As always, Elena maintained that elegant and sensual poise, holding her teacup between slender fingers with grace.

Well... at least that’s how it looked on the outside. Deep down, she wasn’t quite as relaxed as usual.

Alice and Evelyn were seated next to her. On the other side of the table sat Ophelia, Mireya, and, to her surprise, an unexpected addition to the group: Arwen.

Elena’s eyes narrowed, falling on the ancestral high elf’s huge breasts.

Two enormous, milky mounds rose proudly beneath the silk of Arwen’s dress, heavy and full.

She had always acknowledged that Ophelia was slightly larger than she was, and that Mireya wasn’t far behind either.

But this time, even grudgingly, she had to admit it. In sheer size, there was simply no comparing herself to the elf.

Not that it bothered her much, of course.

No matter how many women showed up, she knew full well that her own huge tits were—and always would be—one of Ethan’s favorites.

Arwen, for her part, barely paid any attention to the curious glances from Ethan’s other wives.

She simply continued sipping her tea, her gaze drifting naturally toward her new husband, who sat at the head of the table with a serene demeanor.

"So... Miss Arwen." Alice’s lips parted, curiosity clearly shining in her eyes. "Are you really from the ancient era? What was it like back then?"

She had already studied that era quite a bit, mainly because so many stories about it were scattered throughout the pages of her spellbook.

"Hmm..." Arwen thought for a moment before answering, gently setting her cup down on the saucer.

"Less different from the present world than you might imagine. Dragons were still common, even though their race was already in decline, and gods still descended to earth, though much more rarely than in past ages."

"Oh..." For a moment, Alice’s eyes sparkled, her curiosity overflowing. "Have you ever seen a god descend to earth in person?"

"Yes." Arwen nodded, her long, light hair sliding gracefully over her shoulders. "I was at the height of the seventh stage at the time, the highest stage below only the gods.

The sun god descended and brought death to countless enemies of humanity. It was terrifying... but, fortunately, our people were untouched."

She still remembered it clearly. At that time, had the sun god decided to advance upon elven territory, the goddess of life herself was prepared to descend personally to confront him.

Fortunately, it wasn’t necessary.

"In the end, the Sun God’s avatar fell into the hands of Arhnax, the ancient dragon who created the dwarves. The battle lasted for days and wreaked destruction across entire kingdoms."

"I see... I imagine it must have been an incredible battle to witness," Evelyn remarked, sitting beside Elena and slowly twirling her glass between her fingers.

Unlike the others, who contented themselves with tea, she was savoring a green fairy wine, her face lit with satisfaction.

"It was incredible, but many died. Everything within a hundred-kilometer radius turned into a wasteland."

They all nodded in unison at her words.

Battles between sixth-stage warriors were already terrible—some capable of leveling entire mountains—but reducing everything to ashes within a radius of hundreds of kilometers transcended that level of power entirely.

Ethan, who had been listening to everything in silence, merely let out a low sigh, finishing the rest of his tea in a single gulp before standing up.

"Doran will send some workers to start moving our things to our new residence. Use this time to get to know each other better; your husband has a few things to take care of."

With that, he leaned down toward each of them in turn, pressing a kiss to their lips and taking the opportunity to officially register Arwen as his wife, which earned him another 10 premium gacha tickets.

Shortly afterward, the girls set off together toward the gigantic palace rising on the horizon, far too curious to wait any longer.

Ethan, on the other hand, headed in the opposite direction, making his way to the outer district of Goldenveil.

That region, despite being the largest and already properly zoned, remained completely empty at the moment, without a single building rising from the ground.

The only exception, of course, were the farm fields that had been relocated there, now occupying just over two hundred thousand square meters of cultivated land.

A farming area that was, honestly, minuscule compared to Goldenveil’s current population, but Ethan would remedy that very soon.

When the Lord’s figure appeared on the horizon, the people of Goldenveil working in the fields—mostly women, since most of the men were serving in the military—immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed to greet him.

Ethan accepted their greeting with a slight smile, then motioned for them to step back from the field. The plot lay east of the outer walls, right beside the massive main avenue.

Kneeling before the black earth, he pressed his palm against the soft, cool soil and activated his instant construction ability.

It didn’t take long for him to find a suitable option.

[Name: Field Blessed by Life.

Description: A field from an ancient empire that has received the blessing of life. This field was created to yield as much as possible, with the highest possible quality.

-Crops grown in this field are guaranteed to sprout as magical crops.

-The quality of a magical crop depends primarily on its seed and the mana density around it.

-Magical crops have a variety of different effects, varying according to the type of crop. They can increase lifespan, have medicinal effects, aid in pregnancy, restore stamina, and more.

-This field significantly increases the growth speed of crops, varying depending on the surrounding mana density.

-This field actively restores workers’ stamina and has healing and even rejuvenating effects on them.

Price: 2,000 gold coins per 100 hectares.

Effects: +1234% crop growth speed, +513% disease resistance, vitality, and crop yield, +200% efficiency and stamina recovery for workers. (Based on mana density)]