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

As for his exceptional memory, Gaven had already displayed it in the Gnoll Tribe.


With further exploration, that ability had now become even more astounding.


It was an invisible benefit brought about by a high IQ and the Psychic Sorcerer's autohypnosis.


"Do you humans always compliment others so overtly?" Pikespirit was visibly a bit shy, somewhat pleased, and also quite curious.


"It depends on the situation," Gaven said with a smile. "This isn't flattery; it's just honesty, simply telling it as it is."


Unable to handle Gaven's thick skin, Pikespirit quickly changed the subject, "When do we set out?"


"Hold on a moment," Virginia called out to Gaven, "I see that our Lord only has a fine weapon but lacks proper armor. I have already sent someone to prepare a set. Please change into it before we leave, my Lord. You must ensure your own safety."


Chapter 118 The Monstrous Combat Armor_1