The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 213 - 213 190 Archbishop Kachan's Choir 10K6

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Lind, paying no heed to his image, sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

Behind him were his seriously wounded subordinates; so had fallen, while others were crippled.

This was the first ti since becoming the lord of Newbie Village that Lind had suffered such heavy losses.

But he noticed that the eyes of everyone present were shimring with light.

It turned out that the feeling of glory and joy from a hard-fought victory was far more important than waiting quietly for the war to end within the walls.

There were no undead this ti because the undead had already been easily wiped out in previous battles; they were too weak to survive in this war.

Lind took a deep breath; his ears were deaf, which of course was no big deal, as a specially made Magic Potion would solve the problem once he got back.

It was just that he couldn’t hear clearly when he spoke now.

He shouted hoarsely, “Next ti, you guys charge in front of !”

Lance and the others grinned and laughed, “Yes, my lord!”

Only Do, leaning on his two-handed sword and panting heavily, thought to himself, “Charge in front again?”

“Lord Do, you were truly valiant this ti!” So soldiers had already found Do, “But as a wizard, could you leave the charging into battle to us next ti?”

Despite the victory, the biggest credit for leading the charge had been snatched by a wizard wielding a two-handed sword, which was quite frustrating for all the great knights present.

Doesn’t that make us look incompetent!

Do chuckled awkwardly, “Cough, definitely, next ti for sure!”

Honor might not matter when it’s absent, but having been disrespected without it, and now suddenly earning the respect of the knights and the undead, Do felt a little elated.

No wonder the history books always ntion heroes, and why so would rather die than not be one.

Although Do couldn’t understand the foolish thoughts of those heroes, he at least experienced the feeling of being respected as a hero.

It felt pretty good.

But Do quickly realized that he, a fickle book thief, had actually beco a hero.

So, if there were to be another war, would he be charging ahead with a two-handed sword or shrink to the back pretending to be unaware?

What should he do now?

…

“Of course, there will be generous rewards!” Lind shouted loudly, “And make it widely known!”

Mico, who was checking Lind’s ears and preparing to mix a potion for him, couldn’t help but shrink to the side, “Keep it down!”

She just approached Lind when he startled her with a loud roar.

“Hehe!” Lind smiled and shut up; he didn’t hear her, but from Mico’s reaction, he knew she’d been startled.

His ears were still deaf, so he definitely had to listen to the pharmacist.

Mico was quick to mix the potion, and after Lind gulped down a small bottle of Magic Potion, his ears began to itch slowly, and he could feel a force entering his ears, rapidly repairing sothing.

Lind subconsciously rembered that feeling; under Absolute Control of his body, he was confident that if he beca deaf again, he could use his internal power for self-repair in the shortest ti possible.

Getting used to hearing sounds again was a bit uncomfortable at first.

The sounds around him were very clear, especially his heartbeat and swallowing sounds, which beca extrely harsh to his sensitive ears, thankfully this heightened state didn’t last long.

“Pfft—!” Flas burst from Lind’s ears.

“What are you doing?” Mico jumped, not rembering mixing a potion that could make soone’s ears shoot fire.

Lind pointed to the tip of his nose, “I tried to accelerate the healing with flas, otherwise the sounds were kind of annoying.

Hmm, it’s good now.”

Mico didn’t say anything; she knew his character and that saying more would be a waste of breath.

However, she still brought up the strange occurrence that had happened to Morena in the Lord’s Hall before.

Next ca the handling of governntal affairs.

…

The battle at Star Dragon City resulted in nurous casualties among the Great Knights.

“Burn all the corpses!”

Lind made his stance clear, “Absolutely not allowing Necromancers, Calamities, or anything of the sort to trample over their bodies.”

“Yes!” Lance nodded, for this was exactly what he had in mind.

There was no chance for a burial in the earth, but to be cremated and rest in peace after death, rather than being dug up from the grave, was still a decent end.

“As for the rewards I ntioned before, all soldiers who participated in the battle should be rewarded, especially Do!”

Lind rembered Do and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

He could guess what Do was thinking; as a fence-sitter, how could Do possibly fight to the death?

However, Do truly was a talent, and Lind was reluctant to let him go.

Now it was all good, Do had inadvertently beco the key node of the battle.

He was the one who led everyone to charge, the one who took the initiative to attack with his sword.

Since his identity as a hero had been established, he shouldn’t bla Lind for roasting him on the fire.

Many people do as they please when they are unknown, but once they obtain a heroic identity, they subconsciously take care of their image.

Establishing a heroic image for Do wouldn’t cause Lind any loss, but it could possibly change Do’s habit of being a fence-sitter.

It’s not that easy for soone used to being a hero to abandon their past glory.

Especially when a group of people led by the dwarf Ludo sang Do’s na in places like taverns, blacksmith shops, textile factories, and so on, Lind didn’t believe Do wouldn’t be confused.

“Also, send a team to Cazhen Town imdiately to take control of Cazhen Town!

And bring back all the undead there.”

This ti Lind decided not to dispatch the undead to Cazhen Town.

The undead in Cazhen Town were generally chaotic and evil, and how exactly they needed to be managed would require reliable people that Lind could trust to oversee them.

He also planned to add personality assessnts to the Lion Badge, and it would be the kind that is publicly disclosed.

Righteous, Neutral, Evil, and so on, allowing the undead to clearly understand the impact and consequences their behavior could have, thus, to so extent, restraining them.

As for types like Evil or Chaotic Evil, they would be directly listed as outlaws by Star Dragon City, and a bounty would also be issued to the other undead.

He wanted to establish rules through gaplay, rather than by forceful restrictions.

With a system of punishnt and reward, the undead would gradually learn to restrain themselves.

Of course, he also had ideas for the Chaotic Evil camp, but he couldn’t deal with it now, so he could only use the thod of picking out bugs to toss out the troubleso ones.

“Yes,” Lance nodded, “I’ll personally take people over.”

With Lance personally going, Lind could rest assured there would be no mistakes: “Take Miss Morena with you this ti.”

Just now, Mico had ntioned Morena’s situation.

Since Morena was also a Wizard on the Death God Path, there must be sothing in the Cazhen Cathedral that only she could obtain.

If she can manage to get the formula for the Magic Potion to advance to Heroic Level, Lind could imdiately reserve a hero.

He could also book himself a Hero Tier Supply Fla Knight, except he didn’t have the Hero Calamity Heart.

“And the books, not a single one is to be left behind!

Bring them all back!”

Lind had already read two of the collections of poems among the Three Gods.

Now he only lacked the collection from the Grim Reaper Za Za, and he wondered what it would match and what kind of Crest it would bring to his chest.

The road to advancing by knocking back a Magic Potion absolutely must not halt.

There was too much to arrange to summarize in a few words.

There was no need to assign the task of dealing with the bodies outside to the undead; they had more important tasks.

It was entirely possible to have the NPCs within Star Dragon City gather the corpses for cremation.

After Lind had made all the arrangents, the revived undead had also obtained what they wanted.

There were various rewards, and to top it off, the Banshee’s Pool was opened for free for a limited ti as part of the reward.

The undead who had just fought in a battle didn’t have ti to rest.

They imdiately plunged into the square, surrounding the Banshee’s Pool three layers inside and out, vying to complete it in the shortest ti possible.

Since Lord Lind was being so generous, they definitely wanted to farm tens of Star Dragon Stones from him.

To bleed Lord Lind dry!

Lind: This ti, I must accumulate hundreds to thousands of uses of the “Banshee’s Horn.”