Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic (WEB Version)

Lesson 139 - If agriculture is the first step in nation-building, the opening of fields is about half a step

Sister Jasmine is the daughter of the village chief, fourteen, six years older than me. Sometimes we were the closest in the village, and we used to play together. You said they took care of you, or they took care of you. The village chief, or father, loves his daughter, featuring redheads similar to the village chief and curious big eyes. He said it was his dream to be an adventurer like a village chief in the future.

When I was six, my twelve-year-old sister Jasmine traveled to the Royal School in Wangdu to study to inherit the village. At first he wasted time not wanting to leave the village, but when the village chief heard about the school he had also learned, he broke his clam and traveled willingly. Basically, she was a simple daughter.

The Royal School, to which Cristella also attended, is a full dormitory system, enrolled at the age of twelve and studied for three years until the age of fifteen. Many of the students are noble children, but some are wealthy civilian children. They're sending it in for future cone making. That's what some colleges looked like in their previous lives. It's famous for its G University in Tokyo.

Sister Jasmine was due back for her third year this year, in the winter. That it went missing... no, not if you're building a field!?

"Oh my god!? I have to go find it fast!

"Don't panic, there's nothing you can do about it in a hurry. Gone was more than a month ago."

"Huh."

"Apparently, you heard me get shot by the Jerkins. He said he was going to take revenge and he jumped out of school."

Oh, oh. Sister Jasmine seems to have it. It's the type of body that moves before you think about it. Perhaps you heard that the village chief has nothing to do with his life. So revenge, not sympathy. Seems like I see you jumping out with only a sword.

"That sounds like a possible story. Sounds like you're the Red Rose."

I heard Cristella say Boso. You the Red Rose?

"Christella, do you know your sister Jasmine?

"Oh, did you hear that? Yeah, I know. I was a celebrity."

Cristella says Sister Jasmine was also a celebrity at school. Because from the beginning of school, he had drawn attention to the fact that he was the 'daughter of a hero', and there was a case that it would challenge a duel on a noble bonbong who didn't care. And you think the Bongs, who have tried to bring a few people around even though it's a duel, were not given a single machete by Sister Jasmine to return the favor? Speaking of which, I used to participate in the training of the village chiefs, and I was often made to deal with Chamberlain. You can't possibly be fat enough for a nobleman's bong.

You think the vibrant standing around at that time was received by some female students, who became admired for their red hair and their straight, passionate character for being called "The Red Rose You"? But I think that's just not passionate, it's direct. Simple, too.

"Unlike me, who was often alone, there were always people around her. I was jealous."

"Ugh..."

Speaking of which, Kristera was isolated in school because of her country daughter's work. I mean, Botch...... it seems better not to touch on what I did when I was a student. I can't get the best out of it. That's adults. Even Anya doesn't look away and say anything.

"Well, I was able to sign up for the Wangdu Adventurers Guild and make sure I got on the station carriage, but I don't know what to do after the city of Brinkston. I don't think so..."

Brinkston is Harbor Street on the western edge of Hugo Marquis Territory, and beyond that is Red Cap Earl Territory, which has a border with Jerkin. The Ertz River, on the western edge of its Earl Territory, is the current border with Jerkin and is at the forefront of the war. The Eltz River is about five hundred meters wide, but the depth of the water isn't that great, apparently. It's only about two meters deep, and the flow is calm. They say if you pick a place, you can walk across it. Nevertheless, crossing the river is quite difficult now because the army is staring at each other across the river.

But there's a way out of everything, and in fact, if you're from the sea, you can still cross the border. Some merchants continue to trade on ships. In fact, Jerkin peaches were sold in Parker City.

And it can be the city of Brinkston where many of the ships from Jerkin to Kingdom or from Kingdom to Jerkin stop. It's a shipping relay.

I mean...

"Maybe he got on a boat and went jerkin 'off?

"That possibility cannot be denied. Looks like you registered as an adventurer, so you can board a merchant ship as an escort."

I'm only twice as capable of acting, sister Jasmine. On the contrary, I can be sure that you are definitely entering Jerkin. But if you get caught inside the empire, you're often a prisoner, a slave if you're bad, and an execution if it sucks. After all, I can't keep it too long. Better hurry as much as you can.

"Okay. The fields are in a hurry to make shape only, so let's all do something about soil making. As soon as we're done, I'll go find Sister Jasmine."

"Sorry, I can't do much in this day and age. I'm sorry, but let me rely."

Not at all. All I'm asking is for you to take advantage of the fact that one of your noble daughters infiltrated an enemy country during the war. I can't do it very publicly. The village chief can't move himself, so it's best for me to take it lightly.

Damn, you had trouble with that firecracker girl, too.

Usually opening the field is a task that requires a lot of time and effort.

First we mow the weeds and shrubs on the surface, then we dig up the rocks and roots of the trees that are buried, then we dig back the soil that has hardened, and then we fill it with more rotten soil and compost to make the soil, so that it finally becomes a field where we can grow crops. Naturally it's all manpower because there are no civil machines or farming appliances like modern Japan. That's how all the fields in the village are now made. No, I lose my head. Good luck, fathers.

"Half a day… the same size as the fields now in the village, is it only half a day? That's a lot of bullshit."

The next day.

I finished cultivating the farmland on the north side of the village for half a day, exactly in the morning. As a result of using planar magic without weighing himself at all. I decide that I didn't hear the village chief crush staring at the distance with his arms together.

The sharp screwed plane was rotated at high speeds, and the weeds, rocks and shrubs were all crushed to millimetres. If they cut this far, I can't say how much weed I can regenerate anymore. If you want to grow potatoes, the soil should be fine. Then the soil from the old toilet in the village, where the slime composted, was also soaked and lightly dampened with Kikka's water magic. But should I sprinkle the lime too? Years of rain have made the soil acidic, so I added alkali to neutralize it or something. Shall we crush the bones of the burnt demons and sprinkle them? Well, should I leave full soil making to the full-time job? When an amateur does it, it's going to be irretrievable.

The fence hasn't been planted yet, but it's across the village from the Great Forest, and there shouldn't be any vandalism because nothing has been planted yet. It won't be a problem later.

"We're pulling an aqueduct through the field from the creek, but because the soil is still pouring out. When we build the fence, we'll hold it down on the board together."

"Oh, that helps"

"We'll build a field on the west side from lunch, and we'll build a fence tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

My dad and I are cutting wood for the fence out of the Great Forest. He was in the woods yesterday to cut out the wood, too. Quite a lot, but it seemed like an easy win for the fathers who learned to strengthen their bodies. Don't think of bullshit as Dad.

The fence simply punches two round-tails of the appropriate thickness into the ground at the appropriate intervals and stacks the appropriate thickness round-tails between its piles. It's all appropriate, but it's sturdy enough, so no problem. I use it as a whole, so I don't even need to dry it. Appropriate but appropriate.

"It took us more than six months to build a field for just three days. You're going to cut open a field in the woods."

I'm sorry. Instead of fields, I'm making a comfortable villa (dungeon). Speaking of which, you haven't been to John since you got back. Why don't you stop by before you head back to Dorton? I've got a lot to do. Well, I just have to clean it up in order.

Well, suppose we work hard on another one then?