My Players Are So Fierce

1013: 344.

I’ve said it before, the Slave Hunting Team is the answer to the version!

1013: 344.

I’ve said it before, the Slave Hunting Team is the answer to the version!

Early the next morning, after a busy night, Maxim returned to his temporary office with a roster.

Murphy was already waiting there to report on the work.

However, as the Governor, Murphy wasn’t interested in delving into minutiae.

During his work over the past period, he had realized that his most important responsibility for Transylvania at present was to grasp the overall direction rather than personally get involved in every single issue.

As the saying goes, “A sea voyage depends on the helmsman!”

Murphy was currently the helmsman of Transylvania, and although he wasn’t very skilled yet—possibly leading everyone on board to ruin—he had said himself that after being battered by fate, the Vampire Lord had graduated from being a “newbie behind the wheel” and no longer sought to do everything personally.

The greatest significance of establishing a complete organization lies in systematizing the complex affairs and dispersing them to each person so that the burden on everyone can be effectively reduced.

As the founder of the current ruling organization of Transylvania, Murphy had to lead by example, whether he liked it or not.

Moreover, now with Milian’s administrative team and the administrative players for civilian issues, Maxim and Kudell, along with the combat professionals for military matters, Murphy was able to walk with two legs swiftly and steadily without worrying about tripping over.

Especially since the experience he had just yesterday—gaining the loyalty of the Highlanders and netting over 70,000 subjects in one swoop—had told Murphy that his work over the past period had been remarkably effective.

This made Governor His Excellency even more confident.

“So, the result of your personal investigation is that the Third Voyage still has hope?”

After examining the roster submitted by Maxim, Murphy said to his loyal servant:

“Based on your classification, out of the remaining 3,300 people in the Third Voyage, the ratio of Zealots to Rationalists is about 3:7?

That means, in fact, most of the Armed Blood Servants are not as fanatical and extreme as we thought, right?”

“Yes, master.”

Maxim calmly responded:

“I had a long talk with Colonel Flanders.

He told me that when the Armed Blood Servants were recruiting new soldiers in their three voyages, they also wouldn’t choose those overly fanatical Blood Servants to join the army.

While Zealots might truly not fear death, the military ultimately needs soldiers who are rational and understand how to follow orders.

This means that although the Armed Blood Servants are some of the most loyal people to Transylvania’s vampires, the number of fanatics among them is actually much less than in the lowly Blood Servant community where I came from.

Colonel Flanders has no significant objections to our current decisions.

He highly appreciates the Blood Vulture Clan taking the Zealots under their management rather than leaving them to fend for themselves.

As for himself…

I actually feel that this former battle hero is not a vampire worshiper at heart, although he seems very loyal on the surface, but actually, it seems he doesn’t look forward to becoming a vampire.

Facing my active recruitment, the Colonel said he needed a few days to consider.

And his family is still in Crimson Castle, fortunately avoiding the disaster in Cardman City.

What Flanders wants most now is to go home and reunite with his family.”

“Do you think this guy is trustworthy?”

Murphy asked another question.

Maxim shook his head and said:

“I don’t have the Talent to discern lies or probe into someone’s heart to see if they’re trustworthy like you do; I can only tell you that from what I’ve seen so far, I think this Colonel could be of use to us.

The knowledge and skills he possesses about the war could help me better train the first batch of new recruits for the People’s Army.

So, I’d like to maintain his military rank and assign him under my command as my adjutant, of course with his consent.

From my observations, it seems Colonel Flanders has lost his zeal for war, and perhaps he will choose to retire.”

“You make the decision on these matters, Mark.”

Murphy waved his hand and said:

“I’m not a military man, nor will I attempt to direct experts in their field.

If you think you can control him, then be bold and do it, but if something goes wrong, you’ll have to stand at attention and take the consequences.”

“I understand!

I will take responsibility for all the consequences that this decision may bring.”

Maxim nodded and then added:

“Moreover, regarding those Beilao prisoners, they are more compliant than I expected, perhaps due to violent suppression, or maybe because they plan to spend more time studying the loopholes in our rules.

But all in all, the reception of these prisoners has gone more smoothly than I anticipated, so I have decided to start sending the Blood Servants back to Crimson Castle in batches from this afternoon.

As determined by the administration, for those soldiers who still have living relatives, we will disband them according to their wishes, and those with nowhere to go will be integrated into collective farms, awaiting further assignment.

As for those prisoners, I will send them directly to the Dark Baron Territory.

Adel has sent people to plan a campsite for them there, and many of your Warriors are currently active there; they can participate as watchers or even managers in the process of reforming these criminals through labor.

I will personally issue the related tasks to the Warriors.”

“Very well, continue to advance as you have planned,”

Murphy said as he stood up with the roster in hand, addressing Maxim:

“I came to Bataxin City worried that you might be flustered on your first attempt at this, but it seems you do have a Talent for command, and I can leave these matters in your hands.”