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Chapter 5: Isabella's Submission

Western Fantasy: My MC System Has Creative Mode

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Isabella looked at Levi approaching her, and inexplicably felt a trace of oddness in her heart.

Why did she feel that Levi’s temperament was a bit different from before?

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Recalling the wicked personality Levi disguised beneath his good appearance,

A chill welled up in the depths of Isabella’s heart.

But hatred aside, Levi Charles was a prince of the Dawn Kingdom and a symbol of royal power.

To question him was to question royal power.

Isabella dropped to one knee with a snap, raised her exquisite face slightly, and looked up at Levi:

“Sixth Prince, your subordinate has no intention of questioning you,”

“But your subordinate earnestly begs you to revoke your order!”

“Right now, Wintertown simply does not have enough food reserves to accept the refugees outside the town.”

She tried to appeal to his emotions and reason with him.

“Once these refugees, who have lost their sanity due to hunger, enter Wintertown, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

“Our best choice right now is to wait for the transport team from the royal capital to ship the disaster relief food to Wintertown.”

Although Isabella was only in her early twenties, she had become a professional at the age of ten and started fighting on the battlefield, having seen far too many disasters caused by war.

While the refugees outside the town were indeed pitiful, if they were let into the town just because of pity, how could it not be an unwarranted disaster for the innocent civilians inside the town?

Facing the Female Knight’s audience, Levi’s face showed not a single ripple of emotional fluctuation.

He did not try to explain anything; those in higher positions never needed to explain too much to their subordinates.

Levi turned slightly, allowing Isabella to see the operation of the potato field.

Allowing her to witness with her own eyes the attendants sprinkling white powder onto the potato tubers, and then seeing the potato tubers rapidly grow and develop as if time magic had been cast upon them, turning into heavily laden potato plants.

“This… how is that possible…”

The elegant knight Isabella actually lost her composure for once; she strode forward and snatched the bone meal from the attendant’s hands with a snap.

Her pupils widened, and her fingers continuously rubbed the white powder in her hands.

This thing actually shortened the maturity time of crops, achieving potato germination to maturity in just a few seconds!?

The existence of such a thing was completely at a cheating level!

As a Second-Order Knight, Isabella had never heard of the existence of such a magic item.

Perhaps the mages of the Temporal School could indeed accelerate crop growth through magic arrays, but Isabella could be certain that doing so would make the price paid and the harvest utterly disproportionate.

The value of the consumed magic crystals would probably be tens of thousands of times higher than the produced food.

Otherwise, this method could not possibly have failed to spread.

“Where did you get this thing!”

She looked at the attendant beside her and asked loudly.

The attendant was startled by Isabella’s behavior—she came up and snatched his things while having such a bad attitude.

Although he had quite a few complaints in his heart, the attendant naturally recognized Isabella; this red-haired beauty was the acting Knights Order commander of Wintertown and could not be offended.

Therefore, he could only shrink his head and weakly pointed at Levi in the distance:

“Your H-Highness gave it to us, didn’t he?”

What?

Isabella turned her head in disbelief and looked at Levi, who was smiling at her from behind.

“How is it? Does the commander still intend to disobey this king’s order?”

“…”

Isabella fell into deep thought, her hands continuously rubbing the bone meal.

If her previous questioning of Levi’s command was because she didn’t believe Levi had truly resolved the food crisis, right now, the other party had truly shown her a feasible method.

If the quantity of magic items was truly enough to support the potato yield, then not only could the problem of the refugees outside the town be solved, but even the food crisis inside the town could be resolved.

“Your Highness, the quantity of magic items…”

Levi waved his hand.

“I know what you are worrying about. The quantity of magic items is more than enough.”

“As long as you provide me with beast bones, I can alchemy them into magic items.”

“Of course, on the premise that my magic power allows it.”

Levi had no intention of hiding his ability at all; after all, the expansiveness of Steve’s system was too great.

His ability would inevitably become impossible to hide in the future.

Might as well be frank and proactively display his ability; instead, it would deter people with ill intentions.

Moreover, Levi was not without scheming; he disguised a magic power limit for himself.

Pretending that the forging of these magic items consumed magic power.

But in fact, as long as there were enough raw materials, Levi could theoretically fill the entire world with bone meal.

Upon hearing Levi’s words, Isabella’s expression became even more astonished.

If seeing the scene of magic items forcing ripening just now was still understandable, then Levi saying that these magic items were all manufactured by him completely shattered Isabella’s worldview.

Did she hear wrong?

Levi Charles, secretly crowned with the name of “trash prince” by the nobles of the royal capital, a useless Sixth Prince who only knew how to eat, drink, and make merry, actually understood alchemy magic?

And the magic items he manufactured possessed terrifying effects involving the laws of “time”.

Levi didn’t say anything and glanced at Trist.

Trist immediately understood and respectfully offered a section of beast bone.

Seeing Levi gently grip the beast bone, the next second, the incomparably hard beast bone instantly vanished, and Levi gently loosened his hand, white powder sliding down from his palm.

When sprinkled at his feet, the originally barren soil suddenly sprouted a touch of emerald green weeds and two or three brightly tender, blooming flowers.

Levi bent over slightly, picked the most vibrant red flower among them, and said with a slightly teasing tone:

“Tsk tsk, to be able to see such beautiful flowers in the dead of winter is truly not easy.”

“Now, do you… still have questions?”

Isabella was completely shocked by the scene before her eyes.

The doubts hidden in her heart were completely shattered by everything Levi displayed.

Although she couldn’t fathom why Levi had always hidden his strength, none of that mattered anymore,

Since Levi could resolve the current plight of Wintertown,

Isabella would inevitably temporarily cast aside her dissatisfaction and wholeheartedly assist Levi the Lord.

This was her knightly code.

Clear distinction between public and private affairs, acting solely for the sake of justice.

Isabella knelt on one knee without hesitation, lowering her arrogant head, and placed her right fist against her left chest:

“Your subordinate understands. Three hours later, your subordinate will open the gates and guide the refugees into the city in an orderly manner.”

Seeing Isabella’s somewhat humble action, Levi muttered inwardly.

Actually, he preferred the feeling of this red-haired Female Knight daring to commit insubordination and being untamable just moments ago.

Levi gave a light cough.

“Besides that, I must also remind you.”

Isabella raised her exquisite face, her expression showing doubt: “Your Highness, please speak.”

“I suspect that there is likely a mole by your side.”

“A mole?”

A trace of confusion appeared in Isabella’s eyes.

She didn’t quite understand Levi’s words.

Levi directly maxed out his acting skills, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle as if he had seen through everything:

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