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?!

Subduing the Crimson Knight with force was difficult.


Knightly honor and a warrior's dignity were easily cited as reasons.


But if given an opportunity, such as the chance to earn a title, he would gladly offer everything he had.


Previously, the Crimson Knight, who had no chance at a title, could only hide in this arena, engaging in barbaric dealings that nobles looked down upon, without even the chance to pledge loyalty to any Lord.


The battle for the throne between the princess and the prince had nothing to do with the Crimson Knight.


Neither did the disputes over territories.


He never had a private army, nor could he afford one. His guards were armed with iron-clad sticks, and he had to pay for their food, Gold Coins, and women, a burden that at times felt insurmountable to the Crimson Knight.


Chapter 350: The Bestowal of the Crest