The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 300 - 300 254 Because They Like The Riddler

300: Chapter 254 Because They Like The Riddler 300: Chapter 254 Because They Like The Riddler “I’ll buy it!”

Similar situations occurred not only in the Knight’s skill learning area of Star Dragon City but also in the Wizard’s magic teaching area.

Lind was never too troubled to accumulate wealth from the savings of the Undead.

There were a great number of Undead who had switched to being Wizards.

An elegant Mage is always the go-to choice, and only a few dared to stand up close to the Calamity beasts, enduring being splattered with blood plasma or other filthy insides.

Wizards could learn many kinds of magic, not just throwing Fireballs; there were also various common magic application techniques, most of which ca from Do.

When an old man with white long hair and a white beard, holding a Magic Wand and a Two-handed Sword, stood before them, almost all the Undead who ca to learn magic had a common understanding: this old man’s magic must be invincible—and his sword skills must be incredibly strong.

Even Wizard Do himself hadn’t expected that the first magic the Undead wanted to learn was the Illumination Spell.

Graceful Mages all start by casting the Illumination Spell.

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“Is there a riding lesson too?” My Ring wouldn’t lose out, to pant and pause my study.

This was a small trick discovered for skill learning.

If one lowered their senses, even though one wouldn’t feel tired or in pain while learning, the duration of learning would be extended indefinitely.

But if one used 100% of their senses, the pain and fatigue fed back to the body would genuinely beco one’s instincts and experience.

The inclusion of riding lessons in the course also surprised him, as horse riding and combat were indeed the romance of lee engagents!

The romance of close combat also included double jumps, Charge Slash, Dragon Ascend Slash, dual blades back scrubbing, Greatsword halting a charging dragon, and so forth.

Being handso is romantic.

Must learn, definitely must learn!

So, buying the course, for sure had to happen!

As more Undead arrived to learn skills, there were gradually more Knights.

“Lord Riff, please forgive my audacity,” My Ring, which would not lose out, approached Riff during a break and asked, “What happened to your wounds?”

No matter how he looked, he felt that Riff, who had suddenly gone from a lord’s guard to a disabled instructor, must have an important story.

“A war,” Riff seed to fall into distant mories, which made the Undead feel a strong sense of discomfort.

They had only been apart for a day, as if bidding farewell to classmates on the weekend and then seeing them again on Monday with their bodies wrapped in bandages and leaning on crutches.

When you asked what happened, they fell into distant mories, even with a “you wouldn’t understand” expression.

This feeling of being left out was very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Riff did not want to talk about it, the Undead, although curious, did not press further.

He avidly learned skills, and during his free ti, he chatted with a few friends he knew, or they shared videos with each other.

Watching new Undead make fools of themselves was interesting.

There was always soone who thought this ga was the sa as other gas, where actions were unrestrained.

“The current main plot should already be set,” said an Undead, “A conflict between the Old Nobility and the New Nobility is probably the main direction during the beta phase, and they’re likely to go to war with the Calamity forces en masse during the open beta.”

It was easy to guess, as the levels of NPCs were generally under 20, clearly early stages.

“Wasn’t there a siege battle before?

It must be our noble Rand’s forces at war with the rebels,” said an Undead during the chat, involuntarily bringing emotions into it by referring to the New Nobility as rebels.

“Just like when we fought Lord Leon?”

“Damn, that guy caused an Abyss plague outbreak, and even forced us to disconnect offline.”

“Now that I think about it, the New Nobility are really no good, they deserve to be killed.”

As they were chatting, an Undead suddenly said, “Man, I really envy those new Undead from Erald Hill.”

“What’s up?”

“Lind has a pair of new guards by his side, who often ignite with Dark Flas, looking extrely cool.

I’ll share the photo with you guys in a mont.”

The Undead who saw the photo of the ‘Black Fire Brothers’ couldn’t stop exclaiming in amazent.

“Indeed handso!”

The humanoid knight, enshrouded in dark fierce flas, looked even cooler than Lind wrapped in reddish-orange flas at first glance.

“The folks at Erald Hill have started touching on the main storyline.”

“We should have our own main storyline too.”

“Wait, look what this person is saying.”

In Star Dragon City, the Undead who wished they could expand in the central region envied the Undead in the Star Dragon Region.

An abundance of learnable skills, continuously opening prize pools, mounts, pets, equipnt, Magic Potion—it simply made one green with envy, a true golden child.

When new Undead asked NPCs how to go north, the unanimous reply they received was that Snake Catcher Fortress was extrely dangerous and they should definitely not go there.

Initially, they weren’t very keen to go, but since you ntioned it that way, it’s not like we can’t give it a try.

Other regions could only watch enviously, without Lind’s strong support, currently only a few lucky Undead in so areas managed to level up to 11 or higher.

They had disappeared for over a year, their past deeds long forgotten, their previous relationships had faded, or rather, it wasn’t just fading, but the NPCs they knew were mostly dead.

So moved hos, others died or went missing in battles.

This group of Undead utterly lacked the confidence to venture to Snake Catcher Fortress; if it weren’t for the few familiar faces occasionally seen, they’d even think they were deleted from the system.

Thus, only the Undead from Star Dragon City possessed the confidence to advance to Snake Catcher Fortress.

anwhile, in another part of the central region, inside Mountain Demon Castle.

A fixed transport window opened in front of Lind.

Currently, only he could afford such a lavish thod to remotely control Star Dragon City, but alas the portal wasn’t large enough—considering safety, it could barely allow a small cat through.

“Where is Miss Miko?” Lind asked.

With continuous developnt, and as the pathways to Magic Potion and potion formulas kept increasing, even Lind’s increased training of Wizards was still hard to et demand.

Selecting young individuals with Wizard talent was crucial; presently, filling the talent gap of Wizards was a higher priority than that of Knights.

The increasingly large group of Wizards also split into several more specialized organizations, such as Do responsible for teaching and training, while Miko handled the research and production of Magic Potion.

She remained Lind’s most trusted Pharmacist.

In the past year, although Lind hadn’t continued increasing his knight pathways, he hadn’t stopped indulging in potions, with Noble lineage granting him an extraordinary talent in absorbing Magic Potions.

“Miss Miko is currently selling Magic Potion material boxes,” Do replied.

“It sounds like sothing she could handle, never mind, let’s not bother her.”

The opportunity to make money was sothing Miko found, and she was absolutely crazier than anyone, ignoring even her own “top boss.”

Lind had another command for Star Dragon City.

Lance, Reed, and others were also present; this was a high-level eting of Star Dragon City.

“Imdiately impose a gag order!” he instructed.

“No matter who it is, when asked by the Undead about Snake Catcher Fortress, do not answer; at most, you can tell them one thing: ‘Don’t go to Snake Catcher Fortress!'”

Just leave them with that one phrase, because they like puzzles.