Autumn Harvest of the Third Age, Year 2944

"It looks like our plan can finally proceed!" Roland said excitedly as he gazed at the endless waves of wheat beyond the city.

"..." Yun Feng's mouth twitched. As long as you're happy. You're more of a headache than vampires; even capitalists would weep at the sight of you! These ten sets of knight armor were soaked with the sweat and tears of the great sage Yun Feng...

"Shouldn't this be a bumper harvest? Isn't all this grain enough?" Darian Nightblade looked at the rolling "waves" of wheat in astonishment. He truly could not imagine how much food an entire kingdom consumed in a year.

"It looks like a lot, but we're still short by quite a bit!" Before Yun Feng or Roland could speak, Omsk, who had been standing off to the side in a daze, replied listlessly. Ever since the kingdom had been founded, Lagrange's food shortage seemed never to have stopped!

"Yeah, we still have to buy what we can! We need to leave some emergency grain reserves for Ismir and Apophis Breo too!" Roland nodded. Ismir did not have much of a population problem now; it would only consume a few more sacks of grain. But Apophis Breo's harvest had been cut by at least half this year, which was truly painful! The food needed to feed the several thousand people of Lion Territory was no small amount. Although King Elrond had promised aid for Apophis Breo, relying on their own people was always more reassuring.

"That's true." Darian Nightblade nodded in understanding. Of course he knew how brutally Lion Territory had been battered under Apophis Breo's rule! It was no exaggeration to say they had beaten each other senseless! That battle had directly crippled Lion Territory's war potential for years to come. Apophis Breo would