Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Akiguchi, outside Cilentium

Today is the harvest day I've been waiting for.

The farms around Cilentium, where barley and black wheat flocked, were filled with the joyful voices of the peasants.

The festival of abundance carried out by El Laicia is powerful enough and the Cilentium is abundant.

He also didn't think that Lurus would achieve just this much, so much so that when he carried out the detection, he passed through surprise.

The land we had just pioneered is plain thin and does not lead to a great deal of riches.

However, under the shadow of the Erlacian abundance festival and the fertilizer obtained from Aquarius, Cilentium became an abundance to the point of stiffness that the peoples of Cliffonam had never experienced before.

The bold agricultural policy of not growing wheat and otherwise cultivating wheat will also be a factor of success this year thanks to Luz's measures.

And to black wheat, which originally grew cold-resistant and even in peatlands and other wastelands, cold-weather resistant barley, rather than wheat, yielded more harvest than the expectations of farmers and officials of agricultural agencies, including Lulus.

Theonel of the Cilentium West Farm worked for the harvest on a family run.

When Theonel mows down the wheat from its roots with a large sickle, his wife and children gather the wheat from a short distance away.

The pruning operation lasts all day for a few days, but farmers who are reluctant to waste wheat due to rain work hard to prune wheat.

Similar work is being done everywhere, and Cilentium is truly experiencing a joyous harvest.

"It's amazing - even when I was in Murray, I couldn't take all this stuff."

"Amazing ~"

As Theonel drew a paragraph of work, his son and daughter, with such a bunch of wheat that they could not hold it in their arms, approached Theonel accordingly.

From behind, his wife and his sister Tioria, who came to help him harvest, are grinning with a bunch of equally full arms.

"Whoa, this is the knee of the great priest, besides... I don't really want to admit it, but it's also behind the empire's farming methods..."

Theonel says that to his wife and Tioria with a complicated look as he strokes the heads of the children who have come near him as the backward smell of straw and dirt stands up.

Besides the development of nursery farms and irrigation facilities, as well as the introduction of new rotations for fertilization methods, weeding and the selection of cultivated crops, it cannot be said at all this year because of the effects of abundance, but the imperial farming methods and techniques have enabled Cilentium to yield roughly twice as much compared to the rural areas of Cliffonam in general.

A little bit of straw crumbs on the head of my daughter's nose, while I admire the golden farm that stretches as far as I can see, Theonel.

The Cilentium bell rang at the same time my daughter, who chuckled like a tickle, was invited by her son to run.

I guess the kids with the bundles of wheat were starting to get together knowing the noon break was close.

Kids head to the farm where they are quickly mowed and start chasing.

There was a sight so natural and peaceful that I did not think I had fled to this city with my life a year ago.

"At all, I wondered what would happen when Boleus' son of a bitch chased me through the village... but I didn't expect to be saved by the same imperial border guard who chased me... is this also a guide to the Sun God"

When Theonel said unexpectedly, his wife smiled and opened her tease.

"Well, the Sun God has given us children too."

"Huh? Really!

"Congratulations, Master Alshalea, you said you'd be born around next summer."

To Theonel looking at his wife's abdomen in surprise, Theonel laughed and gently embraced his wife as Theoria put together a bunch of wheat.

"Boys are good next time..."

"Oh? I have another daughter."

Tioria pinched her mouth in frustration as she hand-pressed a bunch of wheat into the car to her brother and his wife flirting in the middle of the field.

"Brother, sister-in-law too! What are you gonna do with the wheat bundle?

"... Speaking of which, what about you?

Tioria's hand stops at Theonel, who tells her as she noticed with that voice.

"What?"

"It seems like a tough job, but I wonder if Mr. Quintus is doing it right..."

"... Huh?

Further as my sister-in-law took over the words, Tioria let her eyes wander openly.

"I'll tell you next time!

"Yes, because you don't have to tell me, because it's decent!

Unexpectedly objecting to his brother's words, Tioria realized that she had lost sight of the meaningful inclusions of his brother and his wife.

"Well, well, well."

"Right,"

"... Ugh, shit"

My brother and his wife caught me off, and he was a tioria nagging with a bright red face.

During the same period, Colonia Fellum

Inside the mine it is wrapped with annoying enthusiasm, with occasional paralysis and earth crumbling down.

Petra, who scratched the sweat carefully, was in the pit that Altrius once dug with the men of the clan who were equally scratching the great sweat.

Although the surroundings are illuminated by directional lights and cantellas, the vision is not good.

"I don't get used to the first pit, no matter what time."

"Absolutely."

A clan man who was close to Petra's words answers.

The Petra and the others redeveloped the mine that Altrius was about to dig as soon as they arrived in Colonia Fellum.

Even though the foundations were solid, the pits, which had been abandoned for over forty years without maintenance or use, had collapsed and filled everywhere, and the equipment had been rotten or damaged and rendered unusable.

The pit was expanded and then re-solidified with wood and stone, pillars and frame wood were replaced, drains were dug up and trolley tracks were re-laid.

That's how the mining began little by little after the streets had been serviced.

The tip of the horizontal hole, worn at the foot of the mountains of the North Side Mountains, is not that deep compared to the pits that Petra and the others have mined so far, but it does not change the pressure and darkness of being in the ground.

Petra and her group of miners wear shoes and leather gloves on their leather helmets.

It goes without saying, of course, that you have a circular spoon, a groove, and a perforating device in your hand.

Upon arrival at the end of the pit, Petra and the others hit a thick iron ore mine vein.

"This is amazing..."

Petra leaks her voice unexpectedly.

I have been the head of a group of miners for many years, but I don't see many large iron mines coming.

All the men in the clan seem to think the same thing, and I hear more sighing voices from everywhere swallowing gokuri and tsubaki.

"All right, let's dig fast, I'm not going to dare take home a pure ore."

Petra's decree set the men in motion.

Later, Petra, who had also entered the pit of the copper mine and mined the copper ore and iron ore, took one ore each from the pile of trolleys that had become a pile, and put it in a small crate and brought it back to her chamber.

And take out the iron box that I kept dearly.

An iron box that is tightly sealed and even locked.

Petra unlocked the box and slowly opened the lid carefully removed the treasure ball from inside.

The treasure balls are leaking a shimmering green light around them.

Petra spoke softly with her mouth to a jewel of unspeakable beauty, painted with strange texts.

"Sphera, will you wake up? It's work."

Responding to Petra's voice, the light shook loudly, and the flutter and loud light jumped out of the treasure ball as a chunk.

The lump of light gradually shapes the contour and ends up being a beautiful spirit with a green body.

Petra called out to the spirits who looked no different from people except for the colour of their bodies and hair, which were stretched out like glittering ore everywhere.

"Morning, Sfera"

'Morning, Petra... That's pretty quick, huh?

Petra answers with a bitter smile back to Sphera, who looks around and is surprised.

"Oh, there's a lot of things going on, I'm sorry for being quick, but can you do me a favor?

"Yeah, fine."

Show the Spirit a crate with copper ore and iron ore that Petra has just mined.

"What do you say? Is it going to work?

"Yeah, it's okay, the ore here seems so pure that you don't have to struggle so much."

Petra grins with garlic, says Sfera, who stared at the ore and then gently touched her hand or looked away.

"Well, then we can finally calm down."

'But... I've heard this before, am I supposed to settle on the land here? Then I won't be able to move.'

Petra broke her face to the Spirit, who said with a worried face, as she returned each ore in her hand to the box.

"It's okay. Sfera doesn't have to worry about that, and you can do better than to settle in, and you won't run wild, right?

'That's right... but I don't like Petra and the others gone, do I?

Green Spirit, Spirit of the Treasure Ball Spirit Sphere says with a beautiful eyebrow root, but Petra of the day waves a flicker and lightly answers.

"It's okay, I won't be gone, because the lord here is generous and pleasant. We can finally settle in, too."

"True!? Awesome. '

"So you don't have to keep it sealed in treasure balls from time to time, you're free to do it, what you live in is good here in the earth, right? I can't help you with this."

What Petra shakes is a green treasure ball that once sealed the sphera, with multiple engravings of intricate texts.

But now we're losing light, and we're just reflecting an empty green.

"Yeah...... thanks, Petra"

"Haha, totally, at first I came here with no place to go and no choice but to be invited by an old fashioned nasty guy, but I can't believe this good is waiting for me! I don't like him at all, but I have to thank him."

You can't fight, right?

"With Sittius?

Petra burst into laughter at the same time as she answered Sfera, who looked worried.

'Oh, I thought you said something so weird...'

It was a sfera who could not hide her confusion in the contractor's blast.