With the help of Gaimon and Bahamut, the temporary camp had been constructed remarkably quickly. Within a week, a road was built leading directly from the camp to the forest edge. Though simple—a dirt road with a width of six meters and a roughly hardened surface—it was sufficient for the initial stages of development.
Once the road was completed, the settlers began erecting houses and reclaiming farmland. Gaimon, observing from above, realized the vastness of his territory. It spanned no less than 10,000 square kilometers, dominated by dense forests, scattered hills, and small mountains. Fortunately, the terrain also offered large flat areas, an advantage for agricultural planning. In distributing land, Gaimon ensured that each settler received similar plots, differing primarily in their distance from the camp.
The first construction was a logging site near the original campsite. Surrounded by abundant trees, settlers quickly built several small wooden houses and cleared a section of land. Gaimon had a long-term plan: each month, about 500 people would migrate from King's Landing to this new territory. Of these, the majority would become farmers, assigned to cultivated plots near the camp, while the rest would join industries such as lumberyards, quarries, shipyards, blacksmiths, and construction teams, ensuring the town's population grew in both size and skill.
After a month, the first group of immigrants received their allocated land. The camp, once desolate, was beginning to resemble a thriving settlement. A long pier now stretched along the riverbank, enabling new arrivals to disembark without wading through the water. Near the river, several wooden warehouses were constructed for storage. Watching the transformation of his land, Gaimon exhaled in relief. The most difficult step—turning wilderness into a functioning settlement—had been accomplished.
As the saying went, all beginnings are difficult. Now, the challenge was to gradually enrich the territory's facilities, without rushing the process.
With infrastructure taking shape, Gaimon directed his settlers toward cultivating farmland. Each person consumed about 1.5 kilograms of food daily. Although their staple—black bread made from rye, barley, or oats—was inexpensive, it was crucial to achieve self-sufficiency quickly. For now, most supplies had to be imported, so Gaimon asked Bahamut to carry food during his visits, reducing transport costs.
To further supplement the food supply, Gaimon organized a ten-person hunting team to gather game and instructed villagers to fish in the river. He asked Eric to build small fishing boats, which would be distributed to fishermen. Those who reached a certain level of catch could claim ownership of a boat, incentivizing productivity. Gaimon understood that motivation was key: if the "horse" was to run efficiently, it needed adequate nourishment.
Reclaiming farmland required clearing vegetation, burning stubble, and plowing deeply. Typically, transforming wasteland into fertile farmland could take one to two years. The work was grueling. To expedite the process, Gaimon invested in a herd of mountain horses from Dorne. These horses had strong limbs, hardy hooves, and remarkable endurance, capable of navigating steep slopes and rugged terrain. Though not suitable for combat like the heavy horses of the valley or the war horses of the Stormlands, they were perfect for farming and transporting goods.
To complement the horses, Gaimon commissioned the construction of heavy plows. Iron blades were purchased externally, but the wooden bodies were crafted by local carpenters, saving costs. With these tools, the first reclamation team of 250 settlers, led by Gaimon himself, began transforming the land into productive farmland.
Westeros may not have advanced technologically, but its agricultural practices were relatively sophisticated. With heavy plows, the settlers implemented a three-field system. Land was divided into three sections: one for autumn crops like wheat and rye, one for spring crops such as barley, oats, and legumes, and one left fallow. This rotation optimized land use, improved soil fertility, and allowed a greater diversity of crops. The introduction of legumes further enriched the soil with nitrogen, reducing the need for external fertilizers.
Daily, the pioneers used horses and plows to turn the fertile but sticky soil, following Gaimon's meticulous land plan. From the skies above, Gaimon rode Bahamut, breathing dragon fire to burn weeds, shrubs, and straw turned over by the plows. This accelerated soil preparation, saving valuable time for the settlers.
The long hours of labor exhausted Gaimon, prompting his mother, Queen Alysanne, to worry. She often advised him to rest and avoid overworking. But Gaimon, motivated by the rapid progress of his territory, barely noticed fatigue. Every cleared tree, every plowed field, filled him with joy and energy, making the labor feel less like work and more like adventure.
Fortunately, Gaimon had a unique advantage: his ability to absorb magic to enhance his strength. Without it, the intensity of daily work would have overwhelmed his six-year-old body. Each day, he linked his magic with Bahamut's, creating a cycle of energy. Every time the dragon exhaled fire, Gaimon transferred his magic to Bahamut. As Bahamut replenished his energy, the magic flowed back into Gaimon. This cycle strengthened both dragon and rider, enabling them to endure the labor.
The magic exchange became a source of pleasure. Gaimon and Bahamut relished the rhythm of their daily tasks, finding exhilaration in both clearing land and cultivating crops. As days turned into weeks, the territory began to transform from a wild forest into a structured, productive settlement.
Gaimon's leadership inspired the settlers. He distributed resources efficiently, ensured their basic needs were met, and incentivized labor with tangible rewards like fishing boats and fertile land. His strategic approach combined old agricultural knowledge with innovative management, turning what seemed impossible into reality.
By mid-month, the settlement had multiple functioning farms, several operational workshops, and a growing population of motivated settlers. The initial chaos of building a new community had been replaced with order, routine, and purpose. While challenges remained—diseases, unpredictable weather, and the sheer enormity of the territory—Gaimon's leadership ensured that each obstacle could be overcome.
The settlers themselves began to feel the pride of achievement. From clearing forests to building homes, plowing fields, and catching fish, each day brought tangible results. Children played in the newly cleared meadows, women tended gardens, and men worked the land with diligence. The synergy between magic, technology, and human labor allowed Gaimon's vision to become reality faster than anyone had anticipated.
Even Bahamut seemed invigorated by the daily routine. The dragon's immense strength and magical connection with Gaimon allowed for feats that would otherwise be impossible. The flames that burned weeds and shrubs not only sped up farming but also demonstrated the seamless integration of magical and mundane labor.
Gaimon continued to oversee every detail, from crop rotation and plowing schedules to livestock care and food distribution. Though young, he had an innate sense of strategy and logistics. Every decision was informed by observation and foresight, ensuring the settlement grew sustainably.
As the days passed, the three-field system began to bear fruit—literally. Sprouts of wheat, barley, and legumes appeared across the fields. The settlers' hard work was yielding results, validating Gaimon's methods and reinforcing the communal spirit.
By the end of the first year, the once wild and untamed territory had transformed dramatically. Roads connected key areas, houses dotted the landscape, farmland stretched across plains and valleys, and industries such as lumberyards and quarries were operational. The settlement was no longer merely a camp; it was a thriving, self-sufficient community capable of sustaining its population and growing further.
For Gaimon, this was only the beginning. Each day, he sought ways to improve efficiency, introduce better techniques, and ensure the happiness and productivity of his people. He knew that patience and persistence were key. The initial establishment had been the hardest part; now, the task was to build, nurture, and expand.
The cycle of magic, labor, and progress became a rhythm of life. Gaimon and Bahamut were no longer just leaders—they were symbols of hope, strength, and determination for the entire settlement. And as the sun set over the newly built fields, the young ruler felt a sense of accomplishment unmatched by any other—he had turned the impossible into the possible, and the wilderness into a land of prosperity.
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