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

If I can form a connection with him, the pace at which my situation in the Rocklands opens up will accelerate even further.


Because the other party is a Giant Dragon, even if it's just a Juvenile Blue Dragon.


Passing through a grove of small pines, a huge boulder lay sprawled not far away, and an elegant figure was perched atop it.


Her lines were as smooth as a cheetah, with well-defined muscles that weren't overly exaggerated. She was covered in red-brown scales with a metallic sheen. Excluding the wings, her body wasn't particularly large, about the size of an adult cheetah. The dragon's face, composed of scales and horns, didn't look ferocious at all but rather comical, giving off a sense of being in mid-laughter.


As Gaven approached, she was murmuring to herself and occasionally letting out chuckles, seemingly immersed in her own world and completely oblivious to Gaven's arrival.


Chapter 97: Meeting with the Young Red Copper Dragon_3