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Claude, who was following behind Giselle who was leading the way, bit his fingernails.

'That's ridiculous. It really sprouted?'

The logic that Jiselle put forth was quite plausible, but honestly, it made me feel a little uneasy.

I was relieved to hear this from someone who had never farmed, studied agricultural techniques, or learned magic!

'Oh, no. If it's true, then I'm now a slave who can't even squeak! The manager must have seen something wrong!'

He hid his anxiety and walked briskly, putting on airs.

The clearing closest to the castle was already crowded with people.

The rumor spread quickly, and people from other regions, even wizards, came.

The people who had gathered together and were making dumbfounded expressions retreated hesitantly when the lord appeared.

Jiselle walked along the path they had given her and approached the field, her heart pounding with anticipation.

"Oh, isn't it great?"

Jiselle let out a gasp as she saw the green sprouts covering the farmland.

The wheat sprouts, lined up in perfect rows without a single inch of error, looked just like an army.

Unlike Giselle who was smiling happily, the people around her looked at her with astonishment.

How can sprouts sprout so quickly from land that was as good as dead!

Alfoy also stood next to him, his face bright red and his fists clenched.

His mind was in turmoil, as if he had never felt at ease after gaining enlightenment.

Alpoy pointed his finger at the tough sprout and got angry.

"Why are you coming out of there!"

No. This is a dream. It has to be a dream.

Slave! I, the successor to the Magic Tower, am an unpaid slave for 10 years!

The magical power surrounding his body became unstable and began to run wild.

I couldn't stand the gap between the enlightenment I had a few days ago and reality.

The shock of being forced to live as an unpaid slave with high self-esteem was also considerable.

Alpoy, who was trembling, finally fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Coolook!"

Jiselle clicked her tongue in bewilderment.

"No, what the hell is this guy doing? Is this something that will cause a backflow of mana? It's been a few days since he's been enlightened… … Anyway, he's a strange guy. You guys, take him over there quickly and make sure he gets some rest. He's a precious slave, so it can't be good for him to get sick."

The collapsed Alpoy was quickly moved to the hospital bed by the people around him.

But the shock Alfoy received was nothing compared to Claude's despair.

'No, sir… …is this okay?'

It was the moment when all the common sense he had believed in was destroyed.

'Production is copied? This? Your Majesty?'

I have never heard of farming being done this way anywhere on the continent.

This means that all of these methods were thought up by Giselle herself.

Anyone can think, but it's different if it actually works.

Claude couldn't believe that Giselle, whom he thought knew nothing, had succeeded so quickly.

"I lost? Me, a top graduate of the Ceylon Royal Academy? Hey, how could that be!"

Claude eventually began to deny reality.

"I think I've been working too hard lately and I'm feeling exhausted. I'm seeing things. I miss Anna… … ."

"Oh, Claude!"

Giselle grabbed Claude's shoulders and shook him desperately.

"Are you okay? Come on! You're not the type of person to end up in a place like this!"

"...yes?"

"I have to work for the next 10 years, what if I lose my mind already?"

"… … ."

… … It makes me even more upset that I almost got a little touched.

Jiselle chuckled and patted his shoulder.

Claude was so shocked by the remark that it was no different from a confirmed death shot that he could no longer bear it and passed out foaming at the mouth.

Luckily, Wendy, who was next to him, gently grabbed his body.

"Get some rest today. Tomorrow will be much busier. I have a lot of work to do."

"All right."

Wendy nodded and dragged Claude along.

"Then should we take a look around other places?"

Jiselle whistled and leisurely looked around the estate.

Although there were slight differences in each field due to the different sowing times, sprouts had appeared or were showing signs of sprouting in all the cleared areas.

It was a satisfactory result, enough to make me return to the castle smiling.

In my previous life… …I stole knowledge from the future, but I succeeded in producing the most important food.

Now this territory will develop at an incredible rate, because food is the foundation of territory development.

"Your Majesty! What on earth is going on? How did you know?"

"Hmm, well, if the seed absorbs mana and becomes stronger, it can withstand strong intellect."

Belinda kept asking questions, but Giselle just brushed them off.

In fact, even Giselle couldn't explain the principle accurately.

Because this was not his own method, but a method created by future wizards and scholars putting their heads together.

He only knows the outcome.

Neither the person explaining nor the person listening understood it properly, but everyone just assumed it was like that and moved on.

I thought it was a family vision or something that would be difficult to understand even if explained.

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In the first place, principles aren't important.

The important thing was that the result was that food production actually increased.

* * *

After confirming that the wheat was growing well, Giselle focused on other things.

To him, this was just part of a long-term plan, a necessary process.

The bet with Claude was a minor bonus.

But for the people of Yeongji, it was different. This was a major event that would change their lives.

"Crops really grow this well on our land? I can't believe it even when I look at it."

"Our lord is a man sent from heaven! He has been blessed by the god of agriculture! Let us believe in him and follow him unconditionally!"

The people of Yeongji were truly delighted.

Praise for the lord continued throughout the Fenris domain.

In fact, while I was watching the Lord giving his all, I still had a feeling of unease in my heart.

It's good to renovate the estate facilities, but that's something that ultimately requires money.

Won't the lord run out of money someday? Won't he become poor again like before? Won't he then exploit us like the other lords?

Since there was no way to make money in the territory, everything was bound to be unstable.

But now there was no need for that.

The old people looked at the clearing and held back tears.

"I won't have to starve anymore. My children and grandchildren won't have to starve anymore. Sob."

"Thank you, my lord. Thank you very much."

"We must serve our lord well. Our lord is our only hope."

It seems like the past days of starvation were a lie. The new lord solved all the problems of the territory in a few months.

The loyalty of the people of Yeongji reached the sky with each passing day.

Jiselle gathered the people who had gone to Daejeon and sat there arrogantly, showing off.

"I told you, right? I said you could do it. Anyone who wants to bet with me can do it anytime."

All the people who passed away kept their mouths shut and couldn't say anything.

It was clearly something that went against common sense, but once the results came out, I couldn't refute it.

For the time being, I have no choice but to quietly listen to the lord.

Jiselle snorted at the expressions of her retainers who were all grim, then turned to Gillian.

"The seedlings are still growing, so we need to take good care of them. Deploy troops to the cleared land to prevent wild animals and crazy people from trampling on them."

Then Gillian answered with a smile.

"The people of Yeongji have already volunteered and are taking turns guarding it."

"Oh, really?"

"They look desperate too."

"That's good. People who want to protect something are strong."

It's a really good thing that the people of Yeongji are volunteering to protect the reclaimed land.

Because now everyone knows that the land is the hope of the realm.

Jiselle gave a refreshing laugh.

The hope that he had been so sure of finally began to spread throughout the territory.

* * *

"Yes, you blew up all the runestones that were buried in the ground at once, right? The one who led it was Giselle Ferdium… … . Now he's Baron Fenris."

"Harold, Earl of Desmond, muttered as he looked over the report.

His voice was hoarse, as if he was tired. His face was also very haggard, unlike before.

His hair was gray and the area under his eyes was dark, as if he hadn't been sleeping well.

"Yes."

"… … You crazy bastard."

At first, Harold couldn't believe the report.

But the rumors coming from Ferdium and even the Duke's family confirmed that it was true, so now there was no choice but to believe it.

But regardless of what I believed, I still couldn't understand Giselle's actions.

To protect that little Ferdium, you exploded so many rune stones that you couldn't buy them even if you sold the entire territory.

"I didn't know that my opponent was a crazy person who couldn't even do math. Well, then I wouldn't have been able to predict it."

Somehow, from the moment I heard the name, I felt uneasy.

Harold clicked his tongue and looked back at his adjutant.

"What is he doing now?"

"They are destroying the land to increase land productivity. They are building new infrastructure and repairing it. They are spending a lot of money to develop the land."

"… … Increase land productivity?"

Harold rubbed his temples, lost in thought.

When Digald was defeated in the war, all of its territory became annexed to Ferdium.

Half of them were taken by a guy named Jiselle.

That alone was surprising, but the news that Giselle was turning the Fenris domain upside down was even more disconcerting.

"Why on earth would he do something like that? He must know that the land in that area cannot be used for farming."

"Isn't that because the production volume is too low? If we manage it well, things will get better than they are now."

"No matter what, it's too much. It's like they've thrown away all the money they earned from the Rune Stones."

Then the adjutant cautiously revealed his thoughts.

"Because it was the first time you received the spirit at a young age. You'll want to try this and that no matter what others say. Aren't there people who can only feel satisfied if they try it themselves? Considering your past as a loser, it's not that strange."

Harold nodded. It made sense.

There were many people besides Jiselle who spent a lot of money developing their lands, indulging in vain dreams.

Usually, novice lords who had not received proper successor training would make such mistakes.

"You seem to be proud of winning the war with just one trap."

Harold did not acknowledge Giselle. No, he could not acknowledge her.

Even if a person suddenly changes, doesn't that mean that his past as a scoundrel disappears?

Harold's high pride and prejudice against Giselle clouded his eyes.

Investigating Jiselle's past in detail turned out to be a bad thing for him.

To Harold, Giselle is just a lucky survivor.

Next time, I'll just cut off his neck and that'll be it.

"Good. I don't have the energy to worry about that for the time being anyway, so if you just self-destruct, we'll welcome it. Just leave it alone."

"All right."

"Because there are more important things to do right now."

After his defeat in the Battle of Ferdium, he received a severe reprimand from the Duke.

If it weren't for the achievements I've made so far, I might have lost my head.

So this time, we absolutely cannot afford to fail.

It was a much more important task than taking over the Ferdium territory.

"It is time to finish the work in the North."

Currently, the kingdom was going according to Duke Delphine's intentions, except for the north.

But for the rebellion to be completely successful, the north also had to be pacified.

Harold looked around at the staff gathered around him with sharp eyes.

"There are only a few territories left that have not been persuaded. Push forward without regard to means and methods. And especially, hurry up and prepare for Amelia's rebellion. I will think about how to deal with Leipold's knight commander separately."

The commander of Leipold's knights is the strongest man in the North, a man called the North's First Swordsman.

I raised Victor to deal with him… … but he died in the last war, so I had to find another way.

'Giselle… … If only it weren't for that guy. After I finish cleaning up Leipold, it's your turn. Wash your neck and wait.'

Just thinking about Giselle makes my teeth grind, but I don't have time to worry about that right now.

The Duke and Harold changed their plans, deciding that getting hold of Leipold was more important than dealing with Giselle.

Because no matter how much Jiselle struggled, she thought that the Duke could sweep her away at any time if he wanted to.

They had no idea how Fenris would develop.