Miller's territory, the village of Caiera.
　I was looking at the fields of this village side by side with Miller, who had accompanied me up to this point.

　Inspection.
　With Miller's entry into the Alexander League, the frontier villages benefited from it.
　There have been many calls for help from various places. One of them is this village of Caiera.

　In front of me and my mirror there is a deserted field, and at a distance behind us the villagers are looking on anxiously.

"The fields are pretty desolate, lots of rocks and roots and stuff.
Is it bad?

　Miller stumbled back.

Yeah, I don't think this will do any good. It's been like this for a long time, what have you been doing?　You can't get a decent crop with that, can you?
The "fight
"Huh?
I was fighting all over the place and using the loot I had to hit them with.
It's not ...... a fight, it's a war or a defeat.
Don't be so sure.

　The mirror laughed with ka-ka.
　The curse is lifted, the ruggedness is lifted.
　With his white hair and beard, Miller looks like a good-natured old man at first glance, but his words are still vaguely disturbing.

Because they say they can't pay the tax, so we'll just have to pick a fight and take it from them.
"You didn't raise your taxes?
"Why?　You can't get out of a rag by wringing out
"...... I see.

　The Miller looks at you with a big grin on his face.
　You've left your rulership behind and your personality is a bit in jeopardy, but it's not like you had a bad government or anything.

Bowls, what are we going to do about this?
Well, I guess I'll start with the dirt.
Dirt?
I'm going to take out all the rocks and roots and stuff and make it fluffy. Otherwise, you can't grow crops properly.
Boz, that's crazy. They're up there, but there's a bunch of them in the ground.

　The mirror was thumping on the ground.
　He's an expert at that, you can feel it.

With the size of this field, you'd have to bring in thousands of people in one go, or you wouldn't be able to plant seeds in time for this year.
"It's okay, watch.

　I said and thrust one hand vertically up to the sky.
　Gather the magic power into the palm of your hand to make a magic sphere.

　The earthen magic ball is one of the seven colors.
　It's the magic ball that I used with Eliza when we infiltrated the rebel fort.

　It was normal size at the time, but now I'm going to make one that's huge.
　In the palm of my hand, the magic ball was dozens of times the size of my body.

　It looked like a giant rock and I threw it at the devastated field.

　I also make a palm-sized one and hurl it at the devastated field.

　The magic ball of earth swallowed up everything there - the earth, rocks, and roots of trees - and crushed them together.
　It swallows a field and spits out everything in its path.

　The magic ball lingers for a while, and then disappears.
　The earth was pulverized once, and everything in it, including the ground, was shattered into powdery, fluffy soil.

"Yeah, that's it.
"Seriously, they did it in a second.
Do you understand?
Oh, it's fluffy, just like freshly ground flour, like Bowers said.

　You're a master at this.

This should make you feel like a field for now. All that's left to do is let the real people work out the details, and we'll be good to go.
Ho, that's Bowes.
"Hey, there guy.

　I am far away.
　I beckoned to the Kaila villagers who were keeping their distance from the mirror.

　Witnessing what I had done, surprise overrides fright, and one of the villagers came running in a hurry.

"Hey, what is it, sir?
"Hatake, is that all you see now?

　I asked while pointing at the rest of the field, the other fields that have been devastated.

"Yes, yes you are!
Okay.

　I decided to do what I could see in front of me, while gently leaving the villagers too nervous to do it all together.
　I thrust my hand up to the sky again and made a magic ball of dirt for clearing the land.

"Um!
"Hmm?　What's going on?

　The villagers open their mouths like, "It's not just dirt.

"It's not just dirt,
"What does that mean?

　The villagers winced for a moment, as if they were still afraid of the mirror, but then summoned up the courage to say: "We don't have a water source or water supply in this village.

We don't have a water source or ...... water in our village. The storm a while ago changed the flow of the river and more than half the well was buried.
"There's nothing here.

　Miller was stunned, but .



That's okay.
"Huh?
Maybe soon--here.

　I pointed to the field earlier.

　In the middle of the field, there's a spring gushing out of the middle of the field.

Water?　Why
You just threw one of these, but it's a little bit smaller.
"......?
"Oh, I've been doing that before, Bowles.

　The villagers craned their necks in confusion, but Miller seemed to see it all right.

That's what we were digging for. That's underground water that's gushing out now. There's a decent vein of water underneath here, so we'll get this water thing straightened out later.
"Oh, thank you!
"Don't do it, Bowles.
Hmm?
"It's a first-rate - no, a very first-rate - job of anticipating what's needed to be done two or three steps ahead.

　I wonder if that's the way it works.