Chapter 134: 133 Transylvanian women are not to be trifled with

Chapter 134 133.Transia’s woman is not to be messed with

“You say, how did I, a guy from a commoner’s background who doesn’t even have a family name, suddenly become the Scarlet Consul of Cadman City? Also mixed with a baroness title and territory ugh.”

Miss Miriam, who had just experienced a big ups and downs in her life, looked at the Scarlet Consul’s seal in her hand and the baroness sealing instrument in her other hand.

It was still a bit unreal for a while.

Even though both of these things were very real in their own hands.

From tonight onwards, the part of the village of Moorland where she was born, as well as the five nearby villages, would be her domain.

Some might be displeased by that, but this instrument of sealing in her hand, bearing the seal of the Archduke of the Blood Vulture, was still quite persuasive in the Transylvanian region. As long as the Blood Vulture Clan was still here for a day, it was her own say there!
Thinking of this, Miriam couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the instrument in her hand.

A wave of excitement welled up in her heart.

At the young age of 24 she was already ahead of the other students’ careers by at least forty years and at most two lifetimes.

Unfortunately, with two dead parents and few friends, she didn’t know who to share this joy that had fallen from the sky with.

“Gee whiz, it always feels as if I’m selling myself by the pound for these two pieces of crap.”

In the quiet of the city under the night, Ms. Miriam commented rather Versailles on the decision she had just made.

She then took a deep breath and removed a small plain box from her psychic bag and opened it, pulling out a somewhat dull silver-white bracelet from within and placing it in front of her.

“Mom, I did it!”

Miriam stared at the bracelet in front of her, which reflected a beautiful halo in the moonlight, and after a few seconds, she placed the only thing her mother had left behind on her forehead and said with a slight sob:

“I’ve finally made a name for myself! Although I haven’t soared to greatness yet, I’ve already accomplished half of what you wished for before you left, so if you can see it, please share this joy with me.”

“I say, is the way you Transylvanians worship your ancestors to just find a random place to open prayers on the spot? This young lady, would you please look around to see if there’s anyone around next time before conveying your thoughts to your mother?”

A rather familiar voice rang out beside Miriam with a hint of embarrassment, causing the red-haired girl who was shedding tears to get up with a jolt.

When she turned around, there was already a scarlet hand cannon in her hand.

This was still the weapon that Murphy had brought from Adele earlier and handed over to her for self-defense.

Major Fraser, who was being pointed at by the gun, helplessly raised his hands as he ignored the danger in front of him and explained in a calm tone:

“I’m leaving here tomorrow afternoon, and I have to catch up on my investigative report tonight. But you are having a celebration that is very noisy, I can only just find a quieter place to code. In theory, this is the place I found first.

So the person who was disturbed wasn’t you either, Ms. Miriam.”

“As expected, the Kingdom of Goldfinch Flower is full of sneaky guys like you.”

Miriam grunted, putting away her gun and bending down again to pick up something that had fallen to the ground, and Major Fraser stepped forward to help in a gentlemanly manner.

But as he saw the bracelet, His Excellency the Major’s eyebrows suddenly raised.

This style.
It always felt a bit familiar.

Major Fraser, who was an intelligence worker, did not show surprise.

He picked up the bracelet from the ground and scrutinized it carefully, memorizing the style, then returned it to Miriam and handed over the scarlet consul’s seal in his other hand, and joked:
“It seems that that Lord Murphy saw your potential and has decided to reuse you, if I’m not mistaken, the one in your hand should be a knighthood instrument, right? It’s really an ancient style. I vaguely remember that the family library contains samples of similar documents, and this is already a style that was popular 400 years ago.

So, what should I call you now? Sir Miriam?”

“Whatever, I’m in a good mood today, so I won’t get on your bad side.”

Miriam didn’t have an ounce of goodwill towards this guy who had tried to cause trouble in the camp she was managing, but being a fellow student made it hard for her to snap, so she could only turn a cold face.

But Major Fraser, who seemed to be in the mood for conversation this evening on account of his imminent departure, made a gentlemanly gesture of “please,” and said to Miriam:

“I’m going back to the camp, if you don’t mind? It would be unseemly to let a lady walk alone on a night like this, I’ve heard that vampires are the most polite of all races, but it seems that the rumors have been wrong in the last few days of observation.”

“That’s only because you didn’t pick the right person to observe.”

Miriam replied smoothly:

“Neither Lord Murphy nor Archduke Tris are vampires in the ‘normal’ category, but Miss Phineas is the most well-mannered woman I’ve ever seen, exemplary.

It is a pity that you have come at a bad time.

Speaking of which, Your Excellency the Major, you are not the type to walk away when you see a girl, yet you are so attentive to me this evening.

Is it because you saw my status change and realized that I will be taking on more important duties under Lord Murphy’s command, so you intend to get on good terms with me ahead of time to make it easier for you to spy on information from me in the future?”

“You are truly a wise lady, and I do not deny my intentions.”

Fraser let out a light laugh.

He glanced at the knighthood paperwork in Miriam’s hand and said:
“There is also another reason that although the Carpe family has been rooted in the Anjou region for more than three hundred years, our ancestor was once a count in the Transylvania region, one of the very same 134 nobles who were part of the original Bohemian Confederation when it was founded.

Not to be outdone by you, the family still retains the deed to a small piece of forest in northern Transylvania bordering the Ice Bay region.

Because of this, the Carpe family is quite sensitive to the changes in the genealogy of the nobles in the Transylvania region, and if nothing else, you’ll probably be seeing a representative sent by my family within the next few months.

At that time, I also hope that you will not give him too much embarrassment for my sake.

This does not represent any attempt at a political level, but is merely a family-to-family friendship contact.

In the four hundred years that the Blood Vulture Clan has ruled this land, it has been an ancient tradition for the Westland nobles to have unbroken ties with this land in the shadows.

And Lady Tris said with certainty that my grandfather had some connection to her back in the day when he made his fortune; I can’t be certain of these rumors, but that doesn’t stop me from paying more than a little personal attention to the fledgling Blood Vulture Clan.”

“So that’s it?”

Miriam nodded in a daze.

She had heard some rumors about this before, only that she couldn’t access this layer before due to her civilian status.

After Fraser, the heir of this great clan, made an introduction, she could finally understand why the Blood Vulture Clan’s Cadman City was still able to obtain a steady stream of supplies from the outside despite being under siege by all of Transylvania.

These nobles were playing with real flowers.

And now, to step into this circle oneself, it gave one a headache just thinking about it.

“In my opinion, you should ask Professor Malcolm for more advice in this regard, his research direction can give you a lot of good advice.”

Major Fraser continued:
“I can actually understand your choice.”

“Oh?”

Miriam asked, blinking:
“Tell me, show me what I look like to you?”

“It’s not as bad as you think, so you don’t have to carry a thorn in your side with every word, the war is over, theoretically our two sides are no longer enemies, and in the context of the Black Calamity that’s coming, it’s not unlikely that we’ll have to join hands to fight against the enemy in the future.”

His Excellency the Major waved his hand and said aloud as if chatting between friends:
“In my opinion, the choice you made to serve Lord Murphy is quite a good decision, because as far as I know, the employment situation of graduates of the Administrative College of Chardonnay University in recent years, tsk, honestly isn’t optimistic.

Especially for a human like you.

It’s not easy to find a professional job in the environment of the Ten Years’ War. I’m also a student of the University of Chardonnay, and even though I didn’t complete my studies, I know the city very well.

Halflings are technologically inclined, but they’re also racist, and as far as I know, there aren’t a lot of high-ranking officials in that bustling port city, no, not in all the towns and cities of the Genoa Peninsula.

Even if you stay in a halfling city, you will at most be assigned by the academy as a low-level clerk in a street management office or as an assistant in a border town, wasting your youth to climb up the ladder a little bit.

Even if you spend decades of your life, you may not be able to enter the middle and high levels of the city.”

“Hmm, a very accurate assessment.”

Miriam nodded rather admiringly as Major Fraser’s statement was very accurate.

In fact, she had considered this aspect before accepting Murphy’s job, which would then continue as she followed up on Major Fraser’s words as the two walked away from the ruins:
“If I want a better future, then my best option is to go to the Kingdom of Canary Blossom, which is keen on reform, after finishing my studies. Your powerful King Louis wants to improve the kingdom’s ruling system to centralize power, and he’ll need a lot of administrative help in the process.

If I can catch this ride, I may be able to get a job.

However, I am a Transylvanian. My status as a visitor from an enemy country leaves me with limited political prospects in your country.

If I can’t go to the Kingdom of the Golden Sparrow, the second option left to me is to head north and take my chances in one of those Yankee kingdoms.

But the problem is that the military reforms in the Kingdom of Nordtorf have only just begun, and it will take at least ten years before they are completed, and that’s with reference to the successes of the Kingdom of the Golden Birdflower.”

Miriam was like she was back in the middle of the academy at this moment, as she had been when she had spoken eloquently with her own classmates in the weekly debates in her own class to analyze the situation of the continent.

As Major Fraser beside her looked on in slight surprise, the red-haired girl tossed her short hair, and she said softly but in a confident tone:

“However, the biggest problem of the Kingdom of Nordtorf is not the military, but its poor administrative system still weighed down by a rather backward serfdom.

I don’t want to rate myself as too good, but the truth is that when a ‘high end talent’ like me arrives in the land of those barbaric northerners, the best I can do is to blend into the court as a teacher or become the administrative advisor of one of the landed nobles.

For me, the situation there is even worse than staying in Transylvania.

It was like a pool of stagnant water.

And that young Lycaness may not be able to make the waves she wants in this mud pit for the rest of her life.

I don’t even need to do more than think about it.

All I had to do was compare the different options I might get in the future, and I could easily come to a conclusion that seemed rather chilling to me.

That is, although at the moment I was serving a vampire lord in my own closed and dark hometown, staying instead was the future with the most prospects for me.

There was a perfect place to utilize what I had learned.

And most importantly, from what I’ve seen, Lord Murphy’s freedom to delegate his power is, for the moment, ‘indulgent’. . qualifies as ‘indulgent’.”

Miriam shook her head.

She realized that she seemed to have said too much.

So she ended with a snarky joke, stroking the knighthood paperwork in her hand, and said:
“I still vaguely remember a certain administrative class instructor who had work experience lamenting more than once that if one could meet a lord or superior who knew how to ‘delegate power’, then one must cherish it.

Thus, I feel that from a job seeker’s perspective, I’m really lucky!
Why don’t you say something? Sir.”

She looked to Major Fraser.

The latter was surveying the lady of civilian origin with a look of surprise and appreciation as he exclaimed:
“Your analysis of the situation you find yourself in has opened my eyes to the terrifying prowess of the alumni of the University of Chardonnay’s Faculty of Administration, and perhaps I should suggest to my majesty that he recruit more talents like yours.

But I am forced to ask a new question, why are you involved in this series of events?
How can a gifted reserve scholar and an ambitious vampire lord seem like two worlds?”

“That’s a boring question to answer.”

Miriam stepped out of the city ruins at that moment.

She stood at the foot of this walled defense of the city that had been built by Murphy’s warriors along with her at the outbreak of the Astral Catastrophe and looked back at the silent ruins behind her.

With a certain silent emotion and silence, she whispered:

“A month and a half ago, I was preparing for my final exams when I was called back to my hometown by a letter from my father, the village headman who was a vampire worshipper, and who had found me a rich merchant’s child to be my husband in the city of Cadman.

As I stepped onto the steam train leaving Chardonnay Harbor, all I could think about was how to get rid of this damn fate, but the impermanence of life had prepared a surprise for me that I would never have expected anyway.

It took away everything I had ever known!
And then graciously bestowed a new everything on me by the hand of Lord Murphy.”

“How fortunate.”

Major Fraser exclaimed:

“Not only for you, but likewise for the son of the wealthy merchant who has been buried in disaster.”

“Hmm?”

Miriam stared at Fraser with mischievous eyes.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and said with light humor and even some excessive humor:
“I don’t think that an ordinary merchant educated a child that could suppress a distinguished lady like you in marriage, just as I don’t think that a blood servant village chief living in the Transylvanian region could educate such an outstanding personality as yours.

Your mother must have been a lady of equal distinction.

I am so sorry I was unable to visit.”

The Major’s gaze inadvertently landed on the familiar style silver bracelet in Miriam’s hand, and he narrowed his eyes before revealing a smile and saying:

“I look forward to the day when all of your potential is realized, and I’m sure you will be famous on the continent at that time! Although you chose Transylvania to utilize your talents, please don’t forget that you still have a friend like me in the not-so-distant Anjou region, who is not very familiar, but at least able to talk to you.

Of course, if you have a second plan for your life, then I can assure you in the name of the Carpe family that the Kingdom of Canary Blossom can provide you with…”

“No need, thank you for your kind offer, for whatever reason you extended the invitation.”

Miriam nodded her head very appropriately to Major Fraser in greeting.

But she didn’t hesitate to decline:

“I have chosen my monarch, and his ambition and his will will then fulfill the direction of my life as I move forward, just as you have your king, and I have my lord. Lord Fraser, you are a true gentleman.

So when you need a second choice in your life, don’t forget that you have a friend in Transylvania like me who can graciously arrange a security job for you.

I am sure that with your talent, you will definitely become the best security officer in this great land.

There isn’t one!”

“Hahahahaha.”

Such a pungent response made the Major freeze in place then laugh aloud, and Miriam laughed softly in preparation for her farewell.

But the next moment, Major Fraser made a unique gesture, he took out his finely crafted dwarven trench gun and handed it to Miriam with both hands in a serious gesture, he said:
“It was the custom of the ancient nobles of Transylvania, before the first Black Plague, to present to a friend whom they valued a weapon sufficient to protect the friend as the beginning of a friendship.

As you and I both know about the coming Black Plague, Duchess Miriam, I believe you will need this ‘Hammerguard’ more than I do.”

“I do need it, my homeland has not made me feel too safe so far, but come what may.”

Miriam did not refuse, but instead removed the scarlet hand cannon from her psionic pack and handed it to Major Fraser.

She whispered:

“Politics aside, you are indeed a good alumnus, may it protect you as it has protected me.”

Major Fraser received the delicate vampire-style six-round hand cannon with odd eyes.

He examined the fine weapon and said:

“The former schoolgirls would send me roses with a shy face, but the current schoolgirls send me pistols with a serious face… Well, it seems that the students of my Great Chardo Artisan University are still full of martial virtues.

Does it have a name?”

He asked.

Miriam rolled her eyes, turned around and daintily mounted the warhorse that the guards had brought, and said:
“It’s just a weapon, it doesn’t need a name, Major, read less third-rate chivalry novels, the style of Romantic Knights is no longer suitable for the current era.

I wish you a good night.

And a safe journey home.”

With that said, Duchess Miriam left the city ruins and disappeared into the night, escorted by four camp guards.

As Major Fraser watched his illustrious and dashing schoolmate leave, he glanced at the delicate hand cannon in his hand, shrugged, and said to the delicate and somberly ornate weapon:

“Then I’m counting on you for my safety from now on, Miss Miriam.

Allow me to close this evening’s conversation by borrowing the mantra of that strange Lord Paranor, well, what a beautiful thing, the proud rose born of the dark earth.”

(End of chapter)