My Players Are So Fierce

“These leathers and robes have been specially processed by our alchemists, so they have some benefits when it comes to natural psychic power.

Of course, you can’t expect us, who don’t have much to begin with, to make them that well.

But if it’s for beginners, they are more than enough.”

“Let me see.”

Murphy became interested.

He followed Natalie into the tent, opened a box and picked up a witch hunter armor to look at.

The quality and craftsmanship was outstanding.

After all, the old church had a legacy that stretched back over 500 years, and its armaments possessed a distinct aesthetic, simple yet part of an accomplished design system.

Murphy was very satisfied.

This nature-inspired style would differentiate it from the vampires’ gloomy, crimson aesthetic, and also allow the two professions to visibly distinguish themselves.

He put the armor back in the equipment box and picked up a classic hunting knife to play with, speaking to Natalie at his side:

“You have your own quartermaster, so there’s no need to exchange these weapons and gear at my place.

The Blood Eagle Corridor already has a clear system for gear exchange and disposal in place.

Your quartermaster can spend some time learning from us, then they can officially start working.

But you have to find a way to get some elite gear from the Avalon Church, as well as the advanced gear you’ll be exchanging with them in the future.”

Murphy reminded her:

“My warriors upgrade their equipment at a speed beyond what you can imagine.

They also have a tendency to hoard and collect, and if you don’t have a complete equipment system, you could fall behind the Blood Vulture Clan in terms of strength, even the newly formed Blood Rat Gang.

This could be extremely disadvantageous for the future development of the Avalon Church.”

“But…”

Natalie seemed perplexed.

She picked at her short hair, thought for a moment, and said:

“When we escaped, we didn’t take many designs with us.

Such things were the responsibility of specific members of the old church, and there’s a special underground cave in the holy land of Gramo where various ancient armor and weapons designs are kept.

But we cannot go back there now.

However, I think in the skilled textile area of Kato, the Avalon Church’s southern temple, which used to stand there, should have something similar, and definitely in large quantities.

The Circle Tower didn’t destroy the churches in the Kato area as thoroughly as in other regions, and given the chaos of the time, I don’t think anyone would specifically go digging around in the underground storage room for manufacturing designs.

So if we’re lucky, we should still be able to retrieve some useful things from there.

It seems that I will have to personally make a trip to the Kato area soon.”

She shook her head and said:

“The storage place of the southern temple is hard to find for most people, but Mother Mary Ann, who joined the White Oak Battle Group, was one of the witch hunters responsible for protecting the southern temple before.

She was born there, so she must be very familiar with it.”

“You see, you see, I told you to use the power of my warriors wisely, but your first reaction to trouble is to do it yourself.”

Murphy shook his head, heaved a sigh, and reminded:

“These designs could be treated as ‘hidden information’ and stored.

Divide the map and information of the southern temple into several parts and give them to the warriors whom you trust most.

If you have the leisure, you can even make a puzzle for them to solve.”

“Believe me!”

“As long as you design it well and cleverly, these energetic guys will voluntarily go and bring back what you need, without you having to ask.”

“But…

But…”

Natalie wanted to object.

But after thinking it over, she decided Murphy’s idea was indeed a good one.

As the first batch of believers to join the rebuilt Avalon Church, entrusting them with the task of recovering “ancient heritage” would not be opposed by anyone, not even the most stubborn old Eugene.

This is the best way for believers to express sincerity.

Moreover, as long as the warriors could find the underground storage room of the southern temple, she wouldn’t even need to prepare the headache-inducing “quest rewards” for them.

Simply let them scavenge in the deserted place and they would be able to “self-sustain”.

“Your warriors’ penchant for this sort of thing is really strange, they actively seek out trouble that others try to keep away.”

Chairwoman Natalie could only shake her head helplessly:

“I can’t imagine their state of mind, but you’re right, I still have a lot to learn from you vampires in this regard.

After the battle with the wolf people, I will share this information as a ‘hidden treasure’.”

“You have plenty more ‘hidden treasures’ to share, Natalie, make good use of what you know.”

Murphy continued to remind her:

“For example, the 150 replica holy blades lost by the old church; what excellent material, excellent blueprints for hidden treasures.

Now only two have been found, meaning you still have 148 unique quest lines that can be created and issued.

Tsk, tsk, even me, a vampire, is envious.

This is a huge and valuable asset for you, you must make good use of it.

If used well, it won’t be long before the Avalon Church will prosper.

150 holy blades mean 150 saints, I don’t even dare to imagine the immense force they would pose when they come together.”

“Stop, stop, stop!

My head is about to explode.”

Chairwoman Natalie waved her hand and rubbed her temples saying: