The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 219 - 192 Spice Clone_3

Chapter 219: Chapter 192 Spice Clone_3

Lind was not sure about the correctness of the story. Just like the tales about himself that the Bards are now singing—though he was still very much alive, the story had already begun to exaggerate.

"The ancestor of the Hex family went to the pit. He defeated the snake demons and established a village of Snake People in the pit for those cursed by the Abyss, who have guarded it generation after generation. The Hex family is also known as the Snake Catchers."

"Snake Catcher Fortress connects the central and northern regions. Baron Ronan Hex is the Lord of this generation’s Snake Catcher Fortress. He has illustrious military achievements, powerful strength, and under him, there are ten powerful Knights, known as the Sons of Ronan."

"The Sons of Ronan don’t have Noble bloodlines, so they shouldn’t go mad."

Lind also couldn’t figure out why only the Nobles with the power of the Ring of Magic in their blood and surnames would go mad after Doomsday.

For example, Lance. No matter how strong you are or what talent you had before Doomsday, you can only live as an ordinary person. Forcibly drinking a Magic Potion won’t give you a powerful boon like Lind, and of course, you don’t have the right to go mad either.

"Bestow a surname?" Lind seemed to have caught on to a key piece of information.

Nobles value their bloodlines highly, as those with bloodlines have the right to inherit, but this is not absolute. For instance, a bastard would absolutely have no right to inherit.

A child adopted without a bloodline but given a surname and a bastard with a bloodline—if it really came to the day of inheriting a title, certainly, the child with a surname would have a better claim.

Lind really didn’t want to encounter the ten half-mad Sons of Ronan.

"So, my Lord, are you saying that they want to defend Baron Ronan Hex, who might have gone completely mad, and so they warn you to stay away at all costs?"

"Exactly," Lind smiled.

He didn’t want to encounter them, but it wasn’t that he was afraid.

Are 10 Level 20+ red-named BOSSes strong? He had seen even stronger ones.

And the suggestion from the other party was quite interesting, actually advising him to take the Gate of Mephisto as a detour back to Goliath.

Did the other party not know that the Gate of Mephisto and the Abyssal Great Rift were next to each other? How foolish would Lind have to be to intentionally avoid the easy path and circle around to corrupt his spirit.

"You’ve done very well," Lind smiled as he looked at me catching Pikachu, "Keep striving to improve your strength. Our plans to enter the Snake Catcher Fortress must not be delayed, and that goes for former friends as well."

Let them cling to the glories of the old era; the new era is coming, and it’s not something one can hold on to simply with inner conviction.

In Lind’s view, these old Nobles half-mad with bestowed surnames still had a chance. With just a little proactive effort, they too could step into the new era.

He casually gave an answer to the Undead who had completed the quest.

Lind also concluded this expedition. With the existence of the Snake Catcher as a communicable party—even though they had shown hostility—Lind still hoped to overcome the enemy without fighting.

The Old Nobility is getting fewer and fewer.

Baron Ronan is an absolutely unavoidable topic!

Not much time had passed, and Lind received another piece of good news: Miss Brittany had been helping Lind create a spice Clone, and now she finally had a result.

Lind immediately found Miss Brittany.

Watching her throw a spice bottle on the ground, followed by a puff of smoke, a "Lind" stood in front of him.

From the outside, there were no flaws to be seen.

What was strange was that the expression and movements were also very Lind-like. To nitpick, the aura seemed a bit off, a little too domineering.

"How long can it last?" Lind asked.

"I’ve discussed with Dome, and if supplied with magical energy, it can be maintained indefinitely."

"Good, very good!" Lind walked up to "Lind," reached out to grab him, and to his surprise, there was actually a sense of touch at the moment of contact!

It felt as if he was touching that piece of gold armor, the sensation of the cool, hard metal.

Upon using a bit more force, his finger pierced through the gold armor—it was all an illusion after all.

"Can some content be pre-recorded?" Lind asked.

With a spice Clone, he wouldn’t need to be stationed at Star Dragon City for long periods anymore; he could also go out and move freely.

There were several places he just wanted to visit.