The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 316 - 270 I’ll Take This Peddler!

Chapter 316: Chapter 270 I’ll Take This Peddler!

Lind had long known about the whimsical nature of the Undead.

Before Lania could frown in response, he took the initiative to step forward and bow deeply, "Her Majesty the Queen, I have returned without disgrace!"

As Doris would put it, the two of them shared an unspoken understanding that neither was aware of.

Lania held back her expression as she approached Lind, ignoring the irreverent voice.

She whispered, "I am glad you have returned alive."

"I thought you would be pleased to see me bow to you," Lind replied, also a sigh of relief in his heart. He had actually forgotten to initiate training with Lania.

As the Poster Girl chosen for Mountain Demon Castle, Lania’s beauty was top-tier. Even though Lind was often irked by her, he had to admit that seeing her face lifted his spirits greatly.

The Female Knight’s figure was, of course, quite impressive, and the Queen’s status added considerably to her appeal.

Ordinary Poster Girls like Morena, Brittany, Mico, Doris, and others, each with their own personality and charm, if perfect score was 60 points, Lind would be willing to give them a rating of at least 55 points.

There were all types, plump or slender.

But Lania was different. Her appearance might score around 55 points, but her status as the Queen could add an extra 45 points.

Beyond his initial pledge of loyalty a year ago, Lind had never interacted with her quite like now, far from the typical King-subject relationship.

A strong vassal with a weak lord would naturally develop such an understanding, it was a tacit agreement.

"You know I can’t be without you," Her Majesty the Queen demonstrated her leadership, her voice as thin as silk, ensuring only Lind could hear, "Whether you bow to me or not doesn’t matter, I should thank you for keeping your promise."

To keep the promise and to return alive.

Even if she was probably certain that Lind’s mission wasn’t dangerous, that was how she won hearts, the only exception being that she only needed to use these words for Lind and no one else was worthy of such efforts.

Amongst the Old Nobility of the country, it would be hard to find anyone stronger than Lind.

Right, of course, you couldn’t because they had mostly lost their sanity.

As for the knights and soldiers, they were even more devoted to Lind.

Lind, who fought side by side with the soldiers, was beloved by them. She had once been a Female Knight herself, so she understood how strong this loyalty could be.

A Lord who was willing to share the battlefield, food, and shelter with his men was truly trustworthy, and Lind was very good at this.

What made it more interesting was that Lind also knew her speaking habits, perhaps a mixture of pretense and genuine feeling, but that didn’t matter.

"Our lives should have some sense of ceremony, like the grand welcoming parade you organized," Lind accepted her sappy words wholeheartedly, yet without any adverse reaction.

Lania needed him to always stand by her side as the pillar of strength for her kingdom’s restoration.

For Lind, who the King was didn’t matter, nor whom he served; the version of the game would continue to update and evolve, and human regimes were destined to slowly fade from the stage of history.

Now, it was only open to level 20, and if the 12,000 Undead worked together, they could easily sweep through most of the Rand Kingdom.

But what would happen if it was opened to level 30, 40, 50, 60...?

By then, the Flying Dragon Alex would become mere livestock for hauling carts again, and the Undead would fly and burrow, move mountains and seas.

He couldn’t even imagine what that would be like, since at that time he already had the power to wipe out an entire city, but he was only level thirty-something.

Perhaps more and more powerful enemies would appear on this land, forcing humans to become stronger to face these adversaries.

But a new map was even more likely.

The world was vast, as could be discerned from the information exchanged in the official forum posts. Some Undead were not even on this continent.

Eventually, when Lind could choose to venture into the greater world or remain here as the chieftain of his own Newbie Village... there was almost no need to choose.

To choose to stay put was to hand the future over to others.

Perhaps focusing on developing one’s own forces and constantly upgrading one’s subordinates was a good option.

Their whispered conversation was brief.

Lind raised his voice again, signaling the end of their quiet exchange, "I have ended Baron Ronan’s suffering!"

Lania gestured for Lind to rise, "Your valor will be celebrated in every corner of the world!"

The soldiers watched Lind with fervent eyes.

Next, she handed over the opportunity to speak to Lind.

"Then cheer for me!" Lind shouted loudly, "And then! Drink! Celebrate! Dance and Sing!"

The soldiers cheered in response, creating a lively atmosphere.

The sound of clapping and howling, echoing back and forth in the messy scene, did not undermine the majestic ambiance of earlier but instead made Lind’s status in the hearts of the soldiers clear.

Moreover, Lind no longer needed to use speeches to gain the loyalty and adoration of the soldiers.

"Roar!!"

A gale swooped down from above, the clouds in the sky tumbled, and a scorching figure plummeted straight down.

Flying Dragon Alex spread his wings for the first time in the Central Region.

At first sight of the flying dragon, Lania couldn’t help but be captivated by its strong figure.

Just as she had said to Lind, she indeed could not afford to lose him; the longer they spent together, the more certain of this she became.

...

The Undead were allowed to enter the Mountain Demon Castle and found several temporary dwellings arranged for them there.

What excited the Undead even more was the appearance of Queen Rania, but seeing the Poster Girl Queen wasn’t easy. She lived deep inside the castle, patrolled by soldiers.

And with the Flying Dragon lying on top of the castle, they didn’t dare to offend it, no matter how brave they felt.

But the naturally curious Undead weren’t content to just stay in their rooms.

Since they couldn’t see the Queen, looking for resource points within the castle was also an option, such as in weapons shops and Magic Potion Shops, where there might be new equipment and items.

"Hey, Old Pete, do you still recognize me!" Loves White Silk saw a familiar figure.

Old Pete was strolling down the street alone.

"Of course, Loves White Silk!" Old Pete looked at the trollish face, believing he would never forget seeing a fool running around in just shorts in the middle of winter and reaching out to grab coal.

Although more and more Undead had appeared since then, and their actions were equally bizarre, none left an impression as deeply as Loves White Silk.

"What are you up to?" Loves White Silk asked.

"Getting honey wine!" Old Pete smiled, "I got a share from the beehive cottage, and this delicious honey wine is a rare treat."

His fondness for it was evident.

"Honey wine?" Loves White Silk suddenly remembered that the beehive cottage was one of the newbie villages, right? As a harmonious newbie village, lots of Undead became beekeepers and brewers after logging on.

Many life-skilled Undead were prepared to go to that newbie village, completely out of step with the apocalyptic style, to lead a leisurely life.

Loves White Silk said, "I have a way to get you more fine wines from the beehive cottage."

"Really?" Old Pete’s murky eyes lit up considerably.

"We Undead have our own channels." Loves White Silk patted his chest, his ugly cheeks squeezing together sincerely, though his grimacing was quite frightening.

"If you can really buy honey wine, I’m willing to pay a reward!" Old Pete said.

There was an unexpected gain!

"I also have some questions for you, and if you can answer them, I’ll help you." He was already looking for Undead from the beehive cottage to help him procure the wine.

"As long as it doesn’t violate the Lord’s orders," Old Pete nodded.

"I just want to learn about what happened while we were gone this past year."

"Oh, that’s quite a long story, my friend."

Loves White Silk revealed a smile, "I am more interested in long stories. By the way, what reward can you offer me?"

"Points from the Mountain Demon Castle, do you need them?"

What, the Mountain Demon Castle also has a points system!

Loves White Silk: I’ll be making this merchant my own!

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