Tatshaw Territory. Yaka Village
Makaya pushed open the window and looked out.
From where she stood, the entire village lay spread before her in a single glance. In the blink of an eye, it was already May.
The spring plowing had ended, and things could be a little more leisurely now. But the villagers could still dig trenches, clear away excess brush, and even fertilize the fields.
Watching another vegetable plot being completed, seeing the villagers below bustling about with such excitement, Makaya smiled.
Our people want nothing more than a life like this.
Just then, a pretty figure appeared. Behind her were five or six young girls carrying food and water to the busy workers.
For a time, the fields were filled with lively bustle. Everyone relaxed and laughed.
Once they had finished, Danny led three young girls toward the village hall.
At that moment, the morning sunlight spilled down over the village.
"Auntie, I'm here," Danny called upon reaching the door.
"Come up!"
Makaya was seated in her office. Before her was a kind of flower, a precious medicinal blossom blooming in clusters, extraordinarily beautiful. The air was filled with the fragrance of herbs.
This flower was called the Six-Petaled Flower, and only their people possessed its seeds.
Throughout the generations, this flower, combined with a Druid's power, could produce exceptionally fine healing potions.
If this was confirmed this time, she wanted to give it to Romon.
As she was thinking, the door opened and the four girls entered.
"You're here? How did it go?" Makaya asked without turning around.
She had instructed several girls in the village who had not awakened as Druids to study under Danny. In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.
"Auntie, they've all sensed Holy Power. They can now cast