With this farm, why would I bother with so many schemes?
I can simply crush my opponents with overwhelming combat power, right?
The Elf Princess and Emily were both bewildered, not understanding why Lette suddenly became so excited.
"Rosadina, go and fetch that old lady for me immediately! I have some important questions to ask her!
Hurry, it's a matter of life and death for the Elf Empire!"
The princess was taken aback, unable to see the significant crisis in agricultural production.
"Oh-oh-oh! I'm going right away!"
She turned and ran towards the farmer's room, quickly returning with a gust of wind, bringing back the old lady Monare.
"Granny, this is Mr. Lette, our military advisor of the Elf Empire. He has a few questions for you."
"I know, I'm familiar with him."
The old lady smiled at Lette: "I've heard your lecture."
Hearing this, Lette awkwardly chuckled, knowing his words couldn't fool this thousand-year-old elf lady.
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
