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Yulian knew of the existence of Village Keepers.
It is said that Village Keepers are also known as Spirit Guardians.
It is said that such people were 'greatly evil' in their past lives and awakened before death.
They willingly chose to have 'one soul removed from three' and 'two spirits removed from seven' in their next life.
Thus, they are inherently kind, without worries or desires, guarding an area to repay the sins of their past life.
But Yulian had never seen a Village Keeper.
Over time, Yulian even forgot about such a term until the Villagers mentioned the actions of Grandpa Voll.
Grandpa Voll wore armor all day and refused to take it off.
At night, he guarded the Village entrance, protecting the Village from attacks by monsters and the Demon Race.
He had never been seen chatting so happily with anyone before.
Because he was a well-known old muddlehead in the Village.
He couldn't even engage in normal conversation on weekdays.
The male Villager recounted Grandpa Voll's situation in the Village one by one.
Sometimes they expressed admiration and respect, and sometimes they sighed with a bitter smile.
"However, no matter what, Grandpa Voll is like our guardian deity..."
"Guarding our safety."
"He must be very lonely."
Fern turned to look at the infinitely elongated figure in the setting sun.
"Who knows..."
Stark grumbled.
He had just arrived at the Village entrance when that smelly old man ambushed him!
Fortunately, Yulian reacted in time and pushed him away.
But even so, Stark's legs were grazed by Voll's sword sheath.
The burning pain gave Stark no good impression of this old man.
"Stark, perhaps you still need to go and learn from him how to be a good warrior."
Frieren said calmly.
Because as a warrior, Stark, despite possessing great strength, He was completely unable to fulfill the role of protecting the 'back row'.
In fact, many times it was Frieren and Fern who proactively gave warnings and took on the task of keeping watch.
"No way..."
Stark mumbled with a pout.
"Stark, go ask him."
Yulian gently patted Stark, interrupting what he was about to say.
"Mr. Yulian..."
Stark still wanted to argue, but facing Yulian who was smiling at him, Stark still nodded and walked towards the lonely figure behind him.
"I believe he will surely learn a lot from Grandpa Voll..."
"After all, Grandpa Voll is our guardian deity."
The Villager looked at Stark's departing figure and said with emotion.
"Speaking of which, where is the land you mentioned?"
Yulian nodded, acknowledging the Villager's statement.
But where was the land they agreed on?
The Villagers had previously proposed that Frieren and Yulian help harvest vegetables, and after the task was completed, they would provide lodging and food.
"Oh, that, it's right here."
The Villager pointed to a large piece of land in front of them, scratched his head, and smiled happily.
Where?
Yulian's gaze followed the direction of the Villager's finger.
Pumpkins, tomatoes, carrots...
Several kinds of vegetables were evenly planted on the land before them.
However, this land seemed to have no boundary, and as far as the eye could see, a large area was within the scope of this land.
"How black-hearted!"
Even Fern couldn't help but exclaim.
"After all, it's not easy to have adventurer sirs willing to help..."
"So please bear with the hardship."
The Villager said to the group with apology.
Then he repeatedly guaranteed that he would definitely provide decent lodging and food.
"It's alright..."
"Let's start."
Frieren interrupted the Villager's sincere words.
She looked calmly at the vast land before her.
Actually, for a Mage, harvesting vegetables is very simple, regardless of whether the land is big or small.
"You just need to exploit Flight Magic..."
Frieren said quietly.
As a faint light emanated from her staff, carrots began to rise from the ground one by one.
They even automatically shook off the dirt on them!
Fast, so fast that it wasn't even as long as the Villager spoke!
A task that would have taken the Villagers several days of work was almost instantly completed by Frieren!
"You can easily harvest vegetables."
She marked the occasional bad carrots among the pulled ones and had Yulian remove them.
Frieren put the remaining carrots into the cargo box of the carriage responsible for loading vegetables.
"Thank you, Sir Mage!"
Frieren's simple action seemed no less than a miracle to the Villagers!
"Fern, you try."
Frieren ignored the Villager, only looking at Fern.
"I..."
Fern hesitated slightly, but still summoned her staff and began to try.
One second, the pumpkins in the land trembled slightly, but did not rise.
Two seconds, some of the pumpkins in the land trembled slightly, but did not rise.
Three seconds, a few pumpkins in the land gently floated up, but the rest trembled slightly.
Four seconds, the floating pumpkins trembled slightly, but the rest all quieted down.
...
It took nearly two minutes for Fern to harvest five pumpkins.
But this was insignificant compared to the number of pumpkins.
"Mistress Frieren..."
Fern felt a little ashamed.
Compared to Mistress Frieren's operation just now, she seemed too unskilled.
"It's okay, you did very well."
Frieren encouraged Fern, but did not make another move afterwards.
Instead, she sat aside and motioned for Fern to continue.
"Okay!"
Fern nodded and continued to work hard.
She knew that Mistress Frieren was giving her a chance to practice!
Naturally, she had to seize the opportunity!
"Purple-haired miss, keep it up!"
The Villager encouraged Fern from the side.
Yulian carefully observed Fern for a few minutes.
After confirming that Fern was gradually improving, Yulian sat down with Frieren.
They sat on the ridge of the field.
The weather was nice, and they could sit on the ground with some grass as a cushion.
"Even a Mage like Fern finds it so difficult..."
Frieren murmured.
Before her eyes was Fern's figure working hard to harvest vegetables.
"But even what you call difficult..."
"Is much faster than for the Villagers."
Sein sat on Yulian's right side at some point.
He was now leaning over to speak to Frieren on Yulian's left side.
Yulian was happy that Sein was talking.
After all, since leaving the territory of Baronelden yesterday, Sein had suddenly become taciturn.
However, what made Yulian a little depressed was that
The feeling of being sandwiched between the two was strange.
"But it's much slower compared to me."
Frieren had high expectations for Fern.
Any ability of Fern that she had trained had to be nearly as good as hers.
It even had to be slightly better than Frieren herself.
"It's enough to be faster than the Villagers."
"I wish magic users would all come to farm."
Sein smiled and said a joke.
But it was this joke that caused Frieren's pupils to contract.
"Speaking of which..."
"I haven't heard of farming Magic yet!"
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