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?!

Rand had put the iron muzzle back on, feeling a sense of balance.


The power of the Curse, the strength of the Crest Power on his forehead, and the restraint brought by the iron muzzle made him feel like a normal person.


"How can I obtain this power?" Lind asked.


He no longer needed to go to the Abyss, as he already bore the Curse on his body, making it the best option to try.


Rand changed his title and tone, "You need to follow me in recitation; this is a long poem from the Pustule Exiles themselves."


Swearing allegiance meant the contract was established. No one knew what would happen if someone broke the oath, but even the worst people never thought about breaking it casually.


In a world with gods, the binding power of language was stronger than one might imagine.


However, Lind preferred to believe that in the land of the Rand Kingdom, being a Duke, if there were any traitors, the Thunder would probably help him punish them.


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