The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 636 - 636 484 Moonlight Kingdom Strategy2

636: Chapter 484 Moonlight Kingdom Strategy_2 636: Chapter 484 Moonlight Kingdom Strategy_2 There was also Raven City’s orphanage run by the Red Sisters.

I heard it was going to be forcibly demolished, and the Undead were asked to sign papers to adopt their own children.

It’s said that those Undead with questionable sanity were already preparing to train those children into Knights, Wizards, or beautiful Noble Ladies, even boosting the real estate market as a result.

Because the Undead spared no cost, they only wanted the best for their “babies.”

Then there was Aisley Reyes from Black Hoof Village, whose illegal market had reached its end.

Yet, whispers circulated that she now had black markets in every village and town, with Aisley Reyes as the mastermind behind them all, although publicly, she appeared to be taken down.

Miss Greedy Snake didn’t want to beco the next target of the financial blade, especially if she was branded as soone “just scraping by,” which would be worse.

She pulled open the door, and the midday sunlight was fiercely intense.

Star Dragon City’s towering city walls were planned without any green vegetation, although there were so mutant trees.

The dry wind that blew made Brittany only want to order an ice cream delivery from an ice cream shop run by the Undead, three streets away.

Her salary was more than enough for all her necessities because she was among the first batch to follow Lord Lind.

“We want to see Miss Brittany!” shouted a tall woman clad in heavy armor in the scorching midday heat.

Brittany could see the slight sweat on her forehead, but she herself knew nothing of it.

She was Undead.

That was easy to determine.

After years of interacting with the Undead, everyone had co to understand their peculiarities, such as their ability to choose whether or not to feel pain.

Just like the heat, they could choose to experience it, then get sweaty and slly from weeks of unwashed, heavy armor, or choose not to sll anything at all.

Few Undead chose to bathe regularly or clean their armor daily; sotis, they battled for days on end, their bodies as if dragged out of a pool of blood.

For several consecutive days, that blood, brain matter, bile, and even the feces from the abdon of a corpse right before death, stuck to them, fernting over ti.

Truly, no one could stand that sll.

No one.

“What do you need for?” Brittany asked.

She knew how to deal with the Undead.

The simplest way was to say, “Hey, there’s a mission,” or more tactfully, “Could you help ?

I’ve encountered a problem.”

The group of Undead approached her, then sized her up with strange glances.

“Are you Miss Brittany, the Perfur of Star Dragon City?”

“Unless there’s another Brittany in Star Dragon City.”

Brittany felt their gazes were sowhat rude.

“Wait!”

The Undead imdiately opened the forum, searched and easily found Miss Brittany ‘Perfur’, previously briefly ranked near the top in the NPC popularity ranking.

Exotic charm, serpentine waist, a pair of eyes like the moon hidden in water, staring at her made you feel as if your heart was roaming in a river of love.

Even as more female NPCs appeared later, stealing her popularity because the Undead focused on a female NPC would consider “story,” “appearance,” “character design,” “strength,” and other aspects.

Just being good-looking wasn’t worth their ti to pause.

The Undead were even more pragmatic than the natives of this world.

Queens, daughters of nobility, etc., would be viable targets, but a beautiful cobbler’s daughter would not; people would only acknowledge the beauty but not cherish her if she was won.

The Undead once again sized up the woman claiming to be “Brittany.”

She was wearing a sowhat loose, waist-exposing long dress, seemingly accommodating the protruding belly.

Her arms, which were once slender and called “very strokable” by the Undead as she waved the bottle of spices, now just had plump swinging flesh.

And a double chin, puffed cheeks.

Although her face was still delicate, it was completely different from that “snake-like” beauty – if the two past Brittanys were combined, they probably wouldn’t weigh as much as the current one.

What had happened during this ti, why had she beco like this, planner, what kind of joke are you playing!

The spirits of the Undead were shattered.

Many Undead watching the “Exploring the Secrets of the Moonlight Kingdom” live stream also broke down.

It turned out NPCs wouldn’t stay beautiful forever; they not only aged but also gained weight!

“Are you done?” Brittany was a bit impatient, the scorching air outside made her sweat slightly.

The Undead asked, “We would like to ask if you co from the Moonlight Kingdom.”

Brittany said, “Get a luxurious family bucket of ice cream.”

The Undead imdiately turned to buy it, and after a while, brought back a lavish family bucket big enough to stuff five people.

“That’s the one!” Brittany smiled.

She could afford it herself, but since the Undead offered it willingly, she hoped to rip them off properly.

Brittany allowed the Undead to enter the house.

Her place was still a ss as always, filled with jars and bottles, only this ti there were also plates of food added.

She took a couple of bites of ice cream, enjoying the frost, and finally nodded under the Undead’s urging, “Yes, I’m from the Moonlight Kingdom.”

“How can we get to the Moonlight Kingdom?”

“Head south,” she pointed to the south, “That’s how I ca here.

With your current strength, it’s not hard to get there, like riding so flying magic creatures over the mountains, although they are tall but not as high as the Frozen Soil Mountain Range.”

The Frozen Soil Mountain Range was considered impassable for Flying Dragons.

And the Flying Dragons never thought to try flying over it, so even with Flying Dragons, the legend continued.

“Bat Wing Blood Wart Demon!” soone suggested.

Unfortunately, Miss Brittany was not well-inford; she didn’t know what a Bat Wing Blood Wart Demon was.

The Undead said, “We’ve tried; we even captured a group of people from the Moonlight Kingdom, but following their directions, we couldn’t reach the Moonlight Kingdom.”

“It’s in the south.”

Brittany was wholly interested in the ice cream; she used to miss ho, but later as Lord Lind fed her generously, Miss Brittany turned into a glutton lady, and her desires altered.

She just wanted to eat well every day.

“That person is called Fulin Mueen, have you heard her na?”

“Cough cough!”

Brittany choked, continuously coughing.

Once she finally controlled the urge to cough, she asked, “Who did you say?

Mueen?”

The Undead didn’t understand and asked, “Yes, Mueen, is she special?”

“That’s a surna of the Moonlight Kingdom’s royal lineage!”

“She also said she was once a princess.”

The Undead might regard a princess differently, but before an “unexplored map,” the princess seed less important.

Just like the Prince of the Sekapus Kingdom, didn’t he die too.

Everyone even learned from Fulin Mueen later that they accidentally killed Prince Louis.

With a classic move of diving from the sky like a “guillotine,” smashing the opponent into a mash, then roasting with a big fire, afterward, everyone just regretted potentially missing a quest.

“If you insist on believing so,” Brittany nodded.

Indeed, she was just a once princess, far less important than the ice cream before her.

“How much do you know about that place?” the Undead pressed, “We asked Fulin Mueen; she said her knowledge about it was very vague, as if so mories had been altered.”

“Is that so?

It might be related to the deities they worship there; if the deities of this world awaken, He must have too,” she wiped her mouth, saying earnestly, “About Him, it’s a bedti story I often heard as a child.”

The Undead gazed at her, but realized she wasn’t continuing.

“Why did you stop?

What happens next?”

“I’ve already finished,” Brittany said, “He, is just a bedti story.”