The Knight of Light plants the sun in the eternal night.

Chapter 99 Pear Tree

Leo prepared to personally oversee the breeding of the golden wheat and transferred one trainee priest from the Sunflower Group and one trainee priest from the Glimmer Group from the Spring Crystal Field to be in charge of wheat cultivation.

"Harris, Cohen."

"Young Master Leo, please give your orders," the two novice priests replied.

Leo nodded and said, "I have already informed you in detail about the breeding of golden wheat. Your next task is to distinguish between the 'internal' and 'external' varieties and to expand the scale of the internal variety."

"Internal seeds" refers to the seeds produced by the main stem, which are the seeds that can be propagated generation after generation.

External seeds are those sold to outsiders, which are the wheat seeds produced by the branching vines.

In addition, there is a third type of wheat, which is wheat grains produced by external germination. These grains cannot germinate and grow; they can only be eaten.

"Starting with these two acres of crystal greenhouses, we'll try to fill them with internal crops. As for external crops, we'll give them to farmers to grow." Leo planned to maximize the wheat production in his territory first.

He was originally very eager to reclaim wasteland.

Because there were too many serfs, there was simply not enough food to eat, and there was an urgent need to reclaim wasteland as soon as possible so that the serfs could become self-sufficient.

But the discovery of golden wheat gave him a way to solve the food crisis.

If all 6,000 acres of local farmland are planted with golden wheat, the yield will be five times or more, which will be more than enough for the swamp estate to be self-sufficient, so there will be no need to rush to reclaim land.

We can focus our efforts on water conservancy projects and taming the swamps.

He immediately found Franken and told him about the plan: "That's how it is, Professor Franken. The situation has changed, and your arrangements for the Swamp Manor will also need to be changed accordingly."

Franken stroked the prickly beard on his chin; he'd been so busy lately he hadn't even had time to shave.

Despite having ten clerks to help, he was still overwhelmed with countless trivial matters.

"If the golden wheat is really successfully planted, Leo, it will be a huge relief for me. Before, the thought of digging irrigation ditches and reclaiming wasteland was really giving me a headache."

Leo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Professor Franken, how could I let you tame the swamp all by yourself?"

"Haha, blessed by the Holy Light, no difficulty is a problem for you, Leo." Franken gave a little flattery.

He felt a sense of crisis.

It was created after Oden's promotion.

Having become a Tier 1 Knight of Light, Oden's future work focus will definitely shift internally, from patrolling, hunting, and fighting to cultivating Lightbringers and becoming deeply involved in the territory's internal affairs, which will overlap with his job duties.

He, Franken, is still the executive director of the plantation.

After a while, perhaps Leo will give Oden more responsibilities, and Oden will replace him as the governor.

He was demoted to an ordinary official in the administrative office.

The thought of this possibility made Franken anxious, and he silently warned himself: "In the past, I've been somewhat disrespectful to Leo because of my position as his tutor—I must be more careful in the future and do more work!"

afternoon.

Oden finally sobered up; he had drunk too much the night before and slept soundly.

"My lord." He arrived at Sunflower Castle, and upon seeing Leo, scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Yesterday I was greedy—"

"I hope this didn't cause any problems."

"It's alright, this is your moment of glory, I can give you a few more days off," Leo teased. "Aren't you going to the Glowing Town to propose to Miss Bronwyn? Do you need me to lend you a few aristocratic dresses?"

"Ah, this—" Oden was utterly embarrassed. "You knew, sir?"

"Yesterday, when you were drunk, you shouted so loudly that the whole manor could hear you."

"How could this happen!" Oden was completely embarrassed. This was a secret he had kept deep in his heart, one that he had never dared to reveal before due to his inferiority complex.

Leo chuckled and said, "What's there to be shy about? Beautiful women should be pursued boldly. Go ahead, marry Bronwyn first, complete your life's important event, and also contribute to the growth of the manor's population."

Oden scratched the back of his head again and chuckled, "Well—I wonder if old man Brownie will agree."

"Yes, yes, Oden, you're so outstanding, go for it!" Leo urged.

Oden mustered his courage and nodded emphatically: "Then I'll go right now!"

"Have Harden and the others accompany you. Also, I've had Mr. Dirk prepare a gift for you. Take the gift with you and don't be impolite." Leo thoughtfully arranged everything for Oden.

The specific gifts were all arranged by Butler Decker.

But without a doubt, Leo has completely won Oden's heart, and even if the Baron summons him, Oden will never betray Leo.

"grown ups----"

"Don't get sentimental, I hate that."

"Yes!" Oden suppressed his choked emotions and strode away.

Butler Dirk smiled from the side, his eyes full of satisfaction. Compared to the aloof and somewhat unapproachable young master of the past, Leo had now grown into a qualified nobleman, and his methods of managing his subordinates had become increasingly skillful.

He vaguely resembled a baron.

A short while later, Vanessa arrived at Swamp Manor riding a shimmering dog-crocodile.

Leo glanced at the sun mark on his palm; it was fully charged, but the flower language hadn't been triggered.

"Vanessa, let's go for a walk outside." He planned to go a little further away to see if he could trigger the Flower Language O.

Swamp Manor has been exploited far too much.

"Okay." Vanessa beckoned. "Come on up, Leo."

The two rode a large crocodile together again and disappeared beyond the manor fence in the blink of an eye. Before Leo could even say where he wanted to go, Vanessa had already chosen her target.

Keep flying.

"Where are we going?" Leo asked, watching the swampy plains recede into the distance.

"I don't know where it is; it's unclaimed land," Vanessa said with a smile. "I've found something good."

The winding journey was swift.

The two rode the dog-crocodile at high speed for about twenty minutes and arrived at an unknown place. Before they even landed, Leo knew about the good thing Vanessa had mentioned: a large, shimmering tree.

The big tree is bare!

"How beautiful!" Leo exclaimed, leaping off the dog-crocodile's back and feeling the familiar warmth guiding his palm.

The source is this glowing tree.

Vanessa smiled and said, "I've had it for several days now. Luckily, one of your subordinates has been promoted to priest. Once he learns the Reverse Light spell, he can transplant this pear tree back and eat pears every day."

"I can't accept this. You're the one who discovered it. You should transplant it to the Floating Duckweed Manor instead," Leo declined.

If it were before...

Vanessa will definitely have her own estate's pastor come and transplant the pear tree saplings back to Floating Duckweed Estate.

But now, all she could think about was transplanting the pear tree sapling to Leo's swamp estate: "If the pear tree sapling is planted in the swamp estate, and I want to eat pears, Leo, will you not let me eat them?"

"Of course not."

"That's good then." Vanessa grinned like a weasel that had just stolen a chicken. "What I found is what you found."

Leo was infected by the smile, and he chuckled too: "Then I'll accept it."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the bare trunk of the pear tree, and immediately a hoarse, aged voice echoed in his mind.

Like a thunderclap: "I have been struck by lightning more than ten times—"