Chapter 180 – 179 Adventurer’s Guild’s Specialties and Black Hearted Merchant Nata
Chapter 180 179.The Adventurer’s Guild’s Specialty and Black Hearted Trader Natalie
The twelve young players couldn’t wait to run outside to test their new powers after the initial embrace ceremony.
Although the “monkey version of the vampire” talent has been weakened, but these guys into the black iron rank after getting 18 attribute points and now have been complemented as a transcendent creature 40 initial attributes, which makes them compared to the ordinary template of the black iron rank vampire or even more powerful.
Going out and bullying the normal template monsters was no longer a concern.
Especially for someone like Sister Pomegranate, who had martial arts on her side, after she gleefully showed the other players in the sewers how to pull and tear down an elite ghoul, no one questioned her current strength.
However, Sister Pomegranate’s transfer was slightly problematic.
After all, the Blood Vulture Clan wasn’t known for producing high-quality assassins, and the Thorn Clan was the real bull in this regard.
Although she turned Blood Vulture Nightwalker and got the Blood Vulture Combat Technique handbook, Lady Adele instructed her that the Thorn Clan’s Midnight Assassination Technique was the best in this area, so Sister Pomegranate would have to hurry up and brush up on her Thorn Clan’s reputation next so that she could exchange the Midnight Assassination Technique’s skill handbook from Earl Andre of the White Mountains.
After witnessing how Lady Shani killed the psychic master of the Tower of the Ring, Sister Pomegranate was already very interested in this kind of skill similar to the “Assassination Fist”, and she had also heard that there was an ancient inheritance of martial arts monks in this world, so she was planning to develop in this direction in the future.
The other players didn’t encounter similar problems in their transfers. The Midnight Hunters and Grave Sword Guards of the Blood Vulture Clan were famous among the seven clans, and the Blood Torturer was also a mid-ranking level in the Psychic Master profession.
Seeing so many “racial benefits” being handed out, some of the onlookers were already thinking about turning into a vampire after completing the Black Iron Trial.
According to the rumor spread by some unreliable dormitory brothers, it was said that the vampire racial transformation also had a certain “beauty” effect.
It’s outrageous!
But there are still a lot of people who believe it!
They stubbornly believe that this must be a “small egg” planted by the development team, after all, in any lore about vampires, it is rare to see ugly guys. After all, it’s rare to see ugly guys in any vampire lore, and all the vampires in famous anime are pretty and handsome.
After dismissing the rowdy little players, Murphy first sent off Archduchess Shani with Tris, who had to return to the North Wind Castle to report to Her Majesty, the Wolf Woman, about the situation in Transylvania, so Earl Andre of the White Mountains and several of his retainers were left here by her.
After Shani’s departure, Murphy communicated privately with Andre and asked him to open up the right to purchase the “Thorn Clan’s Specialty Items”, including the Midnight Assassination Technique Basic Manual and the Thorn Fist Blade, North Wind Blade Whip and Cold Blade Sword.
Andre did not resist, but he said that new members of the Blood Vulture Clan would have to contribute to the Thorn Clan in order to receive these items.
Murphy was satisfied, so he asked Maxim to teach Andre and his servants how to properly use the Arithmetic Pearl to communicate with small players and send them quests.
Afterwards, he followed his custom and paraded around the territory.
As a result, he had just flown for a few minutes when he sensed a familiar aura approaching the outskirts of Scarlet Fortress.
“Da da da da.”
The clear sound of hooves galloped in the night, and the Natalie War Leader on her warhorse crouched low as a dexterous gray falcon flew above her head but in a somewhat lopsided manner.
Because the ghost of the blood-eating vulture Revernor had stared at it, and intended to play a bad game of “you escape, I chase” with Shadow again.
The Swift Shadow was a falcon that Natalie had tamed with the secret method of the witch hunters since she was a child, it was very dexterous, humane and fierce enough to independently deal with a horned eagle three times bigger than it, it was already a very powerful sky hunter.
However, when faced with a bastard vulture like Reyvno, it was still at a disadvantage, squealing and begging for help from its master.
But Natalie paid no attention.
She knew that Lord Murphy’s griffin was just a bad character, and that it wouldn’t really hurt the Swift Shadow, which had the cunning of a beast able to distinguish between enemies and friends.
This was clearly inherited from its equally cunning master.
“Ah, the passionate pursuer has once again come to the place where she once fought, as the owner of this place, perhaps I should welcome you?”
Murphy’s voice rang out ahead.
The young war leader who had galloped all the way across the Andromeda Hills and the Cadman region to reach the Scarlet Fortress in two days pulled up the reins of his horse, causing the hunter’s war pony, Maple Leaf, to stop where it was and raise its front hooves again.
The gray-haired witch hunter looked up and saw the vampire lord standing lightly on a branch in front of him, a branch so slender that it couldn’t even carry a larger bird, but on which Murphy stood motionless.
This fully demonstrates the dexterity of Murphy at this time to be ridiculously strong.
“I brought a bad news.”
Natalie shook her short cut hair as she said to Murphy:
“The jackal bandits near the Andromeda Hills are uniting! Perhaps because of the effects of the Black Plague, they are merging from small groups of bandits into bandit gangs. My men noticed their dissension while traveling through there, and helped you eliminate a Jackal bandit gang that was taking shape.
But you should probably be on your guard.”
“Well, you’ve already contributed to the land, and look, that wasn’t hard at all, was it?”
Murphy smiled as he said:
“I will send my warriors to check it out, and the clearing of all the Jackal Bandits in the entire Transylvania territory will soon be on the agenda. But before that, I need the Adventurer’s Guild to send scouts to draw a map of the ‘Monster’s Lair’ for my warriors, in order to facilitate them to start a large-scale operation next.”
The term “Adventurer’s Guild” was a bit unfamiliar to Natalie.
But she knew that this was the new name after the White Oak Warriors, just as starting a new life often required a new name, it represented the determination to cut ties with one’s past.
“Well, I know, I’ll make the arrangements.”
The war leader returned with a strict tone.
She did not just bring a message when she traveled across Transylvania to the Scarlet Fortress alone from the wounded soldiers of the White Oak Regiment, she had already learned about the miracle of the God of Avalon at the Scarlet Fortress through the information sent back by the old Eugene’s hunting horned eagle “Thunderstorm”.
She braved the rain to confirm this news.
This is of great significance to the White Oak Warriors, who are now in a state of disarray.
Murphy knew this, but he didn’t point it out, and after talking to Natalie about the Adventurer’s Guild’s mission he was ready to leave.
“Wait, Lord Murphy.”
Natalie called out to him and took out something from her psychic bag and threw it to Murphy, saying:
“New immigrants entering a new territory always have to offer a gift to the local lord, and even though we are Demon Hunters walking the Way of the Hunt, we know this rule. These mind microphone attachments are even our gift to thank you and your territory for accepting us.”
“Huh?”
Murphy froze for a moment, then looked down at the mind microphone components in his hand.
This thing did not resemble the “microphone” he recognized in any way, it was just like a small pendant, but at the top there was a port to connect with the arithmetic pearl.
It was an artifact of steam engineering, and Murphy quickly gave up trying to figure out how it worked, and went straight to more convenient means.
Item Identification!
Open!
In the next instant, the little thing’s information tag jumped into his eyes:
Name: Psychic Microphone – General Accessory for Computing Pearls
Function: Connects with the main body of the Computing Pearl, upgrading the translation function, realizing “Simultaneous Interpretation” and converting the language of the Pearl’s user into other languages according to the specified translation directory, or reading the text according to the user’s specification with onomatopoeia.
This item can translate most of the current language spectrum on the continent.
Maker: Workshop 3, 7th Micromechanics Research and Development Bureau, Chardonnay Harbor
Item Description:
[The new Mind Microphone not only has 17 different tones built in to choose from, but after the user has taken the time to simulate the vocal tract, it can also be used to simulate and complete the user’s own unique tones to the maximum extent possible.
It is a must-have for home travelers and blackmailers! As the Feast of the Holy Blood is approaching, the stores under the Council of Steam Lords in Port Chardonnay are having a discount sale! Why don’t you get one for yourself?
Tip!
The universal accessory for the Luck Pearl includes, in addition to the psychic microphone, a communication enhancer, a psychic scanning probe, a remote automaton takeover device, a miniature psychic shield generator, a small-range mechanical disruption pulse tube, a multi-purpose psychic aimer, and a psychic laser ray.
Tip!
Regular model Operational Pearls can carry three general-purpose plug-ins at the same time, and Core Operational Pearls can carry six plug-ins.
“This thing is good, with it, my warriors will be able to realize a barrier-free conversation with other people, finally they don’t have to be as miserable as an open-mouthed mute.”
Murphy nodded with satisfaction, smoothly connecting the thing to his own core jewel, and then looked down at War Leader Natalie, who was straightening her back on her warhorse. Oh no, President Natalie.
He asked:
“How many of these attachments do you have on hand?”
“2,000 mind microphones, 1,200 shield generators, 600 psychic laser rays, and 300 multi-purpose sights.”
Natalie answered as if she were counting:
“When we left the Pathfinder Fortress, Major Fraser arranged a ‘Witch Hunter Riot’ and we ‘looted’ the Pathfinder Legion’s Operational Treasure Bead Attachment Warehouse. These plug-ins were originally configured by General Loren for the batch of Operational Treasure Beads that were looted by you, and now that the Beads are lost, leaving them behind will only take up space.
I intend to surrender these supplies to the Scarlet Consul in exchange for money to build our Avalon Sanctuary.”
“Why surrender them?”
Murphy shook his head as he reminded:
“You are an adventurer’s guild, you will inevitably have to deal with my warriors in the future, you should know their character and habits from fighting alongside them before, you can’t mobilize them if you can’t take good things to them.
I think that besides being professional trainers, you should also have some ‘specialty items’ to attract the attention of my warriors.
As for the pricing
You guys set your own, just don’t go overboard.
I’ll tell you the truth, my chief vassal Miriam’s side is under a bit of financial pressure, so the grant can only give a little bit, and you’ll have to raise the rest of the funds yourselves.
If you can monopolize the market for these plug-ins, even if it’s just in Transylvania, it’s enough for you to have a healthy and abundant cash flow.
You must learn to make money, President Natalie.
I’m not going to give you the land in the urban area for nothing, and afterward it will cost money to build a residential neighborhood for witch hunters and such things.
And you’re the war leader, you’re the president.
It’s your duty to take care of your followers and subordinates, and you’re no longer just a religious organization, so there’s no need for your subordinates to rely on their faith to fill their stomachs, right?”
“…”
Natalie looked at Murphy with an odd gaze.
It was several seconds before she spoke:
“Is that really necessary? You can totally distribute these plug-ins to your warriors for free to enhance their combat power, is there any special significance in having to make them pay for them?”
“Because no one will value something that’s free, Natalie, you have to learn that.”
Murphy reminded as he unfurled his massive blood wings and levitated, over the sound of the wind from the flapping of his wings:
“My warriors espouse a simple value of ‘you get what you work for’, and while they do like to take advantage, their good morals dictate that they deserve to be paid for a job well done, and if someone else has embezzled what they deserve, they will reach out and get it back themselves.
This will also be one of the laws of Transylvania in the future.
You have to get used to it and adapt.
Finally, I would like to remind you of a personal matter.
Your immediate subordinate, ‘Miss Pirate’ Miss Ambrosia Nikita Constance, seems to have developed some not-so-normal affections for my warrior bull.”
“This.”
Natalie frowned as she said:
“I will put a stop to her immediately!”
“No, that’s not what I meant, I’m not asking you to stick it to me, I’m not such a cruel lord.”
Murphy said shaking his head:
“I just want you to remind her, as a friend, that Ambrosia is one of the few people who know the ins and outs of my warriors, and I want her to fully understand what a cruel relationship she is about to seek before she makes up her mind.
She needs to understand that Bull and the other Warriors could leave this world at any time for any reason and never return. And that all she can get by doing her best is a spiritual love.
At least, that is, until I find a reasonable solution to the problem.
But if Ms. Ambrosia is still determined to move forward even after she understands this, then I will give them my blessing! As Lord Paranor once exclaimed, a true love is made to seem so beautiful precisely because it is difficult and rare.”
“Ambrosia is a very insecure person, she is not as determined as she seems on the outside, she has always been on the inside the little orphan who grew up by the Antani Forest.”
Natalie shook her head as she sighed:
“I fought with her for ten years, I know her. She won’t give up that easily, and please restrain your warrior Bull, if that otherworldly man intends to toy with my friend’s feelings, if he dares to break my sister’s heart, then I will never let him go!”
“Uh, about that…”
Murphy said with a somewhat embarrassed wave of his hand:
“You have to understand, although Bull is brave but he is young after all, he may not have had similar experiences yet, he can’t even understand what Ms. Ambrosia’s closeness to him means yet. So my suggestion is, why don’t we just wait and see what happens?
If he really does act negatively, then I will give him punishment without you having to do anything! I don’t need people who run away from their responsibilities under my command.”
“I believe in your promise.”
Natalie replied rather seriously.
Murphy nodded and made a turn in the air then broke the speed of sound and disappeared into the night sky, while the Peregrine Falcon Swift Shadow, which was on the verge of rolling its eyes from being chased by Revernor, returned to its master’s arms exhausted and chirping to play pitiful.
The Lord President of the Adventurer’s Guild stretched out her finger and flicked it on its small head, then pulled up the reins of her horse, letting Maple Leaf carry her as she sped towards the city center of Scarlet Fortress.
There were many, many things to do next.
The next period of time was destined to be hectic and exhausting, but that was fine, all the exertion was worthless in front of the hope of settling down.
The salvation and the beginning of a new life that their group of believers had been longing for would actually be realized in the territory of a vampire.
Who could have imagined this kind of direction?
(End of chapter)