513.Chapter 511 510 The Mother of Midnight is above, O Transylvanian

Chapter 511 510.O Mother of Midnight above, what a wealth of beautiful things in Transylvania!

On the last day of the preparatory period for the Festival of the Sacred Blood, Murphy took advantage of the night to go out and walk around the city.

He was pleased to find that the “festival cooperation” between his small players and the locals had progressed quite perfectly.

With only four days of preparation time, they still couldn’t stop their enthusiasm, and now the entire Scarlet Fortress was as beautiful as a red veil under the night sky, and although the large empty lots were still a bit desolate, at least in the residential areas and the commercial areas that had already opened one after another, the festival atmosphere was still very strong.

Especially in the city square!

This would be the moment when most people had already gone to sleep, but the honorable Count White Mountain and his servants who had been banished from the Thorn Duchy were still working here in the dark.

These Northmen vampires were banished from the Duchy of Thorns to participate in the Holy Blood Festival, so they could only participate in the Scarlet Castle’s local Holy Blood Festival with a bit of regret and anticipation, and Earl Whitehill was also a “well-known artist in the region”, so he decided to give a gift to the first Holy Blood Festival in the land under the Murphy’s rule with his own hands.

A giant ice sculpture!

Designed by Andre himself, it was then sculpted by his loyal servant Vesta, the current number two of the White Mountain faction, with the Bloods under the night, and then finally, Tris and Phineas applied psychic magic to it, so that it could last until the end of the Festival of the Sacred Blood without melting.

It was a blood-eating buzzard with its wings outstretched, but the image of Murphy and his warriors braving the elements was molded in a very artistic way where the claws were underneath, and since they couldn’t pick a specific warrior hence the blurring of the face to make it look like a classic image of the locals.

It’s not yet formed, but from what’s been carved out, it’s definitely a festive piece of art that will get people in the mood, and it’s simple enough for anyone who sees it to understand what it’s trying to say.

It was thought that when the dawn broke tomorrow morning, when the Holy Blood Festival officially opened, this magnificent ice sculpture would definitely be able to make the entire city excited.

The large ice sculpture was placed in the center of the five large booths in the square, where the exhibition area had been chartered by the players. Unfortunately, at the moment, apart from Brother Woo Meow and Lady Water’s team, the other guilds couldn’t come up with a decent plan for the festival and didn’t want to miss out on it, so they could only simply put it up for display.

As far as possible, they could make a little bit of gimmicky work to show a little presence.

Anyway, Murphy heard that the student party was going to have a monkey concert, and invited all the current players who had confidence in their singing skills to come and support the show, while Stick’s idea was still the same as that of the army’s festival, picking some veterans to perform a little bit of talent.

What hand breaks a brick, what needle sticks to glass, what throat against the gun and other hard work.

It’s all about publicizing military life to bring in new recruits to his team, and it’s far more publicity than practicality, but the locals should love it.

The most fucked up of all is old Huo.

This guy recently business is more and more addicted, that is, after the great success of the Treasure Bay business, he is to seize an opportunity to publicize their own industry, but the administrative office strictly prohibit the wind of gambling blowing in Transylvania, so the old Huo originally intended to hold the “First Charity King of Gamblers Competition” the scale of the shrinking again and again.

He originally planned to pack three booths, but in the end, only one was approved, and Miriam strictly ordered that all proceeds from the King of Gamblers Contest must be donated to the orphanage and old people’s home under the management of Sister Jules.

But Old Huo didn’t care.

He understands the significance of spending money on publicity and he is also an avid gamer, so this event is also considered his “family silver benefits” for the player community. This is not just empty talk, all the supplies and expenses for the other four booths were basically sponsored by Old Huo, the player’s big money maker.

This makes the old Huo in the forums won the “timely rain” good reputation, shouting to put him on the street lamp player’s voice for a time is also a lot smaller.

Murphy couldn’t wait to see the scenery when the festival opened tomorrow, he stretched his wings and planned to drop down to chat with Andrei for a few minutes, but before he could move, he heard Tris’s helpless voice from the quantum communication in his “Creator’s Battle Suit”:

“Come back quickly! That psycho is at it again.”

“Huh? Which psycho?”

Murphy asked rhetorically as he didn’t respond for a moment:

“There are so many psychopaths in Transylvania, especially my cute little players, by local standards, each of their strange behavior qualifies as a severe psychopath.”

“Who else could it be?”

Tris spat:
“The one who calls me ‘goddess’, and if you don’t come, I’m going to take him up on his invitation to go out and enjoy the moon tonight?”

“Ah, Knight Palanor is here? Well, you wait, I’ll be right back.”

Murphy immediately couldn’t sit still when he heard this, he flew down and grabbed Andre and flew into the sky, startling the Earl of White Mountain who had just finished his fine carving, the latter struggled in the air and shouted:
“You fly slower! I’m a little dizzy.”

“Just like you, you still deserve to be called a vampire? Hey, you have wings too!”

Murphy said contemptuously, only to receive a vicious spit from the Earl of White Mountain:
“Nonsense! Our wings are just decorations that represent the identity of the Blood Clan, I don’t fly this fast at such a high altitude! Hey, stop spinning, I’m going to throw up, damn it! This is so undignified.”

“I’d advise you to hold it in, and try to make sure you’re as well groomed as possible, because I’m going to take you to meet a ‘big shot’.”

Murphy warned maliciously:
“If your White Mountain faction intends to make a name for itself in vampire civilization, then this meeting tonight is so important that even Lady Shani will have to maintain her decorum in front of this guest.”

Andrei’s face changed slightly.

Guessing that his guest might have something to do with the Blood League clan side of things, he put on a stern face in an effort to look more mature, and after he landed, he took a moment to fix his trademark parting, looking at Murphy with a bemused look on his face.

You’re as young as you are, it’s not something unseemly, it’s really hard for people to understand if you have to pretend to be old.

Could it be that Her Majesty, the Wolf Girl, likes the older man type?
Huh?
It seems that I have inadvertently guessed the truth behind Andre’s stubbornness to maintain this “adult appearance”.

A few minutes later, the two “peer” vampires walked into Tris’s parlor, and when they pushed open the door, they heard Tris’s pleasant fake laughter, and the Rose Knight Parano, who was dressed no differently than before, was standing in the center of the parlor.

The man who maintained his “perfect persona” at all times was holding a rose-scented notebook in his hand and telling Tris the stories he had experienced during this time with a very exaggerated gesture.

After seeing Murphy and Andre walk into the room, Parano’s eyes lit up, this golden powerhouse who was perfect in terms of grooming closed the notebook and pinched a blue midnight rose out of his hand as if by magic, and said to Murphy:
“What a gracious reward from fate! To see my compatriot whom I call ‘beautiful’ again this night, time and burdens have not diminished your grooming, but have made you even more magnificent.

Ah, I have seen a Blood Power rising before my eyes!
Ah, dear Murphy, I was certain that you would make something of yourself, but it turns out that my poor imagination has been completely unable to keep up with the speed at which you have molded your wonders.

When I arrived at the Scarlet Fortress, I thought I had traveled through time to the prosperous times of this land a dozen years later, but the truth is that just in the space of three months, you have already done things in your own domain that I could not have imagined.”

“You are most gracious.”

Murphy accepted the blue rose in front of him without any mental pressure, again inserting it delicately into Tris’ slightly coiled hair tonight as he took a step to walk.

It was like an oath of sovereignty.

It made Knight Parano laugh, but of course he, the Knight of Pure Love, could see at a glance the rising intimacy between Murphy and Tris, and the light in Tris’s eyes meant that she was enjoying herself very much and having a good time.

This was a good proof that Murphy had fulfilled his duty as a man and had taken good care of his beloved.

This also makes Murphy in Parano this pure love knight’s heart impression is literally like a rocket rocket upward, and even to reach the level of “as a confidant”.

But after all, he and Murphy are old acquaintances, praise words have been said before, now they will exchange a few pleasantries, and then focus on the first time to meet Andrei.

The proud Paranor looked Andre up and down with a very harsh scrutiny, his lover-like gaze lingered on Andre’s face before speaking softly:

“When Her Majesty, the immensely beautiful Wolf Woman, met with me, she privately requested that I take care of her incapable brother on her behalf, but it seems to me that Her Majesty’s concern is meaningless, as her brother does not need the charity-like care of others.

I see in you the traces left by iron and blood!
That adds just the right touch of bravery to your overly soft exterior, and you have proven to be past the days of being a wolf cub in need of protection.

I see a young wolf king looking for his territory, and there’s no doubt that you’re on the path to becoming a hero, just as I felt when I first met Murphy.
You are learning from him.

I’m not saying that’s bad.

But Murphy has Murphy’s beauty, you have yours, and don’t ever lose the beauty that is yours by worshipping it too much.”

This appraisal from Palano was not a bad one, but as he took out a blue rose and presented it to Andre, the Earl of White Mountain chose to reject it.

He looked at Palano and said in a deep voice:
“I have long heard of your name, the Knight of the Rose who guards true love, I know that you will only bless those who are truly in love, and I would prefer that you bless my future in this field.”

“Oh?”

The Rose Knight looked back in surprise at Tris and Murphy, who replied with a rather subtle look.

Now even the Rose Knight blushed a little, he tsked and circled around Andre a few times, shaking his head:
“No, not yet! Far from it, the path you have chosen is too crazy, and while I too do not resist such dangerous and deviant beauty, I must warn you! The beautiful one you are chasing has dedicated her life to her country, and there is no room in her heart for selfishness.

That is what she told me herself, and I do not think she was joking.” “I will protect that country! She just needs to take care of my heart.”

Andrei bowed his head and said something rather frightening.

This might be the first time he had stated his ambition in front of outsiders, but Parano’s status was special after all, and the guy really had an exaggerated nickname on the continent, “The Guardian of True Love”.

Legend has it that if there is a period of love to get his blessing, then this love will be able to blossom into a perfect, have to say, this is really a terrible superstition, but in the continent of countless women’s hearts, the handsome and incomparable Rose Knight Palano is really the “God of Love” in the mortal world, if the star world really have such a God.

But in the face of Andre’s request, Parano still chose to shake his head.

He sighed and said:

“Ah, love, the perilous rose above the cliffs, the terrible torment for anyone who tries to pluck it, I will not bless you at this time, but I will watch you, Andrei. In due time, I promise, if I confirm your heart, then I will send my blessing.”

With that said, the Knight of the Rose looked back to Murphy as he said quietly:
“Your Transylvanian land is always capable of such jaw-droppingly bizarre things, and to be honest, I’m beginning to regret agreeing to come here on the orders of Venerable Lord Paying, and tonight’s encounter is really worrying about the future of one of the outstanding young men in my clan.

He might do terrible things in the future because of this overly twisted love, I’ve really seen too many of these things .”

“But that’s the specialty of our hellhole, you have to savor it.”

Murphy chuckled, then said with a straight face:

“So, Knight Palanor, I have to confirm that you have rushed here on the orders of His Holiness Pa Ying, to come and protect the Jackal’s spokesman for civilization in the future?”

“Yes, I traveled day and night from Greenie Island to come here as soon as I received the order.”

The Rose Knight said with a nod:
“Tris told me that the Jackal named ‘Hogg’ is in the city of Batasin talking to Lady Shani, the seventh goddess of my heart, is that correct?”

“Why is ‘Winterfox’ number seven? And I’m ranked just outside of twenty?”

Tris instantly slapped her chair and said with great dissatisfaction:

“You really have a problem with this ‘goddess ranking’! Paranor.”

In response to Tris’s complaint, the Rose Knight could only give an awkward fake smile, he couldn’t say that Tris was already a ‘passing goddess’ in this era, could he?
This truth was too shocking.

“Hogg will return to Scarlet Fortress in two days, and then he will travel to the Dark Mountains through the Filthy Swamp in pursuit of the Jackal’s civilization tablets.”

Murphy took over and said softly:
“Speaking of the civilization tablet, I must confirm that the Blood League Knights defense line in the Barren Mountains still hasn’t been able to find any traces of the Torn Flesh?”

“No, I confirmed with Lord Heather two hours ago.”

Paranor sighed:

“That side has searched the entire vicinity of the Desolate Mountains, but there is still no trace of the Warlock Torn Flesh, either it has escaped into the depths of the Dark Mountains, or it just had an accident on the way. But whichever it is, it’s a very troublesome state of affairs for our next move.

Even though I’m a Gold One, I’m not very good at tracking and I really don’t want to deal with the Third Lord who’s good at it.
You guys have no idea how scary that woman is.

She plans to capture me and make me her plaything, treating my proud purity as a trophy she must get her hands on, and thankfully I’m still a bit good at it.”

“Ugh, every time I hear you talk about what’s going on within the Blood League Knights, I get the feeling that there’s something really wrong with your group.”

Murphy spat, to which Parano had nothing to say.

Because he himself thought that the three lords of the Blood League Knights, including him, weren’t really serious vampires .
“I propose that Andre and his White Mountain faction join you for the time being, they are hunters trained by Lady Shani herself, and they are very good at tracking.”

Murphy said to Paranor:
“At the same time, the Bow Knight Lady Laneia and her escorts under the Third Lord are also on duty in Transylvania, and they can serve as your subordinates in this mission of escorting Hogg. In this way, you are not acting alone.”

“Hmm, a very proper arrangement, I have no objections.”

Paranor didn’t actually care who assisted him.

Although he was a pure love psychopath, he was really strong and protecting a jackal was definitely a breeze.

“Then let’s attend the Holy Blood Festival in Scarlet Fortress first next.”

Murphy invited:

“After the Holy Blood Festival celebration is over, we can set off to the Desolate Mountains together, as the Governor of Transylvania, I must personally visit my chosen battlefront, and in the meantime, take in the customs of the Dark Mountains.”

“Well, I was planning to rush back to the Order’s headquarters to attend the Blood Alliance Clan’s Holy Blood Festival, but since such a beautiful you extended an invitation, it would be impolite for me to refuse.”

The Rose Knight revealed an expectant expression as he said:

“Then let me see what a beautiful festival can be born on this great land.”

“You’re sure you’ll have an eye-opening experience.”

Murphy gave a rather subtle smile.

Being so confident made Paranor very curious as well, a curiosity that lasted until early the next morning when the festivities of the Festival of the Sacred Blood opened in the city’s central square.

When the “Fashion Show” prepared by the Silver Moon’s Pride Group kicked off, and the girls led by Mrs. Water started the first wave of booth walks wearing very otherworldly clothes, not only was Knight Palano shocked to the point that his mouth was wide open, even the young and old men in the entire city were truly amazed.

As it turns out, Vikina’s fear that the “storytellers” under Brother Meow Meow’s command would steal their thunder was completely unfounded.

Mrs. Shui’s confidence was far from empty.

Half an hour into the festival, the other four booths were deserted, while the popularity of their side could not be said to be soaring, but only boiling over.

Each team of different styles of ladies stepping catwalk out, can set off a wave of whistles and cheers below, this is not forbidden to throw coins into the “reward”, it is estimated that this will be flying in the sky of copper are going to break the beautiful face of these girls.

And the climax of the atmosphere comes from the four golden flowers wearing the water lady elaborately designed cheongsam on stage.

The entire scene of the young and old men and women, one by one, their eyes are going to fly out.

In the stands, Palano was so excited that he pulled out a large bouquet of midnight roses, just like the “Heavenly Man Scattering Flowers”, sprinkling those precious beautiful flowers only produced by his rose garden from the sky, giving the show an absolutely perfect temporary stop.

Mrs. Water’s design is two shows per day in the morning and two in the afternoon, on the one hand, to take care of the physical strength of the girls, on the other hand, it is not good to steal the limelight of the other brothers.

But with this hot situation early this morning, it was already confirmed that their booth had locked the top prize of this Holy Blood Festival in advance.

“It’s so beautiful! It’s too beautiful! This is simply an event where countless beauties converge, I never imagined that just the matching of costumes and beauties could create such a stunning effect!”

Palano was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

He took out his own notebook to quickly sketch and record the pageant, and said to Murphy, who was smiling and silent beside him:
“Transylvania is truly a land of wonders! The beauty that can be born here will surely top the continent… Well, is the main body of the next show in two hours the ‘Desert Style’? I’m really looking forward to it.

Your Excellency, may I purchase some beautiful clothing to bring back to my goddesses?”

“Of course, you can go to Lady Water to talk about this deal.”

Murphy smiled as he took out a handkerchief and handed it to the Rose Knight as he whispered:
“Don’t be so excited, Sir Paranor, you have a nosebleed.”

“Oh, an old problem.”

The Rose Knight was not amused as he shrugged his shoulders and explained:

“I get nosebleeds when I see things of soul-stirring beauty… I’ve had it since I was a human. Hmm? What’s going on in that field over there? I heard them telling stories of Avalon, so is it a spreading of the faith?”

“No, they’re doing comic relief. It’s a new specialty of Transylvania, not to be savored.”

(End of chapter)