The Southern Garden.
To be precise, it was only the beginnings of a Southern Garden.
When the first group of residents from the Southern Frontier arrived, the mages were working hard to build an Ecological Magic Dome suited to the Southern Frontier's climate.
This was something of a test.
Although the Northern Frontier had already built quite a few magical plantations for growing crops, none demanded the same area, scale, or precision in magical parameters as this dome.
After all, the warm sea breeze provided exceptionally favorable growing conditions. The apprentices only needed to make further improvements on that foundation.
Now, however, the apprentices had to modify and calculate the magical parameters inside the dome themselves.
Jacob stepped off the ship apprehensively, only to see the following scene-
In the distance, the esteemed mages were all wearing lightweight work clothes and carrying box after box, climbing up and down like construction workers.
Every so often, their leader would roar:
"Sera, how could you even get the readings wrong?"
"Those Weather Crystals don't go here!"
"Zarat, make one more mistake and you can go raise Swine Beasts!"
Across the vast island, everywhere he could see, the usually lofty mages were toiling like ants. They looked no different from ordinary people.
Just as the boy was watching with great interest,
an exceptionally tall woman walked over. She glanced at the card in her hand, then looked the group over.
"You're the first group of residents."
"We'll help you build your own homes and villages. Come with me."
With that, she turned briskly away.
The still somewhat uneasy people exchanged glances, then obediently followed her.
They passed through a construction area as chaotic as any building site and arrived at a garden already filled with all sorts of ferns, its ground wet and