Chapter 10

"... Remember to add another Blue Butterfly Plant, one leaf should be enough, inside the cauldron before stirring it to the right. Here, let me show you."

I take the ladle and stir the concoction inside the cauldron clockwise.

"Stir it three times. One… Two… Three… and done! The liquid inside the cauldron should be colored purple. The lighter the color is, the more potent the effect. If you get a dark purple potion, that means you put the ingredient wrongly. You can put them too much or too little. Alright, please pour the liquid inside the bottle I provided. This potion lets you cure most light sicknesses such as cold or stomach ache."

After another fifteen minutes, all of my students got out of my front lawn. At the request of Gaea, I decided to teach the people of Skagos the art of potion-making and how to become a druid and a bard. Yes, a bard. The same bard in the DnD.

Gaea wanted me to bring back the magic into this world, but it was for the better this time. However, I am a little bit confused about her choice of bard instead of Cleric or maybe even Paladin, and her answer makes me laugh to this day.

A bard stereotype is that they are sex creatures that will always think about sex. However, instead of being worried about her people becoming hedonist people, she laughs at that thought while saying,

"I'm Gaea, William. I give birth to countless beings, and I have sex with many individuals. As long as they did not force themselves into others, I'm good. I even encourage it."

Yeah, Gaea did not really bother about it and even encouraged it. I also have had my first sex after a long time and it was with Gaea. I have sex with a planet, and I like it. Ten out of ten would do it again.

Anyway, because of my position as the Champion of Gaea, I can give a blessing to the people of Skagos. This blessing is in the form of a DnD player sheet. I can only give a Druid class to three people and countless bards.

The bard will get proficiency in:

Armor: Light armor

Weapons: Simple weapon, hand crossbow, longsword, rapier, and shortsword

Tools: Three musical instruments they choose.

Skills: Medicine, Herbalism, and Animal Handling

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Starting Cantrips: Mending, and Prestidigitation

Starting Spells: Comprehend Languages, Cure Wound, Healing Words, and Unseen Servant

All of those skills will be injected into their brain, and they will know how to do it immediately. However, they still have to train their skill and spell before they can be called a master. I don't know how they can level up, but Gaea says I don't need to think about it. She will be the one taking care of it.

Right now, I have already given the Bard skill to more than thirty people. I decided to do it slowly, so the others did not feel overwhelmed and not become too busy from all of my duties.

I wonder what they do with their new power.

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|3rd POV|

The people of Nethilor have the time of their life. Today is the day of Bountiful Harvest, and I decided to make a festival for it. Without them knowing, this festival will continue to be carried into the far future. It is still carried as a national festival and holiday ten thousand years later.

People laugh, sing and dance with each other. Even the tree around them sways around as if they are also enjoying the festive atmosphere. When William decides to check the city and get out of his house, he is greeted by many people screaming his name and thanking him for what he did to them.

William can only give them a small smile and hide his grimace. He did not use the attention he got from the people under his wing. However, his small smile is so effective that many people beam in happiness when they see his smile.

It was the first time that William enjoyed a holiday in a few months. He joined what many people called, in Westeros, a smallfolk and danced with them. Many lords were not willing to get twenty meters close to the smallfolk because they did not deserve to stand near them.

William's willingness to stand with the smallfolk makes him even more likable to the people of Skagos. It is also a bonus that the people of Skagos started to adopt a clean lifestyle that William introduced to them when he created a natural hot spring around the island.

No people are shitting in the middle of the street like in King's Landing. People know that Shit is bad, and you should feel bad shitting on the ground. It was a simple concept that even an idiot could understand. The same with the concept of taking a bath. No bath equals stink, and stink equals sickness. You don't take a bath, and you will get sick, and sick equals death. Morbid but true.

"My lord! My lord! Try this!"

"This too! I made this from the banana I planted!"

William smiles and takes a bite of the food given to him. He must admit that all of those foods are very delicious. Every five minutes, people give him food and drink that he takes gladly. He is not a very good cook, and eating delicious food is a blessing.

"Speech! Speech!"

After walking around the city together, the people decide to ask William to give a small speech. William blushes a little when the people give him a table for him to stand and give his little speech. With a wave of his hand, he let all the people around him hear his voice.

"Thank you for doing this festival. Today is the day marking the first Bountiful Harvest for the people of Skagos! Let this be the first of many bright futures that will arrive on this island. Let's remember that today is the starting point for our people to reach prosperity. Don't let this achievement blind you. Remember the past but never stay in it. Always strive for the future but never go too far and be blinded by it. Remember the past and strive for the future but never let the past hold you back and the future blind you."

William's spell lets him convey his feeling and intention to the masses on a spiritual level. They are touched by the words he gives to them and will always remember his words to their last day.

"Anyway, enough with a serious talk. Let's begin the festival!"

With a wave of his hands, an aurora light appeared above them. It dances in the sky and indicates that the festival is not yet over.