Sylvandar Kingdom.
At the largest rice field in the kingdom.
The heat from the sun seemed to burn everything.
And that was why all the farmers had returned home to escape this torture.
Even a fool could tell that this was not a suitable time to plant crops.
It could be said that it was the worst time to do so.
However, on that giant rice field, there was still a farmer working diligently.
It seemed that even the hellish heat from the sun could not move him.
It seemed that the word "tired" did not exist in the farmer's dictionary.
What an indomitable will.
"And that's it!"
The man threw the hoe down hard, stood up straight, and smiled with satisfaction.
He had finished his work for the day.
"Huh?"
But then, as the farmer was wiping the sweat from his forehead, he noticed a woman not far away.
"She is…?"
When he saw her, the farmer's heart completely froze.
Part of it was because of her appearance.
"Number 1 beauty" was indeed a fitting description for this woman.
