My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 1948 -650: Wise Wolf in Action – Bonus Chapter for the “Little Lamb” Brother [3/5]

Just like acknowledging each other’s beauty.

“So, our Wise Wolf is nearby, isn’t he?”

Murphy, who had already adorned his chest with the midnight rose gifted by Palano, asked:

“Why doesn’t he show up in person? Is it because Hog has an image to maintain too?”

“That’s a good joke, I’ll have to remember it to mock those I dislike in the future.”

Palano laughed heartily before responding:

“Not at all. The Wise Wolf is just tied up with some important matters, Look over there! Murphy, the distant valley is the territory of the Pestilence Clan, and we were supposed to arrive there this morning, but we encountered a group of exiled Plague Warlocks on the way.

The Wise Wolf and his assistant took them in and got an unsettling message from them.

The Pestilence Clan seems to have undergone a split.

After the news of Tear Flesh’s disappearance, its disciples began internal strife for power, and it quickly reached a fever pitch. The current summons from the Pī zhǎo Clan is like a fire, exacerbating this division into something quite terrifying.

Hog is troubled by this.”

“That valley… it feels very unsettling.”

Murphy frowned as he looked towards the direction of the Pestilence Clan Territory and said:

“It’s as if there is a layer of ominous power shrouding it.”

“Your perception is spot-on. Tear Flesh told me that beneath that valley lies an elite undead force that can be awakened at any moment. It is the ‘secret collection’ the Pestilence Clan has been gathering over the past decades.”

Palano explained to Murphy and his companions, Adel and Bonnie, as he led the way to Hog’s hiding place:

“According to Tear Flesh, their discord with other clans is not only because necromancy skills are inherently detestable to the living, but also because the Pestilence Clan’s actions are not quite clean. Behind the frequent grave robbing incidents in the cemeteries of Wolf People clans in the Dark Mountain Range over the past decades, they are the true culprits.

These grave robbers are executing strategies strikingly similar to those of dusk.

They are artificially creating dangerous skeleton armies and using them for self-preservation and expansion.

The Pī zhǎo Clan’s interest in the Pestilence Clan also relates to what is buried beneath this valley.

Otherwise, with a population of less than two thousand, they wouldn’t be able to secure such a wooed position in the Society of Jackal people within the Dark Mountain Range.

That’s where the Wise Wolf’s concern lies.

He fears that a mistake in this matter could directly bring worse impacts on the Black Disaster Battlefield.

Most importantly, Tear Flesh is already dead, his reputation in the Pestilence Clan has plummeted. In this clan’s rather aggressive tradition, failure equals no dignity.”

“I understand now.”

Murphy nodded.

In his impression, Hog was not a cowardly guy, so the real concern of the Wise Wolf was definitely not for the reason Palano stated. Hog called Murphy over not only to solve the Pestilence Clan’s troubles but also because the ambitious Wise Wolf wanted to devour this ‘Undead Legion’ completely!

But he knew with his current power he couldn’t achieve that, so he could only seek aid from his “master”.

Murphy liked this approach.

At least Hog knew to consult before acting, instead of recklessly following his ambitions and then asking Murphy to clean up the mess, which was good, proving that Hog wasn’t blinded by the title of “Wise Wolf”.

“Adel, you and Bonnie take the people to scout around the valley. I need to know the Pestilence Clan’s most precise movements at present.”

Murphy instructed E Sister whom he trusted.

Adel nodded.

Bonnie was not very willing to leave Murphy’s side because the Grand Duke of Triss commanded her to unconditionally ensure Murphy’s safety.

But under Murphy’s subtle gaze, Bonnie ultimately did not refuse and obediently followed Adel away.

Although the Mad Woman was insane, she knew very well that in the presence of ‘outsiders’, she, as the Grand Duke’s Royal Guard, must maintain the face of Lord Murphy.

Because that was also the face of the Blood Vulture Clan.

These little details did not escape the observation of the Rose Knight, but Palano made no strange comments about it, simply leading the way forward, soon entering a hidden cave.

The entrance to the cave bore the mark of the Pestilence Clan, indicating that this place was indeed a hiding spot for the Plague Warlocks.

A fire burned within, casting long shadows of those wretched exiles. Among these tall Wolf People, the shortest of them was certainly striking.

As Murphy and Palano approached, those exiled Pestilence Werewolves displayed expressions of disgust and even hostility, but Murphy and Hog ignored them.

This group of losers held no value in the current scene.

“My esteemed master, I urgently need your wisdom to assist me.”

Hog stood up and saluted Murphy under the various gazes of the other Jackal people. A single word “master” betrayed his true stance, but the surrounding Jackal people pretended not to hear.

There was certainly a reason for their obedience.

Aside from the psychic halo Hog carried, it was also because before Murphy’s arrival, those “incorrigible” individuals had already been dealt with to prevent them from speaking out and affecting Governor Murphy’s mood.

As for the fate of those individuals…

Well, the mad Lame Claw had always wanted to explore the limits of undead structuring skills. This grand project was always in need of more test subjects.