The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 515 - 515 417 What an Upright Lord!2

515: Chapter 417 What an Upright Lord!_2 515: Chapter 417 What an Upright Lord!_2 “Cough, cough!” The person at the front suddenly straightened up his body, patted his clothes and said, “I am from the first Expedition Army of the Rand Kingdom, a Golden Apprentice Knight loyal to the great Queen Rania!

Sydney’s younger brother.”

“Knight?” Lavee knew that it was indeed a profession only nobles had, but the other person’s na sohow felt odd.

The others also introduced themselves one by one, and although they all seed to fit the part, their overall vibe was sowhat off.

Were they all truly knights?

He wanted to say that the other person was from a powerful kingdom, but the group before him didn’t look very strong at all.

“I am Lavee,” he introduced himself, “a warrior, attempting to beco a Sword Saint.”

“Sword Saint?”

“Yes, I am tracking a Soul Beak Criminal, those giant birds that hover in the sky around us.”

“Do you an the Soul Pecking Bird?” the Undead quickly asked.

Sure enough, he knew that the bird should have been let go.

Just look, there’s a plot twist!

“The Soul Pecking Bird?

Indeed, it can be called that.” Lavee looked at these people with a slightly odd expression because he didn’t believe this group could survive an attack from the Soul Beak Criminals, who could fly in the sky and release Flowing Fire, not even a level 4 warrior could defeat them.

Lavee had taken on this task not only because he needed a Title and to enhance his own skills but also because too many people were getting harassed; the Soul Beak Criminals were wreaking destruction everywhere, and it seed like these monsters could never be satisfied, always attacking.

Only by killing these creatures in the sky could peace be restored.

“Why don’t you visit our territory?

Our General is also there.”

“General?” Lavee nodded, “Alright.”

He followed the Undead to what they described as their camp, though he didn’t really take their word for it.

Just five days prior, in pursuit of the Soul Beak Criminals, Lavee had already passed this very way, and it simply wasn’t possible to have a so-called camp within such a short ti.

Probably just…

Oh!

Lavee saw a small building in the distance and slightly opened his mouth in surprise.

There really was a campsite with full functionalities.

Not only that, as Lavee approached, a group of humans imdiately surrounded him, among them so non-human Demi-humans with blue skin, which he had never seen before.

He always rembered a saying from an elder, as long as you live long enough, nothing should surprise you.

However, these people were quite average in strength; he felt no pressure from them.

Lavee expressed his doubts about the story these people told of dispelling a Soul Beak Criminal yesterday.

But he wouldn’t say it out loud.

Encountering a group of “refugees” on a journey was good news; he could get so good rest, and his Scorpion Flea needed rest too.

Amid the curious onlookers…

Lavee really wanted to ask these humans what they were looking at, as being a Gray Tiger was a very normal species; instead, it was you humans that were a rare species here.

Not just rare in reality, but at the dining table too.

“Lord, Lord, there is soone outside with a furry face and thunder-god lips…”

Lind suddenly heard the Undead’s report and paused for a mont.

Subconsciously he wanted to ask, “Where have Tang Zeng and his disciples gone?”

Luckily he had reacted in ti, preventing him from becoming an Easter egg.

“What is it?”

“Sir, a traveler has co; he says he was tasked with hunting down that Soul Pecking Bird we encountered yesterday, and he’s passing through our area to ask for so food.”

Enough!

Lind no longer wanted to deal with the drama queen Undead and strode outside, then saw the Undead surrounded by the tall, thin Demi-human with patches on his face.

“I have this Rand Kingdom specialty, super delicious dried mice.”

“My friend, do you need a Mana Restoration Potion?”

“Look at this set of equipnt.”

As Lind approached the Demi-human, the Undead suddenly fell silent.

When there’s a plot twist, please remain quiet.

Everyone has always done quite well, except that they were dressed too ridiculously.

“Are you the general of this troop?” Lavee asked as Lind arrived and finally cald down, sowhat relieved.

“I am Lind Armand.” Lind nodded, but didn’t want to say too much, fortunately, the Undead didn’t know much either, revealing only so information about the Rand Kingdom.

“This way, please.”

Lind also hoped to gather so critical information, and since the Undead hadn’t started fighting with the newcor, that indicated they were likely from a friendly and lawful faction.

As long as they don’t kill the newcor’s entire family or steal his goods, they are unlikely to beco enemies.

How long this friendship would last, Lind wasn’t sure, as he always remained distrusting of his own Undead.

Fortunately, the person before him didn’t look very wealthy; hopefully, the Undead wouldn’t steal.

Entering the room, Lavee glanced at the people packed outside the door and window, gaping.

If you say these people lack discipline, they were very quiet and didn’t utter a single word in the presence of “Lind Armand.”

But if you say they are disciplined, what’s this situation now!

It was his first ti seeing anyone so brazenly peeping and eavesdropping at the door.

Lind knew it wasn’t necessary; the Undead viewed the person before him as an important plot character, perhaps even mistaking him for an NPC rchant earlier.

He poured Lavee a glass of wine.

Lavee licked the corner of his mouth, holding his small cup-like glass and gulped down the drink eagerly.

One action revealed two possibilities, either Lavee was from the lowest echelons of this world and couldn’t afford wine, or the materials here were scarce.