My Players Are So Fierce

1476: 497.

The Giant Snake’s Gratitude_2

1476: 497.

The Giant Snake’s Gratitude_2

“We have ample resources now, so do say what you need.

Don’t wait until the war really starts to come to me; by then, even if I have tremendous means, I can’t help you to resupply quickly.”

“Nothing else, Master.”

Maxim shook his head and said:

“The firearms we need still have to be slowly manufactured by the armory; this cannot be rushed, but I firmly believe that even without muskets and bullets, our soldiers can still fight against the Wolf People.

However, something you need to know has happened recently at the People’s Army base.

General Baldwin of the Winter Wolf Army has sent a messenger, stating he could release some of the Armed Blood Servants at Klim Fortress to us.”

I personally went to Klim Fortress and spoke with those Blood Servants.

They may not be loyal to our new regime, but they don’t want to serve the northerners; I think these people can be persuaded, Master.”

The Armed Blood Servants stationed at Klim Fortress are different from others; they are truly the cream of the crop!

They can be brought directly to the battlefield without much training, and their willingness to fight is not lacking.”

“We can’t directly incorporate them into the combat unit, Mark, I’d rather not have them at all than let our hard-built army revert to the era of Blood Servants.”

Murphy dismissed the idea at once, but after thinking it over for a moment, he said:

“In my name, reply to General Baldwin that we can accept these Blood Servants and are willing to pay a ransom for them, and have them sent to the Maginot Line.

Let them work first.

I believe this labor reform can help us discern who is reliable and who has ulterior motives, and besides, Joy Stick really lacks people.”

Maxim nodded.

He had a lot more to report this time, but seeing Murphy exhausted and constantly massaging his temples, the faithful servant decided to pass those intricate matters to the Governor to handle.

He wanted to persuade Murphy to rest, but as they walked near the office, The Grand Duke of Triss rushed out of the smoke-filled laboratory with a pot of green alchemical Potion.

She herself was covered with soot, and upon seeing Murphy, she complained:

“Isn’t this Endless Manis from the Star Realm a bad guy?

But I think it’s too sincere this time!

We just need its toxin that harms Oru to mix with the Potion, but it even infused its Star Realm power into the toxin and gave it to us.

The bastard’s generosity almost blew up my laboratory.

Now, I suspect that the fellow who can travel freely through the river of time definitely did it on purpose!”

“But what about the Potion?”

Murphy, looking at the green Potion in Triss’s hand, asked:

“Is it already formulated?”

“Of course, it’s just an antidote, there’s no technical difficulty in that.

Aside from preventing the power of the Endless One from harming me, I can perform the other steps with my eyes closed.”

Triss, while wiping her cheeks with a lightly scented handkerchief, looked Murphy up and down.

After confirming that her darling had preliminarily mastered the power of Mannis and returned to his youthful and handsome self from that aging, she nodded in satisfaction.

Casually cleaning the soot off her own body, she then touched the white strand of hair on the left temple of Murphy, frowning as she asked:

“Can’t these be restored?”

“No, they can be restored, but it’s not necessary.”

Murphy grinned, vainly saying:

“Don’t you think it adds a ‘story’ charm to have a streak of white hair amongst the black?”

“Well, I don’t see much of a story on that youthful, handsome face of yours, but the accident the white hair hints at must certainly exist.”

Triss rolled her cute eyes and shook her head, saying:

“Let’s go, sort out the matter with Oru, and by the way, send Maxim back to his camp.”

“I better not use the Star Realm transport, Lady Triss.

The Wind Eagle flight path that the Mountain People just finished setting up is very convenient, and even without riding a Wind Eagle, it would only take me an hour or two to fly back myself.”

Maxim, a close combatant, always harbored a deep-seated distrust for Star Realm transport, and moreover, there were not a few among the small players who had encountered transport accidents.

However, this time Murphy very magnanimously said:

“Don’t worry, Mark, we now have people in the Star Realm!

Even if you really get misdirected inside, Mannis will safely send you out, so there won’t be the trouble of mysteriously getting lost in the Star Realm anymore.

Hmm, perhaps I should make it into an ‘Easter Egg’.

To provide insurance for those famous unlucky ones who clash with the teleportation spells.”

—

Triss’s transport didn’t malfunction this time, and the three of them successfully arrived at Wolf Castle.

The hardworking Gnolls had already mostly cleaned up the place, but unfortunately, the Wizard Tower was completely destroyed.

Under the bombardment of the Goldenrod Kingdom’s artillery, this tower previously impacted by Oru now had only one-third of its height intact, the rest needing to be “remodeled”.

But this was rather a good thing for some people.

For example, the smug Psychic Scout, He Lu, who now stood wearing his most luxurious robe in front of the ruins of the Wizard Tower, his eyes filled with hope for the future as he looked at the Mage Tower awaiting restoration.

Although Triss had previously invited He Lu to reside as the chief Psychic in the auxiliary tower of the Midnight Tower, which would be completed in a month, after comparing his own abilities several times and consulting his aunt Ambo, he felt his own power was too weak; not to mention the local NPCs, even the first-tier Psychics among the players now exceeded him in destructive power.