My players are so fierce

Chapter 20 20. Eliminating evil is the way to justice. It doesn’t really matter who you cooperate with.

Murphy had to admit that he did underestimate his cute little players.

After listening to Lumina's description of her thoughts, he, an orthodox vampire, stood in the forest for more than ten seconds before coming back to his senses. At this time, his eyes towards Lumina, who looked innocent, had become quite subtle. .

He knows that players always like to do some very abstract tasks, but this, even according to the moral standards of the villain, seems to be a bit over the line.

However, considering the negative moral standards of a vampire as a member of the Midnight Familia, it is just right. Is this seemingly sunny international student girl a natural scheming person? Maybe a little bit yandere-like?

Are you so cruel?

Murphy hesitated for only a few seconds, and then made up his mind.

"Your suggestion is somewhat risky and I need to consider it carefully."

Murphy spoke to Lumina with the calmness that an NPC should have, and then took out the weapons and armor from the psychic bag on his waist and gave them to the young players to try on and let them get familiar with these weapons. performance.

It also included some alchemical bombs seized from the witch hunters and the powerful but heavy automatic hunting crossbow.

"They are all cold weapons!"

More than twenty minutes later, Brother Mingmiao and his group came back surrounded by professionals.

The notebook provided by Murphy in the hand of the onboard happy stick has already been written and drawn with many parameters. He has found a terrain in the forest that is very suitable for an ambush, but when he came back and saw the weapons and armor on his side, he suddenly I can't stand it any longer.

"I'm not familiar with cold weapon warfare."

Happy Stick grabbed a vampire-style swift sword and waved it in his hand. He said to Brother Mingmiao with a numb claw:

"But I know a few guys who play group battles, and their skills are quite good. The windmill sword skills are really good."

"Let's talk about this later. Can you just talk about these things?"

Brother Mingmiao waited to hear the results, while Happy Stick checked the current equipment situation, and his eyes lit up when he finally saw the automatic hunting crossbow.

He quickly stepped forward and played with it a few times. After hearing about the rapid-fire performance of this thing from Niu Niu, he thought for a moment, patted his thigh and said:

"Put this thing on a carriage! Make a simple armored carriage and use it as a fire platform, girl over there! I heard Miao Miao said that your marksmanship is very good, right? Then you can be a sniper.

I can also make a guest appearance as a professional long-range player, and we can use these black explosive bombs to make some land mines or something. "

Wherever the Happy Stick goes, Da Ma Jin Dao sits down, raises his hand, and says:

"If we start the operation tomorrow, we have to start digging fortifications from now on. The other side has soldiers with guns, and even World War I-level firepower will require several foxholes.

If possible, dig a rejection trench! If the other party is sending military supplies, they will definitely not carry them with their shoulders and hands. Since there are vehicles, it is very useful to deny trenches.

The road in the woods beyond was deserted, and they had only one way to go.

It’s a pity that we don’t have enough gunpowder, otherwise we could make some heartless cannons or something like that.”

"The more you talk, the more punishment you get."

Brother Mew Miao rolled his eyes, but then he had an idea and immediately reported to Murphy. When he heard that the players planned to stay up late to work here, Murphy was stunned for a moment.

He didn't mind that the players stayed here as free labor. Anyway, he had already reported to Miss Femis that he had a blood servant.

He was just surprised that the young players were more enthusiastic about this matter than he was?

But then I thought about it and thought that they wouldn't really die, so it was just a military game. This was much better than my own situation.

"Can!"

Murphy nodded and said:

"I'll get you some tools and do what you have to do."

After saying that, he exited the grove and left the rest to his little players. He took Maxim back to the carriage where he was, and called Miriam to get on the carriage.

"I have a task for you."

Murphy took a deep breath and whispered to Miriam:

"I will lure Miss Femis's servants away later, and you can take the opportunity to go to the carriage holding the witch hunter prisoners. They have been tortured by vampires for the past two nights, but they should still be awake this time. "

"What are you going to do?"

Miriam looked horrified.

She had realized that something was not good, but Murphy did not give her a chance to refuse, and the subsequent words were delivered to Miriam's ears with onomatopoeic skills without using her mouth.

The girl's eyes widened as she listened. When she heard the last part, she was so frightened that she covered her ears and screamed:

"You are crazy! If they find out, we will..."

"So don't let them know! Don't worry, this is how we vampires do things. Even if word gets out that other vampires will only praise me for being cruel enough, I will happily accept it as appreciation.

The problem is that you have to act now. "

Murphy reached out and covered Miriam's mouth and said to her:

"Don't be afraid. When the sun is the hottest at noon, even vampires like Miss Femis must sleep in their coffins. As long as you are not stupid enough to lift their coffin panels, no one will jump out and hurt you.

All you have to do is spread the word!

Think about it carefully.

Even if the Witch Hunter captives don't agree to cooperate, they won't betray you! Even if they told her, the vampires would only regard it as a sinister plot to divorce.

Will take action tomorrow!

If they don't seize this last opportunity, what awaits them when they return to Cadman City will be a fate worse than death.

Their wills are useless against the methods of the psionic torturers, and those secrets will eventually be unearthed, bringing death and destruction to their companions.

Trust me, Miriam, this is an opportunity for all of us!

I promise you, no matter what the outcome of your actions is after tomorrow, you will be free! After returning to Cadman City, I will personally send you to the caravan heading to Port Chardeau.

In the name of my elder Lady Tris! "

Miriam stared at Murphy. After nearly a minute of silence, she gritted her teeth and asked:

"Why are you doing this? They are your compatriots! You are pushing them into a pit of fire."

"they are not."

Murphy closed his eyes slightly, waved his hands and said:

"I gave them a smile, and they laughed back at me. Didn't you hear what they called me these two nights? A rat in the mud pit, a waste of Cadman City!

I am relatively gentle, but I am not tolerant enough to pretend that I have not heard all this, and I do not intend to leave my fate to the mercy that the eldest lady may or may not have.

I have only one compatriot in the night!

She is still waiting for me to return in the manor in Cadman City.

Tris would be lonely and sad if I died, and were those vampires nice to you? Miriam, why should you think about their future? "

"Why not let Maxim go?"

Miriam folded her arms in fear and said:

"He's more loyal and you should trust him more."

"Maxim is loyal but he is dumb, and you, you have the wisdom in your mind that can convince those prisoners."

In the dim carriage, Murphy put his hand on Miriam's trembling shoulders and whispered:

"I have never asked, and you have a tacit agreement never to mention it, but you and I both know that you have something in your hands that can help those witch hunters escape."

"You will be responsible for sending me safely to Port Chardeau after all this is over! You will also be responsible for giving me a worry-free reward for my whole life!"

Miriam bit her lip, but she finally made up her mind, raised her head, grabbed Murphy's collar and yelled:

"I will never come back to this hellish place called Transia again in my life, and you owe me this, Murphy! Listen to me clearly. You owe me a huge favor!"

"Yes, I promise to pay it back and do my best to benefit you throughout your life."

Murphy grinned, took out his old pocket watch, looked at the time, and said:

"The sun will be at its strongest in one hour, and the vampires' senses will be weakened to the extreme. Let's make a quick decision, and I'll ask Maxim to pick you up."

——

"Mrs. Adele, my blood servants have gathered in the woods and started digging fortifications for Miss Femis's action tomorrow."

Thirty minutes later, Murphy, who was wrapped in a cloak and covered himself tightly but still wilted by the sun, came to Miss Femis's blood servant and looked indifferent to the man in housekeeper uniform. But a mature lady with at least E said:

"But they need tools and manpower, so I'm going to mobilize all the human servants in your convoy to help."

"This is against the rules, Mr. Murphy."

Mrs. Adele, who was resting next to the carriage, glanced at Murphy, her black and white eyes full of scrutiny and vigilance.

She has been observing Murphy for the past two days.

But the more she observed, the more she realized that this guy was different from every vampire she had ever seen. If it hadn't been confirmed that Murphy was really a vampire, Mrs. Adele would have thought that he was a real cunning human.

Seeing Mrs. Adele's refusal, Murphy didn't talk nonsense to her.

He turned around and opened the door of the big black carriage where Miss Miffy was sitting, and reached out to knock on the small walnut coffin of the eldest lady who was resting.

This move startled Lady Adele;

Unable to maintain her cold ladylike demeanor, she jumped up and accurately grabbed Murphy's wrist and glared at him.

"Look, either you obediently send someone to help! Or I ask the eldest lady to get up and talk to me about this problem at this unseemly time."

Murphy shook off the hand of the well-hidden housekeeper.

The precise movement just now allowed him to judge that the strength of the housekeeper was definitely above his own, and even more powerful than some of the vampires in the team.

This may be a human assassin or rogue with a black iron body, but Murphy is not afraid of her because their "status" is not in the same position.

He straightened his collar, pointed at Mrs. Adele's delicate nose and said:

"I am a member of the Blood Vulture Clan. Even if the eldest lady wants to punish me, I have to wait until I return to Cadman City. But for a butler who has made his master lose face, perhaps the mud of the filthy swamp and the servant dress you are wearing More worthy."

"With all due respect, you are doing something dangerous, Mr. Murphy."

Mrs. Adele's tone became even colder.

She could feel that Murphy was deliberately provoking her, but she didn't know why this weak vampire would do this. Was it really just for some tools?

"But I'm about to lose interest in continuing the conversation with you, you big-breasted, brainless human being!"

Murphy's blood-sucking canine teeth appeared from his mouth, and he said to the butler in front of him in a gloomy tone:

"Please recognize your identity! You wagging bitch!"

This sentence completely made Mrs. Adele's face look ugly.

Her hand was already on the gun fixed to her leg under her long skirt, but after a few seconds, the loyal housekeeper took a deep breath to calm down.

She realized that she was being led by Murphy, and now was obviously not a good time for infighting.

So she took a step back and took out a silver handbell, glanced at Murphy with a cold face, and then rang the bell to summon the human servants of the convoy.

This little chaos perfectly blocked the movement in the carriage behind the convoy.

Maxim was guarding the car with a mask on. He couldn't see his expression, but he could tell by his breathing that he was nervous. He didn't know what Mr. Murphy was going to do, but he knew that now was the moment to test his loyalty!

In the car, Miriam was carefully avoiding the two coffins placed in the large carriage.

She knelt close to Natalie, the huntress who was restrained in the carriage by a terrifying and vicious torture device. The latter's face was bloody and it was obvious that she had suffered inhuman torture, but when Miriam reached out to touch her cheek, she He opened his left eye with difficulty.

His right eye had been beaten to a bloody pulp.

"Shh!"

Miriam made a silent movement towards Natalie in the darkness, and she carefully glanced at the coffin beside her, fearing that the vampire torturer inside would suddenly jump out at this time.

Then she took out a piece of paper from her arms and unfolded it in front of Natalie's eyes, and activated the very ordinary-looking metal bracelet on her wrist, causing it to light up and illuminate the writing on the paper.

The huntress's blood-stained face was still blank at first, but her eyes widened after she understood the writing on the paper.

Miriam did not stay long.

She came here just to say hello. After seeing Natalie nod to her, she wrote another sentence on the paper and put it in front of the huntress.

"The raid is tomorrow night, targeting the Plantagenet Convoy! Make it through tonight, and I will come back tomorrow to release you."

After she left, Natalie glanced at the three companions around her in the dim carriage. They had all been tortured to the point of being reduced to human form.

Blood servants cannot be trusted!

She was sure of this, it must be the vampire named Murphy who was doing something secretly.

However, the internal fighting among vampires has nothing to do with witch hunters like them. If this battle can make these gathered midnight hunters suffer a big loss, then the witch hunters are willing to be used as guns.

Her team members are dead, so the vampires have to die too!

That's fair enough.

"boom"

The huntress kicked over the bucket of blood at her feet with all her strength.

Let the splatter of blood cover up Miriam's remaining breath, and then she closed her eyes and allowed herself to enter a meditative rest to accumulate some strength.

tomorrow night

Tomorrow night, the last chance!

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