Chapter 236: 235 I’m going to call it “Loyal Red One”! [Monthly Requests

Chapter 236 235.I’m going to call it “Loyal Red One”! I’m going to call it “Loyal Red One”!

The Wolfsbane Clan had sent people into Transylvania, and Murphy knew about it.

Before and short marshal negotiation, he had told Murphy this matter, if the Transylvanian wolf woman to the Governor Murphy’s “trial mission” is to deal with Transylvanian jackals, then Loren marshal’s “trial” is obviously related to these ill-intentioned The “trial” of Marshal Loren is obviously related to these ill-intentioned wolf cubs.

Murphy was ready to respond to the provocation from the ancient enemy, but he did not expect that things actually began to develop in a “strange direction”.

The two troubles he was trying to solve had actually merged into one?
Is there such a thing as a good thing?

“You have made a terrible accusation, Knight Vulture.”

Murphy held the core jewel in his hand and spoke in a deep voice to the Valland Knight on the other end:

“I’ll believe you when you say that the Wolfsbane Clan does any other bad thing, after all, chasing violence and fear is the style of that mob, and they don’t even hide their underhandedness themselves. But to hang out with jackals when the Black Plague is coming, and to secretly support an alien warlord who is about to plague Transylvania
Sheesh, that’s a whole other level of accusation.

As much as I don’t like those barbaric scum, we have to talk about evidence in this kind of thing, and those assholes are part vampire after all.”

“If you want evidence you can find it yourself!”

Knight Valander replied irritably:

“We just intercepted this message, maybe those blood vulture traitors are teasing us at the cost of their own lives? You were the one who said you wanted to rebuild mutual trust, and Earl Siko has done his duty, so you can dismiss it as false.

It’s not like we have anything to lose.

So be it.”

After saying that, the other side hung up the communication.

Because Murphy’s jewel would be in sound open mode, allowing the Miriam Consul in front of her to also hear the Sikor Wing cavalrymen’s warning, the strangeness of the matter made the native who was not a vampire rise up with open arms.

She exclaimed:

“Do you think this is true? That some faction of the Wolfsbane Clan is trying to use jackals to destroy us?”

“It does make a certain amount of sense when judged on logic alone.”

Murphy rubbed his chin and said:

“Now that the threat of the Black Plague has been confirmed, for the Wolfsbane Clan to launch another attack on us, the remnants of the Blood Vulture, would be tantamount to ignoring Venerable Lord Paying’s order to prepare for war, and they wouldn’t be that stupid.

And leaving this to the jackals roaming around Transylvania makes sense from all perspectives, after the jackal warlords have destroyed the Scarlet Fortress, those long-awaited Wolfsbane mongrels will then swarm in to finish off the jackals who did the bad deed.

That way they would neither get a reprimand nor would they be praised by His Holiness Pa Ying for stopping the Jackals from rioting in Transylvania.

What a simple yet perfect plan, full of a short and quick beauty.

I’m guessing it wasn’t old Edward himself, an Ancient One wouldn’t have left such an easy trail to be captured by a group of barbarian horsemen in the mountains.

Corando.
Hiss, why is that name so familiar? Seems like I’ve heard it somewhere before?”

Murphy rubbed his eyebrows in some confusion.

There were many, many things he had to deal with on a daily basis right now, causing his memory as a vampire to seem to be a little less than adequate, instead, it was Miriam in front of him who reminded him:

“Isn’t this the honorable elder of that werewolf venomous punk we took out in the smuggler’s woodlands earlier? Didn’t he say he was a ‘Descendant of Corlando’?”

“Oh yes, our dear Mr. Jopan, I’ve forgotten him for so long it’s uncalled for.”

Murphy nodded.

He took out the Wolfsbane Staff Sword from his psychic bag, and placed it in his hand to examine it, there was still dried blood on it, the Midnight Blood belonging to Murphy as well as Jopan had left traces on the Staff Sword called Deathmatch.

He kicked George, the giant wolf of the star world, who was sprawled out at his feet, drowsy.

The ability to summon this guy was also given to him by Mr. Jopan, the “boy with the treasure”, who was in every sense Murphy’s “nobleman” at the beginning of the opening of his destiny.

“It’s really a narrow road.”

The vampire lord stood up, toying with the staff and sword in his hand as he spoke to Miriam:

“I was thinking that after the situation in Transylvania had stabilized, I would send this back to Grimm’s Island to announce the death of his child to Jopan’s venerable father, so that the ancient hatred would be added to, but I didn’t expect that he would actually take the initiative to send it to the door.

Fate is so marvelous in so many ways.”

“Will this be dangerous?”

Miriam said worriedly:
“That Jackal Warlord from the Dark Mountains, Ken Potter, already has nearly 20,000 Jackal barbarian soldiers, which is already enough to crush us, and now we have to add the Wolfsbane Clan that’s messing with us from that, do we really have enough power now?
Although I was previously against your mass conscription among the survivors, it seems that Maxim could perhaps be a bit busier now?”

“Not enough! Recruits aren’t just drafted and used they still have to be trained, and I don’t think the Wolfsbane Clan will give us that time.”

Murphy said, shaking his head:
“But you don’t have to worry too much, I’ve got a tentative plan, and the best part is that if the Jackals do have assistance from the Wolfsbane Clan, that means we’ll have a bunch of angry warriors on our side stepping into battle with us as well.

You don’t have to worry about this matter.

War is for men, at least at this stage.”

The vampire lord reached out and patted the weary Miriam on the shoulder and said softly:

“Go back to rest and set sail for the city of Batasin tomorrow, where you will work with Knight Parian to take care of that war aid for us from the Kingdom of Nordtorf, you are looking very poorly Miriam, perhaps you should hurry and get yourself some help.

If you keep this up, you’ll be crushed by the stress of your heavy workload.”

“I know, I’ve already written and sent a letter to Port Chardo through the channels of the Carpe family, but my classmates and my few older siblings won’t necessarily want to come to this part of Transylvania.”

The Scarlet Consul sighed:

“The reputation of our place on the continent is so bad that even with the promise of a high official and a thick road, not many people will be moved.”

“That’s because they have bad eyesight.”

Murphy grunted and said:
“Those who are accustomed to adding flowers to the icing on the cake are destined to be nothing but boring embellishments underneath the prosperity in any place, and only those with great perseverance who know how to send charcoal in the snow have the qualifications to share this delicious pastry that we are baking.

Such virtues are destined to be possessed by only a few, just as true talents are always few.

If they don’t come, then we’ll cultivate them ourselves!
I firmly believe that the Transylvanians are just as capable of managing our homeland and our land, you need to hurry up and design the administrative system with Professor Malcolm, only then will you be under less pressure.

Otherwise I will have to turn you into a vampire before your body collapses lest you die of exhaustion and illness, and you must understand that when that happens, I will not be asking for your advice, my consul.”

“Don’t tempt me with that eternity in the dark, Murphy, it was hard for me to say no.”

Miriam grinned as she shrugged and said:

“My hair will probably last a little while longer, and I’m an energetic young man! So let us each do our part, Lord Lord. Please have your expert warriors ready, I have many questions to ask them on the way to Batasin.”

“Hmm.”

Murphy nodded and watched Miriam leave the office.

He then played with the Core Treasure Pearl and sent out a random event triggered quest to the six brothers of the dormitory who were currently enjoying the fun of hunting jackals in the darkness of the night in a big operation with Brother Woo Meow and his old cousin, Pretending to not use his hands.

The six student party led by Pigeon Treasure were all students from the finance department of a prestigious university, while Brother Whimpering Meow had been working in the shopping mall for many years, and his old cousin, Little Hands, was a speculator specializing in playing with finance.

These people gathered together enough for Miriam to form a theoretical and practical combination of “financial advisory group”, of course, to their level in the other world certainly can not participate in this kind of national decision-making, but have not eaten pork has not seen a pig run?
Who hasn’t keyed in on politics online?
This is not just to give them the power to participate in the actual decision-making, and in the meantime, deepen the old players’ deep understanding of “game freedom”. Two birds with one stone!
As for whether this will affect the ongoing Jackal Hunt?

No, it won’t!
It won’t.

There are Jackals around the city of Batasin as well.

These things are spread very “evenly” all over Transylvania, like spices on bread, and wherever they go, they find enough of them to hunt.

It would be unrealistic to try to completely wipe out the jackals in this part of the world.

They were too fertile!

What Murphy wanted to do was to dry out those large nests, and in the end, only leave a little bit of unseasonable wandering soldiers behind, which was considered to be a perfect fulfillment of Her Majesty’s Wolf Woman’s mission.

After sending out a random event quest requesting specific small players to gather at the administration office early tomorrow morning to set off with Miriam, Murphy left the Blood Wyvern Cloister.

He had to make a trip to the Blood League Knights’ camp in the ruined cemetery in the main city.

He was going to inform Lady Leonia of the information that the Wolfsbane Clan might be involved in the rise of the Jackal Warlord, he believed that this information was enough to make the Blood League Knights’ anger soar, and once he caught tangible evidence, Murphy would be able to follow the trend and request for more support from Venerable Lord Payeng.

By the way, he could also disgust old Edward, that dog that he had never met but was already at loggerheads!

However, Murphy had just opened his wings and prepared to fly when he sensed Tris’s aura over at the Alchemy Hut in the outer city, which immediately made Murphy interested.

How come this Blood Vulture Archduke who always used to find a good place in the dark night to enjoy groping for fish is so well-behaved tonight and is still working overtime in his own hut? Was there something important to do?
Murphy made a high-speed right-angle turn of almost 90° in the air, and flew over towards Tris’s alchemy hut, but in fact, his Spirit Vulture Revlono would be flying right above the old city center at this time, and by using it, Murphy could also see the situation in the alchemy hut very visually.

Tris was still touching the fish.

A bottle of wine was cupped in her hand to satisfy her thirst, but she wasn’t exactly groping for fish.

Because she was teaching the apprentices who had learned alchemy as a Master Alchemist, and they were gathering in the clearing of Tris’s hut, chattering away about something that Murphy had to maximize Revernor’s senses to make out more than a few of the words.

“Are you good at this?”

A small Alchemist Apprentice player whispered somewhat anxiously:
“You’re mimicking that thing you made in reality, right? But we haven’t found anything like gasoline in this world so far, and you’re just messing around with alchemy?”

“What do you mean you’re messing around with it! This is clearly the ratio I found after scientific experimentation, so this is called technology, okay?”

The other new player blew out his beard and chortled, seemingly very upset by his companion’s distrust.

This was a truly new player, one of the 70 players who had entered the game together with Lady Water and Live Whole Quite Well, but unlike the other small players who would be hunting jackals this time, not only was his level not high, but he had not been involved in the outside world’s battles at all.

He seemed to have been delving into the alchemy of this world.

This guy’s ID was “What Color is Loyalty”, and he sounded like a masochist.

At this moment, this guy, who was probably in his forties, was happily fiddling with a few glass bottles, pouring some weird stuff into them.

“Holy shit! Be careful, if this blows up in your hands we’ll all be screwed!”

Another small player exclaimed in shock, but Loyalist bristled:
“You think I’m stupid! I’ve added stabilizers to it, okay? It only burns quickly when it comes into contact with open flames, so get off! Get off! Get off! Can’t you see Mrs. Tris is watching?
Let me, an otherworldly alchemist, show my beautiful mentor what the ‘art of war’ is all about!”

He waved his hand to make the small players and NPC apprentices around him get out of the way, and carried another scarecrow as a target to erect in the courtyard.

This time Murphy had already glided silently to the eaves above the courtyard, Tris must have felt it, but Archduke Bloodwyvern was concentrating on the “new work” that the small players had created in front of her, and she was also very curious about what kind of new things these little guys would make with their “Otherworldly Knowledge”. She was also curious about what kind of new things these little people would make with their “otherworldly knowledge”.

So in Murphy and Tris watched with interest, Brother Loyalty stood in front with a half-filled bottle of liquid in his hand, while another small player tremblingly held a torch, and when Brother Loyalty stuffed the broken towel into the bottle to moisten it, the latter immediately lit the fire and then immediately retreated to a safe distance.

“Burn! Burn!”

Brother Loyalty yelled, smashing the lit bottle in his hand fiercely at the scarecrow in front of him.

The bottle crossed an elegant arc and smashed on the target body breaking apart in an instant, blinding flames rose up in the air in the same place, the scattered liquid with flames splashing in all directions instantly set fire to the surrounding range of a few meters, but also attached to the ground burning to form a sea of fire.

“Molotov cocktail? Molotov cocktail?”

Seeing this scene, Murphy knew that these guys had come up with something, and couldn’t help but spit viciously in his heart:
“You guys are really penalized!”

Tris also nodded with quite a bit of satisfaction when she saw this scene.

Even though this was just a secondary use for the burning oil and incandescent glue that was already present in alchemy, and there were no less than seven variants of thrown incendiaries like this one in basic alchemy, which might not seem to be worth the surprise, she as a Master Alchemist clearly saw the advantages of this crude handheld weapon.

The first was that the raw materials were cheap enough.

It could be made from flasks and oil of combustion, and a small jar of oil of combustion could be used a minimum of five times in separate concoctions in this manner.

Secondly, it is easy enough to make.

Simple enough that someone with no experience in alchemy could learn it by looking at it once, making it ideal for militia and new recruits.

Lastly, it’s an effective extension of functionality.

Tris could clearly see that this “Loyal Brother” had just added different ingredients to several different bottles, so she asked:
“My apprentice, did you add those ingredients to make this improvised weapon have a different effect?”

“Of course, my mentor, allow me to introduce you to the weapon I have personally developed, which I have named ‘Loyal Red One’!”

Brother Loyalty was full of joy as he pointed at the bottles and introduced them for Lady Tris:

“I altered the ratios of the normal Oils of Burning to make them more viscous, and added the standard portion of Blazing Gel in three parts in a fixed ratio, thus making up its base formula.

But on top of that, we add a few common ingredients to it will allow it to add more effects beyond simply adhering to the burning.

For example, adding white phosphorus powder can make it burn more fiercely when it explodes instantly, adding flour can make it burn metal, adding peanut butter can make it burn longer when it is attached, and adding some herbal extracts can make it burn with poisonous gas!

I found the acid in your lab, and it was added to cover the flames with a corrosive effect.

I’m sure more ratios and utilities will be developed as it enters the battlefield, it’s simple, but it’s the weapon of war that best suits the current situation in our territory!
May I ask, is my finished product enough to satisfy you?”

“Well, it’s simple but wonderfully useful, good alchemical wisdom indeed.”

Tris took a sip of wine and appreciated it:

“You will become a true alchemy master in the future, and I must reward you as well.”

After saying that, Tris drew out a scroll of alchemy recipes and handed it to the joy-filled Brother Loyalty, but the latter still made a request, saying:
“I currently have a second research in progress, honorable mentor, I want to improve the current firearms within our territory, but I need those specialized tools for bullet modification”

“Alright, I’ll allow it.”

Tris nodded and waved her hand:

“Go ahead and try with confidence and boldness, the essence of the alchemical way lies in experimentation, besides, the flasks are useful, our warriors need them, make three hundred of them first in three days! Loyal Maxim will pay for it.

Of course, you will need to convince him first.”

Ps:

Finish typing and call it a day!

In addition, thanks to “Yu Xiaoho” brother yesterday’s alliance reward, currently owed 40 +5, this amount makes me a bit numb claws, in case this month can not catch up please brothers bear with me, but the old road here to ensure that, at the latest, before the end of the next month will be fixed! You can always trust Lao Lu’s character! Firmness on a word mouth teeth!

(End of chapter)