Main World. March.
By March, spring was well underway, and tiny green shoots had begun to emerge along both sides of the road.
The sun shone brightly. It was a perfect day to inspect the territory.
Romon rode with a dozen cavalrymen behind him and four fifth-level druids accompanying him. The party chatted as they inspected the fields along a narrow country road.
Spring had arrived, turning the distant hills a lush green.
Closer at hand, vivid green grass dotted both sides of the road in patches and clumps.
In the fields, the wheat seedlings had turned green again, stretching as far as the eye could see like waves of emerald.
Golden wildflowers gleamed amid those green waves.
The four druids watched their surroundings warily. All had only recently advanced to the fifth level. Since their advancement had taken place at the Giant Eagle Druid School, they held Romon, its headmaster, in great respect.
"The experimental field up ahead was planted by the school. You only arrived last winter, so you missed the planting, but you'll have your chance this spring," Romon told the four druids beside him as he looked toward the farmland ahead.
"I'm honored to have the opportunity to participate in an experiment like this," one of the druids promptly replied.
The other three expressed their feelings in turn. All of them were excited.
As the party continued forward, the subjects working nearby spotted Romon and immediately straightened up to bow, expressing their affection for their lord.
Romon took in the spring scenery. A pond lay not far away.
A hare suddenly bounded out, bringing a smile to his face.
He turned his attention inward to the Shennong Horn Space.
Inside the Shennong Horn, golden radiance bathed everything. The Light Orb hung high overhead, looking more and