How to Create a Farm with the All-Known Fantasy Book - 45: Mina's Visit.

As the sun was setting to midday, to when I should have started harvesting my fruits and vegetables, all of a sudden, I was visited by an uninvited guest.

She called herself Mina, and she was a race called an Elf.

It was said by the All-Known book that Elves were long living species of race that were very proficient with the use and practice of range and bows. They live in tribes and their diet mostly consist of fruits and vegetables, rarely do they eat meat..

With their race being as such, Elves were said to live in the deep parts of a forest and live under the seclusion of sight from humans. They tend to never involve themselves with that kind of race seeing as how in the past, a war was made that simply brought the elves to a near extinction catastrophe. So with that said, Elves tend to hate the humans be default.

But for Mina…she was different. She was a Nomad.

The kind of person who would roam the world and never stay long enough to build a community.

Now by sheer fate of the Goddess’s command, she was here in my home.

I invited her in to my home and as she rested in the living room, I prepared a set of water and fruits on the table for her to enjoy. And as we sat face to face, I asked her a question.

“So how long have you been traveling?” I asked as I tried to pour her some water.

“…20 years…I’ve roamed the world for 20 years in search of the next Guardian of the seed.”

“Search? Why were you searching for a guardian when it would have been done under the call of the Goddess herself? Why put in the effort to search for the Guardian yourself?” I asked.

“…I’m 432 years old. I’ve had my fair share of experience in handling my position as the holder of the seed. I’ve meet 3 guardians in that lifetime…and Its been 40 years since the last guardian was chosen. If a person such as myself were to live such a long life, and with only the purpose to find you, I will search for you if I must, all for the purpose of completing my role”

“…I see. So what happened to the last Guardian? You said that you’ve been searching for the guardian for 20 years, but you met the last guardian 40 years ago, what happened in the time before you searched for the next guardian?”

“Vendigo Percival…right. He was the last guardian before you. In the 20 years that we’ve worked together, he was one that had a moderate capability to raise the seed. He was strong with a sword…but he wasn’t blessed with mana.”

“…”

“During our time working together, when we finally came to a breakthrough for raising the seed. Just as it was about to grow into a sapling, our enemies attacked us…Rapture Cultist came and destroyed every progress that came out of our own efforts for the last 20 years.”

“.…it took you 20 years to have the seed grown into a sapling, was the enemy that strong?” I asked.

“…Yes, during that time, the cultist were growing ever so powerful with their numbers and strength. With the high necessary priority of caring for the seed, we barely had the time to fully nurture them to their utmost potential. The delicate nature of the seed paired the with constant meddling of the cultist set us back for a few years before we could actually start nurturing the seed.”

“…If the Cultist was that much of a threat, how were you able to start the project of planting the seed? You couldn’t have stayed in one place right?” I asked.

“Indeed. It was a constant state of battle that always put our lives at risk. And so at some point, we finally were able to escape the eyes of those cultist. We hid in this forest…in the domain of the Flat Bioma. Here, we were able to start the process of planting the seed.”

“Here?”

“Yes, but it never was long before we were found again…and at that time, because we were already at a state where the seed was properly growing on the spot, we couldn’t abandon the seed nor could we pull it out like we could with any other plant. If we pulled it as we did on the spot, it would have died…so we decided at that moment that one of us would hold off the enemies while one of us would run away with the seed as soon as we properly placed the seed in a proper seal.”

“…Was it Vendigo who decided to hold back the enemies? And a seal? Was it magic?”

“Yes…” as soon as she said this, she stood up from the chair and she brought out her palms where she then casted her magic out on the living room.

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Her words were absurd and foreign to my ears…a spell that seemed to have come across a different plain of a language.

In a flash of blue light, out appeared a magic circle that was then proceeding on cracking the very space of the living room. As if the space itself was being torn apart by Mina herself.

With her pale expression, she heavily casted this magic unto the table. In her hardships, she was able conjure an orb with a plant inside.

“…this is the Seed that you will grow. P-Please, grab hold of it.”

As soon as she said this, she fell back to the chair with a sweaty and pale face.

“!!?” due to her fall, I tried to reach out to her, but the magic orb was now on my hands…I couldn’t just simply let go of it.

“…the last thing I knew…before I could run away with that plant was that Percival was captured and taken away.” she said as she looked rather guilty with her eyes.

“…Yeah, the Goddess said that he didn’t die.” I said as I looked to her with a worried expression.

“Yes she told me as well…”

“Where is he right now?” I asked.

“ I do not know…the goddess ordered me to not attempt on rescuing Percival since it would risk losing my life as the holder of the seed.” she said.

“…I see.”

“hnn…” in her tired manner, it didn’t take long before she suddenly falls asleep.

“…Lets let her rest for now…and lets think of what to do with this thing.” I said as I stared at the orb on my hands.

***The next day***

As the sun was rising, Mina in her weary face, awoke in a bed with a strange and unfamiliar ceiling.

“W-where…Ah…I remember.” as she said this, she thought back to the time when she finally gave the orb to Shay who was said to be the next guardian.

As soon as she remembered what happened, she got up from her bed and made her way down stairs to find that Shay was seen cooking in the kitchen.

“…Good morning, did you sleep well?” Shay asked as he turns to the table with a plate of breakfast on hand.

“…What is that?” she asked as she stared at the plate.

For on his hand, he could be seen carrying a bowl filled with leaves and a plate filled with eggs and fried bacon.

“…This is a salad and on my other hand, a typical bacon and egg combination. Come, have a seat.” he said as he places those foods on the table.

“…Salad?” she asked.

“Its just a simple mix of vegetables that I grew myself.”

“…Huh.” as she sat down on the table, she was simply staring at the bowl with a rather perplexed expression.

“…What’s wrong?” asked Shay as he could see her being hesitant.

“I’ve never seen these kinds of plants before…and I know my plants. I’ve live for four centuries and yet, I have never seen these kinds of plants with these shapes before.” she said as she looked rather positively curious.

“That’s because they aren’t from this world.” said Shay as he went an ate his bacon with eggs.

“…What?”

“These kinds of plants aren’t from this world.” he said as he then eats his bacon.

“…What do you mean?”

“Do you think its possible for a person to have his soul moved to another world?”

“Do you mean Reincarnation or soul transfer? I’ve seen it be done by some crazy mage, but it was only ever limited to this world. His soul was only transferred from one body to another…it never came from another world.” she said.

“Well, that is my situation. And I’m telling you this since we’re going to be living together in this farm to grow this sapling. Knowing that, I don’t want to have some secrets be held back from one another.” he said as he looked relaxed while eating his breakfast.

“…Well, there was a saying that as long as magic exist, anything can be done no matter how impossible it may seem.” she said as she then slowly reached out to taste the salad in front of her.

“Hmm. Right.”

As she ate puts the leaves unto her mouth, a a gaping flow of flavors flowed in so naturally…all to a point that it nearly made her tear up.

“Delicious!!” she said as she then started to chomp down on the salad nonstop.

And as she enjoyed herself, Shay brought out a certain topic that would simply make anyone freeze on the spot.

“By the way…the cultist visited the farm.”

As soon as he said this, her entire movements were halted and she even dropped her own fork.

*Thud*

As the fork drops, she turned to Shay with a rather horried expression.

“…What?”

“…” But Shay simply remained eaiting his breakfaast like normal.

After two more spoonfuls of bacon and egg, he finally puts down his spoon and went to the door. And as he opened it, he showed her the sight of 3 dozen heads being piled up on a cart in the middle of his farm.

“They came in last night…bastards really made me work until morning.” he said.

“…H-how did you do it?” she asked.

“I just did what any normal farmer would do. Protect his property.” he said as he looks heads with a disgusted expression.

“…You didn’t hesitate to kill them?” she asked.

“Well, I tried to talk to them at first, but they were very willing to kill me, so I responded in the same manner.”

“…” as she stood there with a worried expression, Shay simply went and got out his horse from the stables.

“Anyway, I should get going. I need to drop these heads down to the flat fields…the Grizzly Lions  needs a breakfast to fill themselves up.”

“…” as he said this, Mina simply turned to him with a scared expression.

“…W-who are you?”

“I’m a farmer.”

And in that response, he simply rode on with no care for wonder.