My Players Are So Fierce

2216: Chapter 739: Murphy?

Who the Hell Is That?

How Could a Dignified Gold Psychic Like Me Be at His Beck and Call?

2216 -739: Murphy?

Who the Hell Is That?

How Could a Dignified Gold Psychic Like Me Be at His Beck and Call?

Don’t you say, it looks pretty good, adding a touch of elegance to Shani’s already dignified demeanor as a wife.

Moreover, this thing is incredibly effective; after being activated, Shani felt her spiritual power expand by at least threefold, elevating her already keen midnight perceptions to another level.

She could even feel her spiritual power becoming tangible.

It could form an invisible psychic shield according to her wishes or be used to enhance the ability of the Thorn Clan to ignite emotions, like the controller of a psychic bomb.

With such strength, even a Golden One, if caught in a psychic loophole, could easily find themselves in a fatal predicament.

Divine Artifact!

No wonder the Lord is so generous; perhaps this is also to compensate for the embarrassment of the Thorn Clan’s sacred relic being lost?

“That slave ship is right ahead, my Lord.”

After familiarizing herself with the usage of the spiritual power augmentation component, Lady Shani rose and said to Pa Ying:

“I’ll go ahead to persuade Lady Lena to join our rather potent little group.

If she’s unwilling, I’ll ‘persuade’ her in another way.”

“If she’s unwilling, just call me.”

Lord Paryen said with a wave:

“We can’t waste too much time on this matter.

The Wolf Queen Majesty’s time is also precious; we can’t let the entire continent’s war wait for Lady Lena to change her mind, can we?”

“Understood.”

Shani turned and left.

As she stepped out of the cabin, she saw the slave ship ahead, already intercepted by the Thorn Clan members.

The owner and sailors looked dejected, thinking they had violated the Thorn Clan’s taboo, but in fact, these vampires had no interest in their illicit deeds.

They were merely scolding the sailors to quickly move those poor serfs to another area, as a noble was about to enter the cabin to converse with the hidden guests.

Vampires are always quite formalistic; hence, when Shani boarded this ship, the cabin where Lena and Qiuchote were located was urgently cleaned, even red carpets were laid, and perfume was sprayed to mask the cabin’s dreadful odor.

High-ranking vampires, eager to impress the Duke and the Lord, stationed themselves almost every five steps.

Forget Qiuchote; even Lena, who had just awakened, felt a sense of despair.

This grand arrangement…

Could the Wolf Queen herself be coming?

Impossible, right?

What power or influence does a runaway wild mage like me have?

“Bang”

The cabin door was pushed open, and Lady Shani, wearing the silver-gray crown she had just named “Heart of Thorn,” walked in.

Under the illumination of several luxurious lamps added there, she looked down at the pale and haggard Lena, and Qiuchote, who was curled up beside her.

She said,

“Don’t worry.

Lady Lena, I’m not here to harm you.”

“Duchess Shani…

Our last meeting was during the graduation ceremony of Mr.

Andre at the Circle Tower, was it not?”

Lena tried to muster her authority while inwardly lamenting her ill fortune, and stubbornly said,

“You see my condition now.

Forgive me for not being able to rise and greet you, but I must state that neither I nor my disciple have any intention of offending the Thorn Clan, nor do we wish to undermine the Wolf Queen Majesty’s rule.

In fact, we’re merely passing through on our way to the Kalem Ancient Country.

I carry a personal token from the Western Legion Marshal under the Dragon Emperor’s command, which serves as proof.

We won’t remain in your country for long.”

“Hmm, I haven’t even asked, but you already revealed your goal.

Seems you’re really desperate now, Master Lena.”

Shani kept her composure and in a gentle yet distant tone, teased:

“The Thorn Clan is not your enemy.

I’m merely here to offer a suggestion.

Don’t go to Kalem Ancient Country; the journey is long and perilous, and your health might not hold up until then.

Look at yourself, your condition can’t be described as anything less than exhausted and depleted, your vitality is more than half lost, relying on vile potions to sustain life.

Go to Transylvania instead.

Visit the Grand Duke of Triss, and meet Mr.

Morphy, the Governor of Transylvania.

He has something very important to discuss with you.

I have a very distinguished invitation for you.

Given that our last meeting was quite satisfactory, my advice to you is not to refuse!”

“Morphy?”

Lena’s pallid face contorted into a wretched expression, and she shrieked:

“Forgive me for being blunt, Duke, but my answer is…

I’d rather die here, leap from this ship, and be drowned by the icy water than have any dealings with that guy.

The Headmaster of the Circle Tower has already prophesized his fate; the entire continent, even the entire world, would be thrown into chaos by him!

It’s not a personal grudge that we’re targeting him!”

“Hmm, so your answer is a refusal?”

Shani made a very regretful expression and cast a mocking glance at Lena, softly saying:

“Just so you know, I warned you, so the next conversation will be conducted by another big figure.

I believe he will surely persuade you to change your mind.”

After saying this, Shani politely nodded goodbye to Lena and Qiuchote and left, taking all the Thorn Clan members with her.

The cabin suddenly quieted down, surprising Lena, while beside her, Qiuchote seemed to sense impending doom, clutching her head and trembling.

In the next moment, a scarlet light appeared before the cabin.

Seeing the figure emerge, Lena’s body shivered.

She was well-versed, so naturally, she knew what she was about to face.

Thus, she screamed:

“No…

I’m innocent!

Damn it, don’t use your cursed eyes to judge me!

The last time your ‘punishment’ left me with a headache for thirty years!

Pa Ying…

no, Lord!

Spare me, I know I was wrong!

I agree!

I’ll agree, isn’t that enough?”