The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 494 - 410 The Bloodless Prince’s Frustration_2

Chapter 494: Chapter 410 The Bloodless Prince’s Frustration_2

Contrarily, Baron Balon of Moktelyria Province had been in contact with the Undead even before Ostis, and he even granted them certain management and self-governing rights.

If such a powerful force of Undead entered Moktelyria Province, it wouldn’t be about him uniting the Black Marsh Kingdom anymore; instead, it would be about Balon rising with an army to become the new Emperor.

However, Ostis’s displeasure didn’t last long, as the soldiers quickly relayed more news.

"The Undead have caused quite a commotion in Moktelyria Province. They’ve started a war."

...

"The Undead have crushed the defense forces of Moktelyria Province and have openly declared the area to be occupied by Rand Kingdom."

"The Undead have demanded a ransom from Thousand Faces City, threatening to execute Balon if it is not paid, but Thousand Faces City has refused to pay, and the Undead are preparing to attack."

"Wait a minute!" Ostis was startled, "Rand Kingdom? What does this have to do with Rand Kingdom! And why would they capture Balon and demand a ransom from Thousand Faces City?"

Ostis’s brain itched with confusion.

Thousand Faces City is the Royal City of Black Marsh Kingdom, the abode of Emperor Haff Loyd.

Now that Moktelyria Province is in rebellion, the execution of Lord Balon would hit right at the heart of Haff Loyd. Forget about paying a ransom to save someone; he might even be willing to pay extra for a couple more slashes to Balon.

"They claim to be an Expedition Army of Rand Kingdom, following Duke Lind Armand."

Ostis was even more puzzled; as far as he knew, there were no dukes by the name of Armand in Rand Kingdom.

There might be a minor noble, but every kingdom has minor nobles, hardly worth remembering.

Neighboring countries remember generals, legions, and various heroic figures, but countries that do not border one another might not even know each other’s kings.

In a world where communication relies almost solely on foot and where relations between countries are tense, messengers are not allowed to cross borders to other lands, and the mindset is one of isolation.

Only a few smuggled travelers or merchants can bring stories, changed through countless retellings, to other places on the wheels of their horse carriages.

Ostis asked, "Are you sure they’re telling the truth? Who exactly is this duke?"

"Um..."

The subordinate soldier was also uncertain, "They say Lind Armand unified the chaotic Rand Kingdom in a year or two, has destroyed the Great Rift of the Gate of Mephisto, has eradicated the Monarch of the Abyss, and they say Lind Armand owns a Flying Dragon. He has opened a portal that crosses space and has cultivated over ten thousand high-level warriors."

"Impossible!"

Ostis could listen to the beginning part, but he couldn’t bear the latter part. No one would dare to make up such a story; ten thousand high-level beings? Then Rand Kingdom should change its name to Rand Empire... No, rather, the entire Xilu Continent should just be renamed Rand Continent, and Black Marsh Kingdom should be changed to Black Marsh Province.

"Sir, the Undead are continuously appearing, and their numbers have already reached six thousand!"

Ostis:...

He felt a bout of dizziness.

Soon, more news arrived, which not only caused dizziness but even made Ostis feel like coughing up blood. A large number of his soldiers had deserted!

The problem that exploded was exactly the society that Ostis had ignored before. This society had a very peculiar operation mode that involved recruiting people and then continuously promoting them upward.

If it were anyone else using this logic, surely no one would believe it, but those who were speaking out were the Undead of Rand Kingdom’s Expedition Army. In a short period, they had swiftly crushed the formidable army of Moktelyria Province.

To join by recruiting people, even obtaining some minor positions within, all while just paying a fee and recruiting others; it was too simple.

...

Lind felt certain he had missed something.

He was not yet done with matters in Griffin Territory, and the world of magma underneath the Ashen King had felt very special, not just swimming in the magma.

"A main storyline that I am unaware of?"

According to Lind’s plan, Melulan was to secretly take control of the entire Black Marsh Kingdom from the shadows, and then use her identity as the Queen to ascend to the throne, providing him with an opportunity for experimentation.

For instance, Rand Kingdom’s laws brought Thunder, but what power could Black Marsh Kingdom’s laws bring?

But the Undead, having a jolly good time, had directly breezed through most of Black Marsh Kingdom.

A few thousand level 30 Undead, in a Black Marsh Kingdom where the average level was below 11, were simply unstoppable, like crushing everything in their path.

Nourished by Lind’s generous support, the Undead had essentially forced their way through the Abyssal Great Rift storyline that should have lasted for several years in just half a year, proving themselves even more terrifying than the Calamities from the Great Rift. When they were free to move on the surface, no one could stop them.

The problem that now lay before him was another matter. With only Thousand Faces City and some minor areas left to conquer, should he take over Black Marsh Kingdom?

The pace of infrastructure development simply hadn’t kept up, and expanding the map too quickly might not be beneficial. Lind felt he didn’t have enough NPCs under him.

And the NPCs from an enemy nation like Black Marsh Kingdom were even less likely to heed his commands.

It didn’t matter; he could send a group of trained NPCs over to organize training sessions. Plus, after his experience in Griffin Territory, one thing was for sure: if he could win over the reasonable Main City lords, their Newbie Village chiefs would very likely surrender en masse, naturall bringing management with them.