Chapter 133: Rich Autumn (1)
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A famine swept over autumn this year.
It was a season where the golden grains of wheat were supposed to be abundant; however, the fields were desolate. ……There were corpses of soldiers and people who had starved to death scattered throughout the streets.
A devoted son exerted himself in order to dig a grave for his father. That son died the following week. He had caught the Black Death from the corpse. On the other hand, those who had abandoned their families to survive on their own had lived.
Those who were loyal to their families and neighbors died first. The Black Death ran more rampant in cities where the citizens cared about each other more. The people from places with little morals ran away to the many corners of the continent in order to survive. Vice became a virtue and survival became a shallow joke.
There was an absolute shortage of workers. Grain would dry up and die before being able to grow fully. A great famine followed the Black Death……the rulers of the human world were bewildered by this unprecedented calamity.
They understood that farmers were dying in great numbers because of the epidemic. They understood that they had fewer workers. However, didn’t this also mean that there were fewer mouths to feed? Feeding a family of ten and a family of three, it’s obvious which would be easier. Despite this, why were large numbers of people dying of starvation throughout the continent?
The problem was with the rulers themselves.
When the Crescent Alliance initially invaded, the rulers of each nation gave the following declaration in order to draft soldiers effectively.