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

The human before him was like a god controlling the clouds and the rain; his so-called secret actions had never escaped the watchful eyes of this person.


Or more accurately, this person had been on their tail—or rather, hanging above their heads—right from the beginning.


The Dog Demon, legendary for its immense strength, hardly struggled through two rounds before it was nearly carved into a meat stick, lying there like a dead dog ready for butchering.


How had he been so delusional to think that he could become the Goblin King? Especially with this man around?


It was all the Dog Demon's fault. Yes, all the fault of that devil. Without its instigation, he would never have had such an idea.


Without such a terrifying ambition, he would have returned to the Spirit Crystal Mine long ago, enjoying his gourmet food, sipping his barley beer, and awaiting the Crystal Stone to be delivered into his hands.


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