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Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

A thousand years after the Undead Empire vanished, the little skeleton who used to farm was still tending to his fields, until the summoning portal reopened. "Are you guys hungry? I’ve been farming for a thousand years and have stored a tiny bit of food." "Have these fields been deserted? Can I plant things?" "The princess's city on the hill doesn’t allow farming? Then never mind, I won't go." "They want to tax me but won't let me farm? Wipe them out!"

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Chapter 321: Forever Lost the Vote of the Dwarf_2

"Sure, fine," Anthony grumbled to himself. "I'm so much better than you because I've got this divine statue of Planting and the Tree of Life. And, oh, did I mention, my Master God actually bothers to farm."

Gailard paused awhile before saying in his serious, bassy voice, "The forest is not just inhabited by us elves. There are many other species flourishing in it. I can't just dig out a piece of land and sell its wares to you, and neither can I let you into the forest."

Anthony had anticipated this, so he replied at once, "If the forest isn't just yours to control, why do we have to stay out? Surely we can tip-toe in and dig up a few Axe Potatoes, can't we?"

No," Gailard stated simply.

"Then sell me some more groceries," said Anthony, playing the rascal.

Against such persistently shameless pestering from this seasoned trickster, Gailard, a two-century-old naiad, was quickly compelled to sell him several tons of mixed grains.