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Hermes who had come to Jotunheim from the Alfheim Continent had been selling the cheapest products he could find inside of his homeland at exorbitant prices and everyone was buying them. For a cunning elf like him, a target such as the farm and cooking-obsessed dragon god were perfect. He even laughed at the poor Drake who was unaware of such things, even though he is also unaware that Drake might be able to do everything he thinks he wont be able to… because he is a god of harvest.
"Hahah! I can't believe someone bought that old branch with zero magic power." He sighed, looking back at Drake slowly walking away. "He seriously thinks he can raise these seeds and plants in his farm? This continent's soil lacks the richness and mana of Alfheim, all those plants will easily die… Well, now it is up to him anyways."