned and walked back toward the castle with Wood and Stone behind her.
Mirella watched her back for a long time, her eyes shining with emotion.
“The ancestors bless the House Vale…” she wherpered.
“Perhaps… we truly still have hope.”
***
Back inside the castle, Sienna went straight to her room.
The moment she entered, she turned to Wood and Stone.
“You two stay outside,” she ordered.
“Stand guard at the door.
If Mirella comes, tell her I’m sleeping.
Do not let anyone enter.”
She was testing them.
Before, these two only listened to Harold.
They would have refused Sienna without hesitation.
But now, after seeing the Spatial Farm, their obedience had changed.
Wood and Stone didn’t argue.
They didn’t hesitate.
“Yes, Young Miss,” they answered firmly.
Then they walked out and stood on both sides of the door like two stone statues, their swords hanging at their backs.
Sienna blinked.
She hadn’t expected it to work so easily.
But she didn’t waste time thinking about it.
She closed the door, sat down, and immediately entered the Spatial Farm.
The fog cleared, the field appeared, and the familiar hut stood quietly in the middle of the land.
The moment Sienna stepped in, her thought moved, and the pile of black soil she had collected appeared in front of her.
Before she could even examine it properly, the system voice rang out in her mind, cold and clear.
“New item discovered: Mutated Soil.
This soil contains a large amount of harmful substances.
Space soil and space water can be used for purification.
Purification limit: 5000 sq.
meters per day.”
Sienna froze, her heart kilograming.
Then the voice continued.
“Due to the discovery of a new item, the space level was upgraded to Level 3.
Reward: two bags of corn seeds.
Each bag can plant 500 sq.
meters.”
Sienna’s mouth opened slightly.
Corn?
That was a treasure crop.
If she could grow corn here, food would no longer be a problem.
Corn could feed people.
Corn could feed animals.
Corn could be stored for long periods.
Corn meant survival.
But the system wasn’t finished.
“Due to new item discovery, Spatial Farmland has been upgraded.
Farmland is now Level 2.
Growth acceleration increased to eleven times.”
Sienna stood there, stunned.
Her eyes shone with excitement.
The black soil could be purified.
That alone was enough to change everything.
Even if it was only 5000 sq.
meters a day, it is still not small either.
It’s more than 1.2 acres.
Slowly, day after day, the dead black wasteland outside could be turned into real farmland.
This wasn’t just profit.
This was life.
Sienna clenched her fists, laughing quietly to herself.
“This… This is really heaven helping me.”
Before she could calm down, another system prompt sounded.
“Do you wish to open new farmland?
Requirement: Level 3.
Cost: 200 gold coins.
Land expansion: 1000 sq.
meters.
Next expansion requirement: Level 5.
Cost: 500 gold coins.”
Sienna’s excitement slowed slightly.
Her brows furrowed.
Opening land was tempting, but she was running low on gold.
If she expanded now, she might not have enough money to buy seeds.
Without seeds, extra land was useless.
She hesitated, then decided not to rush.
Instead, she took out one of the corn seed bags.
A small cloth bag appeared in her hand, and when she opened it, golden corn seeds spilled into her palm.
They were full, smooth, and healthy, shining faintly under the space’s soft light.
Sienna stared at them, then suddenly froze.
A thought struck her like lightning.
She slapped her forehead.
“Idiot!
I almost forgot!”
Radishes could produce seeds.
If crops in this space could produce seeds naturally, then she wouldn’t need to keep buying seeds forever.
She could plant once, harvest seeds, and keep expanding without spending money each time.
If that was true, then the space wasn’t just a farm.
It was an endless treasure chest.