Farming in the Magical World

"Sir, you've arrived! Were you satisfied with the food?"

The old hall, with its dirty tables and chairs, and a chaotic crowd, was filled with noise and shouting.

Under the dim light, a bearded knight was talking animatedly in the hall, surrounded not only by drunkards and farmers, but also by several women!

After finishing their meal, Luke led Lucifer downstairs and into the hall, where they saw this scene.

Henry, who had been listening intently, didn't forget that he was the boss and immediately smiled when he saw the two of them!

"The food is good!"

"A drink, please... What are they talking about? It's so lively!"

He nodded, then turned to look at the bustling crowd.

"Hey, isn't this about the recent battle between the Duke of Wales, whom the King just conferred the title of Duke of Wales upon, and the Duke of France?"

"You haven't heard of it?"

With a casual wave of his hand, the shop owner seemed to suddenly remember that the customer had just ordered a drink. "What kind of drink would you like? Ale, fruit wine, mead, or...?"

"Casual!"

Luke casually found a table and sat down, finding the situation somewhat absurd!

Fruit wine?

What else could this run-down place have besides ale?

If I actually asked for mead, he'd probably say he didn't have any right now, wouldn't he?

This boss is really something... In the Holy Church, lying is not allowed and will be punished!

"Sir, your beer!"

Soon, old Henry himself brought over a glass of ale!

"Don't you not drink alcohol? Why do you still want some?"

The wine glass was dark and murky, filled with messy foam, and at the bottom was an unidentified liquid churning.

Is this wine?

Lucifer suspected that even an old drunkard would have a hard time swallowing this stuff, not to mention that he had never seen Luca drink alcohol along the way!

"I'll order a drink so I can blend in without standing out too much!"

With his eyes fixed on the crowd in the hall, Luke said something without turning his head, then waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, quiet!"

Lucifer's eyes darted around, and he was about to continue speaking when his attention was drawn to the voices in the hall!

"...The Duke of Wells was something else; he descended from the sky and charged into the enemy army of tens of thousands outside Fromm, scaring the enemy into retreating in fear!"

"oh... ..."

The crowd exclaimed.

It seems unimaginable how one person could face an army of thousands!

The bearded knight who spoke seemed even more smug.

He took a sip of his drink, stroked his beard, and slammed his hand on the table again... *smack!*

"Those knights of the French Knights were formidable. Even in such a terrifying situation, they still surrounded the Duke with their lances and longswords, and together they attacked, intending to chop him into pieces!"

"ah... ..."

"Thousands of knights! If it were me, I'd be scared to death... Tsk tsk!"

The crowd gasped again.

However, this time, everyone seems to be worried about the Duke of Wells!

Under everyone's gaze, the bearded knight curled his lip and glanced around smugly. "But who is Duke Wells?"

"He wasn't afraid at all. With a backhand slash, a reverse slash, a thrust, a stab, and a cleave, he killed each knight with a single strike, two against one, and all of them felled from their horses!"

"His mother is... amazing!"

Everyone sighed in admiration, as if they had instantly transformed into the Duke, imagining what they would do if they were in that situation!

But a child mingling in the crowd tilted his head, his face full of doubt, and asked the probing question, "Uncle Kit, how did the Duke of Wells defeat thousands of people?"

"Uh... ...this..." The bearded knight chuckled awkwardly, "You know, Duke Wells is... well, he's very powerful!"

The crowd around him, instead of receptive to his words, began to shout, "Kids shouldn't interrupt if they don't understand!"

"Shut up, or go back to sleep!"

The child pouted, feeling wronged, and fell silent.

"Luke, that Duke of Wells, can he really kill a thousand knights?"

Lucifer blinked, seemingly very curious.

But Luke fell into deep thought...

"It's not impossible, but he must truly be above the high level. Although his magic power is still not quite enough, as long as he can shatter the enemy's courage, the enemy will collapse on their own."

He looked at Lucifer thoughtfully. "What, you're quite interested in this Duke of Wells?"

"No way!"

Tilting his head, Lucifer blinked his blue eyes as he looked at Luke. "Don't you envy the great magician?"

"Hehe, of course I'm envious!"

Turning his gaze away from Lucifer, Luke paused, then continued, "Throughout the journey, you paid particular attention whenever this Duke of Wells was mentioned, and..."

He glanced at the other person's arm hidden under the table and added, "Every time, you would rub the bracelet on your wrist!"

Lucifer withdrew his hand, his eyes darting away. "No way!"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter whether it exists or not!"

Shaking his head, Luke added, "I'm curious, did the Duke of Wells give you this?"

Hearing this, Lucifer bit his lip and thought for a moment before asking, "If it really was given to you by him, would you be afraid?"

"Fear? Of course I'm afraid! I'm no match for those above the higher levels!"

Luke shrugged, then scoffed, "But can he even find us?"

He paused for a moment before turning his head back. "Alright, let's continue listening. I'm also curious how things have turned out here!"

As the two finished speaking, the bearded knight's voice came again!

He slammed his hand on the table, appearing very excited.

"But Howard is, after all, a duke, and quite formidable as well. He once single-handedly challenged multiple opponents. Seeing Duke Wells's prowess, he was naturally unconvinced..."

But after listening to the bearded man's story, Lucifer found that it was no different from what he had heard before.

Although the bearded man had added a lot of embellishments, he could still tell that the overall story was still largely unchanged and was mostly nonsense!

Lanny is a magician and a vampire; he can wield a sword and fight against his opponent.

Even so, as he stroked the bracelet on his hand, Lucifer's heart was still filled with pride and sorrow.

Having been held hostage by Luke for so long, he was getting further and further away from Dracula. Just as Luke had said, it was impossible for his brother Lanny to find him.

Perhaps, I will never see Brother Lanny, Sister Tiffany, or Sister Melissa in my lifetime!

I wonder if Lanny will still remember me now that Tiffany has a baby.

Perhaps he has already forgotten about himself!

He knew that he could only rely on himself now.

Since Luke wants him to be some kind of chosen one, then he'll be this damn chosen one, and he'll be the best of them all.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have had a chance at all...

A child who had just turned ten years old underwent his first transformation in this dimly lit, noisy, and smelly hotel.

When it emerges from its cocoon, whether it becomes a beautiful butterfly or falls to the ground and becomes fertilizer for the earth, no one knows or can say for sure.

The only one who knows the answer to all of this is the hand of fate that is secretly orchestrating it all!