I dominate the magic world by farming

After a while, Carmine returned.

Following behind him was a highly recognizable Apocalypse Knight wearing Cambrian armor.

"This is Kyle!"

Following the direction of Carmine's finger, Kyle in a fur coat came into the soldier's eyes.

The knight asked suspiciously, "Are you Lord Kyle?"

Kairel took out the identity seal from his arms and threw it to the knight.

The knight caught the identity seal, observed it carefully, and confirmed that it was true.

Then he held the identity seal in both hands and handed it to Kyle respectfully.

"Lord Kyle, entrusted by Captain Sebastian, the White Tiger Tribe has been destroyed!"

After saying this, the knight waited for Kyle's reply.

"The Golden Lion Tribe has chosen to be loyal to the Kingdom of Apocalypse." After a pause, Kyle continued, "You go back and report to Captain Sebastian immediately that the Golden Lion Tribe is not an enemy!"

The knight nodded slightly, turned around, and left the room.

At the same time when the knights returned to the Zhenbei Station, proud swallows set off from the Golden Lion Tribe to the Apocalypse King City.

…

Apocalypse King City.

In a warm and comfortable study.

Field took the note from Hilbert, and the wax on the note was not damaged.

"Your Majesty, this is news from the Golden Lion Tribe!"

Hilbert's words instantly attracted Field's attention.

To be precise, it was the news from the Golden Lion Tribe that affected Field's mood.

Field immediately stopped the task in his hands and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me!"

Director Hilbert walked forward slowly and handed the note to Field.

Field destroyed the wax on the note, unfolded the letter, and quickly read the contents of the letter.

Gradually, the corners of Field's mouth curved into an arc, as if smiling.

"The Golden Lion Tribe is loyal to the Kingdom!"

Quintus and Hilbert looked at each other after hearing this, and saw the surprise and joy in each other's eyes.

Before the establishment of the Apocalypse Kingdom, Wilson had established a good relationship with the Golden Lion Tribe.

As time went on, the relationship between the two became closer.

The Apocalypse Kingdom provides food for the Golden Lion Tribe, and the Golden Lion Tribe provides magic potions and magic cores for the Apocalypse Kingdom.

The two complement each other!

With the help of the Apocalypse Kingdom, the Golden Lion Tribe quickly improved its strength, occupied the surrounding small tribes, and became a hegemon among the barbarian tribes.

The Apocalypse Kingdom and the Golden Lion Tribe have long been in each other's arms.

Mango Field was not very surprised that the Golden Lion Tribe chose to be loyal to the Apocalypse.

It was expected, but it was also joyful.

While he was happy, Hilbert reported another piece of news, which made Field even happier.

"Your Majesty, the head of the Sebastian Station has sent a message that the White Tiger Tribe has surrendered, asking whether to take down the Terrain Dragon Tribe and the Barbarian King's Court in one go!"

Field thought for a moment, and said seriously, "Don't worry for now, continue to attack, I'm afraid the Alpha Kingdom can't sit still!"

Hilbert nodded, "I'll reply!"

As soon as the voice fell, Hilbert turned and left the study.

Quintus left immediately afterwards.

In a blink of an eye, Field was the only one left in the study.

Field did not immediately pick up the feather pen to review the government documents, but raised his head and looked out the window.

There were no more snowflakes in the sky, and Field knew that spring was coming.

…

Time passed, the snow in winter gradually melted, and the snowmen made by children were the only snow left in the Kingdom of Apocalypse.

South Gate of Apocalypse City.

Field, Thomas, Philip and others stood by the city gate.

One carriage after another drove out of the city gate and headed south.

Suddenly, what came out of the city gate was no longer a carriage pulled by horses, but a giant carriage with four or five rhinoceros-horned beasts.

The carriage was covered by a dark curtain, and it was unclear what was inside.

Thomas glanced at the covered carriage with a fiery look, and looked at Field, "Speaker Field, I'll leave first!"

Field shook his head slightly.

Thomas looked at Philip again, his tone serious, like a special old teacher, and said, "During my absence, practice magic according to the schedule I left behind, understand?"

"I know, Teacher Thomas!"

After the instructions, Thomas boarded the carriage.

With Field and Philip watching, the carriage gradually caught up with the giant frame, and then went with it.

Seeing this scene, Field smiled knowingly.

The eighth-level magic crystal cannon is an extremely important treasure, and Thomas must guard it personally.

The caravan traveling between the East and West Continents left.

The personnel transporting the magic crystal cannon and some senior wheat seed breeders made the scale of this caravan slightly larger than in previous years.

The caravan left in a winding manner, and suddenly, several suspicious figures followed the caravan.

The caravan gradually disappeared from sight, and Field turned and entered the royal city.

……

In a room in the royal city.

Prince Elander was half lying on a chair, holding a glass goblet in his hand, shaking it slightly.

The crystal wine, as red as blood, swirled along the wall of the glass.

Alande took a sip and said, "Ah~, I have to admit that there are many kinds of good wine in Apocalypse City. I really want to stay in Apocalypse City forever!"

As he was sighing, the door was pushed open and Miles walked in.

Alande continued to shake the wine in the glass and asked, "Did you catch up?"

"Yes!"

"Don't follow one person for too long. It will make the caravan suspicious. Every time you follow for a period of time, change a group of people to follow!"

Miles nodded slightly and left the room.

Silence returned to the room.

Elland closed his eyes, tasted the wine, and let the early spring sunshine shine on his cheeks.

…

"Don't follow too close!"

"clear!"

The spy chief kept urging.

…

The magic sun in spring radiates heat, and the frozen stone soil gradually becomes soft.

The spring rain that fell from time to time penetrated the soft soil, and the air was filled with the smell of soil.

The royal city of Areste.

The vibrant atmosphere permeated every corner of the royal city.

In the splendid palace.

King Kersten sat high on the throne and glanced at the officials under the steps.

The palace echoed with the voice of Agriculture Secretary Bronx.

"...I have purchased enough No. 46 wheat seeds for spring plowing, and everything else is ready!"

King Kerstin shook his head slightly.

"The new batch of knights from the Knight Academy successfully graduated and entered the major corps!"

Kerstin smiled and nodded, there was really good news.

…

In a peaceful atmosphere, Intelligence Minister Sacramento stood up.

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

The smile on King Kersten's face froze.

Sacramento looked left and right, feeling indescribable the bitterness in his heart.

What! When it was my turn to report, you all had droopy faces. Are you refusing to show me your face?

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot!

Sacramento endures!

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