The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 344 - 292 Battle Story: Golden Throne (10,000 words)_3

Chapter 344: Chapter 292 Battle Story: Golden Throne (10,000 words)_3

Until someone approached: "Please follow me, my lord wishes to see you."

The two guarding soldiers relaxed at last; although their movements didn’t change, the elder was certain they were clearly saying "passage permitted" with their eyes.

He had gained a deeper understanding of Lind Armand.

It might not be bad to learn why Lind was so adored by the soldiers if he were allowed to interact with them.

Passing through the iron gate into Thorn City, the low buildings were brightly lit.

The sides of the road were illuminated by bonfires and torches, and patrolling soldiers ensured not even a fly could come close, let alone snakes, crows, or toads.

"Thank you." The elder spoke his thanks as he stepped fully through the gate and was led to the tallest building.

It was said that this had once been the residence of Queen Rania, who had tried to make it the first stronghold of her counter-offensive, but to no avail for years.

In the open ground ahead, the elder saw the flying dragons again, red-scaled with long necks, watching him as if they were facing a great enemy, their body temperature rising gradually.

Just a gentle smile from the elder, and he walked into the building.

The light sound of boots on the floor let him know he was finally about to meet the true lord, the golden styling of the decor on both sides was not rugged but had complex and exquisite elements intertwined with curved walls.

"Beautiful, isn’t it?" came a man’s voice.

The elder looked towards the speaker. The man wore only a robe, his towering and muscular build impressive; he was tall but not beyond human limits. In any case, the elder looked too thin in front of him.

"It’s an honor to meet you, my lord." The elder bowed, leaning on his magic wand. Despite his weak knees and back, he thought it was a way to quickly close the distance between himself and a noble.

"Goliath will be more beautiful." Lind looked at the elder, and from the first moment of their meeting, he could clearly feel the pressure the other brought upon him.

He still hid his second heartbeat, but whether the other could unleash world-shattering magic... that was hard to say.

"How should I address you, elder?"

"Crystal Mage, they have always referred to me in this way."

"Crystal Mage, good. You know we have more important matters at hand, so let’s get straight to the point. I know why you’re here, and my stance is simple: reclaiming Goliath is our mission, and all who attempt to obstruct us are enemies."

"We are aware, my lord," the Crystal Mage nodded lightly, "do you know where I come from, my lord?"

Before Lind could answer, the Crystal Mage continued, "The front lines of the Great Rift. You might not understand the horrors of the Abyss..."

"No, I do!" Lind interrupted, uninterested in stories, "I knew Leon, perhaps you’ve heard the name."

"Of course." The Crystal Mage looked up, surprised.

"My men and I killed him, and at that time I was unaware of the trouble with the Abyss, nor that he was resisting its curse." Lind did not conceal or sugarcoat his actions.

He admitted that his lack of prior knowledge led to Leon’s death, even though most people thought he did the right thing. Allowing someone infected by the Abyss and potentially spreading the plague to live was very risky.

The subsequent spread of the plague proved just how troublesome it was.

"I am sorry to hear that, he was an honorable warrior." The Crystal Mage said.

"Let’s end the story of the Abyss here," Lind inquired, "if you’re just advising me not to wage war, Mage, that might be somewhat fanciful. The assembled army and the resources spent cannot be undone by your word, not even I can stop it."

"Will you fight against the Great Rift?"

"Of course," Lind nodded, "within the territory of Rand Kingdom, no soil will be left where an enemy can live."

The Crystal Mage left Thorn City with many questions unasked, as Lind’s firm attitude had already made everything clear.

As he said, the wheels of war were already in motion, and no one could stop them.

But whether Riven City was also among the "enemies" remained unasked.

He didn’t ask because it wasn’t necessary.

Both sides could fight for the last chance for humanity to survive, yet they had to stand on opposite sides, neither willing to step back.

Lind hoped that Riven City would not obstruct his actions, but after gaining more advantages, Riven City would clearly become a thorn in a key position.

Similarly, the Black Catfish Prince and others would not allow Lind to succeed; they did not need a queen above their heads.

The Crystal Mage looked towards the distant camps, where the Golden Knights were high-spirited; rather than being disheartened by the month-long campaign, they seemed ever more excited.

"No one has ever questioned," his gaze still fixed on the camp’s direction, "no one has ever questioned whether the Duke of Lions could take Goliath."

With the power Lind had shown so far, everyone assumed he could conquer Goliath.

Another assumption was that the force Riven City had could not break through Goliath.

The fact was, the power that Riven City held was far from being comparable to that of the fully bared Lion, and they were weaker.

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