Tuesday, May 20, 2025

[WN] Jitsuwa 3-Domedatta : Chapter 8


Chapter 8

(Kyle Calendar Year 500: Age 7)

The First Calamity and the Third Arrow


Translator : PolterGlast


History of the Solis Barony Omen of Demise

 

Kyle Calendar Year 500, the mountain god of Griffonia rages greatly.

The black hand of wrath, crossing the border, covers the southern side of the Kyle Kingdom, bringing heavenly disaster.

 

In this year, the land of Estol is covered by black clouds, with little blessing from the sun. After the black clouds depart, there is no rain, and the land greatly thirsts. The land is desolate, and no blessing of harvest is brought forth. People hunger, wander, and their hearts are greatly disturbed.

 

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And finally, I turned seven.

The real battle starts now.

From this year onwards, the Solis barony and the Estol territory will be struck by successive natural disasters, man-made calamities, and epidemics.

 

As written in the history books, there seemed to have been a large-scale volcanic eruption in the neighboring Griffonia Empire.

The damage on the other side of the steep mountain range that separates the border is not something we know.

 

"It's just as Takuhir said. After this... is it really coming?"

 

My father muttered with a sullen look.

 

"Probably. Please, by all means, be prepared."

 

I deliberately didn't say, or rather couldn't say, that it would definitely come.

I couldn't explain the basis for it.

 

However, large-scale ashfall and days when the sky was covered with a dark, gloomy haze even during the day continued.

 

"At this rate, the crops won't grow. What in the world will happen?"

 

The citizens looked up at the sky anxiously every day.

 

Days without sunlight, dimly lit even during the day, continued.

 

About a month after the eruption, the blue sky and warm sunlight finally poured down.

The citizens cheered.

 

However, the dry weather continued, and it didn't rain at all. The land dried up, and cracks appeared everywhere.

 

Sand danced in the wind from the dry earth, and the citizens began to voice their anxieties again.

The drought written in the history books had arrived.

 

The water level of the Org River, which boasted abundant water, decreased day by day, and the width of the river gradually narrowed.

 

 

"Operate all the pumping waterwheels! Open the floodgates of the waterways and send as much water as possible.

Don't forget to constantly adjust the floodgates so that even the reduced flow of the river is diverted to the waterways as much as possible.

But don't dry up the river. The basin isn't just ours."

 

Mother Chris's instructions were executed immediately.

Cheers rose from the farmers in the areas where water arrived.

 

The Estol territory had not spent these two years in vain.

 

They had implemented measures such as irrigation works using pumping waterwheels, stockpiling in preparation for disasters, and buying up grain.

Therefore, as the great famine steadily approached, my parents and the steward calmly proceeded with countermeasures.

 

"First, we must issue a proclamation to reassure the citizens."

 

Following my mother's instructions, a proclamation was issued, and the people began to calm down.

 

Measures to reduce the tax burden will be implemented for this year only.

The granaries for famine relief will be opened, and grains will be redistributed.

Dried noodles will be prepared and served as needed.

 

These were all matters that my parents and the steward had discussed and decided in advance, but my mother announced them at a good time.

 

In fact, even if these relief measures were implemented, the Estol territory had sufficient reserves, and the Solis baronial family had sufficient financial resources.

 

That's because they had bought up cheap domestic wheat to their heart's content during the bumper crop of the previous year.

 

Also, it was significant that in the fields where irrigation works had been completed, the water from the Org River was circulated by the pumping waterwheels, and it was predicted that there would not be a very noticeable decrease in yield.

 

The citizens were also in a situation where optimistic voices were heard, saying that they would probably be able to manage this year by tightening their belts slightly.

 

And another positive factor was turnips.

Turnips were originally cultivated in this world as well.

 

However, just like in the European history Nishida knew, turnips were mainly used as animal feed, which was a great waste from my perspective, a former Japanese.

 

I had long been dissatisfied with the handling of turnips, which grew so easily, were delicious to eat, and whose leaves could also be eaten.

 

I remembered reading about the history of the Three Kingdoms, which I personally loved. Zhuge Liang, who was said to be a genius strategist, recommended the cultivation of turnips and, when going on expeditions, first built his camp and then sowed turnip seeds... I recalled such an anecdote.

 

Therefore, I had been taking measures since last year when there was a bumper crop.

 

Turnip Measures

 

I had Raymond-san check the cultivation status of turnips within the territory when he traveled around various places for the construction of granaries for famine relief.

 

Information on villages that cultivate them and their usage status.

The cultivation methods in the villages that cultivate them.

 

I had my father introduce me to merchants, and I also gathered information myself.

 

Acquisition of turnip seeds and turnips themselves.

Procurement of purchase funds (begging my father).

 

I asked the head chef to research turnip recipes and delicious ways to eat them.

 

Research on how to utilize them as food ingredients.

Creation of turnip recipes.

 

Of course, the ingredients that the head chef tried could not be wasted.

As a taste-testing staff member, my meals once again became a special menu.

From that day on, various turnip dishes were placed before me, coloring the dining table every day...

 

The steward's investigation revealed that several villages in the Estol territory had a track record of cultivating turnips for animal feed.

 

Also, we were able to secure several types of seeds as well as harvested turnips cheaply and in large quantities.

 

At that time, the town of Est was bustling with merchants gathering because of the rumors that they were steadily buying up the plummeted grain, so it was surprisingly easy to collect the seeds.

 

Gathering information from the villages that actually grew turnips, such as growing methods, crop rotation problems, and precautions regarding cross-pollination, I independently compiled a guide on how to grow turnips and recommended cooking methods (recipes).

 

Since I originally enjoyed home gardening (in Japan), I tried growing them myself properly.

 

The vacant land in the garden of the lord's mansion was dug up by me, and one after another, it was transformed into fields.

Like the villainous young lady who reincarnated that I had read about somewhere.

 

The entire garden was turned into fields, and a garden far removed from elegance... no, a turnip field spread out.

 

Only at this time did my parents put their hands on their foreheads and were genuinely dumbfounded.

Even so, I was like a runaway locomotive and wouldn't stop.

 

For some reason, Anne helped me with my work silently without a single complaint.

The fallow land near the town of Est was transformed into a vast turnip field with the help of the stationed soldiers.

 

Raymond-san, in his position as steward, strongly supported the utilization of fallow land and the mobilization of soldiers.

His dependable figure as he persuaded my parents made me grateful for his existence once again.

 

After two months, the first harvest season arrived.

The early harvest was also a good point of turnips.

 

Some were for tasting, and most were left as they were to collect seeds.

 

In the areas where I had requested cultivation, I asked them not only to use the harvest for food and feed but also to collect and multiply the seeds, promising to buy all the seeds.

 

As a result of such efforts, before the great famine occurred, we were able to secure a stock of seeds to distribute within the territory, and the manuals for growing and eating them were also prepared.

 

Thanks to this preparation, during the great famine, the collected seeds were distributed, and the turnips grown throughout the territory became a valuable food source for the citizens during the winter.

 

What was a bit excessive was that my father came to be respectfully called "Turnip Baron-sama" by the citizens.

 

"Turnip Baron, no, please stop that. Why me...?"

 

My father seemed to dislike his new alias "Turnip Baron," which replaced the "Merchant Baron" he had liked, but I stared blankly at my father muttering alone in his office...

 

"It's not my fault, probably."

 

Of course, I pretended not to see and left.

 

Including these circumstances, there was no major confusion in the Estol territory even under the conditions of what could be called a great famine.

 

The proclamation of relief measures had been disseminated in advance, turnip seeds had been distributed to each region, and in particular, the early opening of the granaries for famine relief had improved the citizens' anxieties and food situation.

 

Once it was judged that turnip cultivation within the territory was stable, my father gradually released the various grains he had openly and secretly bought up.

 

To the neighboring territories that were also hit by the great famine, he released grain as aid, free of charge or at low prices.

To the merchants, he sold the slightly remaining... actually, the large amount of surplus reserves at the inflated market price.

 

Buying at the lowest price and selling at the highest price. My father was very pleased with this ideal investment.

I bet my father's temporary income was quite substantial.

 

I wondered if he would really give me 10%. I regretted not getting it in writing, just a little.

 

For the time being, with this, the disasters that would have worn down the fate and strength of the Estol territory...

 

Damage to citizens and loss from the sudden drop in grain prices due to the bumper crop.

Damage to citizens and loss from the sudden rise in grain prices due to the great famine.

Assistance to neighboring lords and resolution of future grudges.

 

I believe these have been avoided or resolved.

 

"All that's left for now is to deal with the casualties of soldiers and the financial burden caused by the border dispute."

 

Muttering to myself, I took a breath.

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