The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 449

The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~

Chapter 449   Wedding celebration

“Mom, congratulations.”

“Thank you, Vesnar-kun.”

After finishing the speech for the citizens, we moved to a different location for the celebration – not the completion ceremony for the city’s renovations, but a celebration of my mother and father’s marriage. Perhaps due to her happiness, my mother had reverted to calling me Vesnar-kun.

Presumably, her emotions were a bit unrestrained because of the joyous occasion. Alternatively, it could be that with a genuine love marriage instead of a political one, her heart had returned to a more youthful state, causing her usual reserved way of addressing me to surface. At least, that was my speculation.

Seeing her return to calling me “kun” like this was a bit disheartening, but for now, I decided to let it slide without saying anything.

“It’s been a few days since Mom came here. Are you okay? Did the atmosphere of the city frighten you or make you uneasy?”

Though Mom hasn’t officially stepped into the city yet, she must have observed the city’s condition when she first arrived. Even from this castle, one can overlook the city from the upper floors, and with her physical abilities, Mom could easily check on the residents’ well-being. She might not voice it, but witnessing such things could instill fear. After all, having a gathering of criminals around one’s home – or rather, that being the actual situation – is bound to be unsettling.

“I’m fine. Initially, I felt a bit uneasy, but everyone has been kinder than I expected.”

“I see. Well, that’s good to hear…”

Given Mom’s personality, even if she felt something, she wouldn’t mention it directly to me in this setting. Still, hearing directly from her that everything was okay did bring some relief.

“Mom, are you regretting anything now? The environment has changed quite a bit, and it might be tough with new challenges. Living in Zaviet’s castle would have been safer and more comfortable. Aren’t you missing that?”

This might not be the right time to ask such a question, but it just slipped out.

“…It’s a bit disappointing not to be with Filia-chan. However, I can still meet her; it might be a bit complicated from her side, but I can make an effort to see her. Most importantly, having you here makes me happier than anything else.”

Saying so, Mom smiled at me, then reached out, embracing me tightly. It was heartwarming, and I felt joy in being able to spend time together. However…

“More than being with Dad?”

“W-Well, that’s… um…”

In response to my question, Mom, looking momentarily confused, tilted her head, blushing. She quickly averted her gaze and stumbled over her words.

…It’s great that Mom is happy, but seeing my own mother displaying a girlish side is kind of… well, it just feels a bit… something. No, it’s fine, but still…

“Don’t you have anything for me?”

“You hesitated and couldn’t approach me easily, old man… Anyway, congratulations.”

“Thanks, you brat. You’re no different, being hesitant yourself. When are you going to face things properly? Huh?”

“…You jerk. Just because you think you’re done…”

Father asked me for words, so I told him the truth, and in return, I received a similar reality check. Well, not exactly similar; this one feels more damaging.

…But, in reality, what Dad said isn’t wrong. I need to face Sofia and others soon and come up with an answer.

“Hey, weren’t you supposed to have prepared something? Hurry up and hand it over.”

Perhaps because I looked troubled, Dad changed the topic with that remark.

“That sounds like something a thief would say.”

“In a city like this, it’s good enough.”

With Dad’s consideration, I responded with a slightly playful tone. Then, I turned my gaze toward Mom.

“Mom, like Dad just mentioned, I’ve prepared something for this celebration…”

“Huh? Oh, dear, you don’t have to bring anything. I’m already happy that you’re celebrating with me.”

“I thought you might say that, Mom, but this is different. It won’t sit right with me if I don’t give you something.”

Mom had a smile on her face, as if to say that she’s genuinely happy celebrating. However, that doesn’t mean I won’t be giving her a gift. I’ve already prepared one, and it would be troublesome if she said there was no need for it now.

“But honestly, I didn’t know what to give for this occasion. I’m a ‘farmer’ in a way, so I thought of preparing something related to that. I got some vegetables. All the vegetables provided for this meal were grown by me. They’ve been specially adjusted for this occasion, so I’d be happy if you like them.”

“Oh, is that so? Thank you.”

The gift I prepared wasn’t extravagant; it was somewhat heartwarming. Perhaps that’s why Mom was smiling joyfully. Beyond the pure happiness and enjoyment in her smile, I felt a sense of relief.

Maybe the feeling I sensed was because I had properly utilized my ‘farmer’ profession. Creating a job like ‘farmer,’ which is often considered unfortunate, might have distorted her child’s life. Perhaps Mom had thought about such things.

However, instead of lamenting the fact that I was a ‘farmer,’ I might have put an end to the worry by effectively using that profession. There could be such a possibility.

“You’re not going to grow something special from our belly, are you?”

Unlike the happy Mom, Dad said something quite rude.

“How rude. I wouldn’t bring something like that.”

“Well, I guess so…”

What does he think of people? Seriously, what a rude old man.

Well, these vegetables are more nutritious than normal ones, so they’ll contribute to good health. If I wanted, I could even cause health problems with excessive nutrient intake. Growing plants from the belly, as Dad suggested, is possible. In fact, I’ve done it before.

But this time, I didn’t do anything like that. These are just delicious vegetables.

However, for a gift on such a joyous day, it feels like just providing ingredients might be a bit lacking, doesn’t it?

“And then, since vegetables and fruits alone aren’t impressive, I prepared this as well.”

With that said, I take out another prepared gift and hand it to Mom.

I had prepared a second one in case the first gift failed, but let’s not call it being too clever.

“Well, it’s a flower hair accessory.”

“It’s not just a hair accessory; you can also attach it to your clothes. It’s a live flower, but if you spray water on it every three days, it can survive without withering.”

What I gave to Mom is an ornament with multiple small flowers hanging from a large flower.

This is a “handmade” and “expensive” gift that I cultivated from seeds. If I were to sell it, I think I could buy a mansion. After all, this is a flower ornament made with flowers that exist only here in the world.

“So? What’s the effect of this? You wouldn’t give something ordinary.”

Even though it’s a gift of a hair accessory, Dad asked such a threatening question.

Since this is a celebration, just say it’s beautiful and leave it at that. Well, there is an effect, though.

“Well, if you’re carrying a big flower, it generally detoxifies most poisons. The smaller flowers absorb poison, so if you swallow them, it should neutralize most poisons. The flower that absorbed the poison remains in the body, so you need to perform ‘Purification’ or something later, but it should work as a temporary solution.”

Living in a place like this, Mom might be attacked at times.

Mom is on the Tenth rank, so she might handle violent issues with her own strength, but entanglements are unavoidable. Since her body is sturdier than an ordinary person’s, she could survive for a while even after ingesting a poison that would normally kill instantly. However, it doesn’t completely neutralize it.

For such occasions, this is here. When you realize you’ve ingested poison, swallowing the small flowers should absorb the poison in your stomach, preventing it from being further absorbed into the body. If you hold the large flower in your mouth, its nectar can act as an antidote.

…Once again, you’ve made something incredible.”

“Is it really okay? Receiving such an amazing gift…”

“Whether it’s okay or not, I made it for you, Mom, so I want you to accept it.”

I went through several generations of selective breeding just to send this to Mom. Thanks to “Growth,” cultivation was finished in an instant, but it took quite some time to adjust the effects.

But even that seems like a trivial effort when I think that she’ll be pleased.

“Yeah. Thank you. I’ll cherish it.”

Mom said so, enveloping the flower ornament I gave her with both hands and smiling gently.

Afterward, because it’s not like I can talk to just Mom, Dad and Mom started chatting with others.

Among them were, of course, Eddie and Jit, Dad’s companions, and everyone seemed to be having a good time.

Can I also laugh and talk with them properly like that?

No, it’s not a matter of whether I can or cannot. It’s about changing so I can. For that, I need to stop avoiding them and have a conversation.

“Hey, hey. When’s the all-you-can-eat starting? Can we start eating already?”

“…You too?”

While spending such peaceful moments, Flora appeared and started saying something that some foolish elf would say.

I picked up some dishes from the ones laid out nearby and handed them to Flora.

Flora happily accepted the dishes I gave her and started eating. But what does Flora think about this whole situation as Flora?

“Hey, Flora.”

“Hmm? What’s up?”

“Dad and Mom are getting married. How do you feel about it?”

Flora doesn’t have any particular connection with Dad or Mom, and she might not have any specific feelings about it, but I felt like asking.

“Hmm… Is Naa happy?”

“Yeah, unexpectedly. It was unexpected, but if the two of them are going to be my real parents, then I guess I can say that’s happiness.”

The subtle phrasing probably comes from the fact that the realization hasn’t fully sunk in yet.

“In that case, Flora is happy too! Let’s celebrate!”

However, Flora didn’t seem to pay much attention to such subtle expressions. She raised the fork she had in her hand towards the ceiling, and a ball of light shot up from it.

The launched ball of light drew an arc and descended towards Dad and Mom.

Upon receiving the light, Mom and Dad began to emit a radiant glow.

One might think it’s an attack with light magic or something, but I know Flora wouldn’t do such a thing. Besides, that light is familiar.

“That light just now… is it a blessing?”

“Flora’s power a bit~?”

“You can do something like that?”

When I first made contact with Flora’s true form, the Sacred Tree, a similar light appeared. I thought it was something that only the true form could do, but it seems not.

“Hey, idiot son. What was that just now?”

They returned after suddenly being hit by the ball of light. Dad and Mom cut short their conversation with others and came back over here.

“Well, it’s kind of… a gift from Flora?”

“A gift like this… She really went all out again.”

“Is it that amazing?”

Dad is saying it’s amazing, but since I didn’t receive it myself, I honestly don’t know what happened. If it’s similar to what I received before, I think it enhanced skills somehow… but who knows?

“You might not care much about a slight increase in skills, considering you already had a ridiculous ‘vessel’ from the start, but my skill count has increased quite a bit with this one.”

“Is the effect that amazing?”

Well, I guess receiving a heavenly light during a marriage ceremony, causing the body to emit light, gives off a feeling of being greatly blessed. It looks impressive, so it’s just right for a wedding celebration, isn’t it?