My Players Are So Fierce

1780: 594.

The wise helper Triss always knows how to make the little man at home happy_3

1780: 594.

The wise helper Triss always knows how to make the little man at home happy_3

This time I brought her here, indeed there is another reason.

Lord Morphy saved us in a critical moment, and it’s our duty to serve him.

Julia also yearns to complete her unfinished studies in Transylvania.

Therefore, I boldly wish to request you to take care of her disciple on Moran’s behalf…”

“You two really play a good double act!”

Triss slammed the table unceremoniously, saying:

“This is using personal favors to blackmail me, truly the Goatman’s way!

Back then, Moran also used personal favors to coerce me into joining the Dark Root, but since you’ve said this much, if I refuse, I would be doing a disservice to a departed old friend.

I will take Julia as my disciple.

I can give her the power to reorganize factions in Transylvania, which is very easy and simple.

I can even hand over this “Book of Ten Thousand Curses,” seized from the Baphomet Cultists, for her faction to read and learn.

But I also have my conditions!”

The Blood Vulture Duke stood up, positioned in front of Julia, and reached out to touch the elegant coiled horns of this Goatwoman.

She said softly:

“While you are studying the secret techniques in the “Book of Ten Thousand Curses,” you need to help Phemys and me shape a unique Psychic System for Transylvania, using the mature Goatman curse system and Blood Clan Spirit Power as a foundation, filling in the curse and decree spells of the Book.

I will teach you all the psychic powers I command, Julia.

But before you complete the crafting of this system, you cannot leave Transylvania.

And I was about to say, what’s the point of being a mere councilor in the tiny Abyss City?”

Triss sneered, saying:

“I once said similar words to your mentor.

I invited Moran to travel the continent with me and achieve something significant, but she couldn’t bear to leave her kin.

Now, I am repeating these words to you.

Julia and Old Finley, you both now have a choice!

Either accumulate strength in Transylvania and return to Abyss City to reclaim your seized power, or settle in Transylvania and become allies of the Blood Vulture Clan as psychics.

My little Morphy will grant you the authority to oversee psychic affairs.

You really don’t need to go back to the hopeless Abyss City; you can mold a Shadow Valley of Dark Root here in Transylvania!

Of course, I can’t pretend that Moran’s death means nothing!

I’ve had few friends in my life; each one is very important.

Once you are ready, I will lead you and the warriors of Transylvania on an expedition to Abyss City!

We will kill the murderers and bring the Goatman’s Abyss Treasury back to Transylvania.

Not because we are greedy, but because Moran’s death demands reparation!”

Triss’s demands were excessive.

This was almost asking Julia and Old Finley to break away from the Goatman system and entirely become subordinates of Transylvania.

But neither Old Finley nor Julia immediately objected.

Any Goatman who can make it has ambition!

Rather than being a mediocre council member in Abyss City, making a bold attempt on this “Feng Shui Treasure Land” of Transylvania isn’t impossible either.

Sir Morphy’s forces lack psychic powers.

As long as they are willing to come, they can immediately hold high positions.

Opportunities like these are very rare, especially with the complex identity of the Blood Vulture Duke like Triss backing them.

Moreover, Dark Root is currently being suppressed terribly.

However, Julia still seemed worried as she said quietly:

“But we are Goatmen, considered evildoers by many, Elder Triss…

no, Mentor!

Can we really openly spread our knowledge in Transylvania?

Although Sir Morphy promised, to be honest, my understanding of this land is still very shallow.”

“My little Morphy is the master of this land.

If he says you can, then you can carry out great deeds with a clear conscience because he is the destined ruler of Transylvania, and this land will not oppose his will.”

Triss handed the Book of Ten Thousand Curses to Julia, whose body trembled with excitement, and said:

“Morphy even wants gnolls, and you Goatmen are surely a high-intelligence group.

He would be more than happy.

Of course, if you could offer him the key to the Abyss Treasury…”

“I hid the key my mentor left outside Abyss City in a mountainous area.”

Julia answered without hesitation:

“As long as Sir Morphy needs it, I can retrieve it immediately.”

“Let me go.”

Old Finley stood up, saying:

“I also need to return to Abyss City.

If we exit the councilors’ struggle of Dark Root, then the other two elders must offer compensation.

Coincidentally, Sir Morphy needs psychic powers to assist his warriors in guarding Shadow Valley.

The Curse Mage group of Dark Root can take on this responsibility.

I will recruit as many talented Goatman Spells as possible to come to Transylvania and establish a new faction.

But the Baphomet Cult is a real problem, Elder Triss.

Those Fallen are summoning the nightmare Evil God, and the great canyon is far from Abyss City but closer to Transylvania.

You…

we must pay serious attention!”

“Don’t worry, Old Finley, my new Duke’s steward.”

Triss waved her hand dismissively, saying:

“The Baphomet Cult will not be a problem, trust me, and finally, welcome to Transylvania, you will come to love this place, I’m sure of it, it’s just a matter of time.”