The picture has dissipated, Arthur's consciousness has returned to the room again, but the inner shock has not stopped, this power is great and terrifying, shattering not only the demons that destroy, but everything on the entire continent.

"Click! Boy, you get the idea, right? Those guys aren't the ones you should touch, even if it's just a wizard apprentice, they can crush you as an ant. Laughing unscrupulously, the ugly laughter made people want to grab this little devil and smash it completely.

"This is the Demon Legion, too weak, right?" Arthur didn't want to admit it, he could only find a reason in his mouth, anyway, he couldn't get used to the arrogant appearance of the big demon.

He also knew in his heart that how could the demon legion that swept the world be weak, if he really wanted to say it, wouldn't the Overworld Alliance at that time be just a group of ants?

"Don't be reckless, boy, I'll give you another sentence, don't provoke those guys, they won't come to mess with you, those guys have their own rules, which can never be understood by an existence at your level." After the big demon finished speaking, he didn't wait for Arthur to refute again, and his soul had already been integrated into the magic book, leaving only Arthur with a frown, not knowing what he was thinking.

The state of the soul obviously made the demon uncomfortable, but it could become more 'sane', and he discovered Arthur's 'disguise', but did not expose it.

Don't look at Riathur's usual appearance of me farming and my happiness, but in fact, the pursuit of knowledge and power has never been put down.

The books on the shelves have long been unknown to him and have been studied over and over again, and even those notes that are usually sorted out and recorded can produce a few books that are enough for the aristocratic family to pass on.

"Could it be that the tower is really a tower left by a wizard, but why hasn't it changed for hundreds of years?" Arthur couldn't figure out if he had overlooked something, or maybe he had obtained an incomplete record.

It would be difficult for him to analyze the information in front of him, but someone might know something.

"Maybe Melissa will know something......" Arthur made up his mind to enter the city again tomorrow, he needed an answer, an answer that would solve his doubts.

Instead of being frightened by the greatness of the wizard, on the contrary, the image that Arthur saw in the resonance of the soul of the great demon aroused his interest in the wizard.

As the night wore on, Arthur lay back in bed, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, he hadn't had insomnia for a long time, and he was half tired and half dead in the field every day, and often snoring as soon as he got into bed.

"Wizard ......"

Arthur in the dream didn't know what he saw, but when he woke up the next day, a slight headache reminded him that the after-effects of yesterday were still there.

The sorcerer's curse on Arthur's soul, although it was only confusing, was immediately pulled back by the archdemon, but it also caused a slight damage to his soul.

Originally, this was nothing, but after two days of sleep, it would recover naturally, and the body would not even feel anything abnormal.

But the great demon Aragorn obviously didn't have any good intentions, knowing that Arthur's soul was not in good shape, and he also carried out soul resonance, which was a complete injury on top of injury, not only did the recovery time be prolonged, but also had to face the sequelae of headaches.

"Damn the dwarf, he actually calculates Lao Tzu." After finishing his farm work with a headache, Arthur cursed the demon while teaching Greenskin to recognize crops on the edge of the field.

He hadn't intended to summon Aragorn, the vicious language didn't hurt the demons at all, and hearing the curse was no different from the praise of the demons in the chaos.

After only one morning, the goblins were not slow to learn, and Arthur clearly underestimated the knowledge of crops among these field destroyers.

"Quack!" Midori held a handful of weeds in his hand and showed off his merits to the director, Arthur nodded, took out a sweet potato with a little powdered sugar from his pocket, and handed it to the goblin as a reward.

Seeing the food, the little green skin seemed to have forgotten the master's order, and dropped the weeds and prepared to stuff them into his mouth.

"Nope! No, remember that these weeds must be piled up there! Arthur hurriedly stopped, training goblins was like training dogs, the difference was that although goblins had higher IQs, they were more greedy than dogs.

Most of the crops in the field are still just seedlings, and the fruits are so green that they are difficult to eat, and goblins will never pick and destroy them when they have food, but when the crops are close to maturity, it is difficult to say.

Arthur had to train the little greenskins now, or he wouldn't be a weed-puller, just a little greenskin who could lick the rotten sweet potatoes clean.

The effect of the contract is very powerful, especially when the goblin, after understanding Arthur's order, can only sadly put down the powdered sweet potato, pick up weeds along the road in disappointment, and walk towards the ridge at the end of the land.

The weeds that were pulled out could not be handled by the little arms and legs of the goblins, and Arthur would concentrate the weeds and transport them to the land for composting.

There will be a mixture of livestock and human feces and urine, as well as weeds and even ** wood, which will be fermented together to become an important fertilizer for next year.

Weeds are only a very small part of the fertilizer, and most of the nutrients of the fertilizer come from the part that cannot be used to feed livestock after harvesting, otherwise it will rely on the excrement of Arthur's two cows, let alone compost the entire dozens of acres of land, and even his experimental field will not be enough.

Not only Arthur was used in the compost field, but Ade's family, and even other nearby homesteaders, would throw some of Arthur's waste into the compost field to ferment together.

After all, Arthur's method is more beneficial and convenient for them than to discard it on their own land or throw it into the river to contaminate drinking water.

The other yeoman farmers weren't unaware of what Arthur was doing with them, but it was far more difficult to convince them that manure and weeds would make the land abundant, than it was to convince them to send waste to Arthur.

That's why, obviously seeing the harvest of Uncle Vinnock's family, those yeoman farmers still think that they must have invited a sacrifice to cast some spell for the land.

Arthur's land is also abundant, but in comparison, Arthur is a real 'poor egg', which makes those people even more reluctant to try Arthur's methods, not seeing that Arthur alone takes care of the land that often requires two or three adult strong men to cultivate.

Sending the goblin back to the treasury to continue his sweet potato licking business, Arthur has finished his day's work, but today is not over, Arthur must go into the city once to find the answer that has been pestering him all night.