The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I'm a "Farmer", Not a Demon King! ~ - Chapter 309

The Strongest Farmer in Another World ~I’m a “Farmer”, Not a Demon King! ~

Chapter 309   Beyond the tenth rank

“By the way, take a look at what needs to be done from now on as a reference.”

“Now on… what? Is there still something left to do?”

Eight Heavens has been defeated, and the enemy forces have fled. Even the reinforcements that were supposed to follow, upon seeing the retreating national army, have received communication from the plants and they returned together.

Repairing the devastated areas outside the city, fixing broken walls and repairing the city, while there might be such tasks, they shouldn’t be something to be done immediately today, so there shouldn’t be anything left to do today.

“No, there’s nothing left for you to do. The rest is something I should take care of on my own… well, just watch. I’ll do a little job at the end.”

Saying that, Dad lightly jumped and stood on top of the chest-high wall..

But, what does he intend to do by standing in such a place?

“Lightly… are you planning to do something suspicious in a place like this?”

“Do something suspicious is harsh. This is also necessary, you know?”

While saying that, Dad drew his sword and pointed its tip beyond the wall. However, it’s completely unclear what he intends to do. Does drawing the sword mean he plans to attack? But how? Actually, what does he intend to do in the first place?

“Right now, or rather, the Kingdom of Zaviet, when viewed from other countries, could be considered in a state close to civil unrest. Well, even though we declared independence, to other nations, it might as well be seen as a civil conflict.

—However, that ends today. The fact that the ‘Eight Heavens’ died will quickly spread to other nations. When that happens… what do you think will happen when they learn that their military strength has declined?”

“Well…”

“Until now, Zaviet has been spared from external attacks because of entities like the ‘Eight Heavens.’ But out of those Eight Heavens, five… or if you count what I did, six are gone. Well, even with two remaining, it would be more than enough military strength for a normal country. However, in this country surrounded by enemies, having only ‘two’ would inevitably invite aggression, especially from the east.”

East… In the east of this country, there are nations to the southeast and northeast, respectively. One is a religious state that summons heroes and worships gods in the southeast, and the other, though without a direct frontline, is a not-so-friendly nation.

If either of them decides to attack, the other is likely to follow suit. After all, this country claims to have a ‘Demon King.’

The southeast, from a religious standpoint, would not overlook the presence of a Demon King, and the northeast would probably just want to claim this country for themselves.

“If left alone, war will break out again. Even if it does, it’s like, ‘So what?’ But, well, troublesome matters can’t be ignored. So—『Magic Sword』, 『Holy Sword』.”

With those words, my father momentarily paused, held the sword with both hands, assumed a defensive stance, and simultaneously invoked the two skills.

At that moment, a violent surge of power overflowed from my father’s hands.

Confronted with such overwhelming force, I didn’t just step back; I leaped backward significantly and assumed a defensive posture.

There was no need to do something like this against my father. I understood that in my mind.

I knew, but still, I couldn’t help but brace myself.

The pressure was so intense that it felt like I might be crushed by it with just that. Such power.

Indeed, an overwhelmingly absurd pressure.

“Before anything happens to me, I’ll show you. The overwhelming power that makes you not even think of resisting.”

The power overflowing from the sword gradually converged and settled into the form of a single sword.

This is it. This presence. I’ve felt it before, but I had no idea what the source of that unsettling presence was. Now, it’s revealed.

After feeling this ominous presence before, I tried to investigate what happened, but Eddie and Jit seemed to know something about it, though no one provided detailed information. Of course, not even my father.

Such an unknown and ominous power. And now, it’s right in front of me.

“…What is that?”

“The skill is called 『Divine Sword』. Well, I came up with the name. After Magic Sword and Holy Sword, it creates a sword even more powerful. Its effect is—Hah!”

My father swept the sword, and a large line appeared on the ground.

No, it didn’t appear. Rather, the opposite. It disappeared.

Mountains, forests, the earth, regardless of everything, as if a god had drawn a straight line from the sky, things along that line vanished.

Maybe… he cut it. Given the situation, that’s the only logical conclusion.

But, can someone do such a thing? Such an absurd act that’s beyond comprehension…

What is that mark? Cut with a sword? No, no, the size is too different.

I vaguely recall a myth about a giant covering the world, but a being of that size would need more than just swinging a sword to leave such a cut, wouldn’t it?

“As you can see. The user can cut anything within the desired range as much as they wish. Well, when it comes to the desired range, there are no strict limitations, but when it gets to this scale, even if you say ‘cut,’ it ends up looking quite awkward.”

Awkward… that? Well, certainly, the cut from the sword is too large, and I can understand what he means.

But what just happened was an attack that made such considerations irrelevant.

A skill like this exists for a swordsman…

“…Wait! No, hold on a second. Swordsmen didn’t have such skills.”

That’s right. Swordsmen didn’t have such skills. There were skills to send out sword strikes, extend swords, and even create a skill that only cuts what you desire.

But there shouldn’t have been a skill that causes such abnormalities.

“Train. The tenth is not the peak.”

The tenth is not the peak? What does that mean?

“Encourage yourself, foolish son.”

Saying that, my father descended from the chest-high wall, stood next to me, and leaned against it.

…The tenth is not the peak. In other words, there’s something beyond my current level, and my father has reached that point.

“To train, huh…”

However, even if I’m told to reach that point, after witnessing what just happened, it’s unimaginable for me to think that I can reach such a level.

The tenth rank of the ‘farmer.’ Growing plants, harvesting, making them usable again… What comes after that?

“Well, don’t overthink it. You’re strong enough as you are now, and you did well this time too. Just be happy about that, you brat.”

Saying so, my father roughly tousled my head.

…I’m neither at an age nor have an appearance to be treated like this, but for my father, I guess I’ll always be the ‘brat.’

Understanding that, I decided to let out various emotions that had been bottled up in my chest along with a sigh.

And, rather than comforting or encouraging words from my father, I decided to simply accept the fact that he was stating pure reality.

“Well, I guess I’ve become somewhat strong, like you said.”

Even though this time it wasn’t a fair fight due to the setup, it’s still okay for my father to praise me to some extent, right?

“Do you feel it?”

“Thanks to your nonsense, I can only feel fragments.”

Even if someone who cut a mountain with a skill beyond skills says, “You’re strong,” I can’t believe it.

“You’re quite a nonsense-spouter yourself. Even I didn’t expect that scene.”

“Yeah, well… Honestly, I was surprised too.”

Even from a distance, it was evident that the entire area was dyed red, even from atop the wall. Seeing the head bob up after using ‘Harvest,’ anyone witnessing it for the first time would probably lose their composure.

Maybe it’s just my imagination, but it seems like my father’s expression tightened a bit too, but it must be my imagination.

But well, in any case.

“Sigh. With this, the war should finally be over. Mom is probably worried, so it’s perfect timing. My father’s pawns must have decreased, and it might be a good idea to go meet them properly this time?”

Last time, I just went to declare independence. I couldn’t even talk properly with my mom and the others, let alone see their faces. Once things settle down a bit, I might as well go stir up the king, who must be struggling without his main forces.

Oh, should I get in touch with the Crown Prince on that occasion?

Considering the way we parted, I don’t have any intention of getting along with him as brothers for now, but since I can communicate with him, it might be useful.