Chapter 21 21 If there are no surprises, then immediately out of the

Chapter 21 21.If there are no surprises then there will soon be an accident

“Your bloodservants are hard working and tactically astute, the traps they made are crude but they look pretty good.”

After the night fell, Miss Firmis personally led several Midnight Hunters to inspect the location of the intended ambush, her servant Mrs. Adele must have given her “slanderous words”, however, after seeing with her own eyes the achievements of the sixteen young players who had planned well and the blood servants who had been busy for the whole day, Miss Firmis didn’t reprimand Murphy greatly.

Especially after seeing the refusal trench that was being widened and deepened by the blood servants, as well as the automatic hunting crossbow that was placed on Murphy’s carriage, Missy was quite satisfied and nodded her head.

All these fruitful work proved that Murphy, a peripheral member of the family, did have the intention to do well in his baiting and blocking mission, even if it was just a death mission where he was assigned cannon fodder, but still such a serious attitude towards work made Missy’s impression of Murphy change greatly.

At the moment, since they were all serving the interests of the family, there was no need to get into some unpleasant quarrels.

This was Missy’s philosophy of dealing with the world, and it was also the reasoning taught to her by her matriarch father.

“This is all what I should do, Onii-sama.”

Murphy responded very humbly as he added his advice:
“These traps are still crudely made right now, after all, my Blood Servants are also just civilians with a vengeful heart gathered in the village of Moorland that was massacred by the witch hunters.

Their will is sufficient, but their skills are lacking.

Perhaps the specialized hunters and psionics under your command can help cover up these traps as a way to make them more effective.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

Missy Femis nodded and whispered a few words to the guards beside herself, and soon there were elite Midnight Hunters psychics coming to help set up cover in the middle of these woods.

For her part, Missy gripped a finely crafted vampire bladed whip and talked to Murphy about tomorrow night’s attack, pointing in the direction of the filthy swamp she said:

“I and the hunters will hide there, the smell of the filthy swamp will provide us with the best cover, after you have successfully blocked the enemy, we will launch a surprise attack from the flanks and rear and destroy the military supplies as fast as possible.

At that point we will engage the enemy, and you and your minions can take advantage of the gap to retreat.

The blood servants in the caravan will also participate in the attack, but the wagons are parked right at the entrance to the swamp, so all you need to do is retreat there to escape.

After that, we will travel all the way straight back to Cadman City.”

“I see, Onii-chan is really smart, what a simple and effective plan.”

Murphy exclaimed in a dogged manner, but in reality, he was sneering in his heart.

Speaking nicely!

It was almost as easy and simple as lulling a little kid across the street to go play with soy sauce.

However, there was no way that the strength of his team would last until this young lady’s plan was realized, and it was already clear that he was going to use Murphy and his servants as expendable.

If Murphy had felt a little guilty about victimizing Missy and her hunters before, now, after hearing Missy paint a picture for him once again, the only trace of guilt that was left disappeared.

At this point in time, you still give me a pie, right?
Okay!
Then I’m not going to blame you for taking my paycheck.

“You’ve summoned forty-five Midnight Hunters, which is already quite a large force, but just to be on the safe side, wouldn’t you like to summon some more tonight?”

Murphy suggested in a small voice:
“After all, you have an honorable status, Missy, if there is danger during the operation that would be”

“Shut up!”

A guard chided:

“Missy’s safety is our responsibility, just do your job as a decoy, it’s not your turn to talk too much about these things.”

“Oh, then it seems I was overly concerned.”

Murphy narrowed his eyes, maintained a decent smile, and very elegantly nodded his head in greeting to Missy before turning away again.

Seeing Murphy go forward to join his servants who were busy in the periphery, Missy Femis wrinkled her own delicate nose and said to the two pugnacious guards beside her:

“Sir Murphy is also a member of the Blood Vulture, and also pays for the family, so speak politely.”

“We are already polite, Missy.”

The guard screamed:

“Since the war situation worsened, you have been out commanding the Midnight Hunters in guerrilla defense, and have not returned to Cadman City for a long time, so you do not know how his compatriots in the city have humiliated him and his honored elders.

Even the humans sneer at them.

If I were the pathetic Murphy, I’m sure I would have walked away a long time ago.”

“His honor is Tris.”

Remembering the prodigal former elder of the family that she had seen a few times in her mind, Miss Femis had a bad impression of Tris, which would lead her to shake her head and stop talking about the subject.

Still, she thought about it and said to the two guards:
“Murphy’s proposal has some sense, we are not aware of the other party’s specific escort force for transporting supplies, we still need to play it safe and gather more midnight hunters to come to the swamp!
Make up our numbers to sixty before we move tomorrow night!”

“As you wish, Missy!”

On the other side, Murphy approached the foxhole next to where the small players were resting, sixteen small players had already gone offline for eight student parties.

Today was already the last day of the rest day, they had classes tomorrow so they couldn’t stay up late.

Of the remaining eight, Brother Meow Meow generously gave the four members of his workshop a vacation, the two middle-aged men, Dirt Truck and Shovel Man, didn’t have to think about going to work at all, and the last one to come, Plate Carrying Happy Stick, was even a freelancer, and they would be gathering together to think about tomorrow night’s battle and do a last-minute check and fill in the gaps.

Seeing Murphy come over, the ooh meow brother, who was gnawing on a red wild fruit in his hand, immediately got up and reported to:

“Lord Murphy, we have completed the planning of the position, leave the next thing to the blood servants, we have also unified the time, please make two summons at dusk and eight o’clock tomorrow afternoon, your warriors will fight for you and the grand plan at that time.”

“Hard work my warriors.”

Murphy nodded to the small players:
“I’m still lacking some materials to maintain the summoning effect for a long time so that you can stay in this world for a long time, but don’t worry, I’ve got news about those materials.

Perhaps soon you guys will be able to get rid of this dilemma where you can only passively wait for the summoning.”

Very skillfully and casually drawing a pie, Murphy then sat down with the small players.

This action made the players a bit restrained, after all, what they were chatting about the NPCs surely couldn’t understand.

However, a few minutes later, as Brother Woo Meow finished nibbling on his fruit and bragging about his last visit to the store causing a group of old men to let out heartfelt laughter, Murphy suddenly opened his mouth and asked:
“What does ‘shuffling feet and visiting stores’ mean? Is this some sort of custom in your world?”

“!!!”

The small players who were laughing stared in unison, revealing expressions like they had seen a ghost. Shit, this NPC was too intelligent, right? Not only could it understand but it could also ask a rhetorical question?

But how can one answer this awkward question?

Seeing the expressions of the small players who were holding it in until it was unbearable, Murphy laughed maniacally in his heart but still maintained the steadiness that an NPC should have, he revealed a hint of a smile and said softly:
“I probably guessed the answer by looking at your expressions, the things that can make normally conflicted men laugh so happily at the same time are just those.

In fact, there are similar facilities in Cadman City, ranging from low-grade to high-grade, and if you can afford the price plus you’re lucky, some of the vampire dancers who are so bold don’t mind spending the night with you.

Of course, you might have to pay a little more for it.

If you get the chance later.”

“That’s a must to get an eye-opener, get an “Illustrated Illustrated Book of Otherworldly Customary Maidens” or some such magnum opus.”

Brother Woo Meow grinned and tossed the kernel in his hand aside as he rubbed his stomach with a slightly changed expression and said:
“I’m having a bit of a hard time with my stomach, by the way, where’s a restroom?”

“There are toilets everywhere around you, find a place to fix yourself, or do you want me to hand rub a toilet out for you?”

Dirtbike grunted, eyeing Woo Meow as he got up and rushed out covering his stomach, he said in an odd tone:
“Does this game really even do defecation?”

“While I don’t know what you guys mean by ‘game’ all the time, I can confirm that your bodies in this world are physical projections made up of psychic energy, just like any other other otherworldly creatures that have been summoned.”

Murphy glanced at the kernel next to him and stretched his voice to explain:
“The free psychic energy mimics the entity in a holomimetic state, allowing you to feel pain as well as have full five senses, and naturally you are subject to certain diseases.

As I was about to say earlier, this fruit that Lord Woo Meow picked up seems to cause intense dysentery upon consumption from what I remember.”

He swept a glance at the small players who were filled with horror and said softly:

“So before confirming that you have some experience in wilderness survival, remember to never eat anything you pick up in the wilderness indiscriminately, diarrhea is just one of the easiest situations to deal with.

My warriors, it’s time for you to go back to your own world, otherwise I’m afraid my poor warrior, King Woo Meow, will have to suffer more torment from his intestines and sickness.

Rest well and prepare adequately.

In the name of victory, we shall meet again tomorrow night on the battlefield.”
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After a busy night, Murphy was still in the forest when the sunlight descended the next day, urging those blood servants to continue finishing the last bit of fortifications.

Because he considered that the other side might have cavalry, Murphy asked the Blood Servants to dig out some more horse traps, which greatly increased the workload of the Blood Servants and made them even more disgusted with Murphy, the fringe of the family.

However, today that Lady Adele who had at least E did not clash with Murphy again.

Probably because she had gotten the instructions from Miss Phoebus, she even personally came to the forest to supervise the work of the blood servants, and even took the initiative to greet Murphy and say a few painless family words.

This was just what Murphy wanted.

While they were busy in the forest, the hottest part of the afternoon came quietly, and just like yesterday, under Maxim’s escort, Miriam carefully climbed into the wagon where the witch hunter prisoners were again.

Today Natalie and the other three witch hunters were a little more miserable compared to yesterday.

Apparently having gone through another round of torture last night, the huntress was patted awake by Miriam to see the red-haired blood servant in front of her pull a cylindrical object out of her corset and hand it to her.

The Huntress could be all too familiar with the gadget.

It was the unassuming little thing that had subdued her in the village of Moorland, but then she shook her head and nudged towards the bloodied veteran on the other side of the wagon.

Gesturing for Miriam to give the guy one as well.

There were two vampire torturers here to watch over them, and there was no way she could sneak one in at the same time with the injuries she had now.

Miriam skimmed her lips and removed her last strong anesthesia device in a very meaty manner.

It was one that his own mentor had left him for self-defense when he’d first returned home from his hiatus from Chardonnay University, every bit the work of a master halfling engineer.

If she hadn’t had good grades and a promising future, and hadn’t been a resourceful person, her mentor wouldn’t have been able to gift it to her.

Gave a total of two, each can be used three times, was originally a defense against Transylvanian “specialties” vampires, the result of all the fucking used in the witch hunters.

That’s bad luck!

However, thinking of the current situation and Murphy’s promise, Miriam still gritted her teeth and crawled over to the veteran named Norman and put the last anesthesia device into his hand.

This guy was much worse off than Natalie.

There was barely a piece of good flesh on his upper body, his throat had been slit and sewn back on, and a bone seemed to have been removed from his chest, giving one a deep sense of the perversity and insanity of these vampires.

The scene made Miriam’s eyes vibrate.

She knew that if she fell into the hands of a vampire she would probably end up like this, so in comparison, Murphy seemed to be one of those rather gentle vampires.

Well, maybe that was why he was despised by the rest of his kind? For not being vicious enough, or brooding enough, or cunning enough, or vampiric enough?
With that in mind, Miriam reached down and loosened the bonds of the two prisoners a little more to ensure that their sneak attack during the night would be as successful as possible.

After doing this as she had done yesterday Miriam took out a pen and paper and wrote up the plan of action that Murphy had inquired about from Missy Femis and placed it in front of Natalie’s eyes for her to see.

“The vampires will ambush you at the edge of the filthy swamp, you will be left at the entrance to the swamp, a bit of commotion will attract the attention of the transportation team, and we will put two barrels of kerosene outside the wagon in advance.”

After writing, Miriam confirmed with a look that Natalie had understood the message before hurrying off again, the redhead’s heart thumping.

She could understand that this was all about to reach a decisive end.

“Give me a weapon!”

She spoke to Maxim, who was escorting her to the forest, and the loyal blood servant gave Miriam a surprised look and said:
“Lord Murphy asked me to protect you, you’re not good at fighting.”

“I don’t want to put my life in the hands of a vampire wannabe who needs to break his fingers to even add or subtract within a hundred.”

Miriam wrapped the scarlet cloak around her body as she whispered:
“I don’t want a weapon for hurting people either, and if you and your Master Murphy fail, the least I can do is end my life by my own choice before I end up in an even bleaker situation.”

“You should have some faith in us.”

Maxim said as he removed his own dwarven shotgun that he had been keeping from behind him and handed it to Miriam:

“You should have faith in Lord Murphy, he is a wise man who has come out of the shadows and is about to write his own legend.”

Miriam looked at Maxim with the gaze of a fool, she bristled and said:
“What legend or not, it’s better to survive first, if he really becomes a legend in the future, then I’ll definitely write a book for him myself, okay? Alas, earning a chance to live together with a vampire, my classmates who have low eyes won’t believe me when I tell them this.

Who can believe this!”

(End of chapter)