I dominate the magic world by farming

In Tianqi Palace, the ornamental flowers in the palace courtyard gradually bloomed, exuding a long and refreshing fragrance.

But Field in the study had no intention of admiring it. He was scratching his head and thinking about the name of the newly established province.

There are many papers scattered on the desk, and the papers are filled with densely written names.

Field stared at a name on a piece of paper, "This?"

He shook his head and said, "Not grand enough!"

Then he looked at another name and said, "This one is grand enough, but not easy to pronounce!"

He lowered his head, thought for a moment, and then shook his head, "Change another one!"

…

Seeing this, Sophia beside her looked helpless, with a wry smile on her lips.

Field, who has always been vigorous and resolute, actually has difficulty choosing a name.

Sophia decided to help her husband. She stood up, stretched out her slender hand, and casually pointed at the two names on the paper.

"Just these two!"

Field turned his head, glanced at Sophia with firm eyes, and said calmly: "Okay! I'll listen to you!"

In the afternoon of the same day, the construction department, sowing grain department and other departments of the new province received the documents.

"Province of Meth, Province of Rogas!"

As he continued reading, two brand new names came into Edmund's eyes.

"Carrera City!"

"Gandos City!"

Edmund, who looked a bit younger, carefully folded the documents neatly and put them into his arms.

With a smile on his lips, he raised his head and scanned the gradually forming foundation of the city, "Your original name is Gangdos City!"

After saying this, Edmund smoothed out his robe and personally joined the construction.

"What's wrong with Mr. Secretary? Haven't you been taking action personally for many years? Why..."

The companion next to him placed the stone in his hand at the designated position, and then said lightly: "I don't know, have you noticed? Why do I feel that Mr. Secretary has become younger?"

Hearing this, he took a closer look and exclaimed: "It's true!"

…

Field, who had just finished a day of knight training, returned to the study and sat down.

But before his butt could get hot, Nelson came to the door.

But at this moment, Nelson no longer stooped, and came to Field in three steps and two steps at a time.

Nelson's eyes were sincere as he slowly bent down and said, "Thank you, His Majesty the King!"

Field smiled lightly, "Steward Nelson, it doesn't have to be like this!"

After a pause, Field asked again: "Butler Nelson, you came to me, didn't you just come to me just to thank me?"

Nelson hesitated to speak, he really is!

But looking at the situation in front of me, it must be no!

Nelson immediately recalled the possible excuse in his mind.

Suddenly, Nelson's eyes lit up, "Your Majesty the King, how do you plan to treat the elves staying in Apocalypse City? They are natural magic researchers!"

Field understood what Nelson meant.

What a coincidence, this is also Field’s plan!

If he were still a small viscount or a marquis, he would definitely come forward to invite him personally.

But now that he is the king, it would be a bit embarrassing to invite him in person.

"Butler Nelson, don't worry, I already have someone to recruit the elves."

Nelson nodded and turned around, and in an instant, the figure disappeared into the study.

Field withdrew his gaze and picked up the government documents on the desk. His movements were so familiar that it was heartbreaking!

"Why does being a king have the same visual sense as a teacher correcting homework!"

Field shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"The expansion plan for the Magic Swordfish Farm is on track!"

"Oh? The Grain Research Institute has developed a new variety of wheat. Not bad. Bonus!"

…

Field wrote one word after another on the government documents.

At this moment, the biggest enemies of the Apocalypse Kingdom walked in side by side, not letting anyone go!

"Good day, Your Majesty the King!"

The two people in front of him were the dark elf Gimli, the vice-president of the Magic Academy, and the dwarf Tolkien, the director of the Blacksmithing Department.

The elf is tall and slender, with long light brown hair reaching his waist.

The dwarf is just the opposite, a living barrel.

Seeing this, Field held his forehead helplessly.

"Deputy Dean Gimli, do you have a deep connection with the elves in the Great Forest of Terra?"

Gimli heard Field's questioning voice in his ears, and he immediately retracted his contempt for Tolkien and looked directly at Field in front of him.

"When I was young, I wandered into the Great Forest of Terra!"

Field put down the left hand that was holding his forehead and said: "Many elves from the Great Forest of Terra have come to Apocalypse King City!"

Gimli looked at Field and understood instantly!

"I try my best!"

Field nodded slightly. Talking to smart people saves money.

The dwarf Tolkien, however, had a confused mind and asked with a look of astonishment on his face: "Did I miss something?"

When Gimli heard this, he instantly cast a look of disdain on him!

"I plan to recruit the elves staying in Tianqi King City, and I want you two to go!"

"What? Him?"

Gimli and Tolkien spoke in rare unison.

The two of them turned their heads, looked at each other, and then turned away.

The scene in front of him was extremely funny. Field laughed and joked in his heart: "If you two were of the opposite sex, I would definitely knock you two!"

"Your Majesty the King, I can understand if you want me to go. After all, I am also an elf, but he..." After saying this, Gimli couldn't help but cast a look of disdain again.

Tolkien also knew that the dwarves and elves did not get along.

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