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Desislaf Rimet finds that his father plotted to make him fail the Sacred Trials.

He decides: if this world will not accept him, then he will leave the world! 

In another world full of wonders, moving forward determinedly, he becomes a farmer of slimes.




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Desislaf Rimet is the eleventh son of the Lord of Rimet, the sixteenth child. He has failed the Trials that would make his family proud and cement his station as a noble worthy of his family's name. 

He discovers that his father plotted to deliberately make him fail and it is the end of all he knows.

He cannot be happy in his father's court, and leaves.

After all, there's a World Gate conveniently in his father's territory, isn't there? He will leave to see the wonders that await him in another world!

Only...the world beyond is more complicated than he imagined.

Also, what is this slime? An animal, a vegetable, or some mystery being?

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The Slime Farmer

Defi had an agreement with the north farm that he could use the wagon early in the morning, taking a mound of firewood to one of Barham's cousins to sell in town.

Near dawn, after the harvest was done, the adults of the north farm did not have to wake so early.

So he was surprised that, on entering the wood-house where the farm kept the boar-lizard, wagon, and dried firewood, Old Farbar was waiting.

With an invalid, a recently born baby, and a recuperating mother in the house, there was great chance of accidents. Scenarios raced past Defi's mind.

"I'm coming with you today." Farbar nodded to the bundles of tied up firewood next to the already-harnessed boar-lizard.

"It's different firewood?" In the light of the lantern, the wood looked slightly darker than the usual.

"Smoking wood," Farbar grinned widely. "Lavender oak, to be precise. It's got stronger smell than most woods, very fragrant."

Dawn Wagon Ride