CHAPTER 3

"Eh? 2 for 1 clivni only?" The priest was quite shocked at the price, normally at other bakeries, it's 5 clivni only for one bread.

"Yep, 2 for 1 clivni what do you think sir priest?"

"Ah, yes please" The old priest handed the five clivni to the hands of the young man, he was scared a few moments ago at the thought of having no food to feed the children but it seems like his worries were saved.

"Here you go" Alpheus packed the ten loaves of bread and gave the cellophane with the logo of the store to the priest.

Unexpectedly cellophane in this world in this era exists, which adds another problem to the economy.

With a bow and a smiling face, the priest left the store.

Alpheus was happy, he locked the door and windows firmly and turned off the lights.

He walked to the second floor and ate his dinner which consists of bread and soda, it may seem unhealthy but the food from the system is superb and instead of giving complications to the body it's the opposite.

After the meal, Alpheus changed into his pajamas after washing up. He slept in ecstasy dreaming that his store has been a massive hit.

Even though the explosions in the sky still sounded, it wasn't a problem for Alpheus as immediately he fell asleep.

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The dim night sky and the howling of wolves are followed by the screams of the soldiers protecting the inner gates of the kingdom. The priest couldn't help but feel bitter.

The once thriving empire was left on the brink of ruins just because of the nobles and the kings' greed letting the commoners and the innocent shed blood protecting theirs.

"Father Tromon you're still in the city?"

A faint voice sounded, letting the Priest Father Tromon gaze at the person who called him.

Father Tromon the priest could see a family of five, pulling a cart with their belongings. "Yes, I can't just leave the young children behind."

The children Father Tromon mentioned are the child slaves in the empire, he couldn't just abandon them to die.

It was because of the slave mark that bound the young children to never set foot outside the empire, even if he followed the mass to escape the empire his conscience couldn't let him abandon those children who were scarred by many.

"The walls would crumble any longer, I'm going to the small kingdom of Fospona, they say that they would accept us immigrants" With a bitter face, the man holding a five-year-old girl said, he couldn't help but feel a shed of sadness for the country where he was born and where he started his own family. "Father Tromon I hope that we will see each other again.."

"Thank you Sovast, I bless you and your family to Fospona to arrive there safely" Father Tromon answered as he glanced at the family walking away.

He stared at the red sky, "I hope that I could see the thriving empire again.." Father Tromon didn't think any longer he continued his walk, he could see many families moving with their belongings.

After a few turns and walks, he arrived at a small church, Father Tromon knocked on the door as an elderly woman dressed in a nun dress opened the door.

"Father Tromon your back, children's father is back!" The elderly nun took the bread from Father Tromon's grasp, as she walked to the kitchen to prepare a small vegetable soup.

"Father!"

"Father your back!"

Ten children from the age of 10-2 huddled at Father Tromon, they smiled cheerfully as they conversed with father tromon.

Father Tromon smiled as he ruffled the children's hair, he couldn't help but feel sad for these children's lives, always filled with running and abuse, it took him a long time just to let the children open up to him and the nun-sister Strasel.

"Umm father Tromon what is this?"

Father tromon glanced at Sister Strasel, "What do you mean?"

"There's a huge amount! with this, we don't have to worry about food!."

Father tromon smiled and nodded in response, "I met a kind young man that sold me 2 for 1 clivni only"

"Really? what a kind young man."

" I will cook soup for us in just a minute!"

As sister Strasel was busy cooking soup, Father tromon decided to tell a story to the young children.

"What should I tell you about?" Father Tromon asked as he sat down on the carpet.

"Tell us the story about the summoned human of god!"

"Alright, I will tell you the story of the summoned human" Father gestured to the children to sit down as he began to narrate.

"A long time ago, when the world was created, our benevolent god created huge trees the size of mountains, at first we humans were still primitive, we used knives made of rocks and ate whatever things we find.

That was till god summoned another human, but unlike us, this human was smart and had a lot of ways. He taught us and started to spread gods gospel, everything was great, we were friends with the other races and we could eat god's gift fruits with our bellies filled.

The summoned human seeing that we were getting smarter and could use items without dying, and is capable of protecting ourselves left and was never seen.

That was when the dark ages happen, because of greed the races started to kill each other to take the power of the god's gift, we killed and blood spread, because of the blood, a creature emerged from the shadows, he was called the demon king, because of the blood it created a new race called the demons, they were evil and had powers that can destroy the city with a flick of a finger.

After so many years of non-stop killing the races finally agreed on the term, because of the war all the trees of the god's gift were destroyed and only one remained, each of the leaders took a piece of the god's gift and left to their respective territories, but after just a hundred years the war once again started, humans killing humans, the beastmen killing each other like the demons just to taste the god's gift.

In the end, a new era of peace was found, and the Empire Francis was the one strong enough to defeat other empires and take the mantle of the god's gift, you can taste the god's gift if you contributed to the kingdom or earned merits."

"But what happened to the hero? isn't this supposed to be the summoned human's story? why are we talking about history?" A little boy raised his hands and asked.

"Well the summoned hero, rarely appears in the stories, we don't know who he or she was, what her or his name is, all we know is that he or she was summoned by god" Father Tromon responded to the boy's question.

"Dinner's ready!"

The children quickly stood up and ran to the dining table, they all sat at their seats as Father Tromon also followed.

The steamy and warm aroma from the vegetable soup immediately made the children drool and excited.

Sister Strasel poured each of the children's plates with soup, after filling everyone's bowls, she opened the cellophane, she took one piece of bread out. "Hmm? it's been cut?"

Opening the cellophane of the bread, she then took a piece and handed each to the children. She was quite shocked at the texture of the bread, just from her holding the bread it was incredibly smooth and soft.

She pay no heed and sat down, as they began to pray. After their short prayer of thanking god for the food, they dig in.

The hungry children started to devour the bread, what they expected was hard and tasteless bread, but what they tasted were an ear of wheat and soft bread texture.

"It's so soft!"

"Yummy!"

"Are bread this soft Father Tromon and Sister Strasel? this is unlike the usual hard bread?"

"Yeah, it's not hard to chew"

"It's also tasty!"

As the children began dipping the bread and drinking the soup even Father Tromon was astounded at the taste, he had never tasted a such soft and tasty piece of bread. He could vaguely taste wheat, but what confused him was why is wheat used in a product of a small store.

Vegetables, fruits, and animals are called gods-given gifts. The vegetable size varies from what type it is, but mostly the size of a vegetable could reach the size of a human and a mountain, that also applies to fruits, animals have crystals inside their bodies that can produce powerful items and can help in increasing magic and aura, but the problem yet again is that Animals were huge compared to humans, a single wild boar can be considered as an S-rank boar.

The animals in Odissi consists of Insects, that are the same size as chickens, pigs, and cow. Which were edible for the commoners while the animals like pigs are Ecstacy for nobles and the kings.

Now, Father Tromon was completely confused, a wheat part of god's gift is sold at 2 for 1 clivni, the nobles and the kings of each country would even laugh at this joke.