The all-nighter brainstorming session that Davey and Perserque pulled off was worth it. As soon as it got bright, Davey left the palace and came to a wide, abandoned plain. He was a little burdened after seeing the militia members’ anticipation and maniac-like looks on the way out, but he regained his peace of mind upon looking at the wide plains that were unfortunately dried out.

A chilly wind hit Davey, who didn’t really have any resistance to heat or cold yet. He hadn’t gone through ‘metamorph’. However, a little holy power could fix this, such as a holy power furnace.

“So, all this used to be farmland before.” Davey looked around the plains that cracked apart from dryness. The plains were so useless that the original owners gave up their ownership and left the territory, leaving the land without an owner. “Ah, I really wanted to be the owner of a building, but I guess I’ll become the owner of a really large land.”

As Davey laughed carelessly, Perserque looked at him with a peculiar look. She thought he was acting ridiculous.

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