118. Why did you give me yellow clothes? You're hurting me! 【58/60】
Maxim has always been very mobile, especially after receiving Murphy's relevant instructions, this loyal servant will always complete his master's orders as quickly as possible.
It's the same this time.
Although Murphy had only had Lady Adele inform Maxim the night before that he would lead the Cadman Self-Salvation Army into the collapsed Vulture Corridor to excavate the buried vault, at dusk the next day, a heavily armed soldier came running to report to Murphy on the progress of the project.
They've dug up a corner of the vault.
This surprised Murphy, is the project progressing so fast?
In his memory, the collapse of the entire Hall of the Holy Blood had triggered the entire collapse of the buildings deep in the cloister, and it stands to reason that the location where the vault was buried was not so easy to clear in the middle, and Murphy's expectation was that it would be victorious if it saw the light of day again in three days.
However, after personally going down to the collapsed Blood Vulture Corridor to check, Murphy discovered the clue.
The damage to the Vulture Corridor was not as devastating as he had imagined.
In particular, although the area leading to the middle of the cloister was suppressed by the collapsed cloister dome, in fact, the underground cave that was the original area of the Blood Vulture Cloister was still very stable except for the large cave patio that had collapsed and had been blasted out by the spiritual energy of the Holy Blood Pool.
Maxim and his soldiers easily re-entered the Vulture Corridor through the same cave passage that Murphy and the old knight Finok had taken before.
As for the discovery of the secret treasure trove, it is even simpler.
In order to protect the wealth and treasure of the Vulture Clan, the vampires spent four hundred years in a frenzy of creating a pure gold shell for the outer layer of the vault with a large amount of iron, and it was this sturdy thing that protected everything in the vault from the collapse of the cloister.
It was flipped all over and pressed into the ruins in an eerie pose, but the whole thing was intact.
"My lord! Fortunately, it is not disgraceful! The vault has been excavated, and our men have found an arsenal of the Patriarch's personal guards and a huge arsenal of weapons containing a lot of Blood Servant equipment under the cloister. It's being cleaned up and it may take a few days to be reopened.
But you don't have to worry about the next armaments. ”
Maxim, who was still hanging his arm in bandages, saluted Murphy with his left hand.
Behind him was the found vault, its psionic door hanging diagonally upwards, and Murphy nodded, reaching out and taking out Scrooge's vault seal and stamping it on the door, and with a crisp click, the vault door opened outward.
"Come in."
Murphy said to his loyal servant.
The two of them walked into it, and what greeted them was complete splendor.
The half-filled gold nuggets were scattered in the violent shaking of the rectangular shape, and the gold coins of Portia that were packed in the box were sprinkled like a waterfall, as well as various precious treasures and works of art that were collected by the family.
Like the legendary super treasure that has undergone the changes of time and washed, it is simply a realistic copy of the dragon's treasure, even with this money, it is completely enough to buy the entire land of Translasia.
So these vampires are hamsters, right?
How the hell did they manage to save such a large sum of money in 400 years?
Such a terrifying wealth in front of him made Maxim's breathing pause at this moment, but he quickly came to his senses, these are treasures that belong to Lord Murphy, and no one else can touch them!
"If the accumulation of the Blood Vulture Clan in 400 miles is just this money, I will definitely be very, very disappointed."
Murphy's even simple wealth was no longer worth mentioning his current status, so he didn't have much of a different feeling at this time, and while stepping on the gold coins in front of him like a pile of sand with his boots, he bent down and reached out to find a few small psionic boxes from the pile of gold coins.
It's not that he's so innocent that he can ignore the temptation of wealth, it's just that now Murphy, as a lord, has to think deeper.
The Decade War had devastated the already underdeveloped agriculture of Translasia, and the city of Cadman, which had been rationed at the end of the war, was essentially suffering from a double crisis of economy and food.
It's really eye-catching to have so much money piled up at the moment, but the thought of having to prepare food and resources that will never be enough for the rest of the territory makes Murphy's head go vibly.
Best of all, it's already October, and the cooler temperatures mean autumn has arrived.
And the merciless winter followed!
Murphy's most vivid memory is the image of himself being carried back to the courtyard by Tracy when he was sleepy and hungry on a snowy night in Cadman City, which means that the winter in Translancia can snow and freeze to death.
And the upcoming prisoners of war and outcasts!
Manpower is precious, but if you just bring it back, whether you live or die, it will be too much.
He set himself a goal of having at least 2,000 players in six months, and based on the 1% feedback of the territory, that means that the area under his command must have at least 200,000 people, so many people are not enough to meet the long-term food needs of some gold.
So, these golden things are nothing in Murphy's eyes! In times of extreme hunger, a piece of gold is not even as good as a loaf of bread, and Murphy already knows what will happen if the price of a loaf of bread rises to 500,000 marks.
If Murphy can't get food and supplies before he freezes to death, then his territory, let alone hold out in the outbreak of the Black Plague, is afraid that he will be overthrown by the hungry and cold people before the Jackals come to demolish the house.
Just thinking about these things gives him a headache.
Fortunately, he has all-powerful little players, and he, the lord and NPC, must learn to trust the players' wisdom in this regard, because if he doesn't believe it, his territory is really hopeless.
"Smack"
Murphy opened the small psionic chests, revealing delicate scarlet rings with the insignia of the Vulture Clan on them, but no specific names in the rings.
These rings are "proof of identity" for the full members of the Blood Vulture Clan, and each family has something similar, and is said to be made by the Mystic Blood Clan, one of the seven major clans of vampires, and issued every three hundred years for the expansion of the family.
Only those who wear the Vulture Ring will be recognized as official family members.
What?
Why didn't Murphy before, you ask?
With his previous identity and status, he had to have his own seal ring to see the hell.
Trith's Elder Rings were all recovered more than a hundred years ago, and as a descendant of Trith's bloodline, Murphy was theoretically only a fringe member of the family, the kind that was not counted as an official member of the Blood Vulture Clan.
There are actually not many vampires like him, because the secret blood clan has a limited number of blood imprints for each family every three hundred years, which is obviously a way to control the number of vampire groups to avoid large-scale conflicts with other races.
But each family has a large number of "black households" like Murphy in private, and the ancient rules related to the "Escape Code" have long since disappeared in name only.
Murphy had nearly 300 rings in the box in front of him.
He took one out of it and put it in front of his eyes to look closely, the ring made of psionic Mithril could be fine-tuned to the size of his finger, and the delicate interface was inlaid with a blood crystal, and he looked closely at the insignia of a winged blood vulture reflected in the crystal.
It looks mysterious.
This is the representative of the transcendent race in the world, and it is also the precipitation of a civilization that has been inherited for thousands of years.
However, the Blood Vulture Clan is gone.
Salokdal sacrificed more than 10,000 elite people to the subspace to create a god-like monster, and more than 10,000 were swept into the astral plane along with the 150,000 people of the entire Cadman City in the reality tear.
Less than a tenth of the survivors who survive have reclaimed into the shadows, and will not risk poking their heads out until they are safe and have been summoned.
Murphy had no intention of recruiting the hiding.
He even hoped that those guys would never jump up and cause trouble for him again, and perhaps he should "talk" with the witch hunters about the commission and reward for the matter.
Murphy's eyes narrowed, then he pouted, and threw the ring in his hand to Maxim behind him.
The loyal servant took it in his hand with some emotion.
In the past, he didn't dare to expect this thing at all, but now looking at the ring in Murphy's master's hand, Maxim suddenly felt unreal. It wasn't until this moment that he finally confirmed that his great Murphy master had mastered the power of a family!
And it took him less than a month to do it!
"Master Murphy, next."
Maxim grabbed the ring in his hand, and he couldn't help but ask:
"I mean, you're going to be crowned Grand Duke of the Vulture?"
"Huh? Why do you have this strange idea? ”
Murphy, who was pulling out several luxurious vampire swords from the pile of gold coins, looked back at Maxim in surprise, he was playing with at least the high-level psionic weapons of the Seiko Commander level in his hand, and there was also a psionic scepter whose craftsmanship was exaggerated to the Seiko [Only] Domination level.
This is already the highest-grade weapon that can appear in the mortal world under the miracle creation, and it is an absolute divine weapon that is above the continent, although it is not included in the legend, but it is only one step away.
Unfortunately, these things have exaggerated demand limits.
Even the current Murphy can't use it, let alone his own players, they should all be spare weapons for the absolute core members of the family, or even for Sarokdal to keep for himself.
Murphy threw these unique magic weapons with yellow letters into the psionic bag, and said casually:
"It's not my turn to be in that position, Miss Phimis is still there, and the fact that Lord Pa Ying summoned her to inquire about the situation has actually hinted at that Lord's consideration of the inheritance of the Blood Vulture family."
"As long as she's dead, there's no problem!"
Maxim said coldly:
"You don't even need to do it yourself, the hands of the noble can't be stained with such blood, Adele and I will take care of all this, as long as you nod."
Murphy didn't answer.
Once again, he felt Maxim's loyalty.
It's loyal, but it's somewhat out of place.
"Come and help me collect the weapons and armor here, as well as the rare psionic trinkets, which you can keep for yourself and use when you become stronger, or give them to the warriors as a reward later.
As for their reward this time, they will take some from the arsenal of the patriarch's personal guard that they just discovered, and they will have to make a statistic and report it to me. ”
Murphy dropped a few of the same high-level equipment from the gold pile, and Maxim pulled out a psionic bag and packed them up.
The master and servant rummaged through the luxurious place, and after a few minutes of silence, Murphy spoke:
"Maybe this will disappoint you a little, but Mark, I don't intend to be the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture."
"Why?"
Picking up a golden lion spear and "salvaging" various equipment in the "Sea of Gold Coins", Maxim said in surprise:
"You deserve it all, you were the one who took us back to the realm when Salekdar poisoned Transasia, and you saved the survivors! It was you who brought about the fall and atonement of Sallokdal.
You've saved the land!
More than once!
This land owes you gratitude and loyalty. ”
"But if I become the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture, it means that I have chosen my side."
Murphy sighed, and sat down at the top of the "hill" where gold coins and bars were stacked, and while he was boredly plucking the coins and listening to their crisp and pleasant sound, he said:
"Yes, I can indeed control the entire family after becoming the Grand Duke, and ask the hidden members of the Blood Vulture to serve me, but if I get this, I will definitely lose others.
Mark, you have to learn to look at things at a higher level.
Those who survived.
They have been oppressed and ruled by vampires for 400 years, and although they obey does not mean that they have no resentment, they now respect me and obey me not because I am a vampire and am their master, but because I can protect them and lead them.
However, the prestige of leadership that I had so hard built up would be lost the moment I became Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan.
In their eyes, I will be another face for centuries of suffering in this land, and their respect for me will quickly turn into fear, and they will inherit the resentment that has accumulated before.
I've gotten so much resentment, and all I can get is a bunch of cunning vampires who are not loyal and have already been battered.
It's a deal.
If it were you, would you make such a decision? ”
Maxim stopped what he was doing, he frowned and thought about the question at hand from Murphy's point of view, and soon he realized that it seemed.
It seems like
It's a bit of a bad deal.
If Lord Murphy took over a heyday Blood Vulture Clan, with more than 30,000 or nearly 40,000 vampires under his command, it would be worth fighting, but at the moment, this family that has already existed in name only is really not worth it.
"What is the essence of domination, I don't have an idea yet."
Murphy grabbed a handful of gold coins and placed them in his hand, letting them slip from his fingers.
He said to his faithful servant,
"But I can be at least sure that a ruler cannot be an enemy of the people! Fear may be an effective means of domination, but meaningless hatred does not need to be tainted into one's own hands.
Becoming a patriarch and archduke I can only rule over vampires.
But if I am a lord, if I am the governor of all of Transnesia, then even the new Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan can only bow down in front of me and obey orders!
Vampires are just one of all the races that inhabit the land of Translasia. ”
Maxim's eyes widened.
He immediately understood what Murphy's master meant, it wasn't that Murphy didn't want the title of Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture, but that the adults didn't look down on the throne of the leader of a vampire clan at all.
That doesn't add glory to him, it only restricts the spread of his majesty.
"Your ambition is as unfathomable as your wisdom, my lord."
The faithful servant bowed his head in convincing convincing and said,
"It's stupid, I think it's too simple. But my lord, even if you don't look down on this throne, you can't just throw it to Lady Femis, I don't have any opinion about her personally, but her character
At least in my opinion, it is not suitable to be a leader.
As you say, you will rule over all life in the entire land of Translasia, and the vampires are also one of your subjects, so the Vulture Clan deserves to be held in your hands.
I think it's better to let Adele inherit it."
"Her status is too low, Lord Pa Ying will not agree, and we now have to rely on the majesty of that Lord to protect ourselves."
Murphy rubbed his chin.
With a subtle smile, he said to Maxim:
"Have you forgotten someone?
A man who, like Phimis, can also call Salokdal an 'elder' and a 'father', a man with whom I am close and whom I am sure will never harm us, a man of great wisdom and connections, and who has some past.
It was a man who had just saved us in the midst of a crisis of destruction.
It was a man who had been in my heart from the very beginning to become the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture. ”
“!”
Maxim's eyes widened, and he lost his voice:
"You mean, Lady Trissy."
"That's right!"
Murphy laughed, reached out and patted Maxim on the shoulder, and said:
"I will not become the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture, but my lord will sit firmly on that throne and be the most sustaining force in the land of Transencia under my rule. She has suffered so much in the last hundred years, and this is what Salokdal and the entire Blood Vulture Clan owe her!
Lord Pa Ying's side would not refuse such an ancient inheritance.
By all accounts, Tracey is much more suitable than Femis. ”
"What a perfect decision!"
Maxim also perked up, saying:
"Then we must complete this coronation as soon as possible, and complete the replacement of the new Grand Duke before Lady Phimis is brought to Lord Pa Ying."
"What are you doing with that? Formalism is somewhat out of place in these difficult times. ”
Murphy shook his head nonchalantly and said:
"The entire Vulture Clan is still in this place, and there are only two or three of us kittens, and I have already said hello to Miriam and Adele.
They were coming this way with Miss Femis. You go and invite Trith personally, and tell her that I have found something important in the cloister, and invite the knight lord of Paliano and his three squires to come along.
They are to be spectators and witness to the scene today. ”
After speaking, Murphy reached out and grabbed it lightly in the pile of gold coins next to him, and a lady-style vampire crown fell into his hand, he reached out and patted off the remaining gold coins on the crown, and said to Maxim:
"Be prepared yourself! The day after tomorrow, I will give you my first hug here after the celebration of victory. Fiery loyalty must be rewarded with supreme praise, and there's no doubt that you deserve it, Mark. ”
(End of chapter)