The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 747 - 540: The NPC Stole the Boss_2

Chapter 747: Chapter 540: The NPC Stole the Boss_2

Having an eternal enemy who cannot die is indeed a headache.

For their own interests, everyone restrains themselves from offending, unless provoked everywhere like the Undead, pushing the Deities to their limits.

"But Lind Armand doesn’t want to meet us, we can’t just waste our time."

The giant wolf, who had been silent till now: "..."

Perhaps no one understands better than you, the waste of time, my Princess.

"He will agree, just as you promised him, as long as we give him what he wants."

"Misty Rain City?"

"It’s the Astrologer." Corruption King Grace’s tone was very certain, "No one can refuse the messages from the future."

Facing Magdalena’s somewhat "understood" gaze.

Grace continued: "If he wants Misty Rain City, he can get it himself, there’s no need for your consent, and you’re well aware that titular authenticity is not important."

If everyone is powerful, having "authenticity" means having an advantage.

But with the huge disparity between Lind and Magdalena, the so-called "authenticity" goes unquestioned.

"However, we can do more, as you said, fulfill a giant dragon’s request."

No one can refuse the goodwill of a dragon.

"You just said not to provoke those Deities and the mighty easily."

"Yes, I did, so we should go help those who have been confirmed to be working for Lind Aierman."

"Help?"

"Help."

The relationship between the two parties is not as close as it appears, but they can only rely on each other now.

Just as Magdalena needs to rely on the power of Corruption King Grace, because her own power is too weak, insufficient even to get herself out of the Land of Beasts.

Grace needs Magdalena too; pledging allegiance directly to Lind Aierman wouldn’t get her any special treatment, being a good fighting general is definitely not what she wants.

She’s a Lord now, and she wants to continue being one in the future. If Lind truly has the power to take back Misty Rain City, perhaps she can obtain a piece of territory in the Land of Beasts that truly belongs to her.

"Let’s put those aside, shall we have a walk around first?" Grace initiated the suggestion.

"Of course."

Due to the increasing number of Undead, the town’s scale has expanded once again.

There have been several occasions when Magdalena wanted to praise Lind Aierman and her subordinates’ powerful construction abilities.

Just a few days ago, the roads in the city were not as broad, where it was easy to bump shoulders with others while walking in the streets.

That’s no exaggeration.

Now, this city is like another Newbie Village, another War Throne.

Broad and vast, it changed its appearance overnight.

They stood in an open-air area of a wide plaza.

An oval shape.

From the edge of the oval shape, numerous alleys branch out.

There are dozens of them.

Undead can walk towards different boxes here, and open shops for purchase or organize certain events.

A single popular game is enough to support the tourism and consumption here.

In the center of the open-air plaza stands a building in the style of the Enstad Continent, wild in design, with the Swift War Chariot in front led by two Nightmare Warhorses, one with its head bowed, the other rearing.

Meanwhile, the Majestic Shield, clad in armor, is holding up a shield as if resisting something.

They stand in the same row, and on the tall, wildly designed Stone Pillar behind them, there is a clear stone sculpture of Lind Armand.

The town is still bustling today.

The plaza, along with the streets extending from it, have been filled with the calls of shopkeepers and vendors, many of whom are Undead.

They trade everything they can here.

Everything!

The bustling scene made Grace and Magdalena think of the old days, when Misty Rain City also had bustling crowds, markets where people brushed past each other, and they couldn’t help but feel an uncontrollable surge of nostalgia for their homeland.

They said they’re just browsing, but it wasn’t long before the two were attracted to many things on the streets.

Having their first real contact with the Undead, they were touched by the emotional influence they brought.

By the time they came back to their senses, they had bought a lot of useless stuff.

The formidable Undead are very adept at creating a demand for things you don’t need with the power of words and then selling them to you.

Grace tried to advise Magdalena several times, but Magdalena didn’t care and seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it, abandoning everything to indulge completely.

Continuing north along the road, the goods for sale finally changed, with some fruit and drink stores.

Ahead, a restaurant with an open door had a steady stream of customers coming in and out.

"I often come to this restaurant," introduced Magdalena. "Here we can chat in private without worrying about being disturbed and enjoy some interesting performances or songs, but these are not the most important things; their cuisine tastes great."

She led Grace into the restaurant.

Guided to a table, a waitress came over and served them various appetizers.

"These are all free," Magdalena said with great excitement about ’free’.

Grace wore a strange expression, wondering what had happened that a princess who didn’t need to worry about sustenance had quickly become a miser who scrimps and saves just for the benefit of ’free’ entitlements.

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