Chapter 9
In a wheat field bathed in golden light, a young man and seven miniature skeletons moved briskly, working with precision like tireless worker bees.
Several days had passed since Clayton helped Grass with his farm. Since then, more and more people had begun asking him to manage their fields as well.
Clayton gladly accepted their requests. He carried out every task with great care, earning praise from the local farmers.
As he became more familiar with the work, Clayton was now able to assist two landowners in a single day.
People began to realize that Clayton truly had talent. In just a few short days, the results of his work were noticeably better than those of any other farm in the area.
The fields managed by Clayton and his skeletons looked more vibrant and fertile than any others nearby.
At the edge of the field, a group of onlookers gathered, stealing glances at Clayton and his bony helpers.
"That Clayton kid is really something! Look how neat Old Man Wood's field is now."
"Seriously! It's only been a few days, and the difference is night and day!"
"I want to hire him too... but twenty magic crystal sands is too expensive. I'd rather save that money for an Engraving Potion."
"Yeah, it's just too pricey for now."