Chapter 288 287 Please! Gather a different fat goat!

Chapter 288 287.Please! Grip a Fat Sheep for a Different One

The death of Jackal Warlord Kenpot Bitebone brought the Jackal plague that had risen in the Andromeda Hills to its well-deserved downfall after a climax of house-swapping tactics.

The good news for the younger players is that the fleeing jackals have given them a chance to continue to build their personal point pools, and Baroness Miriam has issued a quirky quest to “Capture the Consumables Alive”.

Now, in addition to killing jackals, there are a few points to be gained by capturing them, and for every ten jackals you bring back as captives, you can collect 20 silver coins from the administration.

It wasn’t much, but it was completely free money, so who wouldn’t want it?

In today’s Transylvania’s Jackalmen’s essence and spine were broken, when facing the player’s pursuit, those scared Jackalmen didn’t even dare to engage in a head-on battle, and only needed to crush their temporary leader to make these dogs obediently fall to their knees and wait to be captured.

Jackals are like this, the more cowardly dog-headed people naturally needless to say, basically has reached the point of “look to the wind and flee”.

But this also spawned a bad news.

That is, they have been cleaned up once before the Kardman Count’s territory is once again filled with scattered jackals, but if you look into it carefully, it is not difficult to realize that this is not really a bad news.

Because the fleeing Jackals didn’t seem to have any intention of staying in Count Cadman’s territory, according to the players’ reconnaissance, as long as the Jackal tribes were a little bit bigger, they would flee all the way to the border of Transylvania, and even on the night when the camp in the Andromeda Hills was crushed, there were a huge number of Jackals that fled into the East Prussia.

Those jackals would eventually be exterminated by the pioneering legions of East Prussia, Marshal Loren wouldn’t spoil these barbarians, but for Murphy, the moment they crossed the border these barbarians wouldn’t be a trouble he needed to worry about.

In fact, Murphy can’t worry about these things now.

He was still sleeping in his office because of the weakness he felt after embracing little Sheridan. In a sense, “assistant Jade” wasn’t lying when she said that the administrator Alpha had gone on vacation.

In a sense, “Assistant Jade” wasn’t lying when she said that the administrator Alpha had gone on vacation.

This change led to run to his mentor to ask for skills of the small rich brother touch you poor return without success, but he is not disappointed, because he just knocked on the door when he opened the door for him is Mrs. Cui Si!
And along the gap he can also see lying in the office bed sleepy Murphy Lord, as well as Mrs. Tris slightly scattered clothes.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!
What are you two vampires doing hiding in the house in this broad daylight?
Ha, so all those little essays uploaded on the forums are true, right?

You two are really having an affair!
How exciting!
Seeing the blood gossip with his own eyes, letting you poor that tumultuous heart to get great satisfaction, he contemplated whether to send this matter to the forum to water a post.

However, just before he made this dangerous move that may make him “regret for life”, small rich brother was quickly attracted to another thing.

“Huh? Why is there an extra room here? I remember the door here was closed before.”

Little Brother Fu looked at the opened door in front of him and was instantly a bit puzzled.

Because he was Murphy’s Summoner Apprentice, he was probably one of the most diligent group of people among all the little players who ran towards the Blood Wyvern Cloister.

He was already familiar with the structure of this place.

Originally, the row of houses in the middle of the “Blood Wyvern District” and “Embassy District” were unoccupied, and everyone said that the development team and the dog planners hadn’t figured out how to use these places yet, but now that there was suddenly a house with an open door, naturally, people couldn’t help but wonder if it was a new NPC or not. The new NPCs have been painted.

Although Little Rich Brother also learned on the forums that there were new factions and career systems being released, but he was neither interested in steam engineering, nor was he a fan of charging knights, so he didn’t pay much attention to this aspect.

“HELLO? anyone?”

The desire to explore in Touch Your Poor’s heart still prevailed, and he went up and knocked on the door to ask, only to see a ball of light resonating in the dark room in the next second, followed by a short vampire girl on crutches appearing in front of Brother Fu’s eyes accompanied by the gas lamp being twisted on.

It made Kotobukiya’s eyes widen.

Woah!
Where did this new vampire come from?

It’s a runt just like little Vikramana and Missy!

And she’s got a fancy black windproof aviator glasses on her head, a clacking mechanical watch on her wrist, and a cool belt full of wrenches and pliers and other tools around her waist.

Instead of a skirt, which vampires were very fond of, there was a white striped plaid shirt on top and travel pants with work boots underneath, looking very smart and competent.

Especially those big eyes flickering looked full of curiosity. Why is the development team so in love with this kind of loli type NPC?

Could it be that the development team was mixed in with lolita-type NPCs?

Ha, what an abomination! Why aren’t there any girly-control designers?
A whole bunch of yes and no’s instantly flashed through Little Richie’s mind, and his dumbfounded look made Little Yukirun, who was cleaning up her room for herself, burst out laughing.

She remembered Murphy-sama’s instructions, so she coughed twice, activated the arithmetic jewel fixed on her wrist, and said:
“So, you are Lord Murphy’s warriors? I heard that you are mountain people from the Sax region?”

“Ah, yes! We are mountain folk! Very powerful and tough mountain people, but it’s hard to have any good communication with the outside world because of the isolation and seclusion.”

Little Richie said the players’ “background” in the game very smoothly, as they used to say when asked this question by NPCs.

But then, he saw the new NPC in front of him, who was clearly able-bodied but had to be on crutches, point at his nose and chortle:
“No! You’re lying, you’re not hillbillies!”

“Huh?”

Touch You Poor stared roundly.

“Me, my kind is the real mountain people.”

Sheridan pointed a thumb to her face, but then she realized the analogy wasn’t quite right and she shook her head vigorously:
“No, no, no, I’m not a mountain folk in the traditional sense either, my old man is, but my mom is from the Genoa Peninsula, and I inherited my mom’s petite physique and intelligence.

Anyway, you’re not hillbillies from the Sachs area, so stop lying.”

“Then who are we?”

Little Richie inquired helplessly:
“How should we answer you? That we are from another world?”

He said it in jest, but the little Earl of Sherron shook his head and corrected himself:

“You are mountain folk from the Westcoast Collar, you belong to the mixed blood of mountain folk and Calumites, so your size and appearance are closer to ordinary people.

That would also explain your strange black hair and black eyes.

You were forced to migrate to Sicor Territory during the Fourth Black Plague and have your own traditional tribe in the northern mountains, your tribe is called ‘Seris’!
The attacks of the Pathfinder Legion on the Xike Territory during the Ten Years’ War disturbed your peace, and at the request of your tribal elders, you warriors finally stepped out of the mountains and forests where you had lived for generations and joined Count Cadman’s command, to defend this land that you have come to regard as your homeland.”

“Huh?”

Touch You Poor’s head was spinning from the one-word speech of the mechanical style dressed vampire in front of him.

He scratched his hair temples to follow up, but then he realized that it seemed like the development team had borrowed this new NPC’s in front of him to rewrite the identities of where the players came from.

It was even more outrageous here, actually listing the tribe names and where they came from.

Fine!
What a fine ah.

Hmmm, I’ll post a watery post about this on the forums in a bit.

“What are you standing there for? Come and help me, I’m not too good at lifting things with my arms and legs just grown out, come and help.” Count Sherron Jr. prodded.

Growing up born in a noble house made her very skillful when giving orders, but seeing Touch You Poor still standing stupidly in place, Sherron immediately remembered Lord Murphy’s instructions, she chagrined and patted the windproof goggles on her forehead, and then activated the arithmetic treasure pearl.

“Ding.”

A soft sound made Touch You Poor lower her head:

[Guidance Quest-‘Little Earl Sherron’s Request’ has been triggered!

Mission Goal: Help Count Sheren carry heavy loads and help her organize her room in the Scarlet Fortress.

Quest Reward: Sheren’s Gift of Appreciation X1, Increase in Count Sicor’s Prestige】.

The quest trigger makes touching you poor as if an action switch has been flipped.

He rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to help the dwarf vampire move up the scattered boxes in the house, and placed some of the furnishings in special locations as she requested.

But soon, Touch You Poor realized that he seemed to have overlooked something very important.

“Wait!”

He exclaimed:
“You’re Earl Shirren? Master of the Count Seacor’s domain?”

“Yes. Are you just now responding? Lord Murphy said his warriors were brave and wise, brave I did see, but wise”

Sherron fiddled with an intricate punching machine, placing it on his desk and said in a slightly teasing manner:

“It always feels like you guys are dumb.

Oh, in addition to being the Earl of Syco, I am also the leader of the ‘Scarlet Claw’ faction of the Blood Vulture Clan, and even though it is only a fledgling faction, I have a feeling it will prosper.”

Saying so, she took out the mechanical prosthetic body she had used before and placed it on the table in preparation for repair, and the result was that this unimaginable contraption immediately attracted Touch You Poor’s full attention.

He moved over to touch the simultaneously rugged and sophisticated thing, and he could barely discern three linked miniature steam furnaces as power sources in the mechanical prosthetic, as well as a rather subtle and complex coupling and folding structure that encased an ejectable sharp blade and a firearms component within it.

Feeling as if you’ve seen something extraordinary, Touch You Poor immediately activates item identification:
Name: Sherron’s Third Hand
Quality: Seiko – [Unique] Veteran – Mechanical Creation
Special Qualities: Extremely Strong – Extremely Reinvented – High Output Components – Psychic Motion Perception – Complex Morphological Changes – Maintenance Complexity

Special Effect: Depending on the different combat environments the user is in, this prosthetic body can activate special structures including assassination swords, hand cannons, and mechanical shields.

Requirements: Due to the complex design concepts used in this item, it requires primary engineering proficiency and a mindset ≥ 7 to use it properly.

Crafted by: [Countess Sicor] Sandra Sharon Sicomair Le Sombra
Item Description:

[This prosthetic limb can only be considered excellent by the standards of Chardonnay Harbor, but considering that you are in Transylvania, we can call it a ‘perfect masterpiece’].

“Well? I made this myself, oh.”

Seeing that Touch You Poor was attracted by his own work of art, Little Earl Sherron instantly patted his chest as an honor student in triumph.

No matter how mature she was and no matter how much suffering she had gone through, she was still only a 16 year old child, and would naturally reveal some jumpy personality when talking about her favorite things.

And touch you poor had nothing to say but to give a thumbs up and wave it vigorously, exclaiming:
“Bull! You’re the best engineer I’ve ever seen la, Sister Marianne in the camp can only build guns, but she also said that firearms are only the most insignificant works of engineering.”

“Right, real steam engineering is much more powerful than firearms.”

Sheridan agrees with this statement, and bends down to remove several smaller boxes from his large chest, opening them before the eyes of Touch-You-Poor, which holds a number of firearms of varying shapes and sizes.

Just from the looks of them, it was clear that these carefully crafted objects were the work of absolute artisans.

“Huh! I recognize this gun!”

Touch You Poor pointed at one of the luxurious scarlet revolver hand cannons and said to Little Earl Sheridan:

“Lady Adele and Little Reed Name have pistols like this, the shape is practically identical!”

“Oh, my mentor and I took an order from the Blood Vulture Clan before, I think we made it for the Great Lady Femis back then, and it was rewarded by her to her servants again.”

The young Earl of Sherron said with a care-filled wave of his hand:
“That was already made when I was 8 years old, now I can be much more powerful than then, do you want to buy one? I think you’re a pretty good guy.

I can give you a 20% discount.”

“Sure, sure.”

Touch you poor couldn’t be happier.

Although he is a summoner theoretically belongs to the category of psychic division, but because of the contract of the small stinky treasure’s sake led to his summoner profession is basically considered to be abolished, and now is to Mrs. Adele to brush the prestige to seek “sword bard” of the transfer, in this case, a few more powerful guns to protect the body is naturally very good.

He didn’t even look at them, and with a wave of his hand, he took out all of the firearms labeled as [Collectible] by the little count of Xuelun, and said:
“I’ll take all of these, you name your price.”

“Hahahahaha, you’re such a funny guy.”

Little Earl covered her stomach and laughed as she shook her head and said:
“These are just samples for you to see, they are my collection, they are not for sale, of course even if they are for sale you can’t afford it.

I know you are all poor.”

“Poor? I’ve never been called ‘poor’ in my life! Don’t look down on people.”

Touch Your Poor exasperatedly slapped the table and said:
“I want these collectibles! Ordinary goods have no soul at all, just say how much you need! I’ll go get it right away.”

This response made the little Earl of Sherron blink.

She was now tasked with the duty of earning funds for the reconstruction of her territory, so she ruthlessly stretched her voice and said:
“Ow, that’s what you said.”

A few minutes later, Happy Stick, who was still cleaning up the battlefield of the jackal camp in Andromeda Hills, shouted wide-eyed at his arithmetic treasure pearl:
“Are you out of your mind! Spending 50,000 gold coins on a few broken guns? I think you’ve really drifted! Brother Fu, that’s not what we agreed on, and we can’t afford 50,000 gold coins right now.
What?
What did you say?
This is a new NPC’s favor quest? And the other party is the nominal commander of the Winged Cavalry?

And he said he can get us in through the back door and let us join the Winged Cavalry without a trial? I feel like you’ve been scammed! Ask that NPC if she came back from North Burma.
What’s with all the tricks?

Uh-huh.

You wait, we’ll go back soon, we’ll talk when we meet! Don’t buy anything. It’s not easy for us to make money nowadays. What? Say that again!
What did the NPC tell you?
That the underground vault of the bank in Xike City might have an undiscovered secret vault? But she asked for 150,000 gold coins to reveal the location of the ‘secret vault’?

Holy shit, what kind of black-hearted NPC did you meet! This is much darker than a Blackheart Demon Hunter Ji.”

(End of chapter)