《ELECTUS - A tale of Peaceful Demons.》A hundred Ignite Gems
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Reaching the farm, they've lent a hand right away. Getting dirty along with the Miners and Farmers while pushing Ignite Gems on the cave ceiling ranging from twelve to twenty feet above their head.
Although Mogranius could reach the farthest points single handedly through flying, Eric helping as well showed solitude with his people, a great King Figure.
Instead of just looking at hard workers as if they are peasants, the young King got dirty and tired along with them instead.
If anything he doesn't yet see himself as someone too important to not put in work. He too was a Farmer until a certain point and has a form of respect for hard work.
While they were working in the cave, over a period of time they've noticed that it has become easier to breathe here now.
With tens of holes on both sides of the cave, breathing in the fresh air is a bliss for everyone and will make the Farmer's work easier. This idea should be praised, Stefan's mind should be admired.
Luckily Commander Alia isn't stingy with complimenting allies. "If Gaster Kingdom is to be a strong domain, you should appoint him as the King there or a Governor of some sort at least."
"Oh I will for sure. The little man showed King worthy bravery this week as well." Mogranius teased, thinking Alia talked with him.
Stefan ignoring the world around him, lost in his thoughts and ideas, as usual started strongly tuning out whatever they both said even if they both meant to compliment him.
"Well it looks like he is on his own world for now." Eric being the most used to such behaviour coming from Stefan, he just wanted everyone else to go on with their lives.
Having a question about this farm, Eric quizzed. "At my farm, we usually harvested the crops in September of every year. It's been six days since that month started, how many months are there left for all of the crops to grow here?"
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Trying to properly answer questions, Alia cited. "Harvesting month is about 20 days away. It's the longest month of the year for us, lasting 67 days while the rest are less than 50."
Stunned by how long the months are here no doubt, he didn't want to say anything about it in aims to not be disrespectful to this different culture.
He focused on the question he asked about the farm to begin with instead. "But from the looks of it, we will be lucky if even with all these improvements the crops grow in time."
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About 4 hours have passed and with all the effort of the Farmers, Miners, the Gang and Alia have put in, they're finally done.
The Farm is shining in a purple manner, providing light for all the crops and the light each Ignite gem disposes is generally reaching around 50 meters far yet the glow is too gentle on the eyes.
It doesn't even force anyone to blink. The scene is amazing, it's always nice to see large fields of crops. But it's differently unique to see them with a purple glow everywhere, here deep underground.
Everyone took their time to gaze upon such beauty even after considering their lack of energy.
It's interesting how long people can stay awake when there is a big interesting goal to tackle. Big Goals can inspire most, but to see people putting in work to gain those goals is nothing less than wholesome.
The head Miner approached Commander Alia and informed her of the results.
With great manners and discipline he explained everything in detail, without carrying a parchment even. He seemed to have memorized everything he needs to report.
Taking a bit more time to slowly explain each detail in order to avoid any miscalculation, he finally finished and returned back to his duties.
Commander Alia approached the mudy tired Gang with a wide smile on her face and proclaimed. "Well things turned for the best at last."
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"Do tell."
"At last?"
"We still have much to do."
These sentences were heard from the group one by one, obviously each have different thoughts and points of view.
To break confusions in between the Gang, she's swift to explain. "Well to start with, the Ignite Gem barricade in the Mine is no more and now cold hard Iron ores can be brought up to the Forge. We need all the ores we can get so getting rid of that Barricade proved as perfect timing!"
"So you are telling us bad news wrapped with good news. Perfection." Queried Mogranius in obvious sarcasm.
The nerve of this guy, he is dying for sleep but doesn't get detached from Sarcasm.
But of course in this case smarter, she replied with a smirk. "Well at least I have good news to tell. I still can't figure out how two all powerful Fire Wizards let that illustratio escape!"
Smoke coming out of his ears, he barked. "You try Fighting off a 1 ton beast!"
"You got attacked by a Source Bear? This is not your day." Added Stefan who managed to figure out what he is talking about.
Clapping her hands to get their attention, Alia interposed. "Alright now enough banter. Almost 300 Ignite Gems were used to light up the entire farm but only 100 are left over."
"More would have been left over if you didn't throw them down the Volcano. Miss perfect." Two can play the teasing game after all, Mogranius didn't want to leave any chance slip!
But he keeps forgetting that Commander Alia is less tolerant on such topics. "True. Miss perfect could also accidentally throw you down the Volcano as well oh dear wise one."
"We can buy a bucket of food for each person here and still have 30 Ignite gems left or we could go for wheat grain which is way cheaper." Added Stefan who seemed to have already done the calculations with a bit of help from Woldemir.
Taking her glare away from Mogranius, she replied softly. "My people can eat a lot at once, but one bucket of food keeps them well fed for a week plus we still have food from the last harvest. We may pass this without any losses."
Her enthusiasm arose as she counted the positive sides, it is wildly adorable to hear a sleepy lady get excited.
"Tough lady getting soft?" Mocked Mogranius.
A bad idea considering that she just started calming down thanks to Stefan changing the topic. It makes one feel that he really wants to see the bottom of this Volcano.
"I don't recall being soft." Of course she would never admit.
But this time she isn't mad, actually enjoyed this a little bit and got a little blush on her face.
"Getting to the case, carrying all that food is no easy task, we need more Horses. Not to forget more Wagons." Pointed out Stefan, trying to filter out possible miscalculations before they put this plan into action.
These people don't have any experience in handling such projects. Making a mistake here can shift a ton of food, literally.
Since Wagons started being mentioned, Woldemir had to chip in the Conversation. "A Cheap Wagon costs about 300 Gold Coins but we need two more at least to carry all of that food."
He has 10 years of experience with them after all, if anything he loves to help make this plan easier. "Meaning we need to spend 2,000 Gold Coins on better bigger Wagons plus Horses who can get the job done are surely not cheap. With luck it would be good if we get two for 1,000 Gold Coins in total."
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