A new small palace was built on the farm’s waste land, and the Crown Prince and Alesia were married there shortly after it was finished.

The birth of a commoner princess was celebrated. It was like something out of a fairy tale. After all, commoners make up more than 95% of the population. Even though she was a wizard, the fact that a peasant girl became the Crown Princess greatly improved the royal family’s public image.

None of the aristocrats who were ostensibly opposed to the prince’s marriage to a peasant girl because rumors circulated behind closed doors that “Alesia-sama is not only a water giver. She appears to be capable of curing any serious injury or incurable disease.”

On Mark’s orders, Gil deliberately spread the rumors to a few people to warn them that public opposition to Alesia as Crown Princess would bar them and their families from the wizard’s benefits.

It was assumed that Alesia would require time to learn royal customs and knowledge of foreign lands.

But when it comes time to open the door, there is no problem at all. Even gestures that require physical memorization are not a problem. It was because she had memories of a previous life, but she told the teachers, who were surprised, “I learned it from a book in the library.”

Even those who thought, “That’s ridiculous,” had to accept it because it was enough to teach Alesia once to learn everything. Finally, the queen’s education, which was expected to take at least a year at the most, was completed in less than a month.

“Your Highness acts like a naive young man in front of Alesia-sama, but in reality you are a cold-hearted individual who silences nobles with such rumors, right? He never gave up after falling in love with Alesia-sama at first sight.”

“How can you just stop when you’ve fallen in love.”

Gil chuckled and teased Mark.

“I suppose Alesia-sama has no idea how vindictive and cold-hearted your highness is.”

“…I’m wise in my own way.”

Gil and Mark are as close as they have ever been.

—○█○—

Two years after marrying His Highness Mark, Alesia became pregnant. They appear to be twins. People around her were expecting the birth of a child with magical abilities, but Alesia was skeptical.

“Wizards are said to be born only once every few decades. Getting your hopes up is pointless.”

She just laughs it off.

Isabelle, on the other hand, disagrees.

She told Alesia’s parents. “However, both my husband and son were healers. It’s not impossible.”

Alesia struggled with a large belly during her pregnancy, but she gave birth to twins two weeks before her due date. The twins were male and female.

“How magical are your children?” a flustered crowd of influential people asks.

“As long as Alesia and the children are safe, it’s fine. It’s too greedy to wish for them to be wizards as well.”

He warned them to be ready for anything.

The birth went off without a hitch, and there was no need for the healing silk cloth that had been prepared in case of an emergency.

The twins were named Nigel for a boy and Emilia for a girl.

The children resembled Mark, with dark hair and intelligent faces, except that their eyes were blue with gold stars, showing their mother’s blood.

The royal palace has been raining like a drizzle day and night since the twins were born. The rain stopped when the babies cried, and it started again when they drank their milk and went to bed. The king and queen, as well as the ministers, are ecstatic.

Alesia and her mother, Hilda, were whispering to each other the day after giving birth.

“Alesia, it’s raining just like when you were born.”

“Do you know who is causing the rain, Oka-san? I only hold my babies when they are awake.”

“Both of them. It always rains regardless of who is sleeping.”

“Oh, dear. That must delight the great people.”

Gil, who had tasted the drizzling rain that the children had created in a cup, exclaimed, “okay! The rain tastes exactly like Alesia- sama’s!” He was delighted.

One day, about ten days after the birth of the twins, His Highness Mark was looking at the sleeping faces of the babies and discussing the future with Alesia.

“Even if the children can make it rain and produce water, the country will eventually come to a standstill if it depends on them.”

“Yes. In the long run, water security and medical development are critical to the country’s future—not every generation is fortunate enough to have many water wizards.”

When Mark looks at the baby, his face tightens.

“That’s right. We will now work to secure deep wells and better medical care.”

“We must also take care of scholars who study diseases.”

“Haha, you’re one of those people who gets ten things right when they say one.”

Mark gently kissed Alesia’s forehead with these words.

—○█○—

Kream Institute of Statistics.

“The prime minister has summoned you, Mikhail. The reason is unknown. Can you think of a reason?”

“Perhaps it’s because I’ve been bugging him for the breakdown of export sales.”

“…Be careful not to cause too much trouble.”

“I don’t mean to make waves. I’ll be right back.”

The Prime Minister’s office.

“So, your name is Mikhail. I apologize for summoning you.”

“No. How may I help you?”

“You’ve been tracking disease outbreaks and deaths across the country for a while, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You also requested a breakdown of export sales.”

“…Yes.”

“Then I’ve got a job for you. I’d like you to accept it. In the next room is a veteran of the field. You’ll hear all the details there.”

He has no way of saying no.

(Did I get too close to some top-secret information? Perhaps I’ll be demoted?)

Mikhail ignored his inner turmoil and proceeded to the next room.

There was an elderly woman sitting there.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Mikhail, and I work at the Kream Institute of Statistics.”

“I’m Isabelle, and you don’t have to say anything formal.”

“What kind of work do you do, Isabelle-san?”

“Helping the wizard, I suppose. I’ve been in desperate need of assistance recently, so I requested that Her Highness Princess Alesia find someone I can trust.”

“Help the wizard?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Isabelle reached into her pocket and pulled out a white silk cloth.

“It’s top secret because if people found out about it, there’d be a big fight. What I need you to do is visit oases and settlements and assist the sick who cannot be treated with medicine.”

Mikhail followed up with a few more inquiries.

It appears that it is a job to heal the sick in various locations using a cloth imbued with Alesia’s power.

Mikhail was overjoyed to learn that he could conduct statistical research following his treatment.