Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start Chapter 780 - 780 Chapter 478: Reward Received [3/3]

Chapter 780 - 780 Chapter 478: Reward Received [3/3]

780 Chapter 478: Reward Received [3/3]

He was no longer the small existence that only had a dozen soldiers and had to be careful when facing a few wild wolves.

Richard felt a sense of accomplishment.

He placed the Contract Scroll into the system s.p.a.ce. The smile on his face was bright and beautiful.

“Lord Peim, we have fulfilled our promises to each other.

“Congratulations on your new life.

“This world awaits for you to change it.”

Peim laughed and looked at Windsor.

The other party gave him an equally brilliant smile.

Windsor seemed to have thought of something after the atmosphere eased up a little. She stepped forward and took out a crimson medal.

“Teacher, you’ve already recovered. This item belongs to its owner…”

Peim looked at the crimson medal and slowly shook his head after a moment of silence.

“No, Windsor, this is already yours.

“There’s no reason for you to doff the crown you’ve already worn…I can’t either.”

He shrugged and smiled.

“Right now, I have to listen to your orders.”

He looked at Windsor. She wanted to say something. But he waved his hand and interrupted her.

“There’s no need to say anything more. If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Your performance during this period is already enough to sustain this heavy responsibility.

“The future belongs to you.

“You will ultimately give rise to this responsibility.”

Windsor looked at the old teacher’s serious gaze and fell silent. She slowly nodded afterward.

“Teacher, I…I won’t let you down.”

She slowly wore the crimson medal on her chest as she spoke.

Richard watched the scene and suddenly heard a familiar notification.

[Ding~ The crimson lord has already taken over her fate. No one can stop the rise of the Crimson Moon. That will release the new expansion pack on time. Lords, please be prepared.]

[Ding~ ]

The notification rang three times.

Richard’s heart trembled as he turned to look at the elegant and graceful figure before him.

The crimson medal tied to her chest dazzled as the sun.

The crimson lord?

These words were enough to bring endless imagination. That is even at a loss for information.

Half an hour later.

Richard left the Phoenix-Tail Flower Chamber of Commerce with a grave expression.

The head of the house leaned against the window in a daze when the carriage drove to Violet Manor.

The coachman called him down, and he suddenly woke up.

The first thing he saw when he got off the carriage was Vale, the person with a cold temperament.

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