My Players Are So Fierce

1355: 457.

The feeling of getting infinitely close to the truth is really frustrating – Additional updates [24/25]_3

1355: 457.

The feeling of getting infinitely close to the truth is really frustrating – Additional updates [24/25]_3

“But you haven’t operated yourself in many years…”

“Shut up!”

Tear Flesh said sternly,

“This experiment is very special, I must do it myself to wash away the terrible guilt in my heart, prepare immediately.”

“No, mentor, what I mean is that you haven’t operated for many years and your skills in handling bodies may have deteriorated a lot.

If the experiment is really important, then let me do it, lest you spoil it with shaky hands and blurred vision.”

“…

You’re surprisingly hurtful when you speak the truth, alright!

Then you lead, and I’ll be your assistant.”

—

“What’s wrong with you?

Why are you out here watching the moon in the middle of the night?

Have you finally convinced yourself to try living like a traditional vampire?”

Above the Blood Vulture Corridor, where workers from the Stonemason Association were clearing the ruins, Murphy stood alone under the quiet night, looking into the distance, when he heard the teasing voice of the Crimson Witch.

The Vampire Lord turned back and saw Triss flapping her wings as she slowly descended from the air, her energetic appearance suggesting she had just taken a stroll outside.

For a traditional vampire like her, this time was the most spirited moment of the day.

“Nothing much, I’m just feeling a bit restless tonight.”

Murphy opened his arms to Triss, who came forward without resistance, allowing little Mo Fei to wrap his arms around her waist, the two standing under the moonlight as if the whole world had quieted down in that instant.

“I can’t sleep anyway, tossing and turning, pondering over our recent actions but unable to pinpoint any potential urgent dangers.

Yet my mind keeps warning me that something is about to happen or has already happened…”

Murphy confessed his thoughts to Triss,

“I rarely feel this way, the last time I was this uneasy was before the final battle with Kenbort, perhaps it’s fate’s way of telling me to be extra cautious.

But I can’t determine the source of this unease.”

“Vampires are supernatural beings, and we do occasionally have these kinds of ‘disaster alarms.’”

Triss said softly,

“Shall I do a divination for you?

Though prophecy spells are often criticized for their highly uncontrollable outcomes and complex interpretations, they can indeed predict many things during specific times.

At the very least, it could solve some of your doubts.”

“Alright.”

Murphy accepted the suggestion, lightly patting Triss’s buttocks, he said,

“What else can you do that I don’t know about?”

“There’s plenty more.”

The Blood Vulture Duke replied with an eye roll.

As a Spiritual Overlord, performing a divination for her didn’t require much equipment or aid; she merely pulled out a small crystal ball from the psychic package, and that was enough for the preliminary preparation.

“Place your finger on it.

Whatever you see next, don’t move.”

Triss reminded him, and cast a spell to make the crystal ball float in front of Murphy.

Following her instructions, Murphy placed his finger on the smooth surface of the crystal ball, then closed his eyes listening to Triss’s unique, dream-like, raspy chant, which felt hypnotherapeutic, causing him to become drowsy quickly.

Within that spirit-guided force, Triss asked softly,

“Tell me, what do you see?”

“Nothing.”

Murphy replied,

“There’s nothing before eyes but fog, yes, fog everywhere, and vague figures floating before me like illusions of a giant snake hiding in the dark waters, unclear amidst flickering star points.”

“Fog, giant snakes, and star points, it sounds related to Star Realm.”

Triss said with a frown, she chanted again, then asked,

“What about now?”

“I see a person, no, a corpse, it’s being infused with some power not its own, I can hear its reprimands and its wails…

It’s denouncing sacrilege…

Completely incomprehensible.”

“Well, this is the first time I’ve encountered such a divination result; I can’t confirm the source of your unease.

We might explore deeper.

Come.

Relax your spirit…”

Watching Murphy who had entered deep spiritual guidance, Triss asked softly,

“I ask you, little Mo Fei, have you been inside my laboratory?”

“Uh, I’ve been.”

“What did you see there?”

“Nothing, I don’t understand those complex alchemy, but I etched a poem of my longing and love for you at the bottom of one of the beakers.

Triss, you’ve been distant lately, and I’m saddened…”

“Tsk.”

Hearing the drowsy Murphy speak these words, Triss felt somewhat reassured, she pursed her lips saying,

“I haven’t been neglecting you, you silly boy, I’ve just been trying to keep you away from danger, that’s all.

Wake up now!”

She snapped her fingers, bringing Murphy out of the spirit-guided state., The Vampire Lord woke as if from a dream and looked around puzzled, asking,

“What did I just say?”

“Some unfathomable divination information.”

Triss said presumably,

“About snakes and star points and fogs, and about the sacrilege corpse, etc., these are all signs that are not very clear in their implications.

I will need some time to study them to give you a conclusion, but you better stay away from the Star Realm’s power for now.”

“Alright.”

Murphy sighed, saying,

“Anyway, there is no rush; you’ve been quite busy lately, perhaps you need some rest.”

“But how could I let my darling worry?

Solving your problems is my duty, isn’t it?”

Triss hummed, stepping forward and delivering a passionate kiss.

Perhaps due to the guilt of having neglected Murphy’s feelings lately because she had been busy with other things, she was particularly proactive tonight, even feeling somewhat immersed.

While the Vampire Lord kissed his girlfriend’s delicate earlobe and put his head on her shoulder, he blinked suddenly.

“Phew, lucky I played it safe…”

Thought Murphy with perfect acting,

“Otherwise, you would have really caught me at a disadvantage, you witch.”