Chapter 85 84 Good News! The Waste Development Team finally nailed the new job

Chapter 85 84 Good News! The waste development team has finally nailed the new career system [2460].

(Extra for brother ‘Huo整挺好'[9/20] )
Murphy had his own reasons for running to talk to Old Knight about cooperation.

Right now the key to enter the Blood Wyvern Cloister, the fragment of desire that symbolized the Blood Wyvern Archduke’s position was in Old Finnock’s hands, only that using it required Sarokdal’s direct heir, Missy Fimis, and several Blood Wyvern vampires as assistants.

But now the situation is, after Tris suddenly came to a wave of “battlefield recognition of relatives” divine twist, both sides already have a basis for cooperation that can not be called “mutual trust”, as Murphy again emphasized his determination, the old knight also very seriously and they discussed the details of the action. The old knight also discussed the details of the operation with them very seriously as Murphy emphasized his determination again.

“General Loren and King Louis of the Kingdom of Canary Blossom want to confirm the destruction of the Blood Vulture Clan, after all, you played quite a central role in the confrontation between the Confederation of Portia and the Kingdom.

Especially after the capital of the Portia Confederacy, Cicco City, was overrun by General Loren two years ago, and almost all of the heads and top brass of the entire country were captured, however, the entire center of the Confederacy’s resistance force quickly shifted to Cadman City.

For the next two years, the Blood Vulture Clan fought against the Kingdom of Canary Flower with their bare arms.

This was the stronghold of the resistance!
That’s why General Loren implemented the ‘Plan D’ that made me feel inhumane, a war that lasted for ten years couldn’t be brought to a true end without confirming the true destruction of the enemy.

Therefore, the goal of our trip is also clear.

That head of Salokdar.”

Old Finok said to Murphy, the leader of these vampires in front of him:
“As well as, if possible, the eternal overthrow of the Blood Vulture Clan!”

“It doesn’t matter, I wasn’t planning on inheriting a clan title I don’t even like, it doesn’t matter if I’m going to be called Bloodwyvern or anything else from now on.”

Murphy shrugged as he said:
“The most important issue now is that we only have three days left.”

“No, the remaining time is more generous than you guys expected.”

The old knight dropped the branch in his hand that was rattling the campfire, and he said with a certainty in his tone:
“You are trapped here with no access to the outside world, the real situation is that on the day Cadman City was attacked, the Winter Wolf Legion of the Kingdom of Nordtorf had already crossed the eastern line of the Confederacy of Portia.

In the past seven days, they have raced across the Ice Bay region and the Great Plains of Kavhoka, and the southernmost Crimson Fortress in the Transylvania region was taken over by the Winterwolf vanguard two days ago!

The more than 10,000 elite armed Blood Servants and the core of the clan that you had stationed there have surrendered to the Northmen, presumably because the events in Cadman City have spurred them on to decide that the Blood Wyvern Clan is finished.

In any case, the entire region of the Filthy Swamp has now been brought under military control, and with the brutal character of the Northmen, if the Blood League Knights chose to transit there, they would undoubtedly be delayed for a period of time.

Therefore, the time for action is a bit more generous than you might think.

My suggestion is to leave a day or two for both of us to consolidate our forces, and also, I’ll need the specific topographical map of the Blood Wyvern Cloister!”

Murphy and Tris immediately looked at Big Miss Phineas, the latter’s throat moved and the expression on her face was so complex that it was hard to describe it in words, then she nodded her head and said in a mute voice:

“No problem, since we have decided to cooperate then we will provide you with the necessary information, but I want to keep the title of ‘Blood Vulture’! Even if not as a clan just as an internal faction of a fledgling clan.”

She looked over at Murphy, her swollen eyes were as supplicating as they had ever been.

“You’re setting yourself up for trouble, inheriting that title full of grudges will only add more turmoil to your already unfortunate life.”

Tris whispered.

It appeared to be a complaint, but in reality it was more like a discouragement.

“I agree.”

Murphy didn’t dwell too much on this issue as he turned back to the old knight:

“Tris will stay in the ruins of Cadman City to help me manage the survivor camp, and in the meantime, deal with delaying the Blood Alliance Knights that may arrive! My assistant Miriam will stay behind to assist her.”

“But I intend to.”

Tris didn’t want to run away from this battle, however Murphy looked back at her and held her hand, feeling the strength in her fingers, Tris stopped talking and fell silent.

She knew where Murphy’s concern stemmed from.

The influence of the bloodline contract on vampires was too overbearing, and once Tris’s bloodline met the honorable Salokdar, it was likely to cause unnecessary waves.

Murphy obviously didn’t want her to be hurt by her past.

“One more thing!”

After seeing that Tris no longer insisted, Murphy felt relieved in his heart, and he emphasized to the old knight again:

“Do you still remember the warrior who visited you earlier? The warrior under my command who wielded the Blade of Avalon’s Blessing, he was courteous enough to visit forward to seek knowledge, but he was rudely beaten up by you guys.”

The old knight didn’t answer, just stared at Murphy waiting for his next words.

The vampire was young but didn’t seem to lack experience in negotiating and trading, and Finnock didn’t feel that he had specifically blurted out this incident to tell a joke or something.

“Just three hours ago, he was recognized by Avalon as an Oak Apprentice, and I witnessed that with my own eyes.”

Murphy whispered.

The news startled the old Fennok who rose up with a start, while Natalie, who was mumbling about repairing her self-belief beside him, rounded her eyes.

“This can’t be!”

Old Finok said in a deep voice:
“After the Ten Years’ War directly caused by the rebellion of the Old Religion, Avalon has never again responded to the call of any human believer other than me, who holds the Sacred Blade!

Do you realize what this event means?

This is not a subject to be joked about!”

“Do you think I would joke with you about faith at this point in time? Am I really so humorous in your eyes? Knight Finok. My warrior is a human. But he is not a human of this world.

He is my summon.

Surely this cannot be hidden from you, after all, Lady Natalie has seen those truths with her own eyes.”

Murphy spread his hands and said:

“If you don’t believe me, then you can see for yourselves when they ‘return’ to this world tomorrow! I mean, if my Warriors can become Oak Apprentices, that means the remaining Warriors can become Witch Hunters just like you.

We’re cooperating!
So, my side’s request is that you send someone to teach them how to use the power of natural psychic energy!
In two days, my sixty warriors who do not fear death will be ready, along with my loyal warriors, and we will step into the Blood Wyvern Cloisters to join you in your crusade against Salokdar.

I don’t mind my warriors being cannon fodder for the pathfinder, but I must get them treatment befitting their status and dedication.

Therefore, I ask that you open up your arsenal of weapons and come up with some tips and combat handbooks to quickly boost their power, and we can pay with whatever you want.”

“Little Finnock, you and this disciple of yours must swear an oath to Avalon! You will help my little Murphy keep this secret about the otherworldly warriors!”

Tris added after Murphy had finished speaking, and she emphasized:

“You have seen with your own eyes how those brave children fought against far stronger vampires, and such a group of intrepid pioneers can greatly reduce your casualty rate.

It will do you no harm.”

“We need to discuss this, after all, it is a matter of faith that you faithless vampires simply cannot understand.”

The old knight grimaced and didn’t answer positively.

But the fact that he at least didn’t refuse already showed that there was still something to talk about.

“They want to join the Church of Avalon!”

Natalie beside him wasn’t so composed, and she made the offer almost immediately saying:
“If your warriors can be recognized by Avalon, they will have to become one of us when they learn this power! This is non-negotiable!”

Natalie had expected this request to be rejected by Murphy.

After all, no one would push a powerful and potential force under their command to others, and she was even prepared to bargain with Murphy.

But she didn’t expect that after she made the request, Murphy nodded without hesitation and rightfully so and said:

“Of course, this request is very reasonable, you can not only ask my warriors to join the old religion, you can even ask them to become recruits of your White Oak Warrior Regiment, I am not resistant to my warriors having a new identity.

Of course you cannot force them to accept your teachings.

They can be propagandized, they can be guided, but they cannot be forced!
I want to emphasize that they come from an atheistic world, so I want you to be prepared in advance for certain blasphemous actions and words from them when you make contact.”

“O Avalon above! They are just as pitiful as the halflings who play with machinery as you descendants of eternal sin…” The look on Natalie’s face at the word “atheism” was even better than it had been when she met the vampires.

These people who had grown up with faith could not imagine what life was like without it.

In their minds, having no faith meant that their souls were unprotected, and that after death they would be left alone with no idea where their souls would go.

This kind of deviation Murphy is difficult to explain and lazy to explain.

But he knew that Natalie’s idea was the mainstream of this world.

You see, even if people hate vampires, not also have a “mother of the night” such as the mantra, now even Murphy can be very slippery to say a “mother of the night blessing” to enhance his NPC image in the minds of players.

This is called “follow the customs”.

“Two days, is it enough time for your warriors to grow up?”

The old knight asked before leaving.

Murphy, who was supporting Tris, instantly looked at Old Finok with the gaze of a fool as he said quietly:

“They’re just otherworldly people not otherworldly gods! How could they grow into elite veterans in two days? But they do have a strong ability to learn, and two days is enough time for them to be transformed.

The prerequisite is that you guys have to come up with something real.

However, I believe that the influence that the matter of ‘mankind regaining Avalon’s blessing’ itself will have amongst the tree-falling old religion followers will definitely be much more valuable than those things you guys have come up with.

You should be able to understand that.”

After saying that, Murphy took his people and disappeared into the darkness of the night with a big swing.

After leaving the witch hunter camp, Tris whispered to Murphy:

“There is a terrible hesitation in Finok’s heart, I can feel that he is not as simple as he shows, paying lip service to General Loren’s appreciation and the pardon from King Louis, but he doesn’t believe in those political tricks.

He had lived two hundred years.

A long enough life to give him insight far beyond that of his countrymen, and I guess that he would have been looking for a way out for his fellow men as well.

I mean, a way out other than becoming cannon fodder for the wars of the Kingdom of Goldfinch.

Little Murphy, this is an opportunity!
They have nowhere to go, and you have no one to go to.”

Tris took hold of Murphy’s wrist as she whispered:
“If you can accept that you have a bunch of witch hunters in your territory who think about how to get you killed every day, maybe.”

“I understand, but now is not the time.”

Murphy responded with a nod:
“We have to prioritize things, let’s settle the trouble in the Blood Wyvern Cloister first, go back and rest, let Bonnie and Adele accompany you back.

Miriam, take care of my honors.”

“Got it.”

The redhead nodded.

For once in the company of four vampires, she had no intention of showing what she really thought about vampires inside, and to be honest, Miriam herself thought that Mrs. Trixie was different from other vampires.

She was just one of those weird um, not sure how to describe vampires.

Anyway, as far as Mrs. Tris was concerned with this drunken look, no matter what she used to be, she certainly couldn’t be a bad person now.

And based on Miriam’s sneak peeks, she realized that those little tidbits of information about the relationship between Murphy and Tris that had been spreading so fiercely in the small circle of players shouldn’t be empty.

The relationship between these two did feel strange.

After they left, Murphy stood on the wilderness outside of Cadman City and raised his head to look at the starry sky that was a bit darker than before, after a few seconds he turned back and said to Missy Femis who was quietly standing behind him:
“It should be hard for you to accept this now, shouldn’t it? Either you collude with outsiders to kill your father, or you’ll have to face the fate of being killed by your own kind in the name of ‘Taboo’.

To be honest, Onii-sama, I always used to resent your unexplained and ungrounded arrogance, but now, I pity you a little instead.”

“Honorable bloodlines don’t need to be pitied!”

Phimis replied in a mute voice:

“I will personally question my father about everything that happened back then as well as my mother’s final whereabouts Thank you, Murphy, for helping me get my head when I was at sixes and sevens.

I pondered.

Your strategy is indeed the optimal solution right now.

I used to resent your sightlessness and actions that were different from your kind, but now, I think you will make a fine lord.

I need some quiet time for the next two days, so let’s meet again at the start of the operation.

Finally, I know I’ve said this before, but I still want you to take care of Adele.

After the false memories broke, she is no longer just a loyal servant in my heart, she is more like a sister who grew up with me.”

“I’ll try.”

Murphy responded with a standard of etiquette:

“But as you also know, the path I chose is destined to be filled with crises, so it’s impossible for Lady Adele to enjoy peace and quiet.”

“So, I will give you this.”

Missy took out something from her showy yet luxurious psychic bag and handed it to Murphy with both hands.

The vampire took it in his hand and found it to be an uncut ebony stone, crystal clear glowing obscurely but mysteriously in the night.

She said:

“This is the material used to make the Grave Badge, in the past it would only be given out to the Matriarch’s own guards, I just happen to have a piece here, do you know how to make it?”

“Tris told me.”

Murphy said as he surveyed the stone in his hand:

“A large tomb is needed to allow me to better perceive the true nature of dark psychic energy at the level of death, and the city of Cadman now lacks everything but tombs.

It’s a good time to take this opportunity to appease the spirits of the dead, so that we don’t end up with something as bad as a grudge tomb in our territory in the future.”

“Us?”

Missy suddenly raised her head.

She glanced at Murphy and whispered:
“Is there actually a place for me in the territory and family you you’re going to establish? You’re silly, aren’t you? Doesn’t a ‘remnant of the previous dynasty’ like me need to be cut down to the roots?”

The question she asked caused Murphy to show an expression like looking at a fool for the second time tonight.

He sized up Missy, who had completely lost that cold and rejecting aura of her former self again, and he sighed, saying:
“You’re not a remnant of the previous dynasty, Missy, please recognize your own identity clearly, okay? You are clearly a germinating ‘seed essence’.

It just happens to have grown into a vampire’s appearance.

I don’t think that after you know your identity, you still dare to accept the kindness of the Blood Alliance Knights and run to them for refuge, what’s the difference between that and a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?
Since we all survived with great difficulty, let’s live well.

After all, there are only a few of us left in this family.

Love or hate, that’s all in the past, you see, I’m a person who is indeed very open-minded in this regard.”

The rather offensive sounding words caused Missy to lower her head, and just as Murphy was feeling like he hadn’t made the wrong joke and was about to apologize, he heard Phineas whisper:
“Thank you for accepting me so that I don’t have to embark on a bitter journey alone, so that I don’t have to be displaced from my home in this not-so-friendly world. Murph, thank you.

This time from the heart.”

(End of chapter)