After Retirement, Living a Stud Life in Another World - 107
Chapter 107: Quick Recovery?
“I apologize for my lack of consideration.”
The next morning, Ayaka-san came to visit and deeply bowed her head, apparently knowing about last night’s events. Well, of course, with the Dark Clan’s guards around us twenty-four hours a day, Ayaka-san knows everything about our antics.
“Ayaka-san, it’s not your fault. Since we’re living here now, it’s natural for me to meet Kaori and Honoka… but I didn’t expect Gretel to want a child so badly.”
“We can’t hurt Margarete-sama any further… Let’s move the clan’s residence to a distant location.”
At that moment, the door burst open with a loud noise. Standing there was, of course, Gretel.
“There’s no need for that!”
“G-Gretel… Are you okay?”
“Who do you think I am? A hangover is nothing; I’ll fix it with a light attribute healing spell.”
With a proud posture and firm words, she seemed as usual. It was hard to believe she was the same person as yesterday.
“I apologize, Margarete-sama…”
“I don’t know what Ayaka is apologizing for. Anyway, Lutz, let’s go for our development work today!”
“But if we’re nearby…”
“You’re not suggesting we move away, are you? We’ve finally been able to live nearby, and it wouldn’t be fair to Lutz if we did that.”
But after seeing Ayaka-san’s child yesterday, didn’t things get so turbulent? It might not have been just a “little unstable”… I stifled the urge to comment. It seemed like she still had more to say.
“But, I’ve made up my mind. If that’s how it is, we’ll just have to hurry and have the wedding.”
“Margarete-sama, if you say so…”
“Yeah. Beatrice-neesama can’t leave the capital. So, Lutz and I will have to go to the capital for the wedding. Therefore, to ensure that it’s not inconvenient for us to leave the Baden territory for a while, we need to push forward with the development of this territory until winter. I’ve decided; I’ll double my logging pace from today onwards! Come on, let’s go!”
Gretel grabbed her magic silver axe and dashed out, leaving Ayaka-san and me to watch in astonishment. I wanted to ask a million times what was up with her quick recovery, but for now, I was just relieved that she seemed to be back to her usual self.
“Is she really okay…?”
“Yeah, probably. My childhood friend is very strong.”
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“Is everyone ready? We need to cultivate at least four hundred hectares before autumn is over! Work hard until it’s done!”
Gretel’s loud voice echoed across the newly cleared plains. It sounded quite bossy, but it was necessary. Planting wheat on that scale might not be enough to sustain the nearly thirty thousand laborers, but hunting monsters and pests during winter aside, it’s essential to sow as much wheat as possible to prepare for next spring. After all, the kingdom only provides enough food for a year.
“We got it, Miss! We’ll do our best to clear the forest!”
“We’re counting on your axe, Miss!”
“If we don’t finish clearing the land, the lord won’t be able to marry, right?”
From Max’s mixed unit standing at the frontlines, cheerful voices resonate. These ten thousand soldiers are indeed highly motivated. While their living conditions are no different from other groups, what sets them apart is the hot gazes they receive from the opposite s3x, which naturally stirs up a desire to show off. It seems couples have already begun to form here and there, but Max is in charge of handling those matters. As for the remaining nearly twenty thousand rugged men, they serve only as field workers, but that can’t be helped.
And Gretel, she’s truly cutting through the forest at an incredible pace. Is she felling around five hundred, no, perhaps seven hundred trees a day? The earth mages who follow behind to level the ground can barely keep up with her speed as she steadily chips away at the demonic forest. Well, it seems the expenditure of magical power is intense… She ends up snacking on her lips three times a day in the frontline tent as if she’s eating snacks.
The wind mages, who were initially responsible for logging, are now completely dedicated to supporting Gretel. They detect the approach of monsters, collaborate with fire mages to defeat them, and allow her to focus solely on chopping wood. Then, the male workers drag in the logs, which the gold mages promptly treat, and the men assemble them into log houses. Meanwhile, the female wood mages diligently pour their magic into nurturing the seeds they’ve sown… It’s quite satisfying to see everyone working together to build the new territory.
“All right, work hard and let’s have that wedding soon!”
There goes Gretel again, roaring over there. It’s getting embarrassing, so could she please stop soon?