My Players Are So Fierce

“Those terrified folks are demanding that the Steam Lord Council open the ports and airspace. They hope to flee the city before the war arrives.”

This report made Murphy furrow his brows.

He asked:

“Has it gotten this chaotic? But Paula informed me that the Steam Lords are gathering troops to militarily defend their city. Isn’t it already under martial law? Although the Half-body Men are politically naive, surely they’re not so soft-hearted at this stage?”

“They are quite decisive, believe me, my Lord.”

The professor sighed and said:

“Whenever a gang appears, it gets eradicated, but the issue is that the Half-body Men were too well-protected by the Brass Dwarves before. Now, suddenly losing the security services provided by the Brass Dwarves and being told they might face a werewolf Black Disaster, those little fellows are engulfed in a strong sense of crisis.

Their unique character and way of civilization magnify this crisis infinitely, further exacerbated by the Steam Lords’ swift implementation of martial law.

I’m now highly suspicious that besides the Witch Cafe, there’s another force at dusk in Charldo Harbor; otherwise, it’s inexplicable how the city descended into such chaos so quickly.

Panic-stricken citizens are incited, and they hold parades in the streets.

They shout slogans, but frankly, I don’t think they know what they want; it’s purely venting dissatisfaction born of fear.

Each parade ultimately ends in a big riot, affecting even the Shaldo University of Craftsman. I suggest we relocate our children to a safe place as quickly as possible; Charldo Harbor’s current state gives me a bad feeling.

There seems to be an invisible vortex forming there.

The werewolves are just one aspect. Even if the Black Disaster doesn’t occur, letting the panic-stricken Half-body Men continue like this, they’ll eventually destroy themselves.”

“Why does this sound so familiar? The color revolution playbook?”

Murphy muttered to himself, pondered for a few seconds, and then said to the professor:

“So, with your insight, do you think if the werewolves truly cross the Gorgon Mountain Pass to attack Charldo Harbor, can the Half-body Men hold it?”

“Relying on them alone is fundamentally impossible! The Half-body Men don’t actually have a proper army; the Thieves Guild and Mechanics Guild can only act as auxiliaries, and without an army, they can’t fend off the werewolves.”

Professor Malcolm decisively said:

“The Half-body Men aren’t known for their military prowess, but before I left, I confirmed that the Sanghai People would dispatch a solar ship for backup, and the Castia Elf Kingdom is also inclined to send the mighty Armastasha Fleet into Charldo Harbor.

With the support of these two forces, the Half-body Men’s city won’t fall, but the entire Shardo Peninsula will suffer tremendously.

That place has escaped four Black Disasters, is the most prosperous and affluent area on the Continent; it would be an utter disaster, and now it seems that the fall of the Brass Fortress is just a matter of time, meaning the most dreadful disaster on the Shardo Peninsula is imminent.”

“Hmm, consistent with the elves’ judgment.”

Murphy rubbed his chin and said:

“So, from your perspective, how should we secure our share of the benefits in this inevitably unfolding scenario?”

“That’s exactly what I was going to discuss next.”

Professor Malcolm said softly:

“Perhaps now we should open the border of Lake Xiuerpres and absorb the panicked inhabitants of the Shardo Peninsula into Transylvania. They are truly terrified; that kind of fear doesn’t need any embellishment. Anyone familiar with the history of Black Disasters knows the magnitude of the calamity they are about to face.

The upper classes and wealthy can flee to safer places, but what about the lower classes?

Those poor souls have nowhere to go!

Besides waiting to die on the Shardo Peninsula, their only option is to head north along the railway running through the peninsula, either entering the Kato area or Transylvania.”

“But Kato is not a place to go; it’s very dangerous…”

Murphy squinted his eyes, his tone subtly elongating as he spoke:

“So, for those poor souls’ sakes, let’s embrace them into Transylvania. I guess the Bataxin Business Association has already made some preparations for this?”

“Indeed, Miss Palian is really capable and astute; the business representatives she sent out are already spread across the cities on the Shardo Peninsula. All you need to do is issue an administrative order, and we can start organizing the migration.”

The professor said:

“But I suspect King Louis will not miss this opportunity either; the situation I can see, that Sun King will see even more clearly. I suspect that the Kato area is also prepared to receive the refugees, having a natural advantage in this regard.

After all, the Kato area won’t directly suffer the Black Disaster threat, whereas Transylvania will face it head-on.”

“Don’t worry, we have our advantages too.”

Murphy waved a hand and said:

“Looks like I’ll need to find an opportunity to meet our dear Duke Edward; the Wolfsbane Clan is expanding its power in the Kato area, at this critical moment, so many foreign refugees pouring in would truly hinder the business of the Wolfsbane Clan.

We are all vampires; we should help each other.

Even though the relationship between Blood Vulture and Wolfsbane wasn’t exactly good over the past few centuries, I guess Old Edward will give me this face.”