The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 359 - 303 NPC "Awakening" Experiment

Chapter 359: Chapter 303 NPC "Awakening" Experiment

Lind encountered Lania again, and just as he was about to greet her, his attention was drawn to an annoyingly bouncing huge melon to the side.

"My Lord!" Doris approached Lind, "If you don’t want some bard to find my notes, next time you should bring me along."

She was angry that Lind had left on his expedition without her.

Doris believed she should seize this opportunity to document Lind’s journey with poetry or in other ways.

Especially after hearing that Lind had taken down Raven City within a single day, she regretted missing out on a glorious victory, but Lind had clearly refused to let her accompany him before.

She came over furiously, having prepared a mental draft along the way, hoping to persuade Lind to take her on this journey.

"Okay."

"Hm?" Doris, who was just about to argue, paused, and even the anger and resentment on her face couldn’t be maintained at that moment.

Was her plea so simply agreed to?

"We have more important matters to attend to, and you cannot record what follows."

"You have no right to interfere with the Recorder Officer’s duties..." She didn’t want to miss another important meeting.

"Yes." Lind nodded slightly.

His tone wasn’t serious, yet it left no room for courage to argue.

Doris suddenly wondered if she truly had the resolve to question Lind had he refused to let her come along, and then persuade him with a lengthy explanation.

The answer was already quite clear.

Upon reflection, she found that her goal had been met, and there was no reason to be dissatisfied.

She wasn’t very adept at persuading Lind, but she was excellent at convincing herself, and having some gain was better than a wasted trip.

Lind quickly explained the situation to Lania and then arranged for Gordon to take Lania’s maid—who could discern whether people spoke the truth—away from her side.

She would help Gordon confirm whether the Undead truly possessed a pair of eyes capable of instantaneously discerning enemies.

However, Lind had already guessed what enabled the Undead to do all this.

Hostile forces, thus those who were enemies to the Undead were definitely marked in red.

Physical disguises were meaningless to the Undead; they only needed to see whose name was red, and they would certainly not make a mistake.

...

The arrival of Lania brought some good news, "Miss Isa’s" "Awakening" finally had some results.

The sky had darkened already, black clouds obscured the moonlight, and a large part of Raven City fell into pitch darkness, with patrolling soldiers holding torches trying to maintain order as best as they could.

Raven City was not planned with urban design in mind when it was built; the whole city was as cramped as "Night City," even the dungeons were the same.

They entered the dungeon, guarded by Riven Soldiers, with Lind leading the way, holding a torch that dispelled the dead stillness of the underground.

The stagnant air over time had given off a rotting smell.

The uneven, black-dust-covered dungeon floor, walls of stone and dirt dividing inside from outside, and the cowering, hunched figures in the corners feared the passing people.

Moans and cries continuously came from the depths.

It made one’s heart taste an alarming trepidation.

As they delved deeper, it did not become darker.

Miss Isa, holding a "light orb," stood like a wall in front of them. Hearing their approach, she tucked something under her arm and turned around.

That face made both Lania and Doris’s expressions change slightly.

"Your Majesty the Queen?" Her voice easily engendered a favorable impression.

One’s character can often be discerned from their manner of speech, and most of the time, this is an accurate judgement.

Although startled by her appearance, Miss Isa’s voice was soft and gentle, and with Lind beside them, they felt assured.

"Isa, I heard you were successful?"

"It’s hard to say whether this counts as a success," Isa spoke as the thing under her arm continued to struggle.

It was only then that the crowd noticed what Isa casually had tucked under her arm—it was a "stocky" man. However, his "stockiness" seemed rather gaunt compared to Isa’s size.

Lind was even more shocked because, as far as he knew, Isa was a witch.

The trapped man was the village chief of Newbie Village.

"He is not delirious, nor has his cognition been altered," Isa stated her research findings, "it’s as if he was at a crossroad where he was supposed to keep moving forward but suddenly chose to turn right."

Lania and the others, who couldn’t understand, stood aside and quietly watched the two exchange words.

What they cared more about was Isa’s formidable strength and her robust stature.

"Put him down."

The village chief was let down, and he glared at Isa annoyedly, then turned to Lind, "Baron, I believe there has been some misunderstanding between us; you shouldn’t target us like this."

"I never target anyone," Lind said.

The village chiefs of Newbie Village were not mindless; they probably knew the gulf between themselves and Lind, so they were much willing to communicate rather than resorting to violence.

They were much more civilized than the village chiefs of the past.

"Can you talk about what you have felt or heard?"

"What?" The village chief looked confused.

"You were once inspired, believing that the Undead hold the power to change the world. Ha, you see, I happen to think the same. I believe there is a lot we can discuss."

"Although I have never thought this way, you are right, there is a lot we can discuss," the village chief spoke earnestly, "we can have a good chat, and then I hope to leave the dungeon."

He looked up at Isa and noticed Isa gently shaking her head.

It seemed that communication was ineffective.

"Of course, you will leave the dungeon soon."

Lind stood up straight, looking down at the village chief, "You are willing to continue your loyalty to Raven City, aren’t you?"

"Yes."

"Now that Raven City has returned to the rule of Queen Rania," he stepped aside, revealing Lania’s figure, "you should pledge your allegiance to Queen Rania."

"Yes, as you say," the village chief knelt on one knee.

Lania, who had followed Lind to the dungeon, had not understood what he intended to do, especially when she saw a man who clearly belonged to the enemy kneeling before her.

But Lind said, "Your Majesty the Queen, this is Lord Fol, the leader of Windmill Village, which is one of the territories of Raven City. Now that Raven City belongs to you, I think you should grant him the proper rights."

"The proper rights?"

Lind nodded, "Yes, confer upon him the lordship over Windmill Village. If possible, I think Fol is also qualified to be a Baron, since he has managed Windmill Village very well."

Although Lania did not fully grasp what Lind meant, she still went along with his suggestion.

She reached for the sword at Lind’s waist, drawing it out.

Placing one hand on the village chief’s shoulder with the sword.

"I, Rania Hedwin, Queen of the Rand Kingdom, hereby acknowledge your contribution in this place..."

This was a true ennoblement, albeit it looked very simple, and the newly titled "Baron Fol" had just been clamped under the arm of a giantess a moment ago, but this ceremony was legally recognized.

The law, perhaps, was also a "collection of poems"?

A flash of insight struck Lind’s mind, as if he had grasped a key in a moment, but there was still much fog obstructing the path ahead.

At that moment when Fol became the Baron of Windmill Village, his body suddenly began to shake uncontrollably.

Power from the "name of nobility" surged in, and Lind could feel Fol’s strength rising quickly, and with Fol’s spirit not being firm enough, he almost lost his sanity the instant that power poured in.