We'll take a carriage down the wheat field farm road. Plugging onto the farmer along the way, the face of the family, who had only a sense of sadness earlier, does not cool down the joy of seeing the undone field, and the children are running around with the dog.
I guess he's the head of the family, the middle-aged man I talked to earlier, had his hands in hand with a wife-like woman, but when he realized we were here, only the man came here.
"My princess, and your line... truly, if I can't thank you enough. What kind of miracle could you stop that gray soil..."
"That forest is where my royal family once managed it as a garden. Speaking of which, this happened because of our abandonment of garden management… but we were able to change the situation that we were unable to do so far to this day."
Trying not to give my name was something I asked His Highness to do beforehand.
The fact that I am a plant spiritual user certainly makes it easier for farmers to gain trust when they ask for something in the future. But my covenant with the Divine Tree and my great influence, when widely known, creates danger.
(Now, my presence has not yet been grasped by the enemy. But when Zirconia gets through to this side... this farmer won't be the first to betray it, but I don't know where the information comes from)
You cannot be as strong on the people as you are on the military. The only protocols to complete my duties as a military doctor and to solve the food problems, lack of medicines, etc. in the fortress are still in me - then I would be grateful if you would not spread my name too much mischievously, as Your Highness has policy.
I think we need to increase the number of people we trust, not only inside the Knights, but also outside. I don't have any power right now, so we should move carefully and carefully.
"We couldn't do anything, even though we knew the anomaly was spreading from those woods. I still owe it to the knights that I didn't have to abandon the land I was used to living in. No way, I didn't expect the wheat to go back to normal once it had dried up… We need to let those who left the village first know as soon as possible. You'll be flying home because you'll be working unfamiliar jobs these days."
A farmer man, who has always had a contemplative look, speaks with a flattering smile, I guess he does. It was like I couldn't help but be happy because the farmland was back and acquaintances from the same village could come back.
- But that look suddenly makes me strong. Mr. Presha puts his hand on the weapon and looks sharply at a group of horseback riders, approaching from the eastern direction.
"... that sounds like a Rheinfeld family flag that keeps a strip under its umbrella around here"
"Ha, yes...... maybe they came out here in response to the massive amount of demons out there. We were told not to leave the farmland, so what would they say..."
"Okay. Explain to us that we have no good relationship… yet, you have no need. Stay inside the house."
"I'm sorry, princess... well then... eh"
The man looks frightened and enters the house with his family. His Highness instructed us to enter the carriage - and Mr. Presha will follow us to the escort.
"I guess it doesn't mean a one-touch instant because I'm not more of a father. My father said he used to take his territory into the Knights, so he's a resentful bone marrow..."
"Father… does that mean that the son of its Rheinfeld owner is coming"
"Yes. I wonder if he had a son of the next Lord and a sister under him... I'm asking again, so I don't know the details"
As Presha said, it was a young man with golden hair who led a group of about ten horseback riders. A woman of the same hair colour, still of a girl's age, follows her from behind the diagonal. They are probably the sons of the Rheinfelds.
Before approaching His Highness, you mean show your gratitude, or they got off the horse. Though the cavalry is not armed, however, it is lined up side-by-side, releasing a creepy sense of intimidation.
"Haltner Reinfeldt is my son, my name is Snyder. Please forgive me for letting you talk with the horses lined up behind you. General Astina."
"I don't care. Your father will be wary of our Knights."
The man who named himself Snyder had not been able to look directly at His Highness Astina. Even though I'm not intimidated, I can't look at it very much - I guess that's what you can call 'divinity' gained by His Highness becoming a witch.
"Given your position, we should not accuse you of bringing soldiers. Because around here, where people are down, there will be thieves too. More than that, talk about the requirements"
"… for a strip of rural areas around here, we have originally claimed autonomy. I wanted to ask you to review the matter."
"Huh..."
I can put my strength into Mr. Presha's spear-shaking hand. If we go through the Rheinfeld family's claims, even if the farmland returns to normal and the people return, it will no longer help solve the food situation.
- But it was different. Snyder's call for 'review' did not mean giving the Rheinfeld family the right to rural autonomy.
Snyder kneels on the ground. The sisterly woman who followed him likened to it and drowned her head deeply and deeply - an act that testified to their deference to the Rheinfeld family.
"From my father in the hospital bed, I was entrusted with the fate of the Rheinfeld family. I pledge my allegiance to this Snyder von Reinfeldt, the Knights of the Kingdom with five hundred soldiers, to confront Zirconia, which threatens our territory from across the river."
Soldiers on horseback, lined up behind the Snyders, raise their swords and offer their prayers - which meant that they, the private army of the Rheinfeld family, came under His Highness.