Chapter 242: 241 Reckless Folly Always Adds More Pairings to the

Chapter 242 241.A reckless man’s folly will always add more opponents to himself

Players departed early the next morning to return to Scarlet Fortress, transporting large quantities of supplies back from here would take two days and three nights on the road alone, which made players frantically spit out the game’s hardcore and more seriousness in this regard.

You say you open a portal, directly let everyone back to the main city how good ah!
Unlike now, we still have to waste time on the road.

The good thing is that there are still residual roaming jackals along the way but it’s not like there’s nothing to do, and brushing a few points along the way can also kill a little bit of boring traveling time.

However, those few Wolfsbane pups that were captured last night had already been sent back to Scarlet Fortress one step ahead of schedule.

Because of the importance of the matter, it was personally escorted by Hunting Baron Kudel, and these guys were sent to the Scarlet Vulture Cloisters before the first rays of dawn arrived.

Murphy and Tris got the news in advance.

However, the one who came to receive these captives was not the two of them, but the commander of the Blood League Knights in Transylvania, the Silver Bow Knight, Ms. Leonia Garland Nord Cappadocia, who had a cold face.

Obviously, Murphy had played a little trick.

He did not intend to personally come out and accuse the Blood League Knights of the Wolfsbane Clan’s sinister trick of colluding with the Jackals in an attempt to subvert the Scarlet Fortress, knowing that such a thing as the truth would only be meaningful if it was personally uncovered by the right people.

And Ms. Bow Knight is happy to play the role of “torturer” at this time.

Judging from the coldness emanating from this lady’s body, she obviously had a problem with the Wolfsbane Clan intervening in the situation in Transylvania in such a way at this time, and when it came to the art of torture among the Blood Clan, even the best Blood Torturer of the Blood Wyvern Clan could not be found at the time of his death. When it comes to the art of “torture” in the Blood Clan, even the best Blood Torturer of the Blood Vulture Clan can only be inferior in front of the Arrogant Descendant, who can smell the sins directly.

As long as Leonia wanted to, these wolfsbane captives in front of her would definitely have to honestly confess to such things as how many lovers their own mother had.

The process would, of course, be accompanied by indescribable pain, the inevitable chastisement that came with the revelation of one’s sins, but that wasn’t something Lord Murphy needed to worry about right now.

He was at the Blood Vulture Corridor to welcome Missy and her group who had successfully completed their mission.

“Adele, there is a new Blood Rats gang in the sewers, the leader is called Dorothy, they have some ability and may be of great use in the future, so they will be under the control of your Spectral Shadow Intelligence Bureau.”

Murphy instructed his vampire butler with his hands behind his back:

“Now the Blood Rats have a ‘big job’ on their hands, I need you to take over immediately and personally take charge of the next operation, Dorothy will introduce you to the details.”

“As you wish, Master Murphy.”

Mrs. Adele nodded, and then quickly disappeared into the shadows of the cloister.

As the first intelligence chief of Transylvania, she was always busy with a lot of things, and this time, following the young lady to the Xike Collar was considered an “administrative leave” for her.

She should probably thank the unknown Lady Cecilia for nurturing her over the past years, so that she had long gotten used to being a distinguished adjutant and thinking in a way that assisted the higher-ups.

“Count Andre, you and your servant may rest in the cloisters for a few days, but there are important tasks to be entrusted to you next.”

Murphy then addressed the Earl of White Mountain, whose status was quite “delicate” in today’s Transylvania:

“In addition, my consul is in Batasin City negotiating for aid with officials from the Nordoff Ministry of Finance, and I heard Miriam report that the remaining members of the White Mountain faction of the Thorn Clan will also be arriving in Batasin City within the next few days.

As their leader, I think you should personally go to meet them.

I will dedicate an ’embassy area’ in the Blood Vulture Cloister for you midnight exiles, and when my city is built up to a certain size, I will also build a not-exquisite-but-definitely-adequate diplomatic residence especially for you.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Count Murphy, this matter is very important to me.”

Andre thanked Murphy with impeccable royal etiquette, and said to Murphy with a hint of “gratitude” that may or may not have been there:
“And thanks to the Blood Vulture Clan for accepting us losers with nowhere else to go at this stormy time for us…”

“You’re welcome.”

Murphy waved his hand and replied in a gentle yet distant tone:
“In the face of such a state of affairs as the Black Plague everyone should join hands to win, what’s more, the alliance that Archduke Shani and Archduke Tris have formed is enough to allow us to call ourselves ‘brothers’ at this moment, I mean, there’s no need to say these out-of-the-ordinary words.

Make your preparations.

The brothers, Bloodwing and Thorn, will be facing a common enemy next, and you will soon know exactly what the operation will entail, and I am looking forward to your performance on the battlefield.”

Earl Whitehill nodded and left the entrance of the cloister with his servants.

There was no need to mention the dozen or so vampires who followed Phineas, led by Lady Mary, the Scarlet Widow, who all had their own duties in the Scarlet Castle, and in front of the authoritative Murphy, they did not dare to jump out of line in the slightest.

There is no need for the Governor to command, these guys will be very good and take the initiative to disperse to do things.

So the entrance to the corridor was left with only Murphy and Phineas, Murphy made a “please” gesture, Phineas nodded his head and preceded him, Murphy lagged behind by half a body length and followed closely behind.

“I must report to you that Andrei behaved very decently on this excursion.”

Missy said softly to Murphy:
“Unfortunately, I didn’t find an opportunity to be exploited the entire time. He’s smart, he knows his place so he didn’t trespass on anything, like a sly little mouse.”

“It doesn’t matter, sooner or later we’ll be able to seize the opportunity, we can wait patiently for a long time while His Excellency Andre, who is walking on thin ice, only needs to slip up once to fall into a desperate situation, the advantage is on our side!
What’s more, given the situation, these parasitic Yankee exiles are no longer a big problem.”

Murphy sighed and told Femis what he had just learned about the Wolfsbane Clan making peace with the local jackals.

The expression on Missy’s face after hearing that was quite wonderful.

She couldn’t help but ask rhetorically:
“So old Edward is out of his mind? How could he choose to cooperate with the Jackals at this juncture? And secretly supporting a dangerous Jackal warlord? Isn’t he afraid that Venerable Lord Paying will personally come to his door looking for trouble?”

“According to Tris, this could be a solo walk of factions within the Wolfsbane Clan, of the same nature as what Andre’s White Mountain faction foolishly did in Batasin City.”

Murphy replied in a measured tone:

“I think Tris’s guess is 80% correct, and this shouldn’t have much to do with old Edward.

However, there is also the possibility that the Wolfsbane Archduke may have known about all of this from the beginning to the end, but he is clearly choosing to play dumb, after all, whether the Gray Claw faction goes alone and succeeds in exterminating us, or whether the restless subordinates are wiped out, he will have a harvest that will satisfy him.

Standard tactic of blocking both ends.

But this is a hot potato for us, we can’t even pick it up if we don’t want to right now.

The good news, though, is that my warriors and the Kadman People’s Army are at the end of their cleanup of the Jackals in the Phantom Barony, and they’ve scored an indisputably big win!
They’re going to spend the next day or two regrouping.

After the witch hunters have cleared out the scourge of jackals from the Barony of Morland, I will lead my army into your territory, and we will take on that ambitious jackal warlord on the Andromeda Hills.

The opening battle will be a duel!

We cannot fight them in a war of attrition, and you will be absolutely central in this battle.”

“Hmm?”

Femis looked at Murphy in surprise as she said:
“I know it’s my territory, but Murphy, I don’t even have a decent army of armed Blood Servants under my command, and I can’t talk about the slightest domination over the Andromeda Hills at all. And yet you say I’m at the center of the battle, which is a bit beyond me.”

“And you don’t have to try to understand, because this time we have a new plan.”

Murphy gave a mysterious smile.

He reached out and pushed open the door to Tris’s office, and Femis walked in to meet him face-to-face to see the Blood Vulture Archduke, who had always liked to touch fish, actually studying a complex-looking psychic energy model with great concentration.

Bouncing scarlet points of light hovered in front of her, forming miniature mappings of spiritual energy spells nested in one ring after another, looking like she was solving a super difficult geometry problem.

Tris would be frowning tightly as she tried to reorganize and complete the creation of a new psychic energy spell from these complex spell mappings.

This was a completely unimaginable operation for an ordinary psychic master, but for a psychic master like Tris, it was only a slightly “difficult” subject.

How can I put it?

Anyway, after Tris recovered her strength, Murphy had never seen Tris use the normal school of psychic skills in several battles, and all the skills used by the Blood Wyvern Archduke were her “original” fighting style.

Although most of them are based on the normal school of psychic energy with minor modifications, but this kind of behavior can be based on their own style of fighting and specifically make a set of unique skill tree for themselves, we generally call it “super genius”!
Murphy looked at all this with satisfaction, he felt that his “girlfriend” was perfect, except for the fact that she was a bit too mature due to her age.

And Phineas’ eyes widened. She looked at the mysterious operation of Tris in front of her, as a high-level psychic master she could only find out a little bit of thoughts and trajectory from those strange operations, she could barely tell that this ultra-complex technique was aimed at breaking some kind of “isolation”.

“I’ve heard that there’s a mandatory requirement in the Ring Tower’s Spiritual Master promotion test, that is, high-ranked Spiritualists must complete the development of a new Spiritual Energy as a ‘sacrifice’ to the mysteries of Spiritual Energy and to pray for more power and wisdom.”

Murphy stood behind Phineas.

He reached out and put his hands on the shoulders of the shorter Femis, a scene that resembled that of a brother and sister, and he said to the dumbfounded looking Missy:
“Voila! The subject you need to complete is close at hand, and Tris will be your ‘guest mentor’ to guide you through this mystery of psychic energy that belongs only to you. The moment it is unleashed for the first time in this world, you will be qualified to proudly call yourself a ‘Spiritual Energy Master’.

Oh, by the way.

I have already given a name to this soon-to-be-born Spiritual Energy Mystery.

Tris and I have agreed that we’re going to call this yet to be born Legion-class psionic artifact ‘Cataclysm’!
If you think that name is too serious, then we’ll go with something a little more playful”

The Vampire Lord grinned, and at Tris’s skittish gaze, he stared at the complex psionic models that he couldn’t understand at all, and said:
“We could call it the ‘Youthful Mini Light Luxury Version of the Astral Rip Grand Art Form’ .”

“Uh, let’s just keep calling it ‘Cataclysm’.”

Femis said out of the corner of his eye:
“The cynicism and jovial style of the second designation might be a bit too early for a traditional vampire like myself, but I bet your warriors would love its dangerously playful nomenclature.

That’s always how they’ll gravitate to anything ‘out of the ordinary’.

I’ll do my best to complete the mystery, but there’s one more thing I have to report to you and Tris, Murph.

About what I found out in the Earl of Sycor’s domain.”

“Well, that matter can be put on the back burner.”

Murphy said with a courteous farewell to the two ladies who were about to start getting busy as he shook his head:

“The rightful owner of the Xike Collar hasn’t appeared yet, it’s a bit too ugly for us to discuss how to occupy that piece of land, it’s not too late to wait until the war in the Andromeda Count’s Collar is resolved first before chatting about this in a victorious manner.

Therefore, I, an uneducated summoner, won’t disturb the two super schoolmasters in their study of the mysterious and unfathomable mysteries of spiritual energy.

We’ll see you later.”
—
“That’s the way it is, Your Lordship.”

Thirty minutes later, in a gloomy room in the Blood Vulture Cloister.

Ms. Laneia, who had just finished her torture, was reporting remotely through a blood-colored crystal to her immediate superior, Yvette Lilliard Cappadocia, the third Knight-Lord of the Knights of the Blood League, the “Arrow of Discipline”.

She told her lord all the information she had extracted from the Wolfsbane captives, and it was only after several seconds that a lazy and husky woman’s voice came out from the blood crystal.

“So, you are certain that you have evidence in your hands that the Gray Claw faction of the Wolfsbane Clan is colluding with the Jackals? Do you know what that means?”

“Yes! Your Excellency.”

Leonia replied sternly:
“Such behavior should be held in contempt in normal times, let alone this current moment of impending black plague, which can already be called ‘mutiny on the brink’! The leader of that Wolfsbane faction actually made peace with the enemies of the Order in order to destroy the remnants of the Blood Vultures, and they must be severely punished.

And I, for one, am more than willing to fulfill that discipline in the name of His Holiness and the Blood Alliance Clan!”

“So, do you need me to send troops to support you? You only have thirty reserve knights and an equal number of Blood Squires on hand right now, and that’s hardly going to be of much use against a warlord with an established power.”

The Third Lord across from her yawned in an evocative manner, and she said in a slightly oddly paced gasp:
“But there aren’t many knights I can mobilize right now either, things are already starting to deteriorate in the Dark Mountains near the outer fortification zones, and Laneia, you know the duties we shoulder with the exertion point of our work!
Haven’t you eaten? You pathetic bastard.”

“.”

Hearing that chortle, Leonia, who was trying to maintain her seriousness, couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

Of course she knew what her lord was doing.

Just as Tris had spat that the three Knight-Lords of the Blood League Knights were all psychopaths, the loyal Bow Knight had to admit that Archduke Tris was completely right in that regard.

Lord Paranor’s pursuit of “pure love” was at best anachronistic, but the opposite side of this third lord’s rotten personal life style problem was obviously more serious, so serious that they, the subordinates, had to cover up for the third lord.

And the most terrible thing is, the promiscuous third lord will not only look for those handsome men, she will not even let go of beautiful women, in the aspect of good appetite can be called ruthless.

However, considering the Third Lord’s “origin”, this “vice” is not surprising.

After all, the third lord of the Knights of the Blood League is a Shadow Elf, which is recognized by all the powers on this continent as the race that knows how to “play” the most, not one of them! Yvette is already considered a “conservative” Shadow Elf, at least she only “plays” with humanoids that she recognizes.

Therefore, for Leonia herself, coming to the Scarlet Fortress for an “errand” at this time was more than just relaxation.

She felt that she could almost be regarded as “escaping from the devil’s den” with a stopwatch.

She was one of the few people under the Third Lord’s command who hadn’t succumbed to sexual harassment in the workplace, but the problem was that as a Shadow Elf, the Third Lord was clearly “interested” in “humiliating” her, a former noble Moon Elf, in some sort of occasion. The problem is that as a Shadow Elf, the Third Lord is very interested in “humiliating” her, a former noble Moon Elf, on some occasion.

Alas, it was a shame to even talk about it!
“I realize that you are under a great deal of pressure at this time, so I am not asking you to send troops to support us in Transylvania. I am merely requesting your permission to officially participate in the cleanup war currently being waged by the Blood Vulture Clan.”

Trying hard to make herself ignore the odd “off-picture” comments, Laneia addressed her immediate lord very seriously:
“My reserve knights and I will participate in the punishment of the Wolfsbane Clan as a force under Lord Murphy’s command, and I will temporarily hand over command to Lord Murphy.”

“Granted!”

Lady Yvette’s voice with satisfaction came out from the blood crystal, and she said in a soft tone:
“But pay attention to safety and don’t cause unnecessary attrition. Also, I’ll need you to make a trip back ‘in person’ in a few days to debrief and make a report. I have also prepared a rather ‘pretty’ dress for you”

“My lord! This is already complete and utter workplace sexual harassment on your part, and His Holiness Pa Ying will punish you for it! And last year alone, you were punished a full 245 times for this!
I think it’s about time you learned a lesson from those whips for even being a Shadow Elf with a terrible character.”

“Wouldn’t that be better? Just thinking about Your Lord’s appearance and demeanor that combines both majesty and handsomeness makes my whole body tingle.

And then think of his punishment.

Ah, let that hot whip fall with stinging pain, the more intense the pain the more wonderful pleasure it will bring, preferably executed by His Holiness himself. Mmm my senses come.”

“Snap.”

As the Third Lord’s voice became high and shrill again, the blood crystal’s communication was promptly and decisively hung up by the expressionless Leonia.

She felt that she was going to suffer from irreversible “mental pollution” if she continued to listen.

“Obviously, on the battlefield, he is as ferocious and cold as the God of Death, why would he be so rotten in private? Are the rumors true?”

The Silver Bow Knight put away his blood crystal and couldn’t help but spit viciously in his heart:

“It is said that because Venerable Lord Paying’s Ancient One bloodline is too powerful, causing the heirs he personally transformed to be incapable of withstanding the reinforcement of the power originating from the source of the Blood Clan, it causes all sorts of strange habits to appear in any blood descendant who receives the Venerable Lord’s first embrace.

None of the three Knight Lords were like this.

So, is this the price of getting power?
It feels really scary.”

Thinking so about the unseemly rumors about the higher-ups, the slatternly-faced Bow Knight pushed open the door of this secret room.

Unsurprisingly, Lord Murphy was waiting for her outside the door.

With a view through the doorway, Murphy could see several Wolfsbane captives in the darkness, who had become strange glazed stone statues, and it was the first time he had seen this unique form of “eternal silence”.

“They are awakened by the sin that burns out their wills, burns all life force from the inside out, and is ushered into eternal silence in extreme agony.

This is the unique power of the Pride’s descendants.

It sounds similar to the Clan of Thorns’ Emotional Ignition, but the two are not the same thing; ours can only be used on those who bear the sins of the body, and there’s a limit to how many times it can be used in a certain period of time, which is handy for torture, but it’s not as effective on a combat level as the Clan of Thorns’ gift.”

Laneia explained, then addressed Murphy with the decorum of a knight:
“The sins of Wolfsbane are confirmed!
In the name of this unforgivable mutiny, the Reserve Knights United under the Third Lord of the Knights of the Blood League have applied to join the War of Punishment against the Jackals and the Wolfsbane Clan! With your permission, Lord Murphy.”

(End of chapter)