My Players Are So Fierce

Lady Veylanther, although she usually enjoys teasing young players and doesn’t particularly like doing serious tasks, often slacks off under the pretense of “protecting Murphy,” seemingly maintains an unusual relationship with Bonnie and is deeply trusted and favored by Triss. However, her ability to thrive so smoothly around a workaholic like Murphy shows she’s got some serious skills.

Her skill lies in a prophetic ability that is nearly godlike. Murphy has kept track; any prophecy Veylanther participates in, its accuracy is astonishingly high.

She can even precisely predict where a player’s lost equipment might be found, and can describe the features of the Wolf People who stole it, giving those players who lost equipment in chaotic regions a glimmer of hope.

Due to her stylish flair and beauty, she can do as she pleases, which keeps her popularity on the forum sky-high, and she’s consistently ranked in the top five on the “Beautiful NPC” list at the Transia Tavern.

She is particularly loved by those who are fond of non-human species.

But if it were only this, it wouldn’t be enough for Murphy, who wishes every native could become a competent NPC, to tolerate Veylanther’s usual slacking behavior. Spider Girl has another merit; she steps up when needed.

She never holds back; whatever Murphy needs her to do at critical moments, she can accomplish smoothly without bargaining.

For instance, in today’s unexpected event, when Murphy asked Veylanther to single-handedly stop more than forty World Burning Demon Warriors, an absurd task, Spider Girl accomplished it with a “Abyss Spiderweb Technique” from Lady Spider. The invisible web fell like a birdcage, enveloping the fragmented battlefield, sealing off every exit, leaving the rampaging World Burning Demon Warriors unable to escape.

Maintaining such a large-scale sealing divine art alone naturally consumes energy, so after the battle ended, Veylanther went to rest alone on a hillside, where she was found by Lord Yvette.

Upon hearing the request from this lord, born of Shadow Elves, to help purify a former Divine Artifact of the Shadow Elves, Veylanther accepted it unreservedly. Of course, with the nature of a Shadow Elf, although she seemed to be researching how to purify it, in reality, Veylanther’s mind already devised four plans to embezzle the powerful item as her weapon.

Although this set of gauntlets had disappeared from Shadow Elves Society when it was snatched by the Wolf People in Moss Valley back in the day, its legend continues in this era.

The Wolf People call it “Corrosive Wound,” but its name in the Shadow Elves Society sounds more elegant, “The Ninth Crown of Lady Spider.”

The name evidently signifies that Lady Spider possesses numerous crowns and the ninth is the only weapon the Shadow Elves found in the mortal world. It’s said the gauntlets come with a poignant story, but neither Veylanther nor the other Shadow Elves care about the story.

That’s typical; from the daily behavior of Shadow Elves, you can tell these pleasure-seeking fellows don’t even have the concept of love in their minds.

It’s like playing music to cattle.

But before Veylanther could figure out how to secretly keep the treasure, she was dumbfounded by a question from Lord Yvette.

“What? What do you mean?”

Veylanther looked warily at the Vampire Elf in front of her and said:

“What do you mean I’m not Veylanther? How do I not know I’m not myself? I know you hold a high position, and even before becoming a vampire, you were quite a formidable high figure in the Shadow Elves Society. It’s said you have your own secret Temple and manor within the Eternal Abyss, but you can’t defame my name so casually!

If my little darlings hear this, that would be terrible. They would doubt my sincerity towards them.”

“Sincerity? I’ve never seen a proper Shadow Elf who speaks that word. If you truly believe in that word, then it even more proves you’re not a proper Shadow Elf.”

Yvette’s willingness to say what she just did indicates she has evidence.

This Sly Head, who even gifted her underwear and undergarments to players, scrutinized Veylanther with a dangerous gaze and circled her several times before saying:

“Where’s the emblem of the Mejewa Clan on your clothes? As a Weaver of Destiny not carrying your family’s insignia while flaunting yourself outside, what are you up to? Do you know this offense could land you a whipping from the Family Matriarch?”

“Tch, the Mejewa Clan has long been gone.”

Veylanther folded her six arms into three pairs and sneered:

“It’s even questionable whether my Matriarch is still alive, why should I continue to abide by those damned traditional oaths? Besides, I am now supposedly a descendant of Sir Murphy; I am a half-vampire and half-shadow elf, as well as half-spider girl.

With such a complex identity, what’s the big deal in abandoning my original identity?

Lastly, I came to Transylvania following the divine guidance of Lady Spider. Naturally, I must heed my god’s advice. My god instructed me to protect Lord Morphy and earn his goodwill. How am I still ridiculed by you, who also sold themselves to a vampire, for my loyalty in deeds?”

“But you’re lying, my young fellow.”

Yvette, tired of arguing with this young one, straightforwardly extended her finger and poked Veylanther’s proud upper body, saying: