Chapter 42

Chapter 42

‘This can’t be solved with human powers.’

Even after the priests, mages, and alchemists poked around the territory for research purposes, they all shook their heads and left, only saying that there was a nasty, uncrackable curse cast upon this place. Most residents had probably lost hope for the territory to return to its past condition.

“Haha. But you never know, maybe the seigneur will please the heavens and they will shower us with rain.”

“Mister.” Gordon froze. He called Freeman, who was joking about how that would never happen. “Mister!!!”

“Hey, you! I’m going to go deaf because of you!”

“Was... Was that a raindrop just now?”

Freeman frowned at Gordon. “What kind of cock-and-bull story...” As Freeman lifted his sore body and peeked out the wooden watchtower...

Drip...

Something cold dropped from the sky and scattered after hitting his head. “Huh?”

They both froze simultaneously.

“...”

“...”

They were silent for a while.

Drip.

As the cold water droplets fell from the sky, Gordon rubbed his eyes in disbelief and opened them wide. At the same time, both Freeman and himself kneeled and bowed down with their hands up, as if they were worshiping a god.

“Please forgive these two foolish idiots, who did not have faith in the saint!”

“Oh... Seigneur, I believe. Amen...”

As the men shouted their prayers, rain began pouring down from the sky, like the heavens were waiting for this moment. It was like they were putting a stop to this horrible drought that was killing this land.

Drip... Drip...

Pitter-patte

r!!!

It was an intenserainstorm with thunder that seemed like the sky was letting out all its sorrow.

18. Just Plow! Then! Plant!

“These are dangerous times.”

“This is the worst possible situation. The information got into the hands of none other than Marquis Peiltris. If we don’t do something, it’s only a matter of time before the solid bond of the nobility breaks and vanishes into thin air.”

In the drawing room of Duke Bariatta, the chancellor of the Rowane Kingdom and the actual power holder, four or five men sat deep in thought with frowns on their faces.

“That’s right. However, we must try to find a way to retrieve the top-secret information.”

Marquis Peiltris was waiting to strike the nobility with a lethal attack, so it was too dangerous for them to act recklessly. There was only one thing they could do, since the secrets that kept all the nobility safe were now threatening their lives.

“We must be willing to go to war, Marquis Raultis,” Duke Bariatta said.

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

“How is the preparation going?”

“We can be ready right away at your command.”

“Please prepare in secret. We cannot give them a reason to do anything until we are perfect.”

Marquis Raultis nodded silently at Duke Bariatta.

‘You are underestimating that prince too much.’

Duke Bariatta frowned as he watched the nobles come together hand in hand.

Prince Davey had surprisingly changed since he had woken from his coma. It was difficult for Duke Bariatta to put his finger on it, but his instincts, from his years of experience as the chancellor, were telling him something was fishy. Also, the assassins of the Dark Moon, sent to kill Prince Davey, disappeared without a trace—no, it was more like they were taken care of, rather than running away. If he was right, Prince Davey would immediately show his claws as soon as he gained support or power.

‘Still, he probably can’t do anything about the Heins Territory.’

The Heins Territory was transforming into the land of death, and not even the continent’s mages, alchemists, or priests, could find the reason behind its disease. Even Davey, whom Duke Bariatta suspected of hiding something, probably could not do anything about it.

‘What is he going to do in a countryside like that, where it doesn’t even rain?’

Since he couldn’t send someone down due to the circumstances, Duke Bariatta remained oblivious as to what Davey was doing in the territory.

* * *

It began raining. All the residents, who knew what this meant, stopped what they were doing, ran out and stared at the sky in disbelief. As they realized that the water droplets hitting them was really rain, they all cheered in joy. Although most of the residents were elderly, with a few children and a very small number of young adults, the rainfall that had returned in a few years made everyone shout in joy like children. To them, the rain wasn’t just the supply of water, but hope that the dying land could come back alive, since the land was dying because of the prolonged drought.

The rain poured down for many days and stopped after it had wet all of the dry land. Unlike the residents, who were celebrating, Davey was going through a busy week since he had to take care of other regions.

Pitter-patter!!

Davey was satisfied by the rain only after he finished changing the code at the ancient ruin in the northwest region.

-So, you fixed it all.

Perserque spoke while she was almost half-asleep. Davey nodded silently and stood in the rain. He looked weird just standing in the rain, but after being in the dry wind for so long, he had sort of missed the coolness.

A few days later, Royal Attendant Bernile and Militia Leader Monmider, returned to the territory from the commercial city of Hellium. Since Bernile always had the same expression, he didn’t seem too interested in the current situation, but Monmider was different. He couldn’t help but be shocked at the fact that it had actually rained in the dying territory, and that Davey had slaughtered all the nearby goblins with a small group of the militia after he had left.

‘No, he probably returned back here as fast as he could after hearing news about the rainfall.’

Even successfully slaughtering the goblins was an amazing outcome since the territory wasn’t in good condition, but Militia Leader Monmider was seemingly more surprised at the fact that Davey had rescued all the residents without any injuries or casualties.

Of course, Monmider still couldn’t fully trust Davey, but that was natural, since he had supported this territory for so long by himself. To be honest, it was probably difficult for Davey, who was on Monmider’s bad side, to fully get on his good side in just a week.

‘Though, he’ll probably be in even more shock after he hears about what I did.’

After Davey succeeded in changing the climate of the last region, he kept silent for about a week. Did he just sit around and rest? Not really.