Chapter 245 244 Transylvanian “The Great Movie”

Chapter 245 244. Transylvania “The Great Movie”

Murphy and his current territory’s army commander Maxim together to formulate the next step in the deployment of the extermination of the jackals, he previously got the blood league knights of the reserve knights to participate in the war, but in his and Maxim’s calculations these forces are obviously still far from enough to fight with the jackals head on.

Therefore they could only choose to finish off Warlord Kenport with a surprise attack.

Currently the top-end forces of Scarlet Fortress had been gathered, however, Murphy still needed some elite troops that could shoulder the main responsibility in the following sneak attack war.

The 500 recruits from the first phase of the Kadman People’s Army under Maxim’s command were still in training right now, and Murphy planned to give them another ten days to complete their formal preparations.

And besides these professional soldiers, there was another important force under his command that could not be ignored.

Witch Hunters!
To be precise, the Adventurer’s Guild.

President Natalie, who had recently been busy selecting young talents to join the Adventurer’s Guild and setting up the framework of the new organization, had already guessed the next task they would be tasked with when she received Murphy’s summons.

Therefore, upon seeing Murphy slinking along the ruined wall roots that the Shadow of the Star Realm made up for and coming to the camp, Natalie handed in a form that had just been completed with statistics.

Murphy took it in his hand and glanced at it, then raised an eyebrow.

“600 people is so many? When you fought the Tower of the Ring before, you could only deploy 500 people ah.”

He said doubtfully:
“I know that you guys want to show your sense of responsibility towards Transylvania as a way to better integrate into this place that you’ve already called a ‘holy land’. But considering that there are only about 1,000 of you in total right now, wouldn’t it be a bit too much for such a large-scale labor force?
I don’t want to see the witch hunters who have affiliated with me being forced by me to revolt again.”

“You’re thinking a little too badly, Lord Murphy, we witch hunters are all soldiers.”

Natalie, who had been nicknamed “Black-hearted Witch Hunter Lady” by the players because of the ruthless price of selling the Arithmetic Pearl Plugin, explained:

“It’s certainly not possible for the old and sickly among us to deal with Psychic Knights and Psychic Masters, but if the opponents are only such goods as Jackals, then even those teenage recruits in the Moorland Village at this time won’t be afraid.

In fact, in the system of the old religion, a reserve witch hunter is most often faced with the scourge of the jackals and dog-headed people across the continent, and they are also occasionally responsible for dealing with the coast of the waves of fish people and hidden in the shadows of the goatman evil sorcerer such as the more difficult to deal with the guy.

My people certainly can’t lead a charge, and that’s not how we fight.

But if it’s just scouting and hunting, then we’re definitely fine.

The scourge of jackals in this great land is indeed quite serious, and if getting rid of them will allow my people to enjoy a peaceful life and prepare for the coming of the Black Plague, then we will definitely not be soft!
What’s more is that even if you take pity on us now and refuse to let us engage in battle, we still can’t avoid the fate we must bear once the Black Plague actually takes shape, so it might as well be better to prepare for battle from now on.”

“Well, it does make some sense as well, I’m feeling more and more now that introducing you guys to Transylvania was a genius idea, almost as martial and fearless as the Spartans of Transylvania.”

Murphy nodded and returned the list in his hand to Natalie, saying:
“Then pick three hundred men as the elite and form a fast-moving scouting party of Rangers.

The rest are assigned as instructors to the forward camps and our collective farms to help Miriam train the militia at each location, as well as the lords who have arrived at the collective farms ready to start a new life.

If things don’t go well, they may have to take up arms in defense of their homes as well.

I’ve already spoken to Miriam, and forming a militia will be one of Transylvania’s new statutes, and from now on every village will have to have a certain amount of time each year for militia training.

I intend to entrust this task to you permanently, after all, for the militia, the things they usually have to deal with are no more threatening at best than ghouls and grunts, exactly your area of expertise.”

“We have no problem with that.”

President Natalie nodded gravely.

She clearly didn’t see fighting as a burden.

None of the witch hunters who had managed to survive and follow her migration to Transylvania viewed sleeping with their weapons under their pillows as an unfamiliar experience either.

They’d had enough of the days when they couldn’t survive without fighting over the years, and didn’t mind picking up their weapons again to defend their new, hard-accepted home if they had to.

Natalie then spoke of something else.

She pointed to a few newly erected tents on the outskirts of the Adventurer’s Guild camp and said:
“Old Eugene and his disciples returned to the village of Moorland a few days ago to pick up the supplies we brought back from the Pioneering Fortress. As you instructed on the essentials earlier, several hundred sets of gauntlets and weapons dedicated to witch hunters and oak apprentices have now been organized.

You can take them back to your quartermaster now.

You’ve been getting your warriors over the past few days asking when we’re going to open the ‘Set Exchange’, and while I still can’t fathom their extreme desire for equipment, perhaps this will put an end to one of their worries.”

Natalie seemed to be remembering an amusing interaction she had with some of the smaller players who had joined the Church of Avalon, and she smiled as she introduced herself again:

“These leather armor and vestments have been specially treated by our alchemists to add to natural psychic energy, but of course you can’t expect a penniless us to make them as good as they are.

But if they’re just for novices, they’re certainly more than enough.”

“Let’s see.”

Murphy came to be interested.

He followed Natalie to the tent to open a chest first and took a Witch Hunter’s armor from it and looked at it.

Quality and craftsmanship have nothing to say, the old religion after all is also inherited more than 500 years of ancient religion, in the protective gear style has its own set of simple but self-contained system of aesthetic design.

Murphy was very satisfied.

This style that was close to nature could precisely differentiate from the gloomy scarlet style of vampires, and could also allow the current two occupational systems to achieve a clear distinction in terms of appearance.

He put the armor back into the equipment box picked up another classically styled hunting knife and played with it in his hand, saying to Natalie beside him:

“You also have your own quartermasters, so there’s no need to leave these weapons and equipment with me to exchange to them, the Blood Vulture Cloisters already have a clear system for exchanging and recycling equipment, so let your quartermasters take some time to learn from us and then you can be officially inducted.

But you’ll have to find a way to get your hands on some of the Church of Avalon’s elite equipment, as well as the high-level equipment you’ll be exchanging to them in the future.”

Murphy reminded:
“My warriors change equipment faster than you can imagine, and they also have a certain hoarding fetish and collecting addiction, so not having a complete equipment system will put you behind the Blood Vulture Clan, and even the fledgling Blood Rats Gang, on a power level.

This is extremely unfavorable to the future development of the Avalon Church.”

“This.”

Natalie was a bit depressed.

She ruffled her short hair, thought for a moment, and said:
“We didn’t have that many diagrams in our hands when we escaped, there were special church members responsible for sheltering this kind of stuff during the old religion, and there was also an underground cavern in the Glamour Sanctuary dedicated to storing all sorts of ancient gauntlet and weapon diagrams.

But we can’t go back now.

However, I think the southern sanctuary of the Church of Avalon, which once stood in the region of Cato, where textile craftsmanship is highly advanced, should still have something similar, and there’s definitely enough of it.

The Tower of the Ring’s destruction of the churches in the Cato region was also far less thorough than in other regions, and given the military situation at the time, I don’t think anyone would have traveled to the underground storerooms specifically to look for manufacturing drawings.

So if we’re lucky, we should still be able to retrieve a bit of usable stuff from that place.

It looks like I’ll have to make a trip to the Cato region myself after a while.”

She said shaking her head:

“The places where the Southern Sanctuary hides things are not generally accessible, but Sister Marianne used to be one of the witch hunters in charge of defending the Southern Sanctuary before she joined the White Oak Warriors, and she was born there, so she must know it well.”

“Look, look, I told you to make good use of the power of my warriors, but it turns out that your first reaction to trouble is still to think of doing it yourself.”

Murphy shook his head as he sighed in reminder:

“You could save those drawings as a ‘secret message’ and break up the maps and information about that southern sanctuary into several pieces for those warriors you trust the most. Or even, if you have enough leisure time, make a puzzle for them to guess.

You trust me!

If you design it well enough and cleverly enough, you won’t even need to initiate it, and those guys with boundless energy will go forth of their own accord to bring you the supplies you need.”

“But. But.”

Natalie wanted to retort.

But as she thought about it she realized that Murphy’s statement was indeed a good idea.

As the first batch of believers after the rebuilding of the Avalon Church, even the most stubborn old Eugene wouldn’t object to entrusting this kind of “ancient heritage” to them, which was the best way for believers to express their sincerity.

Moreover, as long as the warriors can find the underground storage room of the southern sanctuary, they don’t even need to prepare the headache of “quest rewards” for them.

Just let them scavenge in the empty place and they will be “self-sufficient”.

“Your warriors’ proclivities in this area are really strange, the troublesome things that others avoid, they find ways to actively seek.”

President Natalie could only eventually shake her head helplessly and say:

“I can’t imagine their mental state, but you’re right, I still need to learn from you vampires in that regard. Let it be after the Battle of the Jackals, then, and I will share this information with them as a ‘secret stash’.” “You have many more secret treasures in your hands that you can share, Natalie, and you need to make good use of that knowledge in your mind.”

Murphy continued to remind:
“For example, the 150 imitation holy blades lost by the Old Religion, what a great material, what a great blueprint for a secret stash, and now only two holy blades have been recovered, which means you still have 148 exclusive quest lines in your hand to craft and distribute.

Gee, a vampire like me is going to crave it when he sees it.

That’s a huge and valuable asset for you, you need to put that knowledge to good use.

As long as you use it well, the prosperity of the Church of Avalon is close at hand, 150 holy blades means 150 saints ah, I can’t even think of the immense power they will have when they gather together.”

“Stop stop stop! My brain is exploding from what you’re saying.”

President Natalie waved her hand and rubbed her brow, saying:
“You have too many ghost ideas, Lord Murphy, I need to think about it, after all, something like using an object of faith as a tool is a matter of self-conviction for us devout believers.”

“I thought our last conversation had cleared all that up.”

Murphy grunted, and with his hands behind his back, said:

“You are the shepherds of Avalon, expanding the flock as much as possible at this current stage is your main task, let’s leave the rest for afterward.

Be realistic, Natalie.

It won’t hurt you or your faith.

Well, get your witch hunters assembled and I’ll let you know before the official action against the Andromeda Hills begins.”

“Uh-huh.”

The president of the adventurer’s guild nodded and watched Murphy slink away up the wall.

She returned to her tent herself, taking out another pair of imitation holy blades that old Finok had left her to polish and care for in her hands as she toyed with the finely crafted slaying objects and watched her eyes reflected on the blades.

In that instant, she realized once again that she was the last of the Witch Hunters’ leaders.

As her father had once counseled, she could no longer be satisfied with just being an exceptional warrior.

“Ah, Shepherd and Flock, my God, would you like to see us so pragmatic and so realistic?”
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“Stop stop stop! That’s not the right move, you guys go back and charge again! This time show a little more bravery and exaggerate your movements a little more! Haven’t you ever seen a superhero movie? You guys do whatever the guys do in those movies.”

At noon, outside a small jackal lair at the edge of Baron Lim’s territory, a small player waved his hand and yelled at the “actors” in front of him.

He was constantly adjusting the attacking movements of these guys, and even designed a few lines for them.

It was just like making a movie.

“Isn’t that nonsense? Superheroes can be cool because they won’t be beaten by pawns, but our brothers haven’t passed the Black Iron Trial yet, and facing these jackals, we’ll have to eat a seat if we don’t get it right.

Under this kind of pressure, can we play it cool?”

The few small players who were commanded were very upset.

They had felt quite amused earlier by this guy shouting over that he was making a CG movie, but they became impatient after getting stuck several times over and over again.

One by one, they complained incessantly.

Not far away from the commanding player “medical insurance God of War, Great Sain” also had something to say.

He crossed his arms and retorted:

“This is not a very outrageous request ah, just let you act a little more normal, not so pompous, I always have to choose some seemingly powerful clip to do editing. You guys just say you want to have more brothers to play together, when we get this big movie done, hey, I’ll upload it to a certain website.

Wouldn’t that attract traffic be awesome?

Besides, we play the game always have to have a souvenir or something, and so I get it done and send it to everyone, after the old, nothing to turn out to look at the memories of youth is not more beautiful?”

“I can’t even finish watching the Neon Teachers’ movies every day, how can I have time to watch this crap of yours?”

The small player carrying the war spear grinned:
“At most, I’ll accompany you to screw around two or three more times, ah, if not, we’ll quit, today’s copy hasn’t been brushed yet, I’m just two parts short of putting together the Veteran set, and afterward I’m going to fight Fight Club to pass the Black Iron Trial.”

“Okay, okay, hurry up and finish here, let’s go brush it later, okay?”

Da Sai En had a helpless face, coaxing his four team members like children.

They are all casual players, did not join a few guilds but chose to play on their own, personality similarity so formed a fixed squad, every day to play copies to do tasks, not so much to calculate and not so much desire.

But the fun they got was no less than Brother Woo Meow and Brother Stick.

I can only say that everyone’s understanding of happiness is really different.

“That said…”

The guy who had just complained to Daisen, whose ID was “Punching the Galaxy”, returned to the charging point with his battle spear and three other brothers.

As he prepared, he spat out to the three people next to him:

“Since I entered the game this week, I haven’t even rewarded myself, my heart is completely focused on this damn game, I can’t even bring myself to think about it.

Even a few recent good reviews of the movie down do not have time to watch, every day at work in the head is thinking about how to get equipment, how to kill jackals. And the most nonsensical because every day early to bed and early to rise, the body and spirit instead of a lot better.

I now feel like my whole body is both spiritual and demonic at the same time.

Are you guys the same?”

“Huh?”

Another shorter but strong brother named “Ruthless Horse Fork Bug” responded with a bitter face:

“I’m not like you. I go to bed early and get up early, but I’ve been preparing for pregnancy. You know what I mean? Hey! My legs are getting weak.”

“Dude, you worked hard!”

The other two buddies revealed flirty expressions and flirted:
“But I think you’re in a state of bliss and don’t know the blessings, we bachelors can envy you to death.”

“Bullshit!”

Brother Sao waved his fist fiercely and scolded:
“When you guys get to this age you’ll understand, alas, even the most beautiful things are maddening when done as work. No more talking, no more talking, hurry up and finish this and go play a copy.

I have to get offline early today to go to the gym to work out, if I don’t go that card is going to expire, it’s a waste.”

“666”

“Dude I think you’re showing off, don’t expect us to save you when you get kicked by the Jackal Circle in a bit.”

“Are we done yet? Ready to start shooting!”

Not far away, Daisen adjusted his perspective as he shouted:

“This time, by the way, take care of those Jackals in front of us as well, when you’re done, charge!”

“Charge!”

Sao roared, wielding his one-handed hammer and shield, he charged out, as if he was a mad tiger as if he wanted to vent out all the depression and exhaustion from the recent period of time.

The other three brothers saw how brave he was, so they also howled and followed him out.

This momentum made Da Sai En very satisfied, and ran after him.

Just a few minutes later .
“Crap! How did an elite monster brush out of this little lair? Retreat quickly and quickly! Reorganize!”

“Reorganize the whole hair ah, you guys spread out, don’t let the small monsters lean over, although I don’t have all the equipment, but I’m giving up today, I’m going to fly up on the ground here! Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! My scorching left hand was hot, it was roaring for me to hold on to victory!

Break through the Black Iron Trial right now!

Brothers, guard my mouth and teeth!”

“Burning flasks! Don’t forget the flasks you bought earlier! Jackals have hair on their bodies, and hair is weak to fire! Get it! Brother Sao, kill it and show your manhood.”

(End of chapter)