The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 882: 605 Trial Island

Chapter 882: Chapter 605 Trial Island

“Sir, what can we do for you?” a student took the initiative to ask.

Lind saw a strong desire for progress in his gaze.

As a leader, Lind favored this kind of person the most, provided they had matching abilities. And the students who were chosen to stay in Misty Rain City for their studies were carefully selected geniuses from several continents.

With their talent, they were enough to beco legends.

Each one was the most precious resource in Lind’s eyes, and he was usually reluctant to send them to the battlefield.

“We are under invasion. You all co from different continents, but you must share the sa feeling.” Lind pointed above his head, “Because the Ring of Magic shattered, the world is like a broken eggshell, many things want to get in, so we need to strengthen ourselves.”

He looked at the student who had asked the question earlier, “As for what you can do for , that depends on what you are good at. No one can live without food, war needs magic potions, and there are various new types of magic research. Of course, we have always lacked military combat talent. I believe you will find your own value among these.”

The crowd beca lively. Although Lind’s answer wasn’t impassioned, his acknowledgnt that everyone could have their own value was inspiring enough. After all, he was a legendary figure that appeared in books, transcending the historical records of each continent, a true cross-continental lord.

Among his powerful warriors were top-tier fighters, deities, and even kings.

“Can I lead your horse, serve as your squire knight?” a burly blond boy asked.

“You reminded ,” Lind said, “It’s strange for a knight like to not have a squire knight by his side. I am often alone. However, you might not be able to handle my mount.”

Soone imdiately responded, “It’s the Sin Dragon Castle!”

“Soone riding a moving castle out the door, isn’t that strange?” Lind laughed.

However, everyone present was only filled with awe and admiration.

It’s a dragon, after all.

The Sin Dragon Castle also served as a very important council chamber, often stationed at Sky Star Magic School.

Its existence represented Armand.

“Work hard,” Lind said, “I do need knights, but not just one, many of them.”

The eyes of all the aspiring knights burned with determination, each filled with fighting spirit.

“When can we go to the battlefield,” a clear voice caught Lind’s attention.

“The battlefield?”

Lind looked at the young girl, not very tall but with long legs, looking quite cute with her short, practical haircut.

“Miss Mina,” he glanced at the identity tag on her chest, “why do you want to go to the battlefield?”

“I yearn for the battlefield. I hope to win battles for you.”

“I can feel the passion in your heart.”

When he nurtured these kids, he never thought of sending them into the actual battlefield. Although it seed a bit like keeping them in captivity, as the first batch of top-tier talents he selected and nurtured, they could assu teaching roles or participate in various research projects.

Talents were always a scarce resource. Lind preferred to use deities and undead to bear the brunt.

But he also understood that if there was indeed a genius with an exceptional talent for war, they should not be chained down. True powerhouses erged from the throes of combat.

“If you can pass my test, I will let you go to the battlefield,” Lind said, “Want to try?”

“Now?” Mina was taken aback.

“Do you need more preparation?”

“No, let’s do it now!”

A sudden test, Lind had been a lord for a long ti, far from when he first ca here. He had long since mastered various tactics, using them multiple tis in the battlefield.

In tactical verification, there was no significant issue. Mina’s reaction was excellent, but true quality could only be seen on the battlefield. Theorizing was not enough evidence, just proof she wasn’t making things up.

Moreover, the most important thing was actual combat.

The training ground was cleared to make a vacant area.

“I am not very good at magic.” Lind raised his right hand and lifted his index finger. A fireball quickly ford and spun between his fingers.

“Let’s start.”

Mina watched the fireball nervously.

Whoosh—

The fireball brushed past her cheek, easily piercing the ground, leaving a small pit that was still burning with flas.

Is this not good at magic?

Everyone present was stunned. No need for a spell; he could cast it with a flick of his hand, fast and powerful. Even if a third-ring expert stood there, they would be killed with one move.

Mina swiftly ran, one hand grabbing a short bow, the other holding a magic wand. Magic attached to the bowstring, as her fingers quickly plucked, magic arrows rapidly shot out.

“An interesting magic,” Lind praised without hesitation, while casually dispersing the incoming magic arrows with a wave of his hand.

Unlike Lind, who had complete control over energy, manipulating and utilizing magic took Mina a lot of effort.

All attacks were easily handled, but Mina did not panic. It was as if she returned to the Eastern Continent, hiding behind a tree with utmost patience, waiting for an opportunity.

“You’re not attacking? Then I’ll make a move.”

Lind spread his right hand, palm up, and raised his index and middle fingers in a V shape.

Cold air erged from his hand, condensing moisture in the air into arrows, and as his thumb lightly arched inward, a magic bowstring appeared at his fingertips, drawn into a full moon by his thumb.

His thumb released.