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?!

"That's great, I like lively places too."


"Could you show me what the Gold Coin looks like?"


Lind walked up to the counter and finally got a look at the speaker.


It was a young, energetic man, his face sporting a smile that could squeeze out a brilliant set of teeth.


The Gold Coin he took out was almost the same as those from Rand Kingdom.


If it was just a different pattern, it wasn't much of an issue; Lind rubbed the Gold Coin lightly between his fingers, his adept use of power allowing him to change its appearance in the palm of his hand.


Although it was an insignificant ability, it meant he would never be short on money.


When Lind pulled out a bag full of Moonlight Kingdom Gold Coins with a clatter, the young man's smile grew even brighter; it seemed that even in this "rustic" place, money was still useful.


Chapter 489: A Fairy Tale-like Country_2