Today, I helped my father on our field as we were in the process of watering the crop field. However, I could see that he was not very happy with the crop plants. The bud crops were looking thin and somewhat unhealthy.

Travis: (concerned) These crops. They look too thin. We've been watering them regularly. Hmmm...

Ethan: Maybe they need more nutrients …

Travis: What again? Nuttren?

Ethan: Dad, you know how I take care of the Bonbu tree, right? I've been using dried leaves, forest soil, and even some bones of monsters to help it grow strong and healthy

Travis: (intrigued) Dried leaves...? and even bones from meat?

Ethan: Let's make fertilizer …

Travis: (confused) Huh? I'm not sure, but let's give it a try and see how the crops respond.

Ethan: Alright, let's start by gathering the materials we need...

We set out on a special mission to gather materials for our fertilizer experiment. With a sense of purpose, we carefully collected dried leaves and stored them in a basket, making sure we had enough for our experiment.

After the leaves, we headed to the Aurelia Veil area to dig into the soft, cool dirt. As I touched the soil with my hands, its coolness gave a refreshing feeling. Working together, we filled a portion of our wooden barrel with the rich and nutrient-filled soil, knowing it would be beneficial for our crops.

Little did we know that our tranquil mission would soon take a dangerous turn. Suddenly, from behind the dense foliage, a menacing figure emerged – a mid-sized Begemo! Fear gripped my heart as the monster charged towards us with primal fury. Dad bravely raised his sword to defend us, but to our horror, the blade seemed ineffective against the creature's tough exterior. The Begemo's claws swiped at Dad's legs, but he managed to block the attack with a nearby log.

Feeling a surge of panic, I knew we had to act quickly. I grabbed a nearby stone and threw it with all my might, trying to divert the Begemo's attention away from Dad. The creature turned to me with a menacing snarl, and in that split second, I lost my footing and fell to the ground.

Travis: Ethan!

As the Begemo let out a deafening roar, I instinctively channeled my skill, Arcwæave, to create a powerful big spike of dirt beneath me. With a swift motion, the spike shot upwards, impaling the monster's mouth and head.

The tension in the air slowly dissipated, and a sense of relief washed over us. We had faced a formidable opponent, and together, we had emerged victorious. As we caught our breath, I couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of strength and confidence in my abilities.

Ethan: I didn't expect a Begemo to show up. Are you okay Dad? (Check Dad condition)

Travis: I’m okay, but you handled it well, Ethan. That spike of dirt you created really saved us.

Ethan: So, what should we do with this?

Travis: We should take the monster's corpse back with us and report the incident to the local hall. They need to be aware of the presence of such creatures in the area.

Ethan: (examines the Begemo's body) It's a rare sight to encounter a Begemo here.

Travis: (serious) That's something the local hall will want to investigate.

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After successfully subduing the formidable Begemo, my dad and I were left with the challenging task of carrying its massive corpse back to the village. The creature's body was heavy, and its thick, dark green fur added to its bulkiness. With the weight of the monster's massive corpse proving to be a daunting challenge, I knew we needed a clever solution to transport it back to the village. Let’s make a simple stand trolley!

Despite this, the load was still heavy, especially with the additional material we had collected for our fertilizer experiment. Nonetheless, we persevered, taking turns to pull the trolley and stopping occasionally to catch our breath and adjust our grip. Determination fueled our steps as we pressed on, eager to complete the task at hand.

As we approached the village back entrance, the familiar sounds of village life greeted us. The guards on duty recognized us and helped us. We were met with curious gazes from some of the villagers who had gathered at the entrance, likely intrigued by the sight of the Begemo's lifeless body.

Theodore: (curious) What it the world happen? Begemo?

Xame: Ethan used his magic to pierced the Begemo's mouth and head.

With the Begemo's corpse safely delivered to the local hall and the material for our fertilizer experiment in hand, we felt a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction...

I woke up with a sore feeling all over my body, not from the battle with the Begemo, but from the intensity of the situation and emotions.

Ethan: Good morning, Mom

Sarah: (Sigh) Are you feeling, okay?

Ethan: I'm 100% okay,

Sarah: …. nothing bad happened to either of you.

The memories of last night rushed back, the intense mood we both felt when we finally reached home. Mom's surprise at seeing me covered in blood as she lectured us echoed in my mind.

Ethan: Where's Dad?

Sarah:He's already out there

Ethan: Ah, I must continue making the fertilizer,

Sarah: Firtilifer? Hmm, Ethan, I hope you don't encounter any more dangerous situations.

Ethan: I'll be totally careful, Mom....

Now, I was eager to add the essence of the Bonbu tree to our mixture. As I reached the Bonbu tree pen, I couldn't help but admire their healthy appearance. It felt like they knew why I was there, and they seemed to respond to my presence.

Ethan: (addressing the Bonbu trees) Hey guys, I need those red and green.

To my delight, the Bonbu trees allowed me to gather some of their red and green fruits. Each fruit had a delightful combination of sour and bitter flavors, which made me even more excited about our fertilizer mixture.

With the basket filled, I thanked the Bonbu trees for their cooperation. As I made my way back to the crop field, I couldn't wait to apply our special mixture and see if it would make our crops thrive. I felt hope that our efforts would lead to a successful and bountiful harvest.

My dad observed me closely, his eyes filled with pride and curiosity. I knew he trusted my instincts and work insights, and I was determined to make him proud. Well, I do know that wheat needs NPK -- nitrogen (N), phosphorus (P), and potassium (K) to grow properly.

With anticipation in my heart, I asked Dad to bring the barrel. The moment of truth was upon us, and I couldn't wait to see if our carefully crafted mixture would make a difference in the growth of our crops.

Ethan: (excitedly) Dad, can you bring the barrel.

Ethan: (in a mystical tone) Behold, the magical concoction! The barrel is now filled with the essence of nature - 1/3 dried leaves, 1/3 forest soil, and 1/3 of the enchanting Bonbu fruits!

Travis: Ha ha ha... Ethan.

Ethan: ᛒᛚᛖᚾᛞ!

As I evoked the chant, the mixture inside the barrel began to come alive. It was like witnessing a mesmerizing dance of elements as the dried leaves, forest soil, and Bonbu fruits swirled and merged together. The blend moved with a gentle and steady rhythm, as if nature itself was guiding the enchanting performance.

However, I noticed that the blending process seemed a bit slower and harder than when I made ice cream last time. Perhaps the quantity of the ingredients made the magic work differently. Determined to perfect the mixture, I poured more of my magical energy into the blend. Suddenly, the speed and power of the blend increased, and it became a whirlwind of magic and nature.

Travis: (amused) Your awakening skill is truly fascinating.

Evan: I should create a device to aid in the blending process. It could make things much easier for us in the future.

Travis: Let's see how this magical fertilizer performs first.

I was in awe as I witnessed the transformation before my eyes. The once separate components had now become one unified mixture, brimming with the promise of vitality and growth for our crops.

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Dear Diary,

As the day went on, I kept checking on the crops, hoping for some early signs of magic taking effect. It's like waiting for a magical secret to be revealed. I knew that magic had its way of surprising us when we least expected it, so I tried to be patient.

Now, as I write this, the sun has set, and I can't help but feel a sense of excitement and hope for tomorrow. I have a feeling that the magic of the fertilizer is already at work, even if I can't see it yet.

Yours magically,

Ethan

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