My Players Are So Fierce

To neutralize the poison that destroys the body from the source of life, one must obtain the Poison Diamond, which is actually the venom sac of the Abyssal Destiny Spider.

Fortunately, among the treasures I brought from Mejewa City, there is a diamond.

I will now make a trip to the hiding place to bring it back, and I will return in no more than five days.

During this period, you must maintain Master Morphy’s life force; do not let him continue to weaken, or even if the poison is neutralized, he will be wasted.”

“Wait!

How did you recognize this poison?

When Master Morphy was attacked, you went to chase the assailant!

You didn’t have time to inspect him.”

Adel reprimanded:

“So, do you know the assailant?”

“I don’t know him, but I can be sure it’s a Shadow Elf, and a significant one at that!

Because the invisible blade in his hand is the secret treasure of the Shadow Elves, the Pitch Black Fang of Avalon, and there are only thirteen of them, held by thirteen families.

That is a symbol of power in the Shadow Elves Society, and any Weaver of Destiny will not mistake it.”

Veylanther explained:

“I cannot determine now which family the assassin comes from, but even within the Shadow Elves Society, the combination of a Golden Assassin and a Pitch Black Fang is very conspicuous; we only need to unravel the threads to find his true identity.

As for the rest, let’s talk about it when I get back.”

“Wait a moment!”

Triss stopped Veylanther, she said:

“First, make a trip to the Avalon Cathedral, weave the news of the Avalon Sacred Blade in your hand into a mission of faith, and take some available warriors with you.

Hmm, choose directly from the God Slayers, treat this as part of the Wise Wolf’s task.”

“Understood, I’ll contact President Natalie right away.”

Veylanther did not refuse, the Weaver of Destiny reminded him:

“Additionally, you’d better secretly inform our collaborators that Master Morphy is unharmed, to reassure them, but do not publicly announce this information; let the assassins believe that Sir Morphy has indeed suffered.

This will make them drop their guard and provide us with an opportunity to strike back.”

“I understand.”

Triss nodded, saying:

“You wait there, I’ll have the Creation Followers send something your way.

This affair might prove your loyalty valuable, continue to serve, Veylanther, and we will soon accept you.”

With that, Triss closed the communication.

Beside her, Adel frowned and said:

“Veylanther’s suspicions haven’t been cleared yet.

She just prophesied to the master that danger was coming, and the master was brutally attacked; I have reason to believe this might have…”

“There is a quantum locator on the Traveler’s armor; I do not understand its principles, but I know that anywhere she goes and anything she does while wearing it is recorded in the exhibition hall.”

Triss softly said:

“If she has even a hint of being a traitor, I will personally take care of her.”

The Crimson Witch’s voice was soft, but a certain coldness within it made Adel glance at the Grand Duke of Triss a few more times.

Considering previous circumstances, it wasn’t hard to judge that when Morphy encountered difficulty and danger, Triss, usually as idle as a salted fish, would suddenly burst with an intimidating proactive spirit.

So, is this the real Crimson Witch?

“I am not!

The current state is far from that of a true witch, but also don’t worry, I won’t let her appear again.

So, do not slander me in your heart, Adel.

Morphy not accepting you is not me meddling.

My physique or demeanor is not crafted by Spiritual Energy; it’s just naturally like this.”

Triss looked at Morphy’s biological chamber and suddenly said something that startled Adel.

Hmm, the Duke can read minds too, but she usually doesn’t bother.

However, with Morphy’s attack triggering an aggressive demeanor, a simple mind-reading is hardly challenging.

The two vampires waited there for a full two hours without saying a word, merely keeping vigil.

After the two-hour healing process was over, the chamber door finally slid open.

Lying inside, Morphy opened his eyes once more.

Then, on the character card in view appeared a large “Poisoned” and “Weakened” status, with combat ability decreased to near “Weak Resurrection” level.

In this state, fighting was out of the question, and even normal walking was difficult for Morphy.

He reached out to stand up, but two hands helped him to his feet, one on each side, followed by a warm towel draped over him.

“Wait, there’s something else…”

Morphy, weakly stopping them from moving him, then closed his eyes and, using the connection with the administrator system, pulled A Feng back from the peculiar “Between Two Worlds” state to Transylvania.

This sudden server stoppage affected A Feng the most.

His situation was the most unique, having the closest relationship with Morphy among the players; while others could continue in the material world without the game, A Feng could not.

His ‘residency’ in the original world had already been canceled, so he had to restart a new life in Transylvania, virtually binding his existence entirely with Morphy.

After doing this, Morphy took a breath, leaning his whole body against Triss, being helped to sit like a seriously ill patient on a specially adjusted hover wheelchair.

He took the blood-infused wine handed by Adel, drank a sip, barely regaining a bit of spirit, then reached out to rub his chest.

The wound that had pierced his heart was already stitched up; the biocapsule’s suturing was flawless, leaving only a faint scar visible.