You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 31 Re-plowing the Land
Gweil possesses the power of misfortune.

A strange, ethereal force surrounded her, subtly influencing her surroundings.

After she awakened, Nova's family suffered a lot of bad luck that shouldn't have happened.

They basically encountered every bad thing imaginable, almost leading to the destruction of their family.

After Gweil left, the Nova family's situation gradually improved.

In Roman's view, Gweil not only possessed the power of misfortune, but should also possess the power of luck, otherwise anyone else would have died in the mountains long ago.

Both disease and food are major obstacles to survival.

It's incredibly lucky that this girl wasn't carried off by wild animals in almost two years.

Aaron and Green were somewhat surprised to learn of Gweil's abilities, but they didn't have any particular opinion.

This power that governs luck and misfortune is mysterious, but mysteriousness and power are not necessarily linked.

No matter how amazing you are, I can still kill you with one strike.

The most common way to deal with witches is to sprinkle salt on them.

Gweil was different, because she couldn't control this power of hers—she couldn't even tell which misfortunes she brought.

Roman expressed his understanding of Gweil's parents' decision to expel her.

Let alone a medieval peasant family, even a modern family couldn't withstand it.

The poor are extremely sensitive to misfortune. Once they encounter any setbacks in life, they will complain and blame others, which is quite normal.

The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and bad luck only finds the poor.

Poor families have extremely weak risk resistance capabilities and cannot withstand any storms.

Sometimes, a bout of bad luck can worsen an already unfortunate family's situation, leading to a vicious cycle.

As a superhuman, Roman has a strong resistance to misfortune.

Even in the face of misfortune, we must follow the fundamental laws of physics.

Gweil's influence is also limited; she is not always in a state of activation. At most, it can cause things like a broken leg or a collapsed house, and only under certain conditions.

Although there was no clear pattern, Roman felt that it might be related to her own state of mind.

For example, the arrival of that pack of wolves was quite suspicious.

At that time, he and Shasta were on the verge of fighting, but they were abruptly interrupted.

Roman thought it was because of Gweil, but he had no evidence.

Of course, Roman doesn't shy away from talking about Geviel. If his Origin Farm were to go bankrupt because of Geviel, he might as well just slit his own throat.

……

Roman arrived at the blacksmith's shop.

There are eight or nine people inside now, enthusiastically forging iron ingots.

It wasn't that Moore was stingy with manpower; it was just that the blacksmith shop was only big enough to accommodate these people, and even then, it still felt overcrowded.

This made Roman find Lax's blacksmith shop an eyesore.

They were inefficient, but worked very hard.

As Roman ordered, these helpers would receive two pounds of wheat as payment each day.

To date, they have forged four heavy plows.

As proficiency increases, efficiency also improves.

Roman watched for a moment, the clanging sound of blacksmithing reaching his ears, making him feel a surge of excitement. He wanted to tear off his clothes and join in, then earn a hefty "Forging Experience +1".

But he has other things to do right now.

Roman summoned Lax and said to him, "These are not enough; we need to forge more heavy plows as soon as possible." Lax looked haggard, but upon hearing this, remembering the silver coins Roman had promised, he nodded and prepared to keep the furnace burning all night.

Roman patted him on the shoulder and then called over the foreman in charge of heavy plow production.

"All blacksmiths should have an extra pound of wild boar meat for lunch and dinner every day. If there isn't enough pork, other meats should be used instead."

The boar was killed by Shasta. The hunters found the boar's carcass last night and did some preliminary work on it—but since it belonged to the lord, they dared not keep it for themselves and sent it down the mountain this morning.

After giving these instructions, Roman took away all the cast heavy plows and led away six oxen.

Roman rode at the head of the procession on his tall horse, constantly looking around, searching for an auspicious burial site. Aaron and Green drove the oxen, pulling the oxcart. Meanwhile, Gweil sat on the oxcart, next to the heavy plow, following Roman as they aimlessly searched the surrounding farmland.

Green whispered to Aaron, "Want to make a bet with me?"

Aaron nodded and said, "I bet we'll be plowing the land later."

Green was speechless: "That's no fun."

Aaron asked, "Aren't you going to gamble anymore?"

Green rolled his eyes.

After a short while, not far from the town of Sig, Roman found a suitable target.

The vast farmland stretched as far as the eye could see.

Sig Town is located in the southeast corner of the basin. Silver Dragon Canyon and the dock on the banks of the Bro River are also in this direction. To the west are rolling mountains, slightly to the east is Origin Manor, and to the north are large fields, and further north are large areas of wilderness.

Because it has not yet been cultivated, it is filled with swamps, dense forests, streams and other primitive environments.

Roman dismounted. Compared to the other overgrown lands he had seen, this field looked somewhat decent, with fewer weeds, tree roots, and stones, and the green grass sprouting from the ground was sparser than in other places.

Perhaps due to the numerous times the land has been cultivated and left fallow over the years, the land here is quite flat and can be seen at a glance.

Roman used his fingers to break up the topsoil, grabbed some of the deeper soil, crushed it in his hand, and looked at the soil that was somewhat yellow and somewhat black.

He nodded; the field was indeed very fertile.

Roman put the yoke around the necks of the two oxen and tied the rope to the heavy plow.

The heavy plow is a large plow, but its drawback is that it requires at least two oxen to pull it.

everything's ready.

Let's start plowing!
After adjusting the direction, Roman guided the heavy plow to the deepest part of the soil.

The two experienced oxen instinctively moved their limbs and began to pull the plow, the wooden wheels turning as they moved forward.

As Roman expected, the plowshare of the heavy plow was vertical and sharp, easily splitting the wet and heavy land, turning over the sticky and hardened soil, and cutting off grass roots along the way. It was also effective even when facing frozen soil.

Roman was very satisfied with the result.

He walked forward about a hundred meters with the heavy plow in hand, then told the oxen to stop.

Roman left the oxen and plow here, turned around and said to Aaron and Green, "You two, plow eastward for 1,000 meters, then plow straight northward for 1,300 meters."

Although Green had predicted it, when the moment came, he still pointed blankly at himself and asked, "Huh? Me?"

You can do the farm work yourself; no one will dare stop you.

But I am a dignified knight of conquest, is it appropriate for you to ask me to do this?

Can I afford to lose face like this?

What would other knights think of me if they knew about this?

Aaron had anticipated this, as Roman brought three heavy plows and six oxen.

He thought each person would be assigned a heavy plow.

Roman initially thought so too, but then realized that neither of them had any experience in farming, so he temporarily had them work together.

(End of this chapter)