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?!

Newt from Star Dragon Ridge swung a punch powerful enough to smash a mortal's skull; his fist, wrapped in flames, broke through the air towards Watt, but it was blocked by the swiftly raised arm of his opponent. Sparks exploded like a blacksmith's hammer on anvil at the point of collision between the fist and the arm, accompanied by a muffled thud. Newt quickly pulled back his fist and darted forward, landing two rapid punches in succession on his opponent's chest.


Watt let out a stifled grunt as the impacts hit his chest, and was toppled by a sweeping leg that followed.


The sound of his back hitting the ground rang out like metal clashing against metal, echoing like a blacksmith's heavy hammer.


That's what a duel between soldiers was like, where the victor takes all the glory, the spoils, everything, and the loser loses it all.


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