My Players Are So Fierce

This must be Professor Malcolm returning.

Speaking of which, because the local halflings and dwarves had never seen the combination of Shadow Mane War Horse and Mountain People Knights, every time Professor Malcolm went out, it was like a spectacle from the West, attracting many halflings and dwarves to watch.

Their pitiful height was not even as tall as the horse legs of the Shadow Mane War Horse, and coupled with the towering, fully-armed Mountain People Knights riding the horses, it felt like a terrifying giant had entered a human city, comical as it was, and the mountain people’s rough demeanor only exacerbated the issue.

In the first week after the Transia Delegation arrived here, every outing would frighten some timid halflings to the point of sitting on the ground and crying.

After sending several faint-hearted halflings who were scared to the hospital for several consecutive days, Professor Malcolm had no choice but to reduce his twelve personal guards to four, which slightly avoided some trouble.

“Ellen, come here for a moment.”

Professor Malcolm, who had been out all day, got off the carriage leaning on his cane.

In the city, he restored his former scholarly elegance, wearing an ambassador ribbon and badge to represent his identity.

With a tired face, he was followed by his deputy and his wife, Mrs.

Fiona.

The latter was carrying a briefcase, but the expression on her face was far from relaxed.

Evidently, today’s exchange with a certain Steam Lord was not pleasant, and tonight they still had to host a banquet at the embassy’s manor to entertain some influential people in Charldo Harbor, in order to secure more war support for Transylvania.

Professor Malcolm had been doing such things since arriving in Charldo Harbor, and so far, the results were quite good.

Using some connections from his scholarly days, at least in terms of public opinion in the city, Professor Malcolm had already won considerable sympathy for Transylvania.

Next, he should convert this sympathy into actual help.

For example, calling on the city’s residents to donate to the Transia people who are resisting the black disaster with all their might, and purchasing various military supplies from local factories, etc.

The professor was a man of letters; he didn’t particularly like doing these things, but in this city, he was the only one who could do it.

Bearing the hope from a land about to be ravaged by war on his shoulders, Professor Malcolm dared not slack off for even a moment.

“A halfling transport company called ‘Perfect Shipping’ sent an envoy to find me today, delivering a private letter from Captain Paula, stating that the company has accepted Governor Murphy’s call and is about to use three airships to transport our currently procured machinery back to Transylvania.

This is an unexpected surprise.”

As Professor Malcolm untied his bow tie and walked towards the manor, he said to little Sheron who was following him:

“I plan to let Funa escort this batch of goods back to Transylvania first.

You can go collect the letters from the kids and the Mountain People Knights for Funa to take back.

Also, the processing equipment you specially purchased for your apprentice can be shipped together.

And the various gifts you prepared for everyone.”

“Yay!”

Hearing that her prepared gifts could be sent back to her homeland, little Sheron instantly became happy, and even the fog that always shrouded Charldo Harbor seemed less annoying.

But Sheron quickly thought of Lady Sunny.

She recounted Lady Sunny’s situation to Professor Malcolm, and upon learning that Lady Sunny’s health issues had worsened, the professor was stunned for a while.

Ultimately, after personally inquiring about Lady Sunny’s situation, he decided to switch personnel, letting Lady Sunny escort the shipment back home and bringing a new Wing Riding Commander to lead the embassy guards.

“This letter must be delivered to Sir Morphy!

I have laid out our experiences in Charldo Harbor therein, and there are several issues that need the Governor’s permission.

You can have Captain Paula bring back the Governor’s reply.

It is said that the ‘Perfect Shipping’ company will open a new direct shipping route to Transylvania soon, with weekly trips back and forth, allowing the children to visit their families on weekends.”

Professor Malcolm handed a folded long letter to Lady Sunny, who, upon hearing that she could return to Transylvania the next day, immediately became delighted, even looking much less frail.

This made little Sheron suspicious, feeling that Lady Sunny was actually faking her illness…

This impressive Mountain People Knight really couldn’t give up her husband and was unwilling to miss the upcoming war, so she put on a pretense of weakness.

Wow, even the simple Mountain People have learned to use their brains!

Really…

Just as Sheron was about to righteously scold her, she suddenly noticed that the mechanical squirrel she had made yesterday, which was on the table behind Lady Sunny, suddenly twisted its head before returning to its original state.

Sheron felt that she might have been mistaken.

After all, the mechanical squirrel didn’t have its clockwork wound, but she swore that for a second, she saw a strange light flashing in the mechanical squirrel’s ruby eyes.

It was that legendary evil god!

It appeared again!

Damn, why are there so many bizarre things happening in Charldo Harbor?

Ps: There will be an extra update tomorrow!