My Players Are So Fierce

1025: 348.

Attention from afar +1

1025: 348.

Attention from afar +1

News of the Fist King Contest being held in Crimson Castle soon spread throughout the communication network formed by the Calculating Pearls, quickly reaching the entire domain currently being established by Governor Murphy.

In the Ancestor Woods within the Westerly Territory, Count Shuren, who had recently been residing there, immediately became excited upon seeing the announcement issued by the administrative office.

At her age, she naturally loved lively events.

Although past experiences had made her more mature than her peers, the thought of joining such a grand occasion was irresistible.

This significant event seemed to mark the end of the tumultuous Age of Chaos in Transylvania and indicated that Murphy’s territory was moving towards a newly forming order.

And the Little Count herself was a part of this evolving order.

However, Ellen was a manager after all and quickly realized that this extremely bustling event had a second meaning for her.

“The Highlanders of Ancestor Woods have just joined the system of Transylvania.

At this critical moment when unity and concerted efforts are needed to overcome difficulties, it’s no longer possible to maintain the previous attitude of detachment from the system.”

So this is actually an opportunity created by Governor Murphy for the Highlanders at this moment, yes, definitely!

“This is a good chance to promote the Highlanders to other tribes, and I can’t waste the Governor’s kind intention.”

Outside the cabin atop the Ancestor Woods, Little Sheron gazed at the misty woodlands in the early morning.

She flapped her wings to hover and, while surveying the depths of the woods, contemplated in her mind:

“So this time I have to select some Highlander Warriors to join me at Crimson Castle for the grand event.

Firstly, to showcase our ethos as members of Transylvania, and secondly, to demonstrate the strength of the Highlanders to those warriors from Another World and attract them to develop in Ancestor Woods.

With their enthusiastic nature to help out, the lives of my people in the Woodlands will certainly improve greatly.”

Ellen felt more and more convinced that her idea was splendid.

So she quickly flew to where the Valande Knight was residing.

After becoming a Grail Knight through an ancient ritual, this increasingly powerful Guardian of the Forest had been living alone by the springs of Ancestor Woods for the past few days, protecting the returned Holy Grail of Woodland.

“Valande!

I have a great idea.”

Ellen folded her wings and landed on a rock beside the spring, while Valande, who had been meditating beside the Holy Grail all-night, opened his eyes at her call.

The grey of his pupils had changed to grey-green, a sign of the Power of Nature converging within him.

“Go ahead, I’m listening.”

Valande showed a rather gentle smile, which startled Little Sheron.

This calm smile had never been seen on the face of the Grey Vulture Knight before.

This rugged and powerful forest knight used to be known for his fiery and impulsive demeanor.

This made the Little Count wonder whether the odd Holy Grail had somehow addled her Guard Knight?

Other rituals conferred strength at most, but how did this one change personality too?

And Valande’s son is about to be born, no less!

If indeed such a life-changing enlightenment occurred, leading him to embrace Buddhism, what would Sunny do in the future?

The Grey Vulture Knight seemed to sense the amazement in Little Sheron’s heart and explained with a wave of his hand:

“I’m fine, I’m still myself.

It’s just that the ideologies passed on to me by the Forest Spirit through the Holy Grail need time to assimilate.

I increasingly realize that our differences with the Avalon Church are a mistake.

We both originally belonged to the same Origin, and their degradation to rebuilding the church in Transylvania may well be the intent of the Mother of Forest.

The ancient faiths will eventually merge.”

“Hey, you were better off not explaining, your explanation is even scarier!”

Ellen screamed.

She couldn’t help but glance at the Holy Grail of Woodland next to Valande, thinking to herself that indeed this item possessed some sort of “demonic” nature, its peculiar power almost turning Valande into a different person.

But according to Lord Cooder, who was also a Grail Knight, this was all part of the normal process.

The blessing of the Holy Grail would bring him more contemplation about strength and the world—it was just a “growing phase” to endure.

Once his strength was aligned, the Grey Vulture Knight would return to his original posture in life.

The Little Count put her internal concerns aside and shared her thoughts with Valande.

The Grey Vulture Knight wasted no time in nodding his agreement:

“It is indeed a good opportunity to boost the presence of the Highlanders.

Plus, we really do need to draw the attention of Transylvania’s Warriors to the Westerly Territory.

Ellen, don’t forget the things hidden beneath the Ruins of West Coker City.

We can overlook them now, but before the Black Disaster arrives, we must find a way to eliminate these hidden dangers.

Those Warriors from Another World have incredible Talent and boundless courage.

No matter what kind of measures we plan to take with the Ruins of West Coker City, we must gain their assistance!

This competition is a good channel, but I believe you already know from your previous interactions with them at Crimson Castle their unsettling traits.”

The Grey Vulture Knight rubbed his temples as he said:

“They are quite practical and won’t willingly serve our cause without seeing benefits first.

So if we want to attract the warriors to Ancestor Woods, we must present them with rewards that can truly entice them.”