My Players Are So Fierce

1205: 407.

As long as morality is willing to slide, there are always more solutions than difficulties_3

1205: 407.

As long as morality is willing to slide, there are always more solutions than difficulties_3

“I’m the Crimson Witch, I can handle my own troubles.

You go deal with Adel!

This is an order, and also a form of protection.”

“Mhm.”

Murphy nodded.

But from the look on his face, he clearly didn’t agree with Triss’s goddamned theory of eternal time and lonely companionship.

I’ve said it before, he’s a very traditional man.

Quickly though, Murphy noticed something strange; he reached out to grasp the blanket wrapped around Triss, and said softly:

“Why do you always keep it covered?

Are you feeling cold…but that shouldn’t be right, how could a vampire…”

He unveiled the blanket, paused for a moment, then quickly covered it back up.

Amidst Triss’s teasing laughter, Murphy took a step back, coughed, and said:

“You’re in the office!

You crazy witch, what kind of conditions are these?

How can you sleep naked?”

“Nonsense!

Don’t you see what time it is?”

Triss rolled her lovely eyes and stretched her body, saying:

“I’m a normal vampire, I need to sleep during the day, otherwise, I’ll get wrinkles, okay?

Not everyone is a freak like you who doesn’t sleep during the day…

Go away, don’t disturb me, my research is about to bear fruit.

We’ll celebrate properly when it’s time.”

“Uh, I suddenly feel that trying daytime naps might not be such a bad idea.”

Murphy squinted his eyes, shrugged off his coat, and squeezed in together with Triss under her disdainful gaze.

He held the cold, perfect body in his arms yet made no further move, letting Triss curl up against his neck and quickly fall into a deep sleep.

The instant Triss’s snoring began, Murphy squinted his eyes, a flick of his fingers, and the Psychic Hand formed and quietly slid open Triss’s drawer under his control.

He wanted to see what Triss was hiding, but before the Psychic Hand could move further, Triss’s hand landed on Murphy’s wrist.

As the silence of the Spiritual Overlord descended, the just-formed Psychic Hand quietly dissipated.

“Murphy…”

In her sleep, Triss whispered into Murphy’s ear:

“Only good children get rewards.”

Murphy was silent for a moment.

He held Triss closer, and bending down to kiss the clean forehead of the Blood Vulture Duke, he said:

“Sleep, I’m here, I won’t let anyone hurt you again, never, not even some goddamn Evil God…”

Triss’s body trembled.

She finally confirmed that Murphy knew about the troubles she wanted to hide, but at this moment she didn’t want to ask.

All she wanted was to lie here and get some good sleep.

To hell with dusk and “Origin,” their promised so-called Path to Divinity held no attraction for her anymore.

Everything she desired for the rest of her life was right here…

—

“Holy shit!

After all this, you still say it has nothing to do with you?”

That afternoon, the Stick Brothers along with Little Brother Fu hurried to the temporary base of the Big Bird Spinning Team and learned the truth about the events from Brother Meow.

The righteously naive Little Brother Fu jumped around angrily rebuking:

“Even if there’s some awesome stuff in that tomb, it doesn’t mean you guys have to do such things!

These actions will bring divine punishment!”

“Hey, don’t panic, I already said, it really has nothing to do with us.”

Brother Meow waved his hands, trying to calm things down:

“We did indeed have this terrible plan, but after consulting with the ‘industry veteran’ Miss Doris, she firmly told us it was impossible because the Mountain People have eyes and ears locally, and with the current situation at the Crimson Castle, we couldn’t keep it a secret, so we all dropped the idea.

But who knew that after the cunning leader of the Blood Rat Gang advised us not to do it, they went and did it themselves.

The blabbermouth who caused all this said he just discussed it drunkenly in the tavern, and suddenly the news ‘Count Xike’s tomb has treasures and the tomb has collapsed’ was leaked, which then reached the Nord blokes who were recently reveling in Treasure Bay, and it drew the Nord tomb robbers.”

Beside them, Little Hand with a gloomy face chimed in:

“We admit we were the ones who first came up with this cursed idea, but what followed really had nothing to do with us; Miss Doris has already pulled out the guy’s tongue and banished him to the mines.

But the problem is the big mistake is already done.

Look, now we’re all carrying ‘Avalon’s Rebuke,’ a negative status, and it’s quite clear Avalon’s Boss thinks the situation has developed to this point because we initially had a crooked idea.

Anyway, we must quickly nab that gang of daring tomb robbers, otherwise the divine punishment for this reduced status will get worse.

We’ve already got a 10% reduction in all attributes!

Avalon’s Boss sure doesn’t mess around.”

“You deserve it!”

Stick Brother, sitting cross-legged nearby, remarked:

“So, are you saying that you intentionally planned to release the news in the tavern?

Or was it an accident?”

The somewhat honest Three Five Battles and Ring Attack exchanged a glance and ashamedly lowered their heads, muttering:

“Intentional accident, but no one wanted to see things turn out like this, who knew these NPCs would really dare to do it!

Let’s not talk about that now, Yan Song has already pinpointed the whereabouts of those tomb robbers.

They’re hiding in the nearby mountains, planning to disguise themselves as Nord merchants to cross over into Bataxin City.

We also know they’re from the Kafuhoka region, members of a mafia family called ‘Snegov,’ they must be professionals in this business, otherwise, they couldn’t handle the mechanisms in the Earl’s tomb.”

Brother Meow nodded and said:

“Right, I even consulted with a ‘professional,’ and Ya Ya told me that those mechanisms could not be dealt with by ordinary people overnight.

These guys obviously came prepared!

They must have had their eye on Count Xike’s tomb and then took the opportunity to act, making us take the fall.

Damn smartasses!

Tonight we’ll get them in the name of Avalon’s Boss!

Enacting that natural justice execution!”