Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 154: Peaceful Exchange

Heralesse studies the soil of one of the fields where knee-high plants are growing, displaying a great deal of health. She can't overlook the fact that the golems allow tending to fields day and night for the Fievegal, but the basics seem to be perfectly within the realm of her kingdom's technology. Rikuto implemented a four-field rotation system and fertilizer made from decaying material from forest floors, which has started showing results, while specialized water production devices from the Stalvaltan Grand Duchy helped the kingdom recover from the effects of drought.

Here, Daniel is making use of the humongous beasts at his disposal; creatures called gulpoxen, drakes, and huge centrifugal pumps that move water in huge quantities, making it rain on the fields once a day when it hasn't rained naturally. He also makes use of the fish farms he has running, which likewise provide food for the people, and the waste water is highly fertile for use in the fields. The Citadel's massive size makes it physically larger than the entire capital of Mornistae, standing like a mountain on its own, looming over a massive lake with sprawling fields around it. There aren't many ore resources near the Citadel, but the agriculture potential is undeniable, and the technology and methods Daniel has implemented have accelerated the demon-kin to overtake the eastern kingdoms. Even now, the weapons of the guard watching over her and the vehicle he brought her and a maid to the field with are beyond her understanding, even when she has been able to look at them every day. The vehicle is faster than an unladen buckrokh, and the weapons can eliminate seemingly anything at ranges greater than some of the strongest mages can manage.

What she's looking at now is the rich, dark, almost black color to the soil that is growing the healthiest crops the young Queen has ever seen. Even letting fields rest for a year wasn't as effective at restoring the soil as Daniel's intentional enrichment.

And, it makes her a little envious when she watches goblins, dattakoriens, imps, and ogres tending to the fields that look so healthy and well-cared for. Demon-kin are supposed to be masters of magic, which is why they've proven to be such a threat, while human-kin have made as many technological advancements as possible to overtake them.

Daniel is disrupting that fragile balance that narrowly keeps the demons at bay.

And, the guard standing watch over her is a female demon-kin from a tribe called the Chi'rinnis. She's polite, but they're a warrior people, so she has very little respect for Heralesse beyond those of her professional duties, so she is often curt with the young teen.

Regardless, she allows Heralesse her freedom, as promised, so long as Heralesse doesn't try to attack anyone, disrespect anyone, or try to escape.

"Excuse me, Atak'byr. Would it be alright if we head over there, next?"

Atak'byr nods, and she returns to the driver seat of the vehicle, while Heralesse joins her in the passenger seat. It's a little disappointing that Daniel and his people see Heralesse as so little of a threat that they don't even ask why she wanted to head towards the head of the lake where a large river flows in.

As they make their way along the dirt roads, Heralesse points out her specific destination; "I'd like to visit the water wheels again."

"Alright," replies her stoic guard.
The guard drives the vehicle at a modest speed, and they are able to cross several miles in a matter of minutes; a trip that would take a minimum of an hour on a buckrokh-drawn carriage. While they're using it just to travel, larger versions of the vehicle carry tons and tons of crops to processing areas.

At the water mill, there are a row of giant wheels with horizontal blades that are pushed by the water.

"Oh! Hurry! Hurry! Please!" calls out Heralesse.