I Was Reincarnated as a Poor Farmer in a Different World, so I Decided to Make Bricks to Build a Castle

"If that's the case, let me help you too. I'll get in touch with my merchant buddies to gather information."

"Old man... is that okay? Don't merchants do anything that doesn't benefit them?

"Don't be silly, if you're gone, my exclusive service beast sales will be gone. And it's the same as the old man over there. I'm buying you, Ars."

"Thank you, I'll get a big piece of land ready when it's done."

"Well, is there a chance? No matter how many people are here, no matter how hard they try, they'll be killed."

A merchant is right.

Certainly there's nothing we can do with a few of you here.

Even if you decide to fight, recklessness is good if you don't even have the minimum number of people.

We must gather the number of people.

Whatever you do.

"Gather people first. I need someone to fight with me and risk my life."

"What do we do? Are you going to force them to take the people who are helping the fields?

"Big brother, if you do that, we could turn them over. I don't have to force you to volunteer from them."

"That's what you always say," you hire with money. "If the crowd gathers up and it's not safe, they'll run away."

"I guess so. Then I'll give you a better reward. Everyone thinks it's worth it just to face the nobles."

"Is there such a thing?

There is.

Probably worth it.

Something that makes you think that even if you risk your life, what you get is huge.

But I've never tried to make it happen.

That's why I decided to show my best trump card to my part-time brother, dad, Maddok, the merchant's old man, Grand.

"First of all, I have something to say. What I'm going to show you is my wife. I will definitely help you show this to me. [M] If you're a little scared, just call me now."

That's what I said, staring at everybody with a serious eye.

Looking at each person's eyes as if they were shooting at each other.

The area calmed down as if the air in the field had cooled.

"I understand. If Lord Ars says so, I will not risk my life."

"Are you sure? Once I tell you, you can't turn back.

"This is what happened when the selfish traveler thought about calming down here. This is also the edge of some sort. Besides, I'd like to see what Lord Ars says about his back hand."

"Oh, I see. Everyone else okay?

"Oh, no problem. What are you showing me? Don't take it personally, Ars."

"Okay. What I give my allies is magic."

"... magic?

"Of course, it's not life magic, it's my own magic. I'll give you my magic."

"I can't, I can't do that. Ars, Dad doesn't know what you're talking about."

"You're right, Dad. I'll call you Ars Barca. Get the name of this village, the village of Balka. And I want everybody to name this barca."

"The name of the land... Ars, that's... that's going to be too much. Then it looks like a nobleman....."

"Yes, Maddok-san. From now on, we're a family named Barca. The scale may not be comparable, but it will be equal to the nobility. That's all I have to do. If we're going to negotiate with the Fontana family, we have to at least give them their position."

"But, Lord Ars. Isn't it hard to be noble as much as you want? Just naming them does not make them equal to the nobles."

"That's why I'm saying I'm going to give you magic. Just decide. I don't know if you want to call me Barca!

I say it out loud.

After all, it seems like I'm just confused by this sudden talk.

But my eyes have always been the same.

It's like seeing everybody here.

You are never just pessimistic and fussy about the bad situation.

That must have been conveyed.

After a while, everyone here came to a conclusion.

She named Barca after her last name and gave her magic.

Look at that, I take a deep breath.

Breathe deeply again and again, as if you were replacing all the oxygen in your body.

Take in all the magic in the air with its breath.

Combine the magic from the outside with your own magic around your belly.

The magic is refined with the image of turning a rare magic like air into a liquid and then simmering it into a thick, viscous one.

Fill every corner of your body with magic, breathe deeply again, and capture new magic.

Then, I squeezed out the magic that had been kneaded to its extreme little by little from my fingertips.

Magic Faction.

Reproduces the first magical formation in the naming ritual.

Draw a magical formation into the air with magic as you perfectly remember it in [Memory Storage] and fix it so that it does not spray.

The magic of the earth system that I always use was a difficult and delicate task that differed from cloud mud.

I haven't done this work in a long time.

After all, I've never used this magic team since I used it on Valkyrie.

After all, I didn't know exactly what would happen if I used it.

I named my first beast Valkyrie, but afterwards magic appeared on all my children's heads.

What happens when you use it on someone who already has a name?

Because I didn't know that.

But the name given by this magical faction is undoubtedly the best card I have.

For the peasants, my magic, especially leveling and soil improvement , should be so desirable that they can get out of their throats.

I think those who want it will never stop.

That's why I decided to use this magic team, even though it's risky.

However, the names of others have already been recognized as blessings from God.

So, without abandoning that name, I decided to take the name of my village of birth and give it a new surname, Barca.

"Name, byte barca"

"Name, Asira Barca."

"Name, Maddok Barca."

"Name, Trion Barca."

"Name, Grand Barca"

I gave each of them a new name as I offered them a magic team.

This is how the magical warrior who fought with me was born in this Vulcan village.