The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 431 - 364 Hero Tier Sun Knight

Chapter 431: Chapter 364 Hero Tier Sun Knight

The selection for the first contingent of expedition soldiers had already begun, and all natives with experience as "Thieves" or "Sentinels" could participate.

They had to be vigilant at all times and bear a certain degree of danger.

However, the rewards were substantial, whether alive or dead, they offered breathlessly enticing rewards.

Honor, money, family benefits, and more, no one could refuse.

"This is your chance to make a name for yourself!" his friend, whose right eye had been pecked out in his earlier years, tugged at Fuller’s arm, "Do well for the Duke!"

"Wait to hear my great story!" Fuller patted his chest and whistled, "The tale of Lord Fuller will be told throughout the Rand Kingdom, I will surely become the warrior most relied upon by the Duke."

"I’m waiting for your good news."

Fuller was participating for honor.

Some die for money, some for honor; both he and his friend would die for honor, a pity that his friend had lost an eye to honor and no longer had the chance to join the army.

Amidst envious stares, Fuller left with big strides, his luggage on his back and his chin slightly raised—in that moment, he felt his success, as if he had already returned laden with honors.

After the army was ready, they set off for the Gate of Mephisto, and the grand expedition had begun; all sorts of players took the stage, awaiting what could be a glorious performance or, perhaps... an abrupt end, with nothing to show for it.

The first batch of selected Undead were few, their common trait being great strength; reaching level 20 was the most basic requirement, but fortunately, the Expedition Army was not limited to one batch—there were second and third batches.

Some Undead decided not to follow the mission, reckoning they could just walk with the group. They just wanted to unlock the map, but they gave up on this idea after three days of follow.

Ten days to half a month’s journey with no rewards; others feast while they get nothing—is that what they had in mind?

After a brief rest at Snake Catcher Fortress, they headed straight for the Gate of Mephisto.

When they arrived at Snake Catcher Fortress, the Undead saw the familiar "Crystal Defense Tower."

Setting aside other things, shouldn’t they plant an eye first? Well, not allowed—the signals would overlap.

"What a large... arena."

"Is there any lore here?"

"What does Snake Catcher Fortress have to offer?"

Whenever arriving at a main city, checking out the local specialties for sale is important. For instance, "Lind’s Lion Slash" sold only within the bounds of Mountain Demon Castle is utterly vexing; the skill can only be purchased there.

The place is a bit remote, and the other way to acquire it is to find Lind himself, but sometimes he is willing to teach, and other times he claims he’s too busy to bother with people.

If not for the fact that he’s powerful with a high level, they would have drawn their swords and cut down Lind long ago, trying to see if they could loot a Skill Book or something.

"The team rests for half a day!" the Crystal Mage turned around and said loudly, "In half a day, gather up and continue on the road!"

Wen watched the dispersing Undead: "Can they really do it?"

This time they had brought only a few soldiers, with more on logistics duty; they had to establish an outpost at the Gate of Mephisto to facilitate further reinforcements.

And the Undead, as the sole military force, did not seem very reliable.

"You’ve already chosen to trust Lind, haven’t you?" the Crystal Mage asked.

"I’ve already chosen to trust him."

Wen nodded lightly, her extremist thinking was just so. Once chosen, that was it; as long as the goal was the same as she had initially determined, she could persevere.

At the current stage, following Lind indeed seemed better than her going it alone. He seemed to know very well how to manage the Undead, always getting these thorny guys to be obedient and even more zealous than religious fanatics.

At this moment, Lind had already received a letter from the southern Duke of Griffin. They had heard that Goliath had returned under Hedwin’s rule and had specially sent a letter.

Igor Griffin, the Duke of Griffin, held absolute autonomy over his territory like the Duke of Mountain Goblins, with his own Soldier, policies, and so on.

The Ducal Territory is akin to a principality, and if not for the strict monetary system, even the currency might have turned into griffins.

Lind’s impression of the Griffin family was that they were prolific breeders, not only prolific but the Duke even raised his bastards at home, and a litter of Griffin bastards could even form a knightly troop.

As for Miss Thunderstorm Tao Lexi, let’s not mention her.

Before all this, Lind had arranged for people to investigate the Griffin Territory, and the one he sent was no ordinary individual, but the Crimson Monarch from the Blood Clan.

Some may pledge allegiance to the "Black Knight," seeking further advancement. Bloodline and loyalty seemed to complement each other at this stage, did they not?

The intermediary among the Crimson Ladies was the Red Nun, and she was the only one who knew that Lind was the Black Knight, although Lind had never asked her to keep it a secret.

He hadn’t originally intended to act incognito; hiding his identity was just to get close to the Crimson Monarch, and subsequent misunderstandings had nothing to do with him.

But the Red Nun thought otherwise; she believed that the mysterious Black Knight could exert more control over the Blood Clan than the Duke of Lions standing in the light.

The black raven spread its wings and landed at the window of the City of Gold’s Guardian Army, its ankle badge sparking a faint light. Upon seeing this, the patrolling Soldiers nodded, opened the door to let the raven hop in, and flew through into Goliath.

In the current Goliath, birds struggled to pass.

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