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

"Of course, it's a joke," Bede said with a chuckle. "Alright, I'll keep this in mind, but don't get your hopes up too much. There aren't that many Gnoll slaves out there, at least I've never seen them in large numbers. On the other hand, there are quite a few Goblin slaves."


From start to finish, Hanson sat by with a smile, not saying much, perhaps having learned a thing or two from the last lesson, realizing the virtue of silence. 


Regardless, as long as he was here, no matter what deal Bede struck with Gaven, he'd have a part in it—that was the rule of the caravan.


"Mr. Hanson, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to Uncle Bede alone for a moment," said Gaven. There were some things he preferred not to involve Hanson in.


"Sure." Now Hanson truly seemed more perceptive, nodding without hesitation and getting up to leave.


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