As the third spring month arrived, the atmosphere in the barony began to change. The lives of the villagers and farmers grew more active as they became busy preparing and getting ready for the harvest season, which was only a few days away. However, despite all of that, everyone's morale was very low, as they knew that this year's yield would be much less compared to the previous year.
In one of the small villages far from the main town, all the residents gathered in front of the village chief's house and discussed what they would do. Their worried and exhausted faces were evidence of how bad the situation was.
The village chief, an old man with a healthy face and clear eyes unlike theirs, spoke with obvious concern, "Everyone, the situation is worse than we expected. All the eastern lands have been damaged by harmful pests, and it seems we will only be able to save very little. As for the southern crops, they didn't grow very well, and most of the grains are small and thin."
