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

"No doubt, it's these days, the last three days of every tenday, he will definitely come back," Gos, trotting behind Gaven, said with absolute certainty.


Comparatively, Gos remembered this day better than Roar did.


Because these were the hardest days of every tenday for them, in order to fill Roar's big belly, they often had to go hungry for several days.


"Alright, no training today. You do the usual and collect the tribute," Gaven confirmed the plan for the day.


"Collect tribute?" The half-ogre scratched his bald head, shaking it, "No go, their tributes are trash, not tasty. Roar is already full, uh... my lord, you don't want to drive Roar away, do you? Roar pledges loyalty to the lord, won't run away, won't collect tribute anymore."


The half-ogre had a rare moment of enlightenment, but he put it to the wrong use, thinking Gaven was testing his loyalty, so he hastily showed his loyalty by thumping his chest.


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