Chapter 323: Can You Produce Hundreds of Thousands of Bags of Grain? _2

Having said that, Durken himself started to go crazy: "Kvada, it can't be possible. Just because you keep planting stuff, you maintain the balance in such a huge Resting Camp? Is it just a little bit left?"

In the end, there was no way to verify it. During their chatter, everyone arrived at the Witch's Palace.

"The witch still lives as simply as always," Durken exclaimed.

Negris didn't speak. Most of his memories about the witch were lost, and he couldn't remember what she was like. This also raised a question: why would the Undead King erase these memories?

It was indeed too simple. The Witch's Palace could be seen at a glance. It was empty without even a table. At least there was a table in the Bronze Book Tower...

Two banshees floated to the center of the palace and began to chant softly.