Chapter 37: ..Then We Have Earned The Wealth Of A Century
Separating the 10 gold coins needed for the wall construction and paying the summoners and woodworkers, Auren was left with ten gold coins. His successful yield on his farm had also earned him over one gold. But after deducting all the costs of farming and paying Boros, it came down to 65 silver coins.
When Auren asked if Boros would continue farming for him—if he paid the same amount for a normal-sized land—Boros agreed. More than for himself, it was for the villagers requesting Boros to show them the new method that had forced the guy's hand. Somewhere deep down, however, Auren had sensed that Boros's condition had improved a little, and the guy was seriously interested and wanted to know more about all the things Auren had instructed him to do for their farm.
Him paying the guy was just a little incentive. Boros had again started farming—in a much different way than anyone had expected—but it was equally, if not more, effective.
It had been three years since they started farming, and for the past year, Boros and he had employed more people and expanded the farmland. Boros offered for them to become fifty-fifty percent partners, but Auren refused the offer. All the hard work was Boros's and the new youngsters they had hired. Boros had enough money to pay them, and the yield he would get this year would probably make him the richest farmer in the village once again. The guy didn't really need him—Auren had already revealed all the information to the villagers that he had acquired from his two years of farming.
When he did that, the most shocked among the villagers was none other than Boros himself. He had pulled him to the side and asked if he was sure about revealing all the information he had learned through so much hard work. Auren had simply replied with:
'It was all for them from the beginning. If we have enough food that no kid goes hungry in this village ever again, then we have earned the wealth of a century.'
Now that Auren thought about it, it was that very day when Boros had gotten serious about expanding the farm and giving his all to growing the crops.
They had not stopped making the game sets either. For only two years, the eight of them worked together and sold to the merchants that swarmed their village for the 'Original Goat Game Sets'. After that, the game had become so common throughout Greenvale that all the summoners and woodworkers in Auren's team had started selling their own brand of game sets. That was the sign for Auren to stop it, and he did so with grace and all the well-wishes for those who were venturing into this business on their own.
In two years, from the farm and the game sets, Auren had earned 37 gold coins. He gave his family twenty of them so they would never have to worry about money for the years to come, and Theren could have all the toys and sweets in the world. When he had done that, it was a very awkward day for him—everyone was so emotional.
Auren had 17 gold coins to his name, and he was only eight. He could do a lot in the future with just that.
"..It's true, Auren, I can feel it. You just watch, one of these days I'll summon the strongest summon in the village," Kenzo said.
"Yeah, yeah," Auren replied as they walked lazily toward the village.
The guy was too used to daydreaming. He was, however, on the very edge of succeeding in doing his first summon. Usually, a kid is able to summon by the age of seven, but that's for object summoners. A newborn animal or spirit beast summoner could take up to eight or nine years to do his or her first summon. It was said the stronger the summon, the more time it took—but that wasn't exactly true. Dante had told him the best new talent usually managed to summon their animals and spirit beasts earlier than eight years. Read ahead and get updates by visiting M^VLEMPYR.
There were exceptions in everything though. So yes, Kenzo could indeed summon the strongest being in the whole village. Both his parents were object summoners though—so nothing was set in stone.
Auren touched the black and grey metallic bracer on his right arm. He had long since abandoned any hopes of ranking up. Even after constant summoning of his black particles, and using the obsidian stone and killing the occasional animals Dante brought back—he was still a black crest summoner. The potential of his summon was great though, and Auren was fine with things even if he never upgraded in his life.
"..Then we two can become the strongest knights of this village." Kenzo kept blabbering. Auren barely listened to most of it.
Soon, they arrived near the big tree at the riverbank. There was no such thing as schoolrooms or anything—the old scribe took his classes in the open beneath the tree. There was one common class for all kids aged seven to ten.
Some days, the old scribe named Thomas told them tales of the knights from all around the five regions. Some days, he taught them basic maths; some days, he listed what laws one could not break in each region. The great battle that made the Woldbinder the Beast Sovereign—it was by no angle a good story or had any morals for kids to learn from, but the old scribe taught all and everything.
The stories and information the old teacher told them the most were about the Grove Keeper. The kids too asked with impatience to hear their Head's story. The guy had struggled greatly to become Head of the Keeper family. He was cast out, and then he trained and whatnot—it was the typical 'he was unfairly treated in his childhood, but he overcame all difficulties and proved everyone wrong' story Auren had read and seen in movies and novels thousands of times.
He was not impressed at all. The kids and grown-ups all loved to retell the story again and again with enthusiasm though.