My Players Are So Fierce

1049: 356.

Following the Architect of the Chosen, the Martial Monk of the Chosen and the Swordsman of the Chosen also arrived in quick succession.

1049: 356.

Following the Architect of the Chosen, the Martial Monk of the Chosen and the Swordsman of the Chosen also arrived in quick succession.

On the second day of the “Transylvania Boxing Championship,” the fight club was still packed to the brim.

Although most of the commoners had to work for their living during the day, this did not curb the growing enthusiasm of the young players, who all saw this event as a golden opportunity to “make a name for themselves.”

Even those players who were not particularly known for their strength or agility could shine in other categories.

For instance, the gunner class participated in shooting competitions, and after Little Wei Ming’s impressive streak of 12 consecutive victories the previous day, today it was Brother Qu’s and Meow Meow Shark’s turn to vie for dominance.

However, Meow Meow Shark, the unfortunate soul, met a “wild NPC” Bow Knight Lionea in the fourth match and was miserably defeated.

By the time he had shot his third arrow, his opponent had already planted twelve arrows in the bull’s eye.

Ruthless!

But this was what made the Boxing Championship so interesting.

Nobody could anticipate whether their next opponent would be one of those formidable NPCs, but it wasn’t quite accurate to say that the players stood no chance at this stage, as exemplified by Frostfang’s Claw from the Blood Rat Gang, who encountered Count Andrei in the third match of the throwing competition.

He was lucky.

Andrei made a small mistake on his final throw, allowing Ya Ya to narrowly win with a score of 12:11 over Andrei and obtained a Nord Royal Family throwing knife as a reward, triggering a hidden quest in the process.

But judging by the content of this hidden quest, it might have been Count Bai of White Mountain who deliberately gave a favor in an attempt to curry favor with the potential warriors under Murphy’s command.

Sir Morphy was indifferent to this.

The championship was not just about providing players with a way to score points; it was also meant to alleviate some of the tension in the territory and increase the happiness of the commoners.

Although most participants were amateurs and served as mere means for the younger players to score points and boost morale, this did not prevent Maxim from discovering one or two talented locals out of the masses to cultivate further.

Originally, the intent was to suppress the arrogance of the scheming Northerners, letting them realize the fierce local spirit of Transylvania, but the outcome of this large-scale event was surprisingly effective.

It even exceeded Morphy’s expectations, making Lord realize once again that the commoners under his command were not simply clueless NPCs.

They too had their own emotions, and such mass-participatory events were particularly effective in boosting morale.

This revelation gave Morphy a detail and train of thought that he had previously overlooked.

“Milian, how many traditional festivals are there in Transylvania?”

Having sauntered into the administrative office, the Governor knocked on his Regent’s door and posed a rather nonsensical question, to which Milian, without looking up, replied:

“A whole bunch of them, really messy.

Some remote areas have their own festivals, but if we’re talking about the ones everyone recognizes, there are only a few: the Harvest Festival a few months ago, the Winter Veil at the end of the year, Spring Planting Day in spring, and the Holy Blood Festival that you Vampires regard highly.

Why do you ask?”

“I got inspired by the Boxing Championship.

I suddenly realized that we have paid too little attention to the spiritual world of the commoners.

They need some festivals, and my warriors also need a variety of activities to adjust the rhythm of their adventures, so I’ve come up with a new idea!”

Murphy pulled up a chair and sat across from Milian.

The Crimson Regent sighed, set down her quill, and looked at Morphy, took her water cup, and said:

“So, what kind of ingenious idea has our ‘Transylvania Idea King’ come up with this time?”

“I plan to have an event every month!”

“Pfft”

The water Milian had just sipped sprayed right out, and fortunately for Morphy, being a Vampire, he dodged quickly, or else he would have been “face-shot.”

“Have you lost your mind?”

The Crimson Regent scrambled to grab her handkerchief to wipe the table and her mouth, scoffing:

“An event every month?

I won’t even mention the manpower and resources needed to hold these events, but if it’s every month, do you still want the commoners to get any real work done?

Transylvania needs reconstruction now!

Morphy, I know you’re benevolent to your commoners, even to a fault, but you also need to think from a ruler’s perspective and not always indulge in pleasantries with your people.”

“No, no, no, this is based on practical considerations,” Morphy explained, gesturing:

“It’s about my warriors, their numbers are going to see a big jump starting next week, and within a month or two, the numbers will break through 1,000, and as the work of checking for refugees progresses.

I estimate that by the end of the Hundred Days of Great Construction, before the Black Disaster arrives, their numbers will have another breakthrough.

According to my projections, when we engage the Wolf People head-on, I should have around 2,000 warriors under my command.

While that number might not seem large, given their vitality and engagement levels, along with the closely-knit locals around them, this will undoubtedly be a force on the Transia Lands that cannot be ignored.

I need to find something for them to do, do you understand?

Milian.

You’ve experienced the Jackal and Wolf Hunting firsthand; these guys have driven the long-established Jackal and Wolf Peoples out of Transylvania in less than 40 days, and they’re already complaining that there are too few monsters on this land to bring them joy.

Once these guys are idle, that’s when we’ll have a headache.

Understand that not every warrior is willing to do those kinds of jobs like finding lost cats and dogs.”