This morning, I stood in the middle of the freshly cleared black soil.The wind carried the fresh scent of earth ready to be worked.Five hectares of new land… and I already knew exactly how to divide it.
"Two hectares for rice, one for potatoes, the rest for vegetables,"I announced to the gathered goblins.Some of them cheered, though they probably didn't fully understand the importance.
Rice would be our main source of carbohydrates, potatoes for reserves, and vegetables—radishes, cabbages, carrots—to complete our nutrition.With this, Goblin's Grove would have long-term food security.
But crops take time to grow.Until then, I would purchase food supplies from markets in Korea.Not cheap, but safer than letting goblins go hungry.
The Problem of Security
As I looked over the wide-open fields, I realized: this wasn't just an opportunity… it was also an invitation for trouble.Fertile land, abundant water, and a hundred goblins—these could easily attract monsters or other threats.
"If we want to protect our food, we need fangs,"Godon said, his voice heavy.I nodded in agreement.
Troop Selection
The selection began in the central clearing.Godon led the physical tests: strength, speed, and endurance.I oversaw the mental tests: courage, obedience, and teamwork.
The results:
20 Warriors – led by Godon, focused on close-quarters combat.
10 Scouts – led by Draksra, specialists in reconnaissance and forest patrol.
5 Shaman Trainees – handpicked by Moji for their rare magical potential.
The Warriors would guard the gates and main perimeter.The Scouts would ensure the surrounding forest stayed safe.The Shaman trainees… they were an investment for the future.
Early Training
Godon began teaching the basics of combat—weapon swings, defense, and formation movement.Draksra trained the Scouts to move silently and read tracks.Moji guided the Shaman trainees in controlling even the faintest traces of mana.
I stood at the edge of the training ground, watching them.With full stomachs and weapons in hand, Goblin's Grove would become a force that could not be underestimated.
A Silhouette in the Sky
As the sun began to set, a massive bird soared high above.Its silhouette was pitch-black, wings stretched wide enough to block the orange light of dusk.Some goblins looked up with unease.
I only glanced at it for a moment before turning my eyes back to the fields waiting to be planted.
"Not our problem… not yet."