"It actually... grew." Staring at the cornfield full of hanging ears, the agricultural affairs officer of Assam State could hardly believe his eyes, standing there in a daze.
It wasn't until the voice of Queen Aisemata came that he suddenly snapped out of his stupor.
"Citizens of the United Kingdom, what are you waiting for?"
A voice both gentle and majestic came from the ridge, like a soft yet powerful wind, brushing over everyone's heads.
Everyone looked up to see the "King of the Chosen" Aisemata already standing in the field with a scythe in her hand, standing with them.
"The miracle granted by Lord Demon King has appeared! But he also warns us, eternal protection is eternal curse, we cannot always rely on His power and mercy to solve all of our troubles!"
"To achieve true prosperity, you must not only have piety in your heart but also create with your own hands!"
