The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 741 - 536: Replacing the Mainline NPC

Chapter 741: Chapter 536: Replacing the Mainline NPC

They passed through the streets where the Undead gathered in heaps, appearing before everyone who bore the [!] mark, just as indicated on the map.

The Lord Hall in front looked like a lion with its mouth agape, waiting for the approach.

Statues so lifelike stood on either side, as if loyal Soldiers guarded the entrance. The round-faced Princess observed multiple times and confirmed that those were merely ordinary statues.

Among them, the most conspicuous was the statue of a lion.

She remembered that the Armand family’s heraldic animal was the lion, and in storybooks, Lind was also referred to as Count Lion; nowadays, perhaps the Black Knight was more famous than Count Lion.

The entire statue was as if gilded with a layer of silver, except for the lion’s left foot, which was dark and grimy.

One by one, the Undead took deep breaths and, with devout posture, lightly touched the lion’s left foot, as if engaged in some form of prayer.

She was certain that the Undead would not show such devotion even in the presence of real Deities.

"What are they doing?" Magdalena asked.

"Seeking Blessings?" Tione wasn’t sure either.

The answer was what she learned from Lind.

Tione explained, "The Undead are insanely obsessed with luck; they believe the lion statue represents Lind, so they touch the lion’s foot for blessings before every lottery draw."

"So, does it work?" Magdalena asked.

She personally inclined towards the belief that the lion might possess such a function, for Lind Armand would never act unprepared.

Tione shook her head: "No, it’s just an ordinary lion statue."

The statue was a mere decorative item; Lind did not even know of their existence when it was built.

"I remember some Deities can increase luck," said Magdalena. "Why are they still so persistent in pursuing something intangible?"

Deities grant blessings, improving one’s luck.

Considering the multitude of Deities within the War Throne, there’s no need to chase after falsehoods.

"That’s why I say they’re crazy."

Magdalena thought it over and touched the lion’s foot too, hoping Lind would forgive and accept her; she needed good luck.

Thinking about meeting Lind soon, she suppressed her thoughts.

"Want to give it a try?" Tione asked.

"Yes!"

Following the Undead, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and brought her hands together in prayer, then joined the queue to touch the lion’s foot. The moment her palm touched the lion’s foot, Magdalena involuntarily smiled—a feeling of relief washing over her, as if everything was now stable.

After returning to Tione’s side, they entered the Lord Hall.

The throne above was empty.

"He’s not here," Tione explained. "But you can communicate with him; come with me."

They approached a massive Magic Machinery, with several Magic Mechanical Servants maintaining the machine, gears entangling densely, supporting a colossal entity.

There was a huge furnace beside it.

Tione grabbed the disk behind her head; a fragment of the Ring of Magic transformed into a golden sword, which she inserted into the pedestal.

It was a specially made pedestal; Magdalena noticed several thick pipes connected to it, but the actual function was beyond her understanding; the Mechanical God Cult’s research products were different from the magic she was familiar with.

The pipes suddenly began to shake, the boiler ignited.

The gigantic Magic Machinery started to move, and just standing beside it, one could feel the terrifying power it contained.

If this thing were to explode by accident, it might lift a cloud resembling a mushroom, she thought.

"This is a cross-Plane communication machinery," Tione explained. "Used to train him."

It wasn’t used much normally, as the Undead’s delay-free communication solved many problems; simply assigning them a messenger task would accomplish it with ease.

If all else fails, it’s still possible to use Deities, giant dragons, and other means to travel directly between planes.

The Mechanical invention, once successful, was rarely used.

Magdalena glanced at Tione’s somewhat excited profile; she always felt that perhaps the other party wanted to give it a try.

Soon, Lind’s figure appeared in the gigantic "mirror," seemingly sitting on something that was shaking. The background was pitch-black and indistinct.

"What’s wrong?" Lind asked.

"Miss Magdalena has something to say to you."

"Princess Magdalena?"

"It’s me, Lord Armand," Magdalena stepped forward. "I’m very sorry for what happened before, and I hope to join your ranks."

"For Misty Rain City?"

Lind, in the image, suddenly looked into the distance, seemingly spotting something, accompanied by a series of booming sounds like thunder roaring or the echo of wind in a valley.

"Yes," she didn’t deny it.

Returning to Misty Rain City was her ultimate goal.

"You’re too weak," Lind said. "With or without you, it makes no difference to me."

"Corrupt King Grace will also join your forces," she spoke with sincere earnestness. "And I am privy to the situation of the Ring Knights in Misty Rain City, including their strength and combat styles."

Strategy Master?

Lind’s interest was mildly piqued.

"Not enough." He shook his head. "I want Misty Rain City."

"What?" Magdalena’s eyes widened.

"I want Misty Rain City, that is, Sunless City," Lind emphasized very seriously. "I aim to be the king of humanity in Magic Land, and possess all its secrets."

He was shooting for the moon to settle for the stars.

As a main NPC ally, having Magdalena join him would ensure that before version 3.0, the official narrative couldn’t exclude him, and he would firmly stand with the side of just allies.

The feeling of standing on the moral high ground and pointing fingers was too good to pass up.

Even if he could replace her and become the true main NPC ally, he was prepared for rejection.

At worst, he would mold Magdalena into a figure like Rania; once stronger enemies emerged, being the king of Misty Rain City wouldn’t mean much.

Only through ceaseless advancement could one last longer.

"I agree." Magdalena nodded without hesitation.

"You agreed?" Lind was somewhat surprised.

Then he smiled: "Welcome to the team, I’ll be back after I’m done with what I’m currently busy with, and we can discuss further."

Magdalena’s suspended heart finally settled.

"I want to take on a quest."

She feared her personal desires would not be allowed, and establishing a connection with a powerful giant dragon was crucial.

Suddenly, Lind leaped up, and she saw that he was riding on something—a giant dragon!

A second giant dragon?

Magdalena exclaimed in shock, feeling fortunate for her timely allegiance.

"King of Black Phosphorus?" Lind nodded. "Sure."

With King of Black Phosphorus’s ridiculous antics, aside from gaining publicity and followers, nothing much interested him; plus, the round-faced princess could serve as a pawn to do his bidding.

Free labor.

He was always winning!

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