Build a Human Empire by Creating Clans

“okay.”

The first thing I thought was to build a house where I would stay, Yeongjugwan.

Today, there are many houses vacated by runaway settlers, so we could stay in one of them.

But the colonists will return soon, and then the house must be returned.

It may not be easy to understand that he ran away and came back, but that was the reality.

‘There is no option to cross the border again and return to the interior. It’s a rule not to accept a person who has become a pioneer once.’

The pioneers of the Great Plains are also a sacrifice offered by human forces to the heterogeneous race.

If the sacrifice fell off the altar, shall we bring it back?

By forcing them back, they will hope that the alien races will not reach inland again.

It was because the human territories that bordered the borders were hunted before the pioneering began.

No one wants to go back to that time.

So, if a defector runs away, the place to go is at most a neighboring frontier village.

‘Tomorrow, Kistler will travel around the territory to deliver my proclamation. Those who fled or those who have settled down will begin to gather in Olymus.’

He recalled that there were less than twenty buildings in Olymus.

It was a scale that could not be handled even if only two people from each village came.

‘Before settling at random, create a manor house to be the center of the territory and mark the boundaries of the land to plan the city in advance to avoid confusion.’

I shook my head as I looked at Tyler with a serious expression.

The connected thoughts were conveying how much effort they were trying to make.

“Don’t put too much effort into it. Think of it as a temporary home. In the future, when the situation stabilizes, we will expand, and for now, I just have to be satisfied with staying and setting the reference point for this land.”

Charcoal was given from the brazier that was turned off, and a simple drawing of the Yeongju Hall was drawn on the floor.

Tyler blinked as he looked at the painting.

“Have you ever built one before?”

I can’t say that I’ve built it in countless episodes.

Instead of talking, I smiled and nodded.

“And considering the situation here, it should be built by fitting wood as much as possible without using nails. Would that be possible?”

“If you have the materials, you can build it today and have enough left over.”

The three families rose from their seats.

“I will go now.”

“done. it’s night Rest today and leave in the morning.”

“no. I rested enough to rest. We are subordinates. No sleep needed.”

Tyler shook his head with a determined expression.

“hmm···.”

Thoughts related to the family conveyed their emotions.

Not empty words, but really wanted to work to help me.

‘Do they think they are useless?’

It must be because I took the risk alone in the representative system and acted forcefully.

Even Calliope blames herself for not helping me.

The three members of the family, who couldn’t even become bridesmaids, were eager to prove their usefulness.

“I get it. Do it if you want.”

Seeing her expression wide open made me feel a little guilty.

It was because the thoughts of the previous life remained clear.

It felt like I became a vicious boss who forced me to work at night without paying wages.

“But it’s dark at night, can you see it?”

“I just need to accompany you.”

When Grif gracefully spread his left hand, a white orb appeared above it and emitted light.

“You’re supposed to keep it until the sun rises?”

“hahahaha, even though I am a scholar, I am a wizard in my own way. The orb of light is the basic of the mage’s basics.”

I nodded my head at the guy who smiled confidently and showed his teeth.

The four members of the family, including Griff, left the house, leaving only Calliope and me at home.

I looked down at the map, thinking about city planning.

“Edar.”

Then Calliope called quietly.

One of the things I realized after being together for about ten days was that Calliope’s expression hardly changed.

The other members of the family could roughly know what was inside by looking at their facial expressions, but Calliope had a hard time knowing what was inside without reading the thoughts.

Whether it was good or bad, he had an ice-cold expression.

Even the color of his hair and eyes was blue, which made him look even colder.

“You stay the same. Shouldn’t someone protect me?”

“I won’t go far.”

Whether it was his voice or his thoughts, his resolute stubbornness could be read.

‘The family members are said to be blindly loyal, but it’s a bit burdensome.’

I scratched my chin and saw a piece of leftover beef jerky.

I couldn’t eat late at night, so I opened it to fill my hunger.

“Then let’s go hunting. Preferably someone who can get fur. It’s a bit cold at night.”

A cold breeze seeped in through the cracks in the door that swayed in the night wind.

I shrugged my shoulders slightly, and Calliope nodded.

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The next day, he took a young pioneer named Leo and went around the fields.

Food, clothing and shelter were the most important thing for a person, so he decided to confirm this.

‘The cultivated land is divided into three.’

It was Sampo farming.

One farmland is divided into three areas: spring farmland, supplementary farmland, and fallowland.

In the spring, barley, oats, and beans are planted on the spring field, and in autumn, wheat and rye are planted on the fall field, and the fallow field is left to rest, as the name suggests.

Wheat and rye are the staple food, so you might ask if it’s okay to just plant them, but in a world without artificial fertilizers, we can’t handle the consumption of intelligence in the field.

After harvesting wheat, rye, etc., fields with low fertility must rest for more than a year.

Sampo farming was a farming method that increased production by planting crops that absorbed nutrients such as wheat and rye and other nutrients, or by planting crops that helped restore fertility.

‘Wheat, turnip, barley, clover, in that order. 4The crop rotation method?’

I thought of the 4-rotation method, a step forward from Sampo farming.

In this world, there is still a long way to go before the 4-rotation method can be developed.

As I remember, it was developed and partially performed in Germania about 20 years later.

I decided to go far ahead of them and introduce the four-rotation method to the frontier.

‘I became like this because of his greed for achievements, but thanks to that greed, I remember these things.’

Among Deus Ex’s achievements, there was something called the first achievement.

The condition for achieving the achievement is to first introduce advanced science, technology, culture, and institutions.

Accomplishing achievements did not stop at one time, and even gave a package achievement depending on how many achievement conditions were achieved in one round.

It’s hardly worth mentioning how difficult such an achievement would have been in a game with realism where reality and virtuality are indistinguishable.

Some complained that it was not a learning game.

I also changed my life without giving up even though I was cursing.

No matter what the game is, I twisted my whole body to achieve all the achievements in one playthrough while changing my life.

So, naturally, I had to forget about the 4th crop rotation, the furnace, the camshaft, and the useless knowledge in the society of my previous life, so I couldn’t forget it.

‘The problem is that knowing and doing are different. In the previous episode, there was at least a base and new crops were spread, but now there is no base and you have to go looking for crops yourself.’

For example, turnip, an essential crop for the 4th crop rotation, was like that.

Turnips were originally a crop that accidentally spread to mankind after growing in heterogeneous territories.

It was so easy to grow and so fast that it spread throughout human civilization in just a few years, but this was before the introduction of turnips.

‘Not only the turnip, but the potato also didn’t spread. It’s difficult.’

Should we go over to the realm of the different races beyond the Great Plains?

Suddenly, it seemed to me that I knew why nomadic tribes had invaded sedentary tribes in my previous life.

Thousands of years before human civilization, the land of dwarves and dwarfs was a bonanza.

If only I could go over for a moment and pick up just one or two things I needed.

A job that would take ten years could be completed in one shot.

‘The great emperor will be vigilant, so I’ll endure it for now.’

As I walked with my tongue inwardly assuaging my regrets, I saw pioneers clearing stones from the fields.

“Are you writing them?”

With a hand gesture, he pointed to several agricultural implements that had been laid down on one side of the field.

I brought it as if I would use it right away, but it was not in good condition.

The iron blades were either broken or the ends were blunt.

I wondered why they had farm tools that were not enough to be melted down and recycled.

“yes? Ah… I haven’t been able to work the night shift since Dylan was dragged away and the firepit broken…”

Dylan must have been the name of the blacksmith.

“Did the dwarves take them?”

“no. It is a goblin.”

I frowned.

Goblins, small in stature, but with wicked wisdom and numbers to be reckoned with.

Although civilization was established ahead of humans, savagery is on the same level as monsters.

They always wandered in groups and made their living by plundering.

I think that if you need something, you can take it and make it your own.

I never had the patience to make something with my own hands.

So there was a huge gap in culture and technology enjoyed by each tribe or kingdom.

‘Did they catch the blacksmith because they needed slaves at the night yard?’

In a village of around 100 people, one blacksmith is very important.

Who will make the farming tools needed for farming, and the weapons to protect the house?

It was also a night job to make a shaft necessary for hunting, and sometimes it was a valuable existence that was called more than a priest if it was not limited to smelting, such as a wall to protect a village, a mill, or a pulley.

To take such a person as a slave because they need them.

‘Other villages must have been hit as well.’

It is an era where people with specialized skills are not common

It is an overestimation to think that there is a blacksmith in every settlement.

Because it was a plain, there was no natural fence called a forest, so it was easy to come and go between villages.

Kistler also said that there is frequent communication between villages.

In this environment, it would be accurate to assume that one blacksmith was in charge of several adjacent villages.

The more I thought about it, the more absurd I was.

I clicked my tongue.

“At least the village was left behind.”

“I have to leave the ears so that I can harvest the next year.”

It was an expression of resignation.

I judged that this young settler had learned to be a grown-up after a lot of hardship.

‘ear.’

Ears of grain shed or dropped during harvesting.

Traditionally, Isaac was considered a poor man’s.

Because there is no social system to help the poor.

The grains that fell to the ground are yours, he said, showing mercy.

In order to prolong life and live the next year.

‘Are humans just grains of rice?’

To say that human beings were Isaacs meant that they were given mercy.

In order to plunder people and grain again next year,

Leave a few humans behind so that the village doesn’t collapse.

“You look far away even though it’s a monster subject that isn’t the same.”

cringe…

I bit my teeth hard.

From afar, it’s a comedy

The boy was taken aback when I clicked on his teeth loudly.

I was afraid that my anger might be directed at me, and I quickly continued.

“Well, I’m glad the land is good… If they are not hunted, at least they will not starve to death.”

Oroko Great Plain is a fertile land.

If it wasn’t for Tiamar, it would have been eaten right away.

It is not for nothing that I took risks and obtained this land.

It was said that the land was too precious to hand over to a different race.

‘But just because the land is fertile doesn’t necessarily mean that farming will go well.’

The pioneers who cleared the stones plowed the field with their own farm tools.

There were clear limits to plowing the fields with poor agricultural tools and manpower.

Even though the soil was soft, one person had to struggle to pull the plow, so the plow was not easily pulled.

Is that all? The maintenance of the plow, which could not be repaired because there was no blacksmith, was pathetic.

The end of what should have been a wide shovel turned into a blunt end, and I had to pull the plow with effort, but instead of overturning the soil, I only bit it sideways.

No wonder the plow didn’t dig deep into the soil, and that’s why a few people stuck behind and had to plow the soil again with wooden shovels.

It was frustrating in terms of time, manpower, and efficiency.

‘The seeds needed for the 4th crop rotation, the blacksmith, and the livestock will also be needed.’

It is obvious why the arduous field plowing is done by manpower without cattle or horses.

Because you can’t raise livestock.

You have to grow it to be taken away, so you don’t grow it.

I saw a broken fence on the outskirts of the village, leaving only traces.

The boards that were once a chicken coop were broken.

It was a sign of plunder.

“How long have you been eating meat? A hunter?”

“I haven’t eaten one this year because I can’t hunt.”

I looked down at Leo and asked why.

“The Elves suddenly forbade us from entering the forest…”

“Not hunting?”

“yes. Besides that, he broke the furnace so that he would not kill the tree.”

I gasped and closed my mouth.

Come to think of it, all the pioneers had poor complexion and did not have much flesh.

I thought it would be because the work was hard, but it was nutritional deficiency.

‘Eco-fascists… do you think humans are herbivores?’

I turned my head and saw a river flowing to the south.

If it wasn’t for the forest, the robbers wouldn’t have been any different.

Because elves are such a race.

I clicked my tongue.

“Caliope!”

“Yes, Sir Edar.”

“The ones you caught at dawn, haven’t you cleaned them yet?”

“yes.”

“Then clean it up and share it. I feel sorry for myself, so I can’t just go and see it.”

“All right.”

All the animals that Calliope caught during dawn were wolves.

Twenty wolves came up to my chest.

What did the carnivorous wolf eat to grow so big?

I know the answer, but I don’t think of it, and I watch the process of butchering the wolf.

“Take one and go. It is a gift from me to you.”

The pioneers hesitated even in front of the trimmed wolf meat.

He was strangely hesitant, with a greed for meat he hadn’t seen in a very long time in his eyes.

I noticed that it was for religious reasons.

‘The god that humans worship in this world was the god of wolves. I forgot.’

A Horbid cult that worships the wolf god, Horbid.

For convenience, this religion, called the Wolf Church, was almost the only religion in human civilization.

Since they worship the god of wolves, they worship wolves in the same way as cows are worshiped in Hinduism.

Even if wolves attack livestock and prey on humans, you should not dare touch them.

Because it was the god of wolves who led mankind to the southwest end and settled them when they wandered aimlessly.

‘Wolves are the sons and daughters of gods who saved humans, so it would make sense to stab them with their hands…’

It was the doctrine of the Wolf Cult that humans suffering from different races should give thanks and offer their faith to the god of wolves who liberated them, and the vast majority of humans accepted it.

It is a world where magic exists and spiritual beings also exist.

Unlike his previous life, the existence of God had persuasive power and weight.

There, unlike other races, humans did not have an existence that could only be called a human god.

The Dwarves made the great master their ancestral god.

The elves took the world tree as their father and mother.

The Orcs simply made the strong men the prophets of their race.

However, human beings had no masters, no world numbers, and were even weak.

Even though Horvid is a wolf god, he felt sorry for humans and gave them grace.

‘It’s all lies.’

Knowing the secret story behind the birth of the Wolf Cult, I found it funny.

I know all too well the history of filthy swindling, which is far too long, so to speak.

Horbid never felt sorry for humans.

The Wolf Cult was just one of many means for the different races to use humans easily.

‘We have to drive out the influence of religion created by non-humans.’

I thought about that method for a while and then nodded to Calliope.

Calliope, who was gently peeling off the wolf’s skin, picked up the knife.

The blade fired in the sunlight and at the same time sparkled, the dead wolf’s neck rolled across the floor.

“Huh!”

The pioneers who were unable to do this were startled and backed away.

In the morning, Calliope was still frightened by the corpses of wolves piled up in the square.

Although the brutality of the frontier had dried up their faith, the fear of God remained.

“Eh, Mr. Edar…!”

Pioneers pitifully called my name to stop.

But I watched Calliope, pretending to listen.

What is needed to shake faith is shock, not persuasion.

The shock that the God I believe in is nothing, will neither help nor punish me.

Calliope lifted the wolf’s neck and held it out in front of them.

Even though he had been dead for a long time, blood dripped from his severed neck.

The faces of the pioneers turned blue as if their blood was draining them.

“Are you afraid of starvation or the wrath of a god who stands by your side?”

As he approached the pioneers with his head taken away, the pioneers retreated as much as he approached.

When I saw not a single wolf that I believed to be the offspring of God, but a group of them, beheading and insulting, I got fed up and looked at the sky and me alternately.

Fearing that even lightning might strike me, I raised my voice with a snort.

“What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that the father of these dogs will punish you? If you have the strength to do so, have you considered why your prayers are not answered?”

I pulled Leo’s shoulder.

The guy with his eyes wide open stiffened his body like a stiff stone.

“Tell me.”

“Poetry, God said that he is always watching over us and protecting us. It’s just that we just don’t notice…”

“who?”

“Key, Mr. Kistler said that.”

“Was the village chief a priest?”

I laughed in a low voice.

“Wrong. Kistler was also fooled. God is not protecting you. To him, you are prey.”

“that······.”

He squeezed Leo’s shoulders and pointed at the wolf.

“Look. Who is the father of these dogs? Why don’t you stop your children from hunting you? look at this big body Would wolves eat grass and grow? It grew up eating your brothers and sisters.”

“…!”

Leo’s body began to tremble like an aspen tree.

As if to stop crying, I bit my lip and held my breath.

From that response, I knew that a young colonist named Leo had lost a brother or sister.

“What kind of god sends offspring to those who believe in him to hunt? Isn’t that because they see you as prey?”

He tore off the flesh from his trimmed leg and held it in Leo’s hand.

“This is not a sin. A reasonable revenge.”

Then he took his hand and stretched it out over the pot of boiling water.

Leo noticed my instructions and closed his eyes tightly.

The strength in her hands loosened, and the flesh of her legs fell into the water with a fondant sound.

The bubbling, boiling water floated on the surface of the oil and gave off a strong odor.

Funny enough, the blasphemy against God came back with a savory smell of meat.