Eternal Night Knight

Here is Felen.
In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent.
Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes.
Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind.
From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly.
In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game.
Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls.
An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos.
The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land.
The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm.
Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy.
Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy.
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In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support.
Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

"They all went back to the cave one after another, seemed like they were off to mining," Anna replied in a low voice. "I saw they didn't run, so I didn't stop them."


"Smart decision." Gaven gave the Maiden Priestess a thumbs up. "From now on, it's not about changing them but letting them adapt to our presence. I just took a look around, and there are quite a few good herbs. When you have time, take those little ones to pick some. Later, when we roast the meat, I'll save ten pounds for you to use as prizes. I saw several Gnolls with injuries, and a few arms and legs with clear disabilities. Next, just do what you're best at."


"Understood, we call that building good rapport," Anna chuckled like a little fox who had successfully stolen a chicken.


Gaven's conciliatory approach really resonated with the genuinely kind-hearted Maiden Priestess.


Chapter 39 Becoming a Cook for Gnolls_1