The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 539 - 434: NPC’s Revenge_2

Chapter 539: Chapter 434: NPC’s Revenge_2

However, the employer’s family was always reluctant to disclose information, insisting that they must find that powerful assassin first and convince him to help.

By the way, the employer’s family hadn’t spent a penny; it was all voluntarily financed by the Undead. But when they thought about the reward they would get after the mission was complete, the Undead felt that paying out of pocket wasn’t so bad.

That reward was a very special prop, looking like the precursor to a side quest. No Undead could refuse a side quest that was exclusive to them.

The good news was that the figure of the other party had appeared in this small border town.

There was no sound in the tavern, no visible jesters laughing, nor bards strumming their lutes. Everyone lowered their heads and spoke carefully; the place was full, so their whispered conversations buzzed like flies.

The tavern maid saw the Undead and came towards him with a smile; from what he could tell, her face must have been quite well-sculpted.

"The immersion kicks in," a comment floated by, keeping the video from feeling too empty.

She hid her plain shoes under a long skirt, coming towards him with a pitter-patter sound, the diners staring blankly ahead, drinking unconsciously.

The Undead waved the tavern maid away and then turned his gaze to the side. According to the information he had gathered, that assassin should have already been in the tavern by now, but his continued absence meant there were hidden rooms in the tavern.

He observed carefully until he saw someone emerge from the pitch-black wall. The Undead did not draw the person’s attention, but waited until they vanished from his sight before acting, heading towards that section of the wall.

A brand new space opened up, noisier and larger, but the people were even more numb; no one paid any attention to the Undead.

The Undead walked around before settling his gaze on a person. He walked over and sat down next to him.

"Someone recommended that I find you," said the Undead.

The other party looked at the Undead in surprise, seemingly unable to comprehend why he would initiate a conversation. However, the other party gave no response, just staring blankly at the bottle.

"We want to hire you to kill someone."

The Undead continued, "Actually, you wouldn’t have to lift a finger; you’re just part of the mission. Damn, when I complete the mission, I not only have to kill silently but also protect you. I really make trouble for myself, why can’t they just throw the mission directly to me?"

After grumbling for a bit, he said, "Tell me what you want, money?"

The Undead pulled out a heavy pouch of Gold Coins, solid and heavy, drawing the attention of others uncontrollably to the table.

"Or something else, anything goes."

"Who do you want me to kill?" the other party finally spoke, his voice as plain as his exterior. Without a portrait, the Undead would not have been able to find him.

"If I knew that, you wouldn’t have work today!" The tone of the Undead held a slight edge, but he believed he was stating facts.

If not for the damned mission requirement, these NPCs wouldn’t be sweating over work: "You take the money, then come with me to meet the employer."

The pouch of Gold Coins was turned upside down, spilling out copiously over the table, and the other party began to count slowly.

The counting was quick, the party counting them as if by magic, and after the Gold Coins were counted, the pouch became bulging once again.

"Let’s go." The Undead stood up, leading the nameless assassin out of the tavern without a backward glance.

They traveled a long way and then arrived at the employer’s house, where the assassin entered.

The Undead was asked not to eavesdrop, so he waited obediently outside.

The night was as cool as water.

Once again, the land that was welcoming winter began to sway the trees, shaking their leaves clean off, even snapping their trunks.

Then, the assassin emerged, striding towards the Undead.

"How did it go, did..."

He wanted to ask but didn’t expect that all of a sudden a red name popped up over the assassin’s head.

"What’s going on?" The Undead stepped back slowly, trusting the warnings the game system gave him.

And moreover, the assassin’s health bar seemed somewhat abnormal.

Definitely not something a regular assassin or mercenary could possess.

There’s always more wood to burn when the green mountains remain. When he returned, he would deal with this treacherous NPC family. He had kindly offered his help for free, yet they had colluded with the assassin to kill him.

But even now, the Undead still couldn’t figure out why he had been targeted.

The difference in strength was clear, and the Undead was instantly knocked down, his arms and legs severed in a flash.

"It seems we are not on the same kind of job," the assassin said as he bled the Undead. "My employer wants to know if you remember the noble you killed on the Short-Leg Battlefield a year ago?"

Short-Leg Battlefield?

The scene rewound in his mind, and it was indeed one of the most spectacular battles the Undead had ever fought. In the scene, he had killed a noble, ignoring his pleas and severing his head.

"It looks like you remember," the assassin smiled.

The video ended, and the text reminded him that in response to the Undead’s ability to die and be resurrected, the opposing noble had sought out a sinister and powerful magic that could trap the Undead within an area, forcing a change to his Respawn Point.

Right into a deadly trap.

Death, resurrection, death.

The save file was corrupt!

"Final advice, every NPC has their own story. You may have forgotten them, but they will always remember you."

...

"It’s through, damn, it really went through!"

Black Marsh Kingdom bordered Rand Kingdom, and to the south of Black Marsh Kingdom, it bordered another kingdom known as "Sekapus Kingdom."

A group of Undead, keen on exploration and indifferent to major events, thus began their "sandbox-free exploration" following the map of Black Marsh Kingdom.

Then they traversed the viscous black territories and arrived at lands made of rocky ridges and towering red clay mountains.

As far as the eye could see, a dark red expanse.

The Undead from Black Marsh Kingdom did not hesitate to connect directly with the Undead in Sekapus Kingdom.

In Sekapus Kingdom, the ’Giant King City’ Johnt City located at the very bottom of the red clay lands, King Fastbow Sekapus wore a troubled expression on his face.

He wasn’t a noble of old days. He was the greatest new noble power in Sekapus Kingdom. After successfully hunting down the old king, he took his place and adopted Sekapus as his surname to showcase his success.

Since the Undead had emerged, quite some time had passed. Although these Undead often didn’t follow orders and engaged in petty thievery nonstop, nearly every woman had been harassed, and even the more handsome men weren’t spared.

But they adhered to some internal rules that prevented them from losing control too quickly.

Penny’s appearance had helped the Sekapus Kingdom keep the Undead in check, and later even led them to fight together against the sudden invasion of the Abyss.

His throne was not yet secure, but Fastbow Sekapus found, to his surprise, that the Undead possessed very strong working capabilities. As long as they were given ample rewards, they were willing to sell anything, including themselves.

However, this approach occasionally yielded dire consequences.

Thus, both Fastbow and Penny had to use some means to restrain the growth of the Undead and maintain a semblance of balance.

Just when everything was proceeding according to plan and the resistance to the Abyssal Great Rift was showing effectiveness, Fastbow Sekapus received a message that shocked him.

The Undead had suddenly packed up and headed north.

"What’s happened in the north?" Fastbow asked anxiously, only able to imagine that some kind of treasure had emerged; otherwise, the Undead wouldn’t leave the Great Rift.

"They’re heading to Black Marsh Kingdom, but from what they say, Black Marsh Kingdom isn’t their final destination. It’s Rand Kingdom."

"What?"

Countless Undead suddenly abandoned their territories and began to migrate.

The reason was simple: they all wanted to try how the game played on easy mode.

The strongest Undead in Sekapus Kingdom could only desperately fight minor monsters from the Abyssal Great Rift and would be killed instantly by any BOSS.

Unable to fight, unable to afford it, switch to another region to try.

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