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

"Uncle Bede must be laughing, raising such a mountain delicacy is too challenging," Gaven said with a helpless smile toward Bede.


"Incredible, truly incredible, you've done an astounding job already," Bede said giving a thumbs up. "I've never seen such an obedient, such a smart Half-Ogre. Brother Gaven, where on earth did you find such a treasure?"


Although Bede was speaking to Gaven, his eyes followed the Half-Ogre constantly, his covetous look so apparent that even a fool could see it.


This was naturally born to be a caravan guard; having such a one to escort them on the road not only significantly increased their safety but could also assist with the wagons and transportation of goods during crucial moments.


"Lucky me, he presented himself at my doorstep," Gaven said lightly, appearing utterly oblivious to Bede's look.


Bede, unable to contain his eagerness, blurted out, "Considering our deep friendship, Uncle Bede has a small request..."


Chapter 53 Confidence (Please Follow)_1