The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 645 - 645 489 A Fairy Tale-like Country

645: Chapter 489: A Fairy Tale-like Country 645: Chapter 489: A Fairy Tale-like Country Lind learned a great deal of local news from the simple, unsophisticated farr who had no intention of withholding information.

This country’s forr King was called “Moen,” and the great King had only five children in his lifeti.

Aside from the eldest Prince who inherited the royal title, the other four children all left the Royal Palace, and each received different awards.

They respectively acquired the most precious gemstones in the world, as well as Magic Boots, a powerful army, and sheets that could induce beautiful dreams.

If Lind had received such items when he divided his inheritance, he would certainly have felt that soone was insulting his intellect, especially after obtaining a powerful army.

His first order of business would definitely be to seize the other four items.

One couldn’t be certain that the currently captive Fulin Moen hadn’t done the sa, perhaps she had just lost.

Various dangerous monsters inhabited this place, making it difficult for ordinary people to survive, but with certain thods, they could ta these dangers for their benefit.

Take the three-headed Lizard Bull used for pulling carts, whose real strength should be at level two rings, yet it could be tad by an ordinary farr.

The specific thod involved feeding the Lizard Bull a talking apple and using a brush to scratch its itch daily.

Then there were the sensitive fruits, which, if approached rashly when not yet ripe, would be disturbed and then develop an annoying taste.

The people of Moonlight Kingdom lived in a place that was happy, dangerous, and very irrational.

So when Lind learned all this from the farr, he felt that he must have co to an “absurd” realm, just like in fairy tales told to children.

Yet it couldn’t be said to be full of holes; perhaps those logics just didn’t apply to adults.

The only certainty that Lind had was that Moonlight Kingdom was definitely not as it is now, certainly not before Brittany left.

He also tried to question the Prince of Dual Swords but did not get any useful answers.

It wasn’t that the other was taciturn; rather, from the day he gained consciousness, he knew he had to be loyal, although to whom was hard to say, like now pledging allegiance to Lind.

The village ahead was getting closer.

The green lawns were neatly trimd, stretching all the way to the distant cottages billowing with smoke.

Rings of mushroom clouds lazily floated toward the sky then rged into the clouds, making them denser.

Children chasing and frolicking ca before Lind, circling him.

“Do you want so candy?” he produced a bag of sweets.

Not all undead in this world were always playing gas, not everyone liked to constantly fight.

For instance, developing various flavors of candy.

Filled candies, chewy candies, milk candies, fruit candies, and so on, they sold well among NPCs.

Occasionally, Lind would prepare so to carry with him, although the slight effect of sugar replenishnt was already of little use to his body, which was now filled with imnse energy, but the hint of sweetness could still slightly improve his mood.

He couldn’t eat overly sweet pastries, but candy was still fine.

Several children scattered and then looked at him expectantly, suckling on their fingers.

“Hold out your hands, one piece each.”

Lind’s handso appearance allowed him to quickly blend into the group of children.

By the ti he reached the village surrounded by children, they had already composed a rather unpleasant and discordant nursery rhy about him,

“Mr.

Candy with golden hair”

It sounded like an NPC’s background plaque with no plot.

The doors of a dwelling ahead were pushed open from the inside, and a woman in patched clothes ca out to look towards Lind, a smile on her face: “Hello, who might you be?”

One of the children from before ran and hid behind the woman, blinking at Lind.

“Traveler.”

After speaking, Lind took the opportunity to wink back at the little fellow while the woman wasn’t looking, as a courteous response.

“Which direction did you co from?”

“Outside of Moonlight Kingdom, a place very far away.”

Lind certainly couldn’t say that he had been brought here by the Prince of Dual Swords and Ana Ghost.

Opening a door wasn’t difficult, and the main goal this ti was to obtain the qualifications of Deities anyway.

Otherwise, he would have definitely sent Undead to scout.

Undead lives were not lives, not only did he think so, but the Undead themselves had the sa attitude.

“You co from a country outside of Moonlight Kingdom?” Her expression suddenly beca very animated—delighted, nervous, expectant, hesitating.

Eventually, she crossed her arms over her chest: “Would you mind telling what has happened outside?”

“Sure, I can do that.”

Lind was always willing to help and did not refuse: “I want to find a place to stay first, then buy so things.

I only have Gold Coins, what do you use for currency?”

“Coins made of Gold, and copper coins.”

The woman proactively directed Lind towards the direction of the inn and hoped he could co to her ho for dinner that evening, where he could eat while telling stories from outside.

Lind quickly said goodbye and jogged towards the inn.

Just as he opened the door, a voice squeezed through the gap: “A foreigner?”

“Has it been a long ti since you’ve had visitors from abroad?” Lind asked the person inside the small inn who was both welcoming him and, by the look of it, the only person there, be it guest or proprietor.

The other replied, “It’s been several years.”

Lind wanted to chat more, but the other suddenly said with a robust laugh: “We’re always interested in stories from foreign travelers, perhaps tomorrow night we can hold a bonfire party.”