Strategy game? Then I'll have to control you properly.

Just as Lillie and he entered the game together.

On the other side, someone had just logged out of the game.

Attila looked at the seeds that the hunters Thorfinn and Durin had brought back from Monster Hunter and said, "In other words, these seeds can grow into large trees laden with sweet fruit."

Thorfinn nodded: "Exactly. Cough cough, the juice made from that fruit is absolutely superb; I went to great lengths to get my hands on it."

Attila said with great interest, "Even I'm a little interested in that legendary drink. Buying a cup shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

He was already feeling uneasy after hearing rumors of unrest in the surrounding area, and at this moment he actually wanted to drink more sweet drinks. He found their hard work quite amusing.

"Fruit tree seeds are not everything."

Perhaps misunderstanding Attila's words, Thorfinn coughed lightly and took out something else.

Those are also seeds, or more precisely, the seeds of various medicinal herbs commonly used by hunters.

"I thought that if I were a farmer, I might be able to make these seeds germinate, so I brought them back."

Attila's eyes lit up at the hunters' words: "Indeed. If the farmers were to help, they should be able to produce in large quantities."

Just as miners can dig the ground with a single pickaxe, players who have awakened their farmer traits can also sow and harvest at an astonishing speed.

If practical herbs could be cultivated in this way, mass production would be possible in no time.

"Anyway, it's not much trouble to give it a try, so let's go check it out now."

Although it was late, Attila couldn't wait to try it immediately.

This is not a difficult task. All you need to do is bring a farmer back into my world and plant the seed.

"Then I'll give it a try."

The farmer, who had just finished his heavy farm work and was about to rest, looked bewildered and re-entered the game world through a crack in the center of the village.

Attila, Thorfinn, and Dulin, who were unable to enter the game because they were not assigned to it, could only wait anxiously in front of the rift for Rusen to bring back the results.

"Just proceed as usual."

Although it is night outside, it is daytime in this place where day and night change rapidly.

The farmer, already accustomed to this routine, carried his hoe and headed towards the field.

The farmer sows real seeds, which are slightly different from the in-game seed items, into the soil.

"Water it and fertilize it."

The farmer moistened the soil with a watering can and then scooped out fertilizer made from monster byproducts from the fertilizer bucket and sprinkled it on.

This is an in-game farming method that can only be used by characters with farmer characteristics, and it differs from real-world farming.

"...Why not?"

But even after completing all the steps, the seed still did not sprout.

If it were any other crop, it would have grown to harvestable size by now.

The sighing farmer reported the truth to Attila. Since everyone had previously had unwavering faith in the farmer's abilities, they were naturally deeply disappointed.

"Um, please don't worry too much. Even if it can't grow quickly, it should still grow normally, right?"

Just as the farmer was calming the crowd down.

Dulin's eyes suddenly widened: "Thinking about it carefully, the seeds we brought were all obtained from another world. It's only natural that they wouldn't grow in this blocky world."

These seeds are from Monster Hunter; they are items brought from the game.

Dulin is right. If you're trying to fit elements from one game into another, like Minecraft, failure is inevitable.

Although items from different sources can interact, a seed is, after all, a living, breathing entity.

"Why don't we try it in the real world?"

Attila adopted this suggestion and instructed the farmers to plant the seeds in real-world soil.

Just as miners and porters can use their skills here, farmers can also make full use of their abilities.

It's just that farmland occupies a large area and can easily become a weakness, so it's the main focus of development in the game.

"W-How is this possible! It really sprouted!"

Following instructions, Ruzon turned the soil, sowed seeds, and watered Attila's yard, only to jump up in surprise.

Unlike in the game, the seed actually sprouted.

They thus realized that crops obtained from games could be cultivated in the real world.

"Tina told me that hunters use herbs to maximize their combat effectiveness and heal their wounds. If the herbs can grow successfully and be harvested in large quantities, it will be a huge help to those who have to fight the black monsters."

Thorfinn spoke excitedly.

"That's good, but what makes me most happy is that we have another weapon."

Attila nodded; he was in a good mood.

"arms?"

"Because war is not the only answer. From the perspective of those of us who must stop the monsters that destroyed the dwarf kingdom and are entrenched in the north, we should try to avoid war with the Western powers."

Although Attila hoped that Theodore, with whom she had already formed a bond, would win, she was prepared for the worst. Attila wanted to maintain a friendly relationship with the new patriarch, Luke.

At that time, the only things that could be used were goods that could be traded.

If you can avoid war and get what you want, there is no need to start a war.

Thorfinn voiced his concern: "Oh, on the contrary, won't they be envious if word gets out that we possess valuable items?"

"If they don't even have this much discernment, then war is the only option."

Attila's ideas were actually somewhat out of place on this grassland.

Because the people here are more accustomed to plunder than trade.

Attila decided to assume the worst and prepare thoroughly.

The following morning, as part of the ceremony's preparations, Bruno stood on the city wall, raising his staff and pointing it outwards amidst the commotion of the crowd.

"This is magic personally chosen by the guardian deity and taught by the grimoire. Please bear witness."

Lin Miao, who hadn't even fully opened her eyes, sat in front of the monitor, yawning, watching Bruno's performance with the other residents.

This is to demonstrate the skills learned in hero training.

"It's...it's hell..."

Bruno trembled as he recalled his experiences at the training center, where he was greeted by a magic book when he was assigned there.

The magic book forcibly instilled knowledge into Bruno's brain and then locked him in a virtual space for repeated training until he fully mastered it.

Now a hero, Bruno raises his staff, exhausting most of his magic power, and unleashes a massive incantation in the void.

"How is this possible! What is that?!"

"A pattern has appeared in the sky!"

The residents were stunned by the enormous magic circle they had never seen before.

The magic array, tens of meters in diameter, floated in the air and gradually emitted a dazzling light.

"Flame, fall!"

With a roar from Bruno, whose face was deathly pale from exhaustion, countless burning fire arrows poured down from the magic circle.

A magical spectacle where the vast land was blasted apart by a single blow.

Even Attila, who had seen all sorts of things, was so astonished that his mouth dropped open.

Although Bruno collapsed and needed help after casting the powerful spell, Attila intuitively felt that even if it was a disposable item, this super spell would become a powerful weapon.

Preparations are progressing steadily. Ideally, we won't need it, but even if a fight breaks out, I have no intention of losing.

Attila helped Bruno down the city wall, biting his lip as he gazed towards the distant west.

A strange intuition kept reminding him to keep his eyes fixed on the west.

"What's going on? Not again?"

As it turned out, Attila, the battle-hardened tribal chief, was right.

Just a few days after Theodore's soldiers' first visit, Lin Miao was managing the residents by watching the screen as usual when she saw someone riding a horse from the western border.

"It's Bjorn."

Lin Miao used the mouse to drag the icon of the only friendly soldier among Theodore's soldiers and teleported him to the village in one go.

Bjorn, having brought some urgent news, immediately shouted that he was looking for Attila as soon as he landed.

"Something terrible has happened! The clan chief has finally fallen!"

Half-panic, Bjorn was trembling and blurted out Attila's name when he saw him.

Attila closed his eyes tightly; his premonition had come true.

……

On the other side, the Luke tribe.

The battlefield after a fierce battle.

Corpses and wounded, rummaged earth and damaged equipment remained starkly visible, while an excited soldier danced and fawned over him.

"Theodore truly lives up to his reputation as a renowned warrior; he is indeed incredibly fierce. However, now that he has been struck by our arrow... he won't last much longer. It's really almost over now, Great Patriarch."

This is indeed a matter of course; they have finally won the bloody battle against their competitors, and now all that remains is to hunt down the remnants and seize the spoils of war.

"It's not over yet, can't you see this?"

But Luke didn't laugh; instead, he pointed elsewhere.

Everyone around him followed his sword to the corpse lying on the ground.

"The armor worn by Theodor's soldiers, as well as their weapons including arrows, were all made of high-quality steel that could not be obtained on this grassland."

"But, since he's someone who can become the head of a major clan in the East, surely he can find a way to get it, right?"

"In that case, they are too uniform and orderly. They could never have been assembled by plunder."

Luke had noticed before the battle began that Theodore's soldiers were just as well-equipped as his own.

Ultimately, he did not let go of this suspicious point and ordered someone to bring in a prisoner.

The purpose was to find out where these hard-to-obtain equipment came from.

"You mean there are other tribes further east? And they can produce iron tools on their own?"

"I... I'm not entirely sure either. The deals with them were all orchestrated by the Grand Patriarch and Bjorn... I've only heard rumors."

Thanks to this, Luke's tribe obtained intelligence about Sauron.

A new tribe that established itself further east than Theodore, the great patriarch of the East, and built up a powerful force.

Even more astonishingly, it is said that they built a castle and lived in it, a piece of unprecedented news that caused a stir among everyone.

"Is this news true?"

"Is there any need to lie? The evidence is right in front of us."

Although the contents were unbelievable, Luke still chuckled as he looked at the weapons provided by Aurora.

"It seems the eastern expedition will take longer than expected."

If I didn't know, that would be fine; but now that I do know, there's nothing I can do.

For this man who started as the chieftain of a small tribe and fought his way up to unify the grasslands, this was just another name added to the list of conquerors.

"It seems this will take even longer. This is not good news, Great Patriarch."

Just as Luke was about to revise his plan on the spot, someone walked over. The man's attire was completely different from the surrounding warriors.

A mysterious man, dressed in a floor-length robe and with his face covered by a hood, leans on a staff with a jewel at the top.

Luke scoffed: "At best, it's a medium-sized tribe; it won't take long."

However, the mysterious man continued, "Please understand my predicament. I am also a servant of the monarch, and it would be difficult to cope if my superiors were to urge me."

Luke reassured him, "It seems His Majesty is quite anxious. Tell him there's no need to worry. Once the unification is complete, those spirited warriors will be thrilled by this great achievement."

Although he calls himself a magician, he is indeed a unique and rare existence in this land where the concept of magic does not exist.

The very existence of a mage who can converse with the patriarch Luke is proof of some kind of transaction between the two parties.

Without this deal, Luke would never have been able to defeat Theodore, who possessed an equal military force.

Luke then said, "If you're really in a hurry, why not take action yourself? If you provide assistance beyond just supplies, the remaining battle will be much easier."

The magician shook his head: "That would give away the secret."

Luke shrugged it off: "It doesn't matter if word gets out, this land will belong to us sooner or later anyway."

Although this group had ulterior motives in supporting Luke, they did not want to expose this relationship to the world too early.

Luke didn't press further, since the existing support alone was enough to sweep across the grasslands.

For conquerors who already possessed strength, this was tantamount to adding wings to a tiger.