Love eventually flows like water

A thousand years after the Undead Empire vanished, the little skeleton who used to farm was still tending to his fields, until the summoning portal reopened.
"Are you guys hungry? I’ve been farming for a thousand years and have stored a tiny bit of food."
"Have these fields been deserted? Can I plant things?"
"The princess's city on the hill doesn’t allow farming? Then never mind, I won't go."
"They want to tax me but won't let me farm? Wipe them out!"

Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

"Ange, do you wish to leave this wilderness?" the Monarch asked directly.


Ange was staring intently, searching around, seemingly fixated on something unseen. Upon hearing the question, he cocked his head to the side and asked, "Can you plant things there?"


Ancient Godlight was puzzled. What did he mean by that? The Exalted Energy Level Wilderness wasn't the kind of desert that lacked water; what did it have to do with whether things could be planted there?


The Monarch replied, "How would I know? I've never been there."


Ange decisively shook his head: "I'm not going."


Having said that, he continued to stare intently, casting his gaze forth.


In the Master Plane, Gailard looked up at the pitch-black sky. A trace of worry appeared on his exquisitely beautiful face, which naturally invoked sympathy in onlookers, who could hardly restrain the urge to smooth away his frown.


Of course, those who dared to approach had already been struck down by the Elf Guard.


Chapter 875: Celebrating the Festival Beautifully