Chapter 526 525 Mr. Qin, do you want gay friends? [Monthly ticket plus
Chapter 526 525. Mr. Qin, do you want a gay friend? - [Monthly ticket plus 710 more updates]
At this moment of farewell, Sister Palian blushed with embarrassment when she heard Dahui's unscrupulous remarks.
Amidst the weird laughter and whistles of the old players who were watching the excitement around him, he said his final farewell to the gray man with a "little fist punch on your chest" gesture, and then came forward at the call of Mrs. Palian who looked dissatisfied.
Carriage to the Chamber of Commerce.
Brickman and Samoyelia laughed, standing on both sides of the duster, reaching out to pat their junior brother who kept wiping his tears.
The two of them were worried about the emotional development of the gray man. Now that they finally saw the success of their cultivation, they naturally had a strange aunty smile.
Murphy and Miriam stayed where they were, watching the convoy slowly set off. They and the players gathered around stood in the cold wind of the dark night, listening to the children in the convoy singing local songs, and watching them gradually
Walking further and further away.
"Hey! You three little fools! Your chicken brother died and can't come, but he asked me to tell you that he will definitely go to Port Chardeau to see you!"
The traveler Xiao Zhou waved his hand and said to the three boys who were lying behind the carriage and crying loudly:
"Go over there and go to school and don't embarrass your chicken brother!"
"Sister Lumina will also come to see you, so be good."
Menghaha, who came to say goodbye on behalf of the Silver Moon Pride Group, also raised his hands and shouted, and several children rescued by Lumina responded loudly in the dark night.
And the dump truck Iai brother who had managed these children in the survivor camp was just waving his hands, and the middle-aged emotions surged up so that he did not dare to speak at all, for fear that he would cry.
Quan Xuan's semi-truck was standing next to him, patting the dump truck's shoulder, while Brother Shovel was holding a flute and playing the melody of "Farewell" on the side of the road.
But it's okay not to brag about it. Once it was blown, many administrative players started wiping their eyes.
All this fell into the eyes of Murphy, who quietly observed them, and the Governor was satisfied.
On the way back to the city with Miriam, he looked at the Scarlet Castle at night and said to Miriam:
"They are already qualified Transians, just like me."
"Well, I didn't quite understand why you had to let your warriors interact so much with the locals. They are obviously people from two different worlds and will never have more interactions in their lifetime."
Miriam brushed her hair and laughed too. She said softly:
"Now I understand, you have taught me another lesson, Your Majesty the Governor."
"Humph, that's because you are stupid, my consul."
Murphy leaned against the carriage and looked out the window, and he said:
"A group of mercenaries who have no emotions and only talk about profit, and a group of soldiers who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their second hometown. Anyone with any brains will know which one to choose.
If you tie them up with pure interests, then in the end there will only be cold interests between you. When you can't give more rewards, they won't have any psychological burden if they give up on you or even draw swords against you.
However, feelings
Invisible lock."
The vampire governor smiled, and after a few seconds of silence, he said:
"Actually, I didn't want the so-called 'fourth natural disaster' from the beginning. If you are a manager on the forum, you also know what this term means. If I want it, I have too many ways to control it among these four.
Quickly form a 'crazy army' within a month.
They will defeat all enemies for me, and even fight into the Dark Mountains without fear of death, but they will also become the cancer that I personally unleash in this world.
They will become a new and more terrifying "black disaster".
If I don't regard this place as my hometown, if I don't regard you as my friends, then I won't have so many burdens. However, Tris and you are like a net that pulls me, who could have easily become the 'Demon King of World Destruction'
The guy became the governor of Transia.
I'm used to my current life.
If a group of evil freaks who treat this place as a playground where they can wreak havoc appear, I will be the first to draw my sword and drive them out.
The wanton behavior of outsiders will turn this place into a hell on earth, so I will not hesitate to drive out those bastards who will only bring disaster and chaos, but now, we can absolutely trust our foreign friends who are both good and evil.
.
Because we know that they will sacrifice everything for this land just like we protect Transia!
Perhaps this is the so-called 'bond' they have been talking about.
Between the easy shortcut and the long journey, I chose the latter, but I don’t regret it, because I realized that the Creator may not have chosen me by rolling the dice.”
"You are a good person, Murphy. I knew I could trust you the night you didn't turn me into your blood servant."
Miriam said softly:
"There is no shame in being a good person, but those who fall into darkness casually are not worthy of mastering amazing power."
"Indeed, there is nothing simpler in this world than becoming a bad guy. On the contrary, living your life in accordance with your true heart has become the most difficult achievement."
Murphy smiled, glanced at Miriam, and said:
"I will leave for Barren Mountain soon, and Professor Malcolm has also left. This will make the burden on your shoulders heavy again. Are you ready?"
"Hey, I am the Scarlet Archon chosen by you personally! I am a role model for the women of Transia."
Miriam snorted, opened her thermos cup and took a sip of tea. She said:
"Don't underestimate me."
"good."
Murphy said:
"Seeing that you are so confident, I feel relieved, but before I leave, there is one more thing that needs to be dealt with. You can go with me."
"Um?"
Miriam looked at Murphy in surprise, but the latter had no explanation.
Until the carriage stopped at the renovated entrance of the Scarlet Corridor, the two got out of the car. Murphy turned and glanced at the rear construction area that had been leveled. In a few days, the old Chentou planned to serve as the new symbol of Scarlet Castle.
Construction of the Midnight Tower will begin here.
After the tower is completed, it will stand directly above the Scarlet Corridor and integrate with the space below, becoming the new base camp of the Blood Vulture Clan.
"follow me."
Murphy made a gesture, and Miriam followed him all the way down to the bottom of the Blood Vulture Corridor, near the deceased's hut. The Archon finally saw the "guest" he was going to meet tonight.
A skeleton.
To be precise, a skeleton carrying the soul of a corpse witch.
High-level undead such as corpse witches will choose fresh corpses as carriers for themselves when their bodies are destroyed. This can ensure that they have a certain ability to protect themselves after resurrection. However, in emergencies, decayed bones can also be used to achieve this.
Resurrection, anyway, the corpse witch's existence rests on the phylactery rather than the body.
However, the fact that Murphy brought the Archon to see this newly resurrected skeleton with such great fanfare is enough to prove that this guy has a "special status".
The corpse witch Bella and his wife Bernice don't know where to go for a walk now. The pantsless demon A Feng has been strengthened by the spells of the ghost grimoire and can move freely, so he no longer stays in the hut of the dead but stays with him.
's mother.
At present, there are only a group of silent dead left in the hut of the dead and the surrounding area designated as the "Zone of the Dead".
These guys are all souls resurrected from the swamp by the gnolls. They have nowhere to go and are extremely silent. They have been staying here since they came to the Scarlet Corridor. They did not cause any trouble and acted as if they did not exist at all.
Has a super low sense of presence.
"Let me introduce you to my Archon."
Murphy pulled up a chair and sat in front of the silent bones in front of him. He stared at the blue spiritual fire dancing in his eyes and said to Miriam beside him:
"This guest's name is Rotum Hugh Baldwin."
"?!"
The Scarlet Archon's eyes suddenly widened, and she exclaimed:
"So, it really belongs to General Baldwin, the commander of the Winter Wolves."
"Great-grandfather!"
Murphy explained in a tactful tone:
"Lord Rotem was the commander who commanded Boris's Vanguard Army to enter the swamp during the Second Black Disaster. At that time, the Winter Wolf Legion had not yet been formally established. It was just a combat regiment under Boris' Vanguard Army.
From this point of view, Lord Rotem can be regarded as the first Winter Wolf General.
After him, that position was never awarded to a military commander other than the Baldwin family.
In addition to the fact that the Baldwin family has indeed produced talents from generation to generation, it is also because of this family's respectable loyalty to the king. Their loyalty is so pure that after the Wolf Girl's father overthrew the usurping Rurik dynasty and restored Romano
The Baldwin family was not liquidated even after the legal succession of the husband dynasty.
But I heard from Mrs. Shani that there are some other factors that are difficult to name."
The eyes of the governor and consul were placed on the dead bones in front of them in the next second, and Rotem Samuel Baldwin also raised his head as they wished.
There is no expression on the skeleton's face, but the flexible beating in the eye sockets means that the corpse witch is thinking about whether to answer Murphy's question.
According to Bella in private, although all the corpse witches and Hades knights under the control of the gnolls have no high or low positions and are all slaves of the barbarians after all, Baldwin's reputation among the corpse witches and knights is very high.
Now that the jackals have been killed and the undead cannot rest in peace, Mr. Baldwin naturally becomes the leader of this group of corpse witches.
Even Bella admits this.
Bella received secret help from Lord Baldwin when she was first resurrected. Otherwise, with her bad gladiator temper, it would have been difficult for her to safely spend more than three years of humiliation under the command of the jackals.
Murphy brought Miriam here to see Baldwin tonight because he actually wanted to solve the problem of the ownership of these undead.
The first-generation Winter Wolf General obviously understood this, so it did not speak immediately. Instead, after being silent for nearly thirty seconds, it moved its skull and said in the hoarse and dark tone unique to the undead:
"The reason why Her Majesty the Wolf Lady's father did not liquidate my descendants is not as complicated as you think. My wife is the sister of Hero King Boris, and my descendants naturally became members of the Nomanov royal family.
Although they were only marginal branches, during the long period after my death, my descendants were lucky enough to escape the liquidation of the Rurik dynasty after the change of dynasties. Although I don’t know how they did it, I guess
, without the secret protection of the Baldwin family, the wolf girl's father would never have been able to correct the chaos hundreds of years later.
This is just a simple political asylum and exchange and mutual help from ancient blood relatives, Governor Murphy, and this very impolite little girl with maroon hair who has been staring at me."
"Uh, sorry."
Miriam immediately apologized and explained:
"I know it's rude to look at you like this, but I'm just curious, how can you make such a clear voice when you don't even have vocal cords?"
"I am a corpse witch and I use the power of death."
Rotom made a weird laugh and said:
"Before I died in the swamp, I was the most respected psionicist of Hero King Boris.
Of course, our psychic spells at that time were still very crude and rudimentary, completely incomparable to the exquisite spells you have today. But the bit of psychic manipulation skills I retained after being resurrected allowed me to simulate my voice.
It’s not difficult.”
"You are the brother-in-law of the King of Heroes, and Lady Shani is the youngest daughter of the King of Heroes, so the current Grand Duke of Thorns still has to call you 'uncle'?"
Murphy was curious about Rotem's seniority, and said with a strange look in his eyes:
"You shouldn't have hugged Shani when she was a child, right?"
"That's not true."
The first-generation Winter Wolf general made a very humane shrug and said:
"My relationship with Xiao Shani has always been very bad. She has been a very independent child since she was a child. Before I died in the battle, she didn't have much contact with me as my uncle. It was probably because she wanted to learn psychic powers when she was a child and I rejected the professor.
she.
But you have to understand that in my time, learning psychic powers was still a very dangerous thing.
These parents' shortcomings are enough for both parties to exchange pleasantries.
Governor and Consul, just tell me what you want to talk to me about. Please forgive the impatience of an undead, but my being inexplicably resurrected and serving the gnolls for many years has made me full of enthusiasm for this era.
disgust.
I want to rest in peace.
If you can, don’t tell others that I stayed in this world, it will only make them more troubled.”
"But you should also know that your status is special, especially after Lord Bella has told you about the current situation in Transia. You should know that we will not miss the diplomatic value you can bring to us so easily."
Murphy spread his hands and said directly without any concealment:
"Your great-grandson is now commanding an elite force of the Winter Wolf Legion and is stationed in the Crimean Fortress. Once the two countries are at odds, they can easily attack my territory from the south and I will not be able to make much effective response to this.
Not to mention that you have a high reputation among you poor resurrected people, and I must get your help if I want to command them."
"But you promised before that you don't need us to serve you!"
The first-generation Winter Wolf General whispered:
"So this proves that you are just a two-faced bastard. In addition, if my great-grandson was not picked up from outside, and if he is really the successor of the Baldwin family, then even if I appear in front of him in person, I will not be able to interfere with his
any strategic decision.
By holding me hostage, you will only make my great-grandson's decision-making process more personal.
With all due respect, this is not a good thing.”
"But I didn't hold you hostage either."
Murphy retorted:
"If I really plan to do that, your skull has now been sent to General Baldwin's desk. Lord Rotem, I hope that your assistance is not to start a war, let alone to counter your great-grandson.
I just want to save myself some unnecessary worries when the black disaster occurs. I want to concentrate on dealing with the gnolls without having to worry about being stabbed in the back by 'allies'!
What makes me most uneasy is the Nords' deep-rooted aggression and almost endless thirst for land. I'm sure that once Transia shows its decline, once we lose too much in the Black Disaster, what awaits us?
It will be a shameless sneak attack like the raid on the plains of Kavhoka.
To put it bluntly, I hope that you can become a messenger from Transia, go to your great-grandson to have a conversation between men, and be my messenger to convey my thoughts to him.
I am not afraid of fighting the Winter Wolves, but if it is during the Black Disaster, I hope General Baldwin can see clearly the primary and secondary contradictions."
"That's not his decision!"
Rotem also emphasized his voice and said:
"Soldiers are not the planners of war, we are just the executors, just the extension of politics and the fists of the game. What you should really look for is the wolf girl."
"Do you think I haven't looked for it?"
Murphy retorted:
"Wolf Girl's brother is here with me, and he promised me that Her Majesty Wolf Girl has no plans to continue to 'expand territory' in the near future.
However, you and I both know that the overly powerful military nobles of the Nordtov Kingdom have been a big trouble since the Hero King period. The successive kings of the Rurik Kingdom who stole the country did not dare to attack the army in order to stabilize their monarchy.
This causes this cancer to grow bigger and bigger.
The Wolf Girl is too young. She is not King Louis with a stable throne. Even if she tries her best, she cannot completely control the arrogant marshals and generals under her command. This is the main reason why her military reforms have not shown any improvement.
And that's what worries me the most.
All it takes is a solo attack in the name of 'victory' and the cooperation of a few generals, and the war will break out again.
As long as they succeed in attacking Transia, they will not be blamed by the people. Once they taste more sweetness, the suppression of the Wolf Girl will become a piece of paper.
Mrs. Shani submitted a report to me.
She vaguely reminded me that I must pay attention to the risks in this regard. Some old immortals among the Nords who hold military power have been very dissatisfied with the fact that Nordtov only got the Kavhoka region during the Ten Years' War.
They are a bunch of greedy fools and wild dogs!
I believe that General Baldwin, who is absolutely loyal to Wolf Girl, is not among them, but I must get his written guarantee.
You are the perfect ambassador.
You died in the Black Disaster. You are a hero of the old era. You understand the troubles we have to face better than anyone else. If the Crimean Fortress fails to work when the Black Disaster comes, it will lead to the war in Transia.
It will become a bad war that will involve everyone."
"All right."
Seeing what Murphy said so sincerely, the first-generation Winter Wolf general nodded and said without much hesitation:
"I am willing to be your messenger, but I need a more decent 'carrier'. My remains have been damaged, and I don't want to scare my great-grandson."
"Um."
Murphy nodded and then said:
"So regarding the undead under your command, I really don't need you to serve in my war, but there is one thing you can help with. There are also users of undead power among my warriors, and they are eager to learn more.
More mysteries of death and more powerful undead companions.
Skeletons can no longer satisfy them.
I hope that you will not hinder my warriors when they recruit corpse witches and knights of the underworld."
"They trust me"
Corpse Witch Baldwin said hoarsely:
"There is no way I would sell you my brothers and sisters who I have gone through hardships with! Don't even think about it."
"No, no, no, my warriors will convince them. There will be absolutely no force. The contract with the advanced undead will be based on mutual respect."
Murphy stood up, took out a calculation orb, and said to the corpse witch Baldwin:
"Next, my archon will introduce to you the characteristics of the Transcian warrior group, regarding the 'prestige' system. As long as you do not require them to resist passively, I believe that my warriors will be able to obtain corpse witches and Hades knights.
Partner, I will definitely show you sincerity that will shock you.”
"Haha, I know very well how stubborn the undead are. I can't help but want to see the bloody scenes of your 'devils from other worlds' meeting us here."
The corpse witch laughed, and then it asked:
"But since you plan to let your otherworldly devil become our partner, then I also have a small 'request'."
"You say."
"The warrior who defeated me with a dozen recruits that day, I saw traces of war on him. He is completely different from the other warriors under your command. I want to talk to him!"
"Well, if you need it, I can appoint him and his team members to escort you to the Crimean Fortress. You can try to become friends on the way."
