The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 650 - 491 Five Treasures_2

Chapter 650: Chapter 491 Five Treasures_2

The one catching up was a red-haired girl.

"What’s your name?"

"Red-haired Rella." Rella said, slightly panting, "I want to join you."

Originally in the story, it wasn’t a fake name, so why did he give himself Mr. Candy with blonde hair?

"You’re too weak."

He must really be idle to drag a burden around, especially since, according to the intelligence he had, the old man with the scrolls had taken the Prince of Dual Swords and Ana Ghost, leaving Moonlight Kingdom with hardly any power left.

"I’m going to find the ’Magic Boots.’ Are you interested?"

"How magical are they?"

"Once you put them on, you can dance all sorts of dances." Rella suddenly became less confident.

How could a strong person possibly be interested in dancing?

"Take me there!" Lind exclaimed in surprise.

Gear with special movements was highly valuable to collectors and the clever playing of Undead.

Lind could even imagine many applications, like the Undead who become Barons and want to join balls. They must perform dances flawlessly, which is a gameplay element found in many games.

Either practice dancing or buy a pair of boots.

Otherwise, you’d be kicked out of the ball.

This would never happen in real noble gatherings, but with the Undead it was different—anyone could command or criticize them, and the Undead would simply see it as failing their task, thinking the criticism was justified.

The only concern was whether the Undead would rage, considering insolent NPCs often flipped tables.

There were also many collections of NPCs being tormented, as not few Undead harbored dark psyches.

Rella breathed a sigh of relief and led the way.

"What other special things are there?"

Rella briefly explained, "The most precious gem, the most beautiful in the world, sparkling and more valuable than all treasures."

"A bedsheet that allows for pleasant dreams, it ensures a good dream."

"The army represents all the military force of Moonlight Kingdom."

"The King’s crown, only wearable by the King, a symbol of status."

Lind indeed acknowledged the military prowess of Moonlight Kingdom, which, despite the overwhelming superiority of Rand Kingdom’s Expedition Army, allowed Fulin Mueen to use this army to whisk Prince Louis into the Dragon Blood Forest and draw out the war.

The strength was indeed commendable.

However, it was nearly annihilated in the war between the Giants, Sekapus, and the Undead.

"Let’s go see those boots."

Lind was less interested in other items.

At night, outside the castle.

The owner of the Magic Boots was the current King’s brother, but he had lost that status after obtaining the property.

"At that time, he was only given a pair of boots. Then he found a farmer, danced for the unhappy farmer, and got a cup of milk; next, he encountered a lion in the forest, danced for it, and the lion spared him, and he also saved a Lord’s daughter. Later he danced for the Lord, who decided to marry his daughter to him."

Lind stood outside the castle, listening to the story narrated by Rella.

He internally criticized, wondering if those were truly boots or if their hallucinogenic stench from sweaty dance was confusing everyone.

"Are you ready?" asked Rella.

"Let’s storm in, I’m short on time."

Lind drew his sword, raised it above his head with both hands, and fiercely cleaved downwards.

The castle wall, four people tall, was split by the horrific force, and amidst a thunderous boom, buildings collapsed.

The ground shook, and the people inside the castle screamed.

Red-haired Rella stared, dumbfounded, at the cataclysmic attack that split the castle in two.

Meanwhile, a pen trembled as it wrote:

"Mr. Candy with his terrifying sword, his heart full of anger, everyone could sense the unsettling turbulence within, a growing desire to destroy. Holding his sword like a venomous snake poised to strike its prey, then Mueen stood forward, deciding to dance to win respect. Mr. (Candy) watched the dance, was overwhelmed by the dance moves, and chose to remain loyal to Mueen from then on."

...

Lind, carrying his sword, entered the castle.

The blade ground against the floor, hissing and sparks flying.

The castle had no strong fighters.

During this moment, a man stood out, handsome with large eyes and dressed in beautiful clothes similar to Brittany’s style, yet he wore a pair of dirty boots that mismatched terribly.

He looked like the type of movie character who would break into song and dance mid-sentence.

"Sir, please allow me to perform a dance for you."

Whoosh—!

A shadow flashed by, and he was pinned against the wall.

"You think of dancing when your head is about to roll?"

He turned his head to look around, and the nearby people wore blank expressions, daring not to make any move.

"Rella, take off the boots."

The red-haired Rella immediately nodded, "Yes, sir!"

As she ran up to Moen, the latter was still vomiting blood profusely, a sword piercing through his chest, yet he was not dead.

The boots were violently removed and handed personally to Lind.

Lind pinched the boots with disgust, "So there is a Magic Ring Shard in here."

That means the others might have Magic Ring Shards as well—where is Fulin Mueen’s shard?

He looked at Rella, "Do you know where the nearest treasure is?"

"The most precious gem." Rella nodded repeatedly, "A merchant used to own that stone, and he is the wealthiest man in the Moonlight Kingdom, but it is still several days’ journey from here."

Lind walked up to her, grabbed her collar, "Lead the way in the sky."

The next moment, with a loud ’boom’ of gusty wind, they had soared into the sky.

...

Merchant Ben always slept restlessly because he possessed the most precious gem, an invaluable treasure.

In the early morning, deep into the night, or sometimes midway through a meal—he would suddenly rush nervously to his treasury to check on his gem, relieved to see it still shining beautifully there. If he was away too long or couldn’t be sure of his property’s safety, his sleep and meals would be disturbed.

The branches outside the city walls swayed.

After another check on his treasure, Ben Mueen lay on his bed.

Then he heard a loud "thud," very loud.

He suspected something had smashed through his house’s roof.

It could be robbers or thieves. Ben Mueen quickly got out of bed, grabbing the moon-shaped blade inlaid with rubies and wrapped in elegant crocodile skin, which felt excellent in his hand.

"Is it here? The gem?"

Ben heard a man talking.

"Damn thieves!"

Ben yelled as he dashed towards the direction of the voice.

Then he saw a sturdy figure. As a former prince, Ben Mueen was not adept at fighting; the blade he carried was not because he knew how to use it but because it was a beautiful collector’s item.

He clumsily threw himself forward, running as though he would stumble first, but the rage in his heart made him forget that. All he knew was that he wanted to kill the bastard who dared to steal his gem.

They were getting closer.

Bang!

The opponent launched something, appearing to be a Gold Coin.

Ben immediately felt a huge recoil from the blade, his hands hurt terribly, and he couldn’t even hold the knife as it slipped from his hands and fell to the ground.

The sharp blade easily pierced the wooden floor, nailing it there!

He was completely overpowered!

Ben panicked, he wanted to negotiate peace, willing to offer many treasures as long as the offender didn’t touch the gem.

But the second Gold Coin had already struck.

His consciousness plunged into darkness then.

The sharp blade easily pierced the wooden floor, nailing it there!

He was completely overpowered!

Ben panicked, he wanted to negotiate peace, willing to offer many treasures as long as the opponent didn’t touch the gem.

But the second Gold Coin had already struck.

His consciousness plunged into darkness.

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