The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 432 - 432 364 Hero Tier Sun Knight2

432: Chapter 364 Hero Tier Sun Knight_2 432: Chapter 364 Hero Tier Sun Knight_2 In the Armand manor, Lind had already changed into a long robe, his burly figure elongated by the narrow style of the noble attire.

He looked like a nobleman with not a shred of martial ability.

The loose-fitting robe could give people so illusions.

As the crow landed on the window, Lind gestured with his hand for the butler to leave.

“My lord,” the crow transford into a red nun, who couldn’t help but give Lind a few extra glances.

This man, who was rumored among the common folk as a “walking god,” never cared much for his attire; he preferred armor over elaborate robes.

He was always adorned with various pieces of equipnt, each potentially deadly.

And this style, as far as the Red Nun knew, was similar to a large number of the undead, who called it “stats over looks.”

When there was nothing to do, one could dress flamboyantly for amusent, but when it ca to battle, who cared about looking good?

Surely, they’d wear whatever equipnt had the highest attributes.

Now, however, he was dressed in a wrinkle-free long robe, dark red and gold being the dominant colors, his hair combed smooth and trimd neatly.

He didn’t fancy long hair but had not cut it despite not having trimd it for so ti.

Styled hair accentuated the contours of his face, making him appear gentler.

It was hard to associate words like “frail” with him; “less intimidating” was about the kindest description one could muster.

“What’s wrong?” Lind instinctively touched his own cheek.

He never thought he could make a living off his looks, but when he realized the Red Nun was staring blankly at him, he “offensively” checked her affection towards him.

Just gazing at his face, slowly growing affections?!

Lind didn’t mind his subordinates having a higher regard for him, their emotional leaning towards him ant they were less likely to betray, but falling for him was unnecessary.

Rather than pretty girls, he preferred powerful, highly capable allies.

The Red Nun also felt the emotional pressure from Lind, which startled her slightly, and then she said, “The information you requested has been almost fully investigated.”

“I’m glad you could deliver it on ti,” Lind raised his left hand, his right hand adjusting the cuffs at his wrist.

A cut to his body wouldn’t make him blink, but wrinkles in his shirt cuffs were enough to make him feel uncomfortable, making him suspect he might be a male version of the Princess and the Pea.

Once everything was straightened, he continued, “They have arrived in Goliath by now and are probably undergoing inspection, waiting to be received by the Queen.”

The Red Nun bowed her head even lower.

The Scarlet Lady had gathered so of the information, but there were indeed timing issues with its urgency.

“What did you find out?” Lind took the letter the Red Nun handed him.

The hastily written content wasn’t comprehensive, but so of the information caught his attention.

For instance, a bastard nad “William,” was a prodigy, a Hero Tier Sun Knight.

“Duke Igor Griffin is severely ill and couldn’t endure the long journey, so Tao Lexi Griffin is representing him this ti.”

There wasn’t much information about Tao Lexi on the forums because this most beloved “Poster Girl” didn’t appear often in the undead’s sight.

Like Lania, she was an NPC that could only be seen during certain festivals or on special missions.

It was exactly this mystery that kept their popularity intact.

“Tao Lexi Griffin has special abilities?” Lind received a revelation that took him by surprise.

“Yes, she seems to have so sort of special connection with animals, enabling them to work for her.”

“How fairy-tale-like,” comnted Lind.

He wasn’t particularly interested in Tao Lexi; he was more concerned about another individual: “What about William?

Shouldn’t his surna be Griffin?”

“He is the sixteenth bastard of Duke Griffin,” the Red Nun nodded in response, “but he is a natural talent.

As a child, he was sent to the Sun Church monastery.

Later, through hard work, he beca a Senior Grand Knight, and then, after the Ring of Magic broke, he organized a group to deal with the Calamity.

He contributed a lot to the relative peace in the south.”

As Lind quickly browsed the letter, the Red Nun wasn’t sure whether to continue speaking.

“Continue,” said Lind, who could multitask.

Thinking and listening to the Red Nun’s introduction didn’t delay him.

“After the appearance of the Undead in the south, William imdiately arranged for people to go to the various villages, and he guided the movent of the Undead.

It was understood that this ti they are heading to Goliath, in order to take the route through the Gate of phisto to resist the Great Rift.”

Resisting the Great Rift was indeed a war among races and was necessary.

But William’s ergence filled Lind’s mind with doubts.

A bastard, but not influenced by bloodline, instead his talent exploded even more after the apocalypse.

As Old Nobility, not only was there no opposition from the leaders of Newbie Village, but they quickly reached a consensus and swore allegiance to him.

Moreover, William also actively sent people to the Newbie Village to guide the Undead.

If William were replaced with “Leon” or “Wen Ruien,” it seems there would be no difference.

But no, the difference is quite clear.

William is from the Old Nobility, without any revolutionary attributes.

If one had to quibble, it may be that his attribute as a “bastard of the Old Nobility” seed very suitable for a revolution.

Lind never minded assuming the worst when speculating about unknown enemies.

The sixteenth son of Duke Griffin seed to be a man of “the Officials!”

“He’s a Hero Tier Great Knight?

Sun Knight?” Lind asked for confirmation again.

“Yes,” the Red Nun nodded.

It seed that no matter the background of the other party, Lind had to et him personally.

Lind’s Sun Knight “card” had been at the Senior Grand Knight level for so ti now.

With sleep bringing pillows, he had to get the Hero Tier formula, which ant advancing to a level 31 Sun Knight from the Magic Potion, from William.

At the sa ti, a team had already entered the City of Gold, Goliath.

The curtains of the carriage were lifted, and the noble young lady wearing round glasses and holding a kitten looked outside.

The handso young man riding beside the carriage instinctively looked at her, “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve been here before, and this place looks more rundown than it used to be,” she said.

“This place has just gone through a great battle!

Tao Lexi, it should be rundown!” said the young man excitedly, “Duke of Lions, Lind Armand!

We’ve all heard about it on the way here, haven’t we?

He killed Dragon King Kote with the sword in his hand!

He reclaid the lands that belonged to the Queen!”

“Yes, William, you’ve already ntioned it over a dozen tis,” she replied.

“It was an Epic battle!” William continued, “You should listen to more stories about him.

He defeated many enemies, traitors, including the Black Catfish Prince!”

With a hint of regret, he added, “I heard the Black Catfish Prince was a very powerful Sword Saint; it’s a pity I never got the chance to spar with him.”

“That’s one thing Lind did that is worth ntioning,” Tao Lexi said, without any particular fondness for Lind.

Her mory of him was vague, perhaps from her own ball, but that wasn’t important.

She gently stroked the kitten in her arms and said, “We are here to express our desire for peace, don’t force them to think like you.”

Tao Lexi couldn’t stand her brother’s “enthusiasm”; it was as if his brain had been corroded by the sun, always making others sacrifice themselves to resist the monsters of the Great Rift.

It had been like this since three years ago, but Griffin Fortress had always maintained peace, and he played a significant role in that.

She ca to Goliath with her father’s orders, just wanting to show her friendliness.

They had to do so because the legend of Duke Lind had already spread to Griffin Castle through the wandering exiles, refugees, and others.

Duke Lind was determined to unify and didn’t mind using any violent ans.

Look at Lord Baya who used to hold Mountain Demon Castle, Snake Catcher Fortress, Raven City, Black Island, and the City of Gold Goliath.

All paved with blood, every story about Lind involved slaughter.

In just one or two years, he had cut through most of Rand Kingdom, and there was really no need for Griffin Castle to stubbornly resist.

They just wanted to live peacefully.

No matter who wins or loses, the fight would cause harm, so their purpose for coming here was simple.

They hoped for peace and were willing to continue swearing allegiance, paying taxes, and so on.

As long as it, peace, continued.