The Rainfall Princess of the Desert Country – A Former Wizard Who Was Executed Has Reincarnated as a Farmer’s Daughter - Chapter 67: Two Lives│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com

King Mark and Queen Alesia stand close together, overlooking a vast wheat field.

“From now on, there should be no one left to starve.”

“We’ve finally gotten this far.”

“Many thanks to Alesia.”

“It’s due to your efforts.”

Nigel and Emilia, both ten, are standing nearby. They are both smiling at their parents, who are very close. The children are waiting impatiently for their mother to bring rain to the vast fields.

“Let it be Rain.”

Alesia chanted as she stretched her arms toward the sky, and a gentle, silvery rain fell on the parched wheat fields.

“Wow! So far away! That’s incredible, Oka-sama.”

“Nigel, don’t talk when Oka-sama is performing magic.”

“Emilia always nags.”

They were not yet permitted to rain on the fields. They had to be careful not to let the water fall in chunks with a bang, as this would destroy the crops.

“Would you like to try it, Nigel and Emilia? You’ve recently had a lot of success in the royal garden.”

“Are you sure?!”

Emilia first raises her arms and closes her eyes. A light rain then falls, similar to the rain in Alesia, but the area is significantly smaller than that of Alesia. After a while, Nigel takes over.

By extending his arm to the sky, Nigel was able to make it rain over a much larger area than Emilia. After a while, Alesia called out to Nigel.

“Yes, that’s about right. The fields seem to be moist enough. Thank you both. Let’s head home.”

“Oka-sama, will you tell us the story on the way home? The story of how you found the hidden room.”

“Emilia loves that story. She enjoys it when Uncle Moshe pokes his head in and causes Oka-sama to panic.”

“Hey! Don’t say that now.”

The soldiers who are guarding them are listening and trying not to laugh.

Mark and Alesia got into the carriage hand in hand.

Alesia looked out the carriage window.

Laminbo, a poor country with three-quarters arid land, is being transformed into a prosperous country over the next thirteen years. There is no longer a scarcity of drinking water thanks to the construction of waterways and wells. No child should die due to a lack of water, as was the case with Ethan previously.

There are some pleasant surprises.

Since Alesia became queen, there has been a slow trickle of wizards registering.

The parents of those who registered said they had the courage to sign up after seeing how the royal family and the people accepted and cared for Alesia. Mark and Alesia were relieved to see that things were improving once they got going.

“When you eventually pass the throne to Nigel, I’d like to travel around.”

“Yeah, let’s do that.”

Mark replied right away.

“I want to see every corner of the country. No, I also want to see foreign landscapes.”

“If that’s what you want, I’ll do my best to make it happen.”

“I hope Farrill remains silent.”

“Since the first prince became king, they haven’t done anything stupid. He wouldn’t be so stupid as to antagonize all of his neighbors. When he said ‘that’, I assumed he was telling the truth.”

The previous king of Farrill died of illness eight years ago, and Fassar, the First Prince, ascended to the throne.

King Fassar personally visited the Kingdom of Laminbo and bowed down to them, requesting silk cloth from them. He was already aware of the silk cloth. His youngest son, only two years old, was critically ill. Marks paid the man and had a long conversation with Alesia before handing over the silk cloth. And since then, there has not been a single incident involving Farrill in Laminbo.

He didn’t say anything about what happened to the fourth prince, Herrud, but he did promise that “he’ll never bother you again.”

“Tell me about the hidden room, Oka-sama!”

“Yes, yes, of course.”

She is grateful that in this life she is protected and loved.

In the bustling carriage, King Mark was happily listening. Nigel, who had finished listening, had a question for her.

“Oka-sama, come to think of it, how did Oka-sama meet Oto-sama?”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you… Gil was still the Crown Prince’s squire when he came to my house, and I happened to be making petites, so your Oto-sama, fufufu….”

“Alesia, I am ashamed to speak of the past.”

“Ara. But, the story of Al-san, the soldier, is quite fascinating.

“Who’s Al-san?”

“Let’s not get into that, Alesia.”

The carriage carrying the four members of the royal family is returning to the palace today. The mulberry fields managed by the state have increased a little every year.

When Alesia turned 20, the area of rainfall she brought ceased to expand. The final rainfall area had a diameter of about 4,000 meters (4km).

“I prefer the detached palace to the royal palace. The farm’s food is delicious. I could eat hawthorn candies every day when Obaa-sama made them.”

“Emilia loves hawthorn candy, doesn’t she?”

“I like sweet and spicy chicken, too!”

Mark and Alesia exchange a friendly smile with the children sitting across from them. The kids had had enough of the fun and fell asleep with their heads against each other.

Outside the carriage, a light rain began to fall.

If these two make it rain, the land will be blessed for decades to come. In the meantime, it will be up to them to make sure the country can run without wizards.

Mark rests his hand on Alesia’s shoulder, and Alesia rests her hand on Mark’s hand.

“Alesia, you have laid the foundation for this land to flourish. Our children’s generation will be more prosperous.”

“I’m proud to be a part of this country’s history, and I thank you for picking me despite all of my troubles.”

Mark, who had been politely listening, became solemn.

“Alesia, I’ve been meaning to ask you three questions.”

“Three questions? I’m curious what it is.”

“Every year on the anniversary of Eitana’s death, I hear you send flowers to her grave. I’ve always wondered why, because you didn’t know Eitana very well.”

Alesia winced.

“Someday, I may or may not tell you that. But you already knew that and never asked me, didn’t you?”

Mark softens up again.

“I’ve been waiting for Alesia to tell me for herself.”

“For more than a decade? That’s a long time to wait. And what about the second?”

“You’ve always tried to help people since I’ve known you.”

“Yes, I have.”

“Why?”

Alesia looked up at Mark in the eyes, who sat next to her.

“It’s related to the answer to your first question.”

“Has it anything to do with Eitana?”

“This isn’t Eitana herself.”

“Then the third is the hidden room. You were well aware of it, weren’t you?”

“Fufufu.”

“Don’t tell me this has something to do with Eitana?”

“It’s not directly related to Eitana.”

“Are you still going to keep it a secret from me?”

“Yes.”

(How do I explain a life that ends in hatred and resentment and two lives that end in love?)

“Maybe one day I will be able to tell you, but maybe I will carry it with me to my grave.”

“…I understand.”

“Will you forgive me for this answer?”

“Naturally, I do. If you didn’t want me to, I would never question you. Since the day I ate your petite, I’ve been thinking about you—No, I’ll stop here.”

Mark looked embarrassed and hugged her again, and Alesia closed her eyes and rested her head on Mark’s shoulder.

“Thank you for loving me.”

Her voice was muffled, but it seemed to reach Mark’s ears. The arm around her shoulder pulled Alesia tightly against him.