(Add more for the 'Little Empty Water to Drink' brother [2/5])

"Shall we beat up that archer? She actually dared to bully Adele! That was the only friend I've had since I was a kid. ”

After Murphy and Adele return to the Crimson Keep, they meet Fimis in the Vulture Corridor, and the eldest lady is quite upset to see the depressed Adele, and even takes the initiative to make a rather unladylike suggestion.

It was glanced at by Murphy.

"Hey, I said your personality changed a little quickly, Miss, you wouldn't have said such things before."

The vampire lord said in a subtle tone:

"I know I've enlightened you before, but I'm not sure if this change has anything to do with what I'm talking about, and I don't know if it's good or bad."

"It's nothing to do with you!"

Philimis snorted and said:

"It's just that Lord Pa Ying talked to me, and he told me that he knew everything about what I wanted to hide, and he didn't care. Or rather, after the death of Sallokdar, the sinful descendants have died out with an eternal silence until no one cares about it.

The Lord said that I represent a beautiful choice that may exist in the future.

He told me to start my life all over again and let my future blossom with the impetus of fate.

You know, when your biggest fear dissipates, your mood will always be relaxed, and of course I admit that your persuasion is effective.

If you think of your life as a game for fun, then trying a new way of life is a must.

So, Murphy"

The eldest lady grasped the blade whip at her waist and whispered:

"Let's go beat her up and vent for my friend."

"It's not impossible."

Murphy was a little moved.

Of course, in addition to appeasing his own heirs and venting his anger for her, Murphy also wanted to see with his own eyes the combat effectiveness of the official members of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, which were rumored to be miraculous to the outside world.

But before the two counts could set off for personal vendettas, and before they could even find a sack that could trap the knight of the silver bow, they were forcefully suppressed by the sudden appearance of the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture.

"It's useless, don't make trouble."

Tracy's voice rang out from the shadows.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture held a glass of blood-red wine with ice cubes, brushed his hair like a mature and charming witch, and took a sip of wine as if he were admiring herself, and then explained in a lazy tone:

"All the descendants of Cappadocia are like that, without exception, not even Lord Pa Ying but it was not of their own free will! You have to understand that a normal person would not say such hurtful things casually.

Reinia isn't a fool either, and she knows the consequences of angering us on our turf.

But she just couldn't control it.

She's the 'Proud Descendant,' so savor it.

The elves were notoriously arrogant, and now they had the blessing of the ancient arrogant blood from Lord Pa Ying, making it difficult for them to hide their contempt and rudeness towards others, and in terms of annoyance, the Blood Knights would have won the crown if it weren't for the unruly and crazy wolf thugs.

They are always unable to keep their mouths shut, and this is already the most unobnoxious shortcoming of their long midnight life.

I mean, if you're going to work with the Blood Knights in the future, you'll have to learn to put up with their arrogance. ”

"Is there anything else you say?"

Murphy frowned and said:

"No, Lord Paliano wouldn't be so domineering."

"Oh?"

Tracey blinked, and asked in a long voice:

"That neurotic Parano has been on our turf for two days and two nights, and I ask you, have you ever seen him speak to anyone other than you and me and old Finok? That neurotic arrogance has broken through the sky, Murphy.

You don't notice it, it's just because you're a beautiful thing in his eyes, and if you try to be ugly, any behavior from that guy will make you want to smoke him.

Alas, you two are still too young and have too superficial understanding of our race.

Cappadocia is always arrogant and rude, just as Lesembra is always immersed in never-ending desires, just as Torreze is always trying to destroy the precious things in the hands of others, just as Giovanni is always unable to suppress the desire to plunder all the good things in the world.

And Gangero's irascible and aggressive temperance is as intimidating as Nosferatu's never-ending rage, which is the most poisonous thing in the world and is intimidating.

Compared to our superficial original sin, the most mysterious and mysterious McCavian hides in the dark and tries to manipulate everything, and the pathological desire to control everything is even more unacceptable.

But you have to understand!

This is the Bloodline!

This is the norm for vampires in the murky lives of midnight!

If you're not going to befriend a flawed vampire, you'll soon be left alone under midnight. ”

"Tsk, but I feel like I'm fine."

Murphy rubbed his chin and said:

"My life is so disciplined that I don't have a unique pursuit of a certain desire. Except, of course, a certain beauty who has already lived in my heart. ”

This boastful statement made Tracey roll her eyes, and she said:

"Remove your desire for domination and manipulation of your warriors from your mind, anyway, I mean, don't be hostile to Reynia, she's here to be part of the answer, so don't try to make her a problem.

And her eldest, the Third Lord, Yvette, was quite a troublesome fellow, and compared to her crazy hobbies, Paliano's neurotic was kind to people.

In our current situation, it's better not to provoke them.

And now that Phimes has returned, the first exploration of the Sico County that you mentioned earlier may be on the agenda.

Phimis, you've seen Old Count Sico before, haven't you? ”

"Well, my father and I. Met him, more than once. ”

Philimis replied:

"Count Sico was a brave and powerful hill leader and hussar lord, and one of the commanders of the military domain of the Portian Confederacy. Sadly, he died two years ago in the Pioneer Legion's invasion of Sico, and I commanded the Midnight Hunters to support them, but I was unable to rescue him and his family before the city was breached.

The city of Sico is in ruins.

It's still shrouded in a plague of psionic energy used by the Pioneer Corps, and no one knows what's hidden in the ruins, and it's conservative that the plague ghouls and even worse plague skeletons that dot the ruins are just the slightest trouble we have to face. ”

"You're the one we know the most over there, so with Murphy looking to control all of Translasia, you should do a little bit of duty for your governor and your family."

Tracey took a sip of wine and commanded:

"It's up to you to take the new members of the current Blood Vulture Clan to the Earldom of Sico and move any of the people you can still find there into the Earldom of Cadman. By the way, look for the last hussars, Murphy wants to make contact with them.

Under the threat of the Black Plague, it is also necessary to return those powerful shock cavalry to the establishment.

Also, I can sense that there are still some Blood Vulture traitors hiding in the north of Transnesia. ”

"I've got new news about those traitors, and you'll be interested."

Murphy handed the scroll of information about Mary's hapless group of misfortunes about the suspicion that "Lady Cecilia" was presiding over the Blood Vulture Rebellion, and the latter took it in her hand and looked at it, and her expression turned indifferent.

Without hesitation, she said:

"Then leave it to me, I won't disappoint the Grand Duke, but I ask Adele to assist me."

"No problem, Mary's new recruits will also be handed over to you to command, and they will be trained to let them know what kind of traits it takes to become a member of the new Blood Vulture, but my warriors will not be able to accompany you this time."

Murphy Says:

"They're about to take over all the gnolls in the entire Cadman Earl's realm, and this is just the beginning, and their goal is to wipe out all the gnolls in the land before winter comes."

"Well, that's a lot of work."

Philemis sighed and said:

"With the destruction of Cadman City, there are probably far more gnolls roaming the land than humans, not to mention the large number of kobold followers."

"yes, it's a lot of pressure, it's a lot of work, but the good thing is that they have enough potential to do it. Don't talk about that, come on, there's someone I want to introduce to you. ”

Murphy patted Fiemis on the shoulder and said goodbye to Tracy, before leading him to the back of the Vulture Corridor, where he met Count André, who was sitting in the corner, cooking tea, and his servant Vesta, who was standing beside him.

"The Thorn Clan?"

Phimes was surprised and said:

"How can we have a North here?"

"Well, that's a long story."

Murphy shook his head and said:

"If you ask him yourself, the reality is that Count Baishan and his faction will stay with us until the end of the Black Plague, and I have decided to find something for him to do, so he will be your lieutenant on this trip.

The affairs of the Under Armour Hills can also be entrusted to him, and the former royal is gifted in this area, do you have any questions about that? ”

"No, this guy looks quite melancholy, and his taciturn style goes well with my style."

Fiimis responded:

"And the Thorn Clan's silent stealth and precision assassination in the dark of night will also be very helpful in this operation, but do you really trust him?"

"If I don't do my job well during this time, I will be replaced by the Earl of White Mountain as the governor of Transnesia."

Murphy blinked his eyes, showed a subtle smile, and said:

"Of course, I trust him, immensely, just as I trust all my midnight brethren, no more, no less."

Philemis easily savored another layer of meaning in Murphy's words, and she nodded and said:

"Then leave it to me, if necessary, he will unfortunately 'suffer an accident'."

"Oh, you've really grown a lot on this trip."

Murphy couldn't help but sigh:

"In the past, I would have had to explain the meaning of my words to you, but now you are a lady who can reassure people and give her companions a sense of security, how good! The resurgence of the Blood Vulture Clan does not seem to be too far away.

But before you head north, I have a small request, can you teach me how to use the Blade Whip?

There's something magical about this thing.

When holding it, I always have an irrepressible aggression.

Is this normal? ”

"It means that it likes you, just as the fearful thing in the hands of a slave owner always likes to taste blood."

Philimis smiled very happily, and said half-implicitly but meaningfully like a real vampire:

"A good man can't use a whip well, after all, this weapon has never symbolized anything good since its inception, Lord Murphy, you are a natural midnight bad."

"But you're a whip expert, so we're all talking to each other."

——

The eldest lady has changed a lot.

She wants to start her life again, so that she seems to be starting to metamorphose from the bottom of her heart and break away from the original stereotyped family dogma-centered life, no longer a marionette can always give the soul true freedom, and Murphy is happy to see such a change.

Essentially, he doesn't really like to make friends with dull guys.

After taking a moment to learn the art of the blade whip and obtaining a copy of the Compendium of Alien Weapons written by Sarlockdahl herself, Murphy walked out of the Vulture Corridor with the snake-like blade whip that had been cut open and healing his neck and cheeks.

The vampire couldn't help but sigh in his heart at midnight, the whip seemed to be given a soul in the hands of Phimis.

Fierce and vicious, like a snake that loves blood.

Hmm, a Blood Clan girl with a whip, cool!

The little players will probably be even more crazy about the transformation of the three no-rich loli in the future.

Murphy spread his blood wings and lifted lightly into the air, and began his tour of the territory tonight, not in the old city or the forward camp that was about to begin to be rebuilt, but instead he left the confines of the Blood Vulture Corridor and flew towards the night sky to the north.

He was going to visit the Barony of Lim.

I wanted to see for myself the areas that I had ordered to be chosen as collective farms, which would be the new dwellings of the people who had been relocated from the surrounding areas.

To Murphy's surprise, however, he sensed a familiar sensation floating in his mind halfway through, and folded his wings and landed on the hills below, landing beside a chaotic gnolla lair with the crow-like hiss of the blood-eating vulture Revno.

He looked ahead.

The "monster" under his command is leading his three heirs, who are as silent as him, like a tiger into a flock, wantonly killing in the lair of the large gnolls and bandits in front of him.

In the past, in Translasia, vampires would kill like this only for food or revenge.

However, the vampires of the Vulture Clan have a lot of stinks, and they are known as traditional in that they never suck blood food other than humans, and of course, the fat rats raised in Trassy's manor do not count, because Tracy is not a typical Lesenbra vampire.

Therefore, it can be judged that Maxim's midnight hunt with his heirs can only be for more realistic reasons.

Murphy didn't bother Maxim's battle, just closed his eyes and switched to the perspective of Refno, who was flying quickly past the Barony of Lim in the middle of the night.

Through the rapid flight and reconnaissance of the blood-eating vulture, Murphy was surprised to find that there were no traces of any large gnolls in the entire range of the five villages contained in the Barony of Lim, but a few days ago, it was still full of large and small camps of jackal bandits, just like the rest of Transnesia.

This only shows that Maxim has begun to fulfill his duties as a baron without Murphy's knowledge, but unfortunately this is not what Murphy wants to see.

A few minutes later, with a murderous Maxim approaching Murphy, he said:

"My lord, are you here to inspect the sites of those farms? I have instructed Berkeley, the head of Lim Village, to clear the vicinity of the farm with his villagers. A lot of trees were also cut down, and as soon as the people arrived, they could start building. ”

"I don't doubt your ability to execute, but do you know that as a baron, you're supposed to be in control rather than running to strangle these inconsequential gnolls, right?"

Murphy sighed and said:

"If you kill them all, where will my warriors go to find their mission? You know, Miriam releases daily quests for the Warriors to bring back 10 pairs of Gnoll Claws. ”

"They can go further afield."

Maxim put the blade of Jade back into the scabbard, and said rather indifferently:

"Translancia is full of gnolls, I can't kill them all, I just feel nowhere to vent my energy and fighting spirit at night, and the fight club is about to open, there is always a need for some elite monsters to fill the scene, as you said, the warriors want to get a good challenge."

In the darkness of the night behind him, three black iron vampire heirs were chaining four or five elite gnolls and kobolds who had been beaten to death to leave the corpse-strewn lair.

All right.

This reason was indeed something that Murphy did not expect.

In addition to being Baron Lim and the commander of the Kadman People's Army, Maxim is also the operator of the Fight Club.

Dangerous elite monsters will not automatically spawn in the gladiatorial arena, and can only be captured by Maxim, the "big boss", with his heirs.

Sure enough, behind every successful gameplay is the NPCs carrying the weight.

Tsk, it's pretty miserable to be honest.

"Isn't it time for the Fight Club to form a slave trapping team?"

Murphy asked, and Maxim replied:

"Actually, I have a better idea, master, you say, if I give your warriors the task of capturing elite monsters alive, and then throw the monsters they captured into the gladiatorial arena as their enemies, and then let them spend money to buy tickets to challenge the monsters they have captured

Uh, that sounds a little weird.

But I think it's doable, and as long as I can pay the Warriors enough, they're willing to do it. And judging from the last time I placed a bet at Fight Club, I only need to pay a little gold or weapon armor to get a big return. ”

"Well, yes, this change of mindset proves that you are indeed growing, and that's exactly what I want to see."

Murphy nodded in satisfaction, but then he said:

"But once the collective farms have been established, you probably have not been so leisurely, I mean, you have to perform the administrative functions of a lord."

"But I'm planning to appoint my knights."

Maxim followed Murphy and spread his wings and took off, and he said as a matter of course:

"I'm about to appoint five knights, and I think they'll be able to take my place in the stewardship, and I'm probably better suited to remain a warrior than a ruler. Just like the head wolf under the command of the wolf king, always be alert, always fierce, and always hungry.

You need my strength far more than my people need my wisdom.

After all, I don't excel at wisdom. ”

"It's up to you."

Murphy didn't bother to correct Maxim's concept of stealing, and it seemed that the monster was really not interested in management and power, so he changed the subject and said:

"The Knights of the Blood Alliance have arrived at the Crimson Keep, but their leader has spoken disrespectfully to your companion Adele, alas, you know, there are some things that I and Fiimis can't do because of our identity."

"Understood, my master."

A wistful smile appeared under Maxim's helmet, and he whispered:

"Your war dogs are willing to share your worries."

"But it's a mighty silver-tier archer, and you'll probably have to lose many times before you can taste the wine of victory."

"Well, wouldn't that be better? Items that are easy to obtain are not worth collecting, and you see, I've been infected by your champions' pickiness about rewards. But as you say, that's not a bad thing. ”

(End of chapter)