The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 348 - 293 Not Good, Lind Killed Poster Girl!

Chapter 348: Chapter 293 Not Good, Lind Killed Poster Girl!

The sound of horse hooves faded into the distance.

The sound of horse hooves returned.

It was like a surge of thunder rolled across the sky.

This could hardly be called a war, so swift that Lind hadn’t even finished reviewing the recent exploration of Griffin Fortress by the undead, nor had he finished watching the undead’s combat training dubbed "Lind’s Teaching."

He had anticipated this outcome.

One year of meticulous preparation coupled with extensive capital accumulation using the undead meant that taking over a Newbie Village would be done in a very short time, without the need for full military deployment. Just the resource consumption of deploying the major force was enough to assemble a new Avonhoe.

Lind stepped out of the tent, his armor still on, and the undead who had been moving around the vicinity noticed his presence. Surrounded by burly soldiers, Lind still towered over them by a head.

This was a height the undead’s morphing data could not achieve.

Lance, clenching his teeth, stood in front of Lind with ’Pillar of Fire’ Reed in hand.

For the entire troupe, attacking Avonhoe was merely an appetizer, barely even serving the purpose of a warm-up.

"Report, my Lord, there are no casualties! The rebels have been captured!" Lance’s expression struggled, his face slowly distorting.

Lind noticed burn scars from flames on Lance, the antlers cut off, squirming flesh struggling to sprout something new, black pus trying to envelope Lance’s left face.

Yet, it was unclear in the darkness.

The left eye was blood-red, wispy blood vessels moving about the lens like threadworms.

Madness was tugging at Lance’s consciousness, yet he felt nothing amiss.

Lind quickly stepped in front of Lance and placed his hand on his shoulder, the power of the Golden Oath Badge flowing into his body, its golden force rooting like vines into Lance’s bloodstream.

A pale golden color slowly drove the blood-red from Lance’s eyes, temporarily calming him down.

At least his sanity was preserved.

"My Lord," Lance looked blank.

"There’s a poetry collection ’The Rand Army Under the Golden Oath,’ go read it."

"Yes."

Lind looked down at ’Pillar of Fire’ Reed on the ground, somewhat recalling this man, one of the most infamous villains in recent years.

As Lance returned, more and more soldiers recognized the man before them as the one who had caused the Fire Tragedy.

"My Lord," he clearly wanted to say something.

Yet, Lind turned away and said, "Marcus, I leave it to you. Rest briefly; we’ll soon be on our way."

"Yes!" Marcus knew how to invoke the fire of anger in people’s hearts with death, but he didn’t provoke the already angry soldiers, just recited the laws of Rand Kingdom and administered a hanging to ’Pillar of Fire’ Reed.

The army drew ever closer to the Royal City, power consolidating slowly; it was essential to reestablish the position of law, and now was an opportunity.

The undead watched on the sidelines, observing the Great Knight digging a pit roughly, planting a stake, and fitting ’Pillar of Fire’ Reed with a rope.

The rope cut into his flesh, lifting him off the ground.

The surroundings were silent, then cheers erupted, and all soldiers, including the onlooking undead, felt a blood-rushing excitement.

A murder to set the stage for victory!

"My Lord, how should we handle these undead?"

"Keep them guarded for now, we’ll deal with them after the battle."

There was nothing Lind could do about the undead, but he absolutely couldn’t recruit them at this critical moment. The soldiers were already wary of the undead, and accepting them without any punishment would cause dissatisfaction within the army.

Killing the undead would serve no purpose either.

They could only follow the example of the Baron Red Mushroom in the Red Mushroom Village, who had imprisoned the undead.

He was curious about Baron Red Mushroom; he had never learned about him before, and given that Baron Red Mushroom’s domain was deeply hidden in the midst of Raven territory, even the undead attempting to rescue dared not act recklessly.

The man was indeed the first to dare to "enfeeble" the undead, such decisiveness from a Newbie Village chief, filled with malice towards the undead, made Lind believe a meeting was necessary.

Moreover, Baron Red Mushroom’s actions had somewhat curbed the arrogance of the undead.

Imprisoned and enfeebled in jail.

Lind had actually promoted himself within Star Dragon City before, but his primary goal at the time was to sell "redemption coupons" to squeeze points from the undead.

Now that the initial capital accumulation was complete, squeezing points was no longer urgent, and a title could perhaps serve as a punishment.

I truly can’t kill you, but I can lock you up for a month, two months, a year, two years.

Of course, this also has its drawbacks. To the average lord, not every soldier can become a Great Knight.

Like Lind’s soldiers, most of them can only advance to the level of Great Knight in this lifetime, almost completely cutting off the possibility of advancing to Upper Rank.

However, people like Lance, even though they are already at Upper Rank, definitely can’t advance further.

Undead, on the other hand, are not bound by these limits, they will eventually advance to Upper Rank, Hero, Epic, becoming stronger and stronger. A vengeful undead is likely to reset their account and come back with greater power for revenge.

"How far are we from Baron Red Mushroom Village?" Lind asked casually.

"Baron Red Mushroom Village is to the north of Raven City. If we want to hurry over, we must..."

Take down Raven City!

Whether to directly attack Goliath or take Raven City along the way, there seems no need for indecision anymore.

The captives from Evanho will be imprisoned and guarded until they are tried after this campaign, either sent to the mines as laborers or executed.

"My lord, there’s also a woman, a pharmacist." Lance followed behind Lind as he went into the tent to get that poetry collection.

Following Lind, he related the information he had gathered about the female alchemist, Anna. Interrogating the captives individually had proven very efficient. The Great Knights led by Lance had fiercely sieged, and the scene of the Golden Torrent taking over Evanho’s walls had already crushed their courage.

From the mouths of the captives, it was learned that Evanho’s most infamous figure was actually the female alchemist who loved to torture and hang others. She had a beautiful appearance but a heart as venomous as a viper’s.

"We are only dealing with one type of person." Lind looked at Lance, thinking that his old friend’s mind was a bit unclear, or perhaps he himself appeared to Linde as a lustful lord who always treated women leniently.

Every wizard is a rare force, and every poster girl is tremendously attractive to the undead. An NPC’s good looks can directly influence the undead’s values, and he was just trying to direct situations to his own advantage as much as possible.

It wasn’t that he liked beautiful women; he was merely pandering to the undead.

Now, he didn’t need to humiliate himself by sucking up to the undead, so he was even willing to kill the poster girls.

"They are enemies!" Lance replied.

"Exactly," Lind said as he rummaged through the space barrel he carried with him, which was filled with books, some of which were copied collections he had already mastered, and others that might possess mysterious powers but had yet to be discovered.

Handing over "The Rand Legion under the Golden Oath" to Lance, he stressed, "Rest well."

"Yes!"

Some undead took advantage of the chaos to go to Evanho to collect war spoils and brought them to Lind.

You wouldn’t believe the unexpected gains.

From the gains, it was not difficult to tell that both ’Flames’ Reed and Anna were followers of the Dianmi Overlord.

That explained their desire to burn people.

The undead had not rested all night, voluntarily sharing the duties of patrolling.

Lind was very generous with rewards during the war, providing limited-time military merits and opening up Rand Legion plate armor and army weapons for exchange, which satisfied their collecting urge.

When the "Space Quiver" appeared and was hung at the top where the exchange quota was highest, more and more undead gathered.

The undead also initiated heated discussions online.

"Not just for the space equipment, huh. It’s just that the guys are interested in the major storyline of the Golden Throne."

"I choose Lind as the leader. He can take us to the moon. Who agrees, who disagrees?!"

"Guys, I’m currently a guarding soldier in Raven City, feeling a bit nervous here. What if Lind really attacks?"

"Surrender, what else? I don’t have any special attachment to Raven City anyway, as long as Lind doesn’t lay hands on my wives, I’m fine. With Lind’s character, he definitely only collects beauties without harming them, so I’m quite reassured."

"What’s the benefit of following Lind? You get to see more and more poster girls (dog head); the bad news, Lind might monopolize them."

"Not good, Lind is killing the poster girls!"

"What?"

Since the game’s start, the first-ever death of a poster girl occurred.

The body of Evanho’s Anna, just like ’Flames’ Reed, was hanged with a rope.

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