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

"We could only do this for now." Cangya sounded somewhat disappointed. After hesitating for a moment, he added, "Sir, could we temporarily reassign Lady Artolia from the Guard Team?"


"What's wrong?" Gaven raised an eyebrow. In recent days, he hadn't paid much attention to his Spirit Crystal Servant, Artolia. Her personality was so strong that unless he asked, she wouldn't take the initiative to report anything. Or rather, the concept of reporting didn't exist for her. In her eyes, Gaven was her knight.


"The training intensity demanded by Lady Artolia is too great, far exceeding the physical capabilities of the soldiers. Many have become exhausted and ill," explained Cangya with a look of helplessness. "There is a great divide between Professionals and non-Professionals; they cannot be treated equally. Additionally, Lady Artolia completely disregards our natural constraints, determined to have us abandon slings and switch to what she calls the 'English Longbow'."


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