Silky White Grandma

The Ring of Magic had shattered.
Calamities emerged.
Lind, who had crossed over to become a wild monster NPC at a stronghold in the apocalyptic Magic World, saw a group of undead shouting "Pass the flame" arrive at his territory. They held lofty ideals and were willing to sacrifice themselves to save the world.
Therefore, Lind prepared to masquerade as the village chief of Newbie Village.
Lind: As a remnant of the old era, I will craft a ship that can carry us to the new era.
Player: After enduring endless hardships, we finally met the BOSS, and then the BOSS just knelt down and swore fealty to the lord.
...
"I, the King of Game BOSSes, Just Want to Be a Good Newbie Village Chief"
"Player: Every NPC on Our Side is as Strong as a BOSS"
"Player: That BOSS Actually Can't Beat the Quest NPC We're Supposed to Protect?"
Tags: Lord, Farming, Kindombuilding, Fantasy, Fourth Apocalypse

The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!

The ale named "The Dragon Slayer's Death Celebration" poured down his throat.


The fiery liquor surged up, turning Ludo's large nose a bright red.


The name of the ale would change periodically, with the most consumed getting the chance to name it, resulting in a variety of odd names like "Prey Town's Lubber-Land," "I Am Speechless," "Poison Claw and Orange," and so on.


To Ludo, it seemed incredibly stupid to spend all the hard-earned money just to have a drink named after oneself, especially since it didn't change the taste of the drink, and soon enough, the name would belong to someone else.


He didn't understand it, but the Undead reveled in it. To get a familiar drink, one would have to say "the usual" or "the one that just got renamed," otherwise, faced with a menu so long it made your scalp tingle, you'd surely lose the confidence to order.


This time, the name of the ale was changed after the Lord nodded in approval, in celebration of the first successful dragon slaying.


Chapter 89: Post-war Celebration Bonfire