My Players Are So Fierce

The death of the gnoll warlord Kenport Gnawbone finally brought an end to the gnoll plague that had risen in the Anderma Hills, following the climax of a base-swapping tactic.

For the little players, the good news was that the scattered fleeing gnolls provided them with a great opportunity to continue farming their personal score pools. Moreover, Baroness Miriam had issued a peculiar quest for “live capture of consumables.”

Now, in addition to killing gnolls, capturing them also earned points, and for every 10 gnoll prisoners brought back, players could receive a reward of 20 silver coins from the administration.

Although not much, it was completely free money. Who wouldn’t want that?

In the current situation where the gnolls’ spirit and backbone in Transia had been broken, when faced with the players’ pursuit, those terrified gnolls didn’t dare to engage in direct combat. All it took was defeating their temporary leaders to make these dog-like creatures obediently kneel and wait to be captured.

With the gnolls in such a state, the even more cowardly kobolds naturally didn’t need to be mentioned; they had basically reached the point of “fleeing at the sight of danger.”

However, this also gave rise to some bad news.

The Count of Kadman’s domain, which they had just cleared out, was once again filled with scattered and fleeing gnolls. But upon closer inspection, it wasn’t hard to see that this wasn’t really bad news.

Because the escaped gnolls didn’t seem to have any intention of staying in the Count of Kadman’s domain. According to the players’ reconnaissance, any gnoll tribe of significant size would flee all the way to the borders of Transia. Even on the night when the great camp in the Anderma Hills was destroyed, a large number of gnolls had escaped into East Prussia.

Those gnolls would eventually be eradicated by the Pioneer Army of East Prussia. Marshal Loren wouldn’t tolerate these barbarians. But for Murphy, the moment these barbarians crossed the border, they were no longer a problem he needed to worry about.

In fact, Murphy couldn’t concern himself with these matters now.

He was still sound asleep in his office, weakened after embracing little Sharon. In a sense, “Assistant Tris” wasn’t lying when she said Administrator Alpha had gone on vacation.

Murphy was indeed resting.

This unexpected turn of events caused Little Rich Brother Feel You Poor, who had come to seek guidance on skills from his mentor, to return empty-handed. But he wasn’t disappointed, because when he knocked on the door earlier, it was Lady Tris who opened it for him!

Moreover, through the gap, he could see Lord Murphy sleeping soundly on the office bed, and Lady Tris’s slightly disheveled clothes.

Tsk tsk tsk!

In broad daylight, what were you two vampires doing hiding in the room?

Hah, so those “short stories” posted on the forum were all true, right?

You two really do have a thing going on!

How exciting!

Witnessing vampire gossip firsthand greatly satisfied Feel You Poor’s gossipy heart. He was considering whether to post about this on the forum.

However, before he could make this potentially “regrettable for life” dangerous move, Little Rich Brother was quickly distracted by something else.

“Huh? How did another room appear here? I remember this door was closed before.”

Little Rich Brother looked at the open door in front of him with confusion.

As Murphy’s Summoner apprentice, he was probably one of the little players who frequented the Blood Vulture Halls the most.

He knew the layout here like the back of his hand.

Originally, the row of houses between the “Blood Vulture area” and the “Embassy area” were all uninhabited. Everyone said it was because the development team and the dog planners hadn’t decided how to use these places yet. But now, suddenly one of the rooms had its door open, naturally making people curious about whether a new NPC had been spawned. ṚÁNО𝖇Èṩ

Although Little Rich Brother had learned from the forum that new factions and profession systems had been released, he wasn’t interested in steam engineering or the charge-and-fight knights, so he hadn’t paid much attention to this aspect.

“HELLO? Is anyone there?”

Feel You Poor’s exploratory desire won out, and he stepped forward to knock on the door and ask. The next second, he saw a light appear in the dark room, followed by the sound of a gas lamp being turned on. A short vampire girl leaning on a cane appeared before Little Rich Brother’s eyes.

This made Little Rich Brother’s eyes widen.

Wow!

Where did this new vampire come from?

She’s a shorty like Little Ashina and the young miss!

And she’s wearing a peculiarly styled black aviator goggles on her forehead, a ticking mechanical watch on her wrist, and a cool belt around her waist filled with wrenches, pliers, and other tools.

She wasn’t wearing the dresses that vampires love so much. Instead, she wore a white striped checkered shirt on top, travel pants, and work boots, looking very smart and capable.

Especially those big eyes blinking with curiosity. Why is the development team so fond of these loli-type NPCs?

Has a lolicon infiltrated the development team?

Hah, how terrible! Why aren’t there any onee-san loving designers?

A bunch of relevant and irrelevant thoughts flashed through Little Rich Brother’s mind, and his dumbfounded appearance made little Sharon, who was tidying up her room, laugh out loud.

She remembered Lord Murphy’s instructions, so she coughed twice, activated the Computation Bead fixed on her wrist, and said:

“So, are you one of Lord Murphy’s warriors? I heard you’re mountain folk from the Saxony region?”

“Ah, yes! We’re mountain folk! Very powerful and fierce mountain folk, but because we’re isolated and secluded, it’s hard for us to have good communication with the outside world.”

Little Rich Brother very smoothly recited the “background story” that players use in the game. Whenever an NPC asked this question before, they would answer like this.

But then, he saw the new NPC in front of him, who had all four limbs intact but insisted on using a cane, pointing at his nose and scolding:

“No! You’re lying, you’re not mountain folk!”

“Huh?”

Feel You Poor’s eyes widened.

“I, I’m the real mountain folk.”

Sharon pointed at her own face with her thumb, but then she realized this comparison wasn’t quite right. She shook her head vigorously and said:

“No no no, I’m not traditional mountain folk either. My dad is, but my mom is from the Genoa Peninsula. I inherited my mom’s petite figure and wisdom.

Anyway, you’re not mountain folk from the Saxony region. Stop lying.”

“Then who are we?”

Little Rich Brother asked helplessly:

“How should we answer you? That we’re from another world?”

He was joking, but little Countess Sharon shook her head and corrected:

“You are mountain folk from the Seicob domain. You’re a mix of mountain folk and Calum people, so your physique and appearance are closer to ordinary people.

This also explains your strange black hair and black eyes.

You were forced to migrate to the Seicob domain during the 4th Black Disaster, and you have your own traditional tribes in the northern forests. Your tribe is called ‘Seris’!

During the Ten-Year War, the Pioneer Army’s attack on the Seicob domain disturbed your peace. At the request of your tribal elders, you warriors finally stepped out of the forests where you had lived for generations and joined under the Count of Kadman to protect this land that you now consider your homeland.”

“Huh?”

Feel You Poor’s head was spinning from the stream of words from this mechanically dressed vampire in front of him.

He scratched his sideburns, intending to ask for clarification, but then he realized that this might be the development team rewriting the players’ background and identity through this new NPC.

What’s more outrageous is that they even listed out the tribe name and origin.

Detailed!

This is really detailed.

Hmm, I’ll post about this on the forum later.

“What are you standing there for? Come help me. I just got my limbs back and it’s not convenient to move things. Come and help.”

Little Countess Sharon urged.

Born into a noble family, she was very Proficient at giving orders, but seeing Feel You Poor still standing there stupidly, Sharon immediately remembered Lord Murphy’s instructions. She frustratedly patted the aviator goggles on her forehead, then activated her Computation Bead.

“Ding”

A soft sound made Feel You Poor look down:

【Guide Quest – ‘Little Countess Sharon’s Request’ has been triggered!

Quest Objective: Help Countess Sharon move heavy objects and help her organize her room in the Crimson Citadel.

Quest Reward: Sharon’s gratitude x1, increase in reputation with the Countess of Seicob domain.】

The quest trigger seemed to flip a switch in Feel You Poor’s actions.

He rolled up his sleeves and went forward to help the short vampire move the scattered boxes in the room, and then arranged some of the furnishings in specific positions according to her requests.

But soon, Feel You Poor realized that he might have overlooked something very important.

“Wait!”

He exclaimed:

“You’re Countess Sharon? The ruler of the Countess of Seicob domain?”

“Yes, you just realized that? Lord Murphy said his warriors are both brave and wise. Brave, I’ve certainly seen, but wisdom…”

Sharon fiddled with a complex punching machine, placing it on her desk, and said with a hint of teasing:

“I feel like you guys are a bit silly.

Oh, besides being the Countess of Seicob, I’m also the leader of the ‘Crimson Claw’ faction of the Blood Vulture Clan. Although it’s a newly established faction, I have a feeling it will definitely flourish.”

Saying this, she took out the mechanical prosthetics she had used before and placed them on the table to prepare for repairs. This incredible thing immediately attracted all of Feel You Poor’s attention.

He leaned over to touch this thing that was both rugged and precise. He could barely discern that there were three interconnected miniature steam furnaces as power sources inside the mechanical limb, and there was an extremely ingenious and complex coupling and folding structure, encapsulating a retractable blade and a firearm component within it.

Feel You Poor felt like he had seen something incredible, and immediately activated item identification:

Name: Sharon’s Third Hand

Quality: Masterwork – 【Unique】Veteran – Mechanical Artifact

Traits: Extreme Durability – Extreme Modification – High Output Components – Spirit Motion Perception – Complex Shape Transformation – Complex Maintenance

Special Effect: According to the user’s different combat environments, this prosthetic can activate special structures including assassination blade, hand cannon, mechanical shield, etc.

Usage Requirements: Due to the complex design ideas used in this item, it requires basic engineering proficiency and Intellect ≥7 to use properly.

Crafter: 【Countess of Seicob】Sandra Sharon Seicomere Lessenbra

Item Description:

【By Shaldor port standards, this prosthetic can only be considered excellent. But considering you’re in Transia, we can call it a ‘perfect masterpiece’.】

“How about it? I made this myself, you know.”

Seeing that her work had attracted Feel You Poor’s gaze, little Countess Sharon immediately patted her honor student chest proudly.

No matter how mature or how much hardship she had been through, she was still just a 16-year-old child. When talking about things she loved, she would naturally reveal some of her lively personality.

Feel You Poor was speechless and could only give a thumbs up and wave it vigorously, exclaiming:

“Awesome! You’re the most impressive engineer I’ve ever seen. Grandma Marianne in the camp only knows how to make guns, but she also says that firearms are just the most insignificant works of engineering.”

“That’s right, real steam engineering is much more impressive than firearms.”

Sharon strongly agreed with this statement, and then bent down to take out several small boxes from her large box. She opened them in front of Feel You Poor, revealing many guns of different shapes and designs.

Just from the appearance, it was clear that these carefully crafted items were all masterpieces.

“Oh! I recognize this gun!”

Feel You Poor pointed to one of the luxurious crimson revolvers and said to little Countess Sharon:

“Lady Adele and Little Ashina have handguns just like this one, the shape is exactly the same!”

“Oh, my mentor and I previously took an order from the Blood Vulture Clan. It should be what we made for Miss Femis at that time, and she probably bestowed it to her servants.”

Little Countess Sharon waved her hand dismissively and said:

“That was already my work from when I was 8 years old. I’m much better now than I was then. Do you want to buy one? I think you’re quite nice.

I can give you a 20% discount.”

“Sure, sure.”

Feel You Poor was overjoyed.

Although he was a Summoner and theoretically belonged to the Spirit Mage category, because of his contract with little Stinky Treasure, his Summoner profession was basically ruined. He was now grinding reputation with Lady Adele to seek a transfer to “Sword Chanter”. In this situation, having a few more powerful firearms for self-protection was naturally excellent.

Without even looking, he waved his hand and swept all these guns marked as 【Collectibles】 by little Countess Sharon into his inventory, saying:

“I’ll take all of these. Name your price.”

“Hahahahaha, you’re really interesting.”

The little Countess held her stomach laughing. She shook her head and said:

“These are just samples for you to look at. They’re my collectibles, not for sale. Of course, even if they were for sale, you couldn’t afford them.

I know you’re all very poor.”

“Poor? This brother has never been called ‘poor’ in his life! Don’t look down on people!”

Feel You Poor angrily slapped the table and said:

“This young master wants these collectibles! Ordinary goods have no soul at all. Just tell me how much money you need! I’ll go gather it right away.”

This response made little Countess Sharon blink her eyes.

She now bore the responsibility of earning reconstruction funds for her domain, so she steeled her heart and said in a drawn-out voice:

“Oh, well, if you say so.”

A few minutes later, Onboard Joy Stick, who was still cleaning up the gnoll camp battlefield in the Anderma Hills, stared wide-eyed at his Computation Bead and shouted:

“Are you crazy?! Spending 50,000 gold coins to buy a few broken guns? I think you’ve really lost it! Little Rich Brother, our agreement wasn’t like this, and besides, we can’t even come up with 50,000 gold coins now.

What?

What did you say?

This is a new NPC’s favorability quest? And the other party is the nominal commander of the winged cavalry?

And you say she can pull strings for us, letting us join the winged cavalry without a test? I feel like you might have fallen for a scam! Ask that NPC if she’s just returned from northern Myanmar?

How come her sales pitch is so slick.

Hmm.

Wait, we’re coming back right away. Let’s talk when we meet! Don’t buy anything rashly. Is it easy for us brothers to earn some money now? What? Say that again!

What did that NPC tell you?

What do you mean by there ‘might’ be undiscovered secret vaults in the underground gold vault of Seicob City’s bank? But she wants 150,000 gold coins to reveal the location of that ‘hidden treasure’?

Damn, what kind of black-hearted NPC did you encounter? This is much darker than the Black-Hearted Witch Hunter!”