My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2687 -896: Hey, Didn’t See That Coming, Dog Murphy! I, the Lord of Darkness, Take My Revenge Without Delay [10/10]_3

“No, no, no, this was just an accident, trust me.”

Huggesen watched this ratman, and felt relieved after confirming it hadn’t inherited the memory of the previous ratman.

It seemed these ratmen only received the “enlightenment” of the Lord of Darkness, but did not become capable of truly communicating with the Divine Spirit. They only knew what the Lord of Darkness wanted; as for how to achieve it, they had to rely on the wisdom granted by the Lord of Darkness.

However, the ratmen’s brains were destined not to come up with any useful strategies. The fact that they could be swayed by the Silver Wolf’s pack into acting as cannon fodder for Huggesen already proved the caliber of these Black Servant ratmen.

What a perfect tool they are!

Huggesen’s wild smile grew wider, and he leaned on his war hammer and said to the screaming ratman in front of him:

“I apologize to you, great chosen one of the darkness, it truly was an accident just now. It was two divine spirits greeting each other, and how could mere mortals like us possibly endure such glory?

To express my apology, I personally will gift your Black Servant clan a batch of weapons and armor… I guess you’re probably quite in need of these things now.

Go find my quartermaster, tell him to allocate three thousand sets of equipment originally intended for the gnolls to you. As servants of the divine, your current state is hardly dignified.”

“Ah, ah, ah, this is good, this is good!”

The second Black Servant chosen one immediately became happy, emitting squeaky sounds, and said to Huggesen:

“You’re a good thing, gnolls, you are a friend of the Black Servant clan, a good thing. We feel your sincerity, so when shall we go trouble Dog Murphy?”

“No rush, no rush, such things should never be hurried.”

Huggesen casually said:

“First, bring your people to the Polluted Swamp. I’ll have the gnolls teach you how to use explosives, then wait for an opportune moment. Of course, since you lack supplies upon arrival, I’ll also share some food with you.

By the way, are you picky eaters?”

“We eat everything! The great darkness granted us stomachs that can digest anything.”

The Black Servant ratman proudly said:

“If we’re extremely hungry, we can even eat ourselves!”

“Ah, that habit is too barbaric even for the gnolls.”

Huggesen thought for a moment and said:

“My weak servants have just suffered a defeat; there are many corpses of the defeated to the west of this defensive line. Perhaps you could help us clean them up.

Hmm, take one-third of the weapons and armor you find on those corpses.”

“Ah, good stuff, Military Governor! You are too generous. Why don’t you join us in worshipping the Lord of Darkness? With your generosity, my lord would certainly reward you greatly!”

At this point, the second chosen one was ecstatic.

It issued a rather fearsome invitation to Huggesen, clearly newly born from barbarism and not quite understanding the rules surrounding faith.

If a competent chosen one were here, they would see it as a horrific insult and crack open the ignorant ratman’s skull with a war hammer.

Yet, Huggesen laughed heartily at this moment, as if he heard the funniest ratman joke ever. He laughed so joyfully that the two ratmen and the surrounding guards were all left scratching their heads.

After several seconds, with tears in his eyes from laughing, Huggesen waved his paw and said:

“If possible, I wouldn’t mind experiencing the grace of the Lord of Darkness. Unfortunately, my fate has long been bound completely with my god.

I fight for my god, share His glory and might, bear His shame and burdens.

I am born for Him, so naturally, I must die for Him.

Therefore, I can only thank you for your regard, chosen one. Let’s leave such opportunities for the next life, hmm, I haven’t laughed this happily in a long time. For the joy you brought me, I want to give you a gift.”

Huggesen casually pulled out a short sword from his combat boot. It was a dagger made from the wolf tooth of the former Wolf Disaster Lord Baux, very wild yet very practical, and considered a top-notch piece of equipment even for those with discerning tastes, but Huggesen tossed it to the second chosen one without a second thought.

The latter received it joyfully, and immediately imitated the surrounding gnolls in the way they wore it on their waist.

A gnoll-sized short sword was a standard single-handed sword in its hands of this size; it was just about to thank Huggesen for his gift when the Grand Marshal, with indescribable fatigue, said:

“All right, off you go, get busy with your affairs. This conversation is over. Can you tell me your name, chosen one?”

“Uh, my lord hasn’t given me a name, but you can call me Black Servant.”

“No, every life should have a name; it represents the most basic and original dignity. You don’t have one, so I’ll give you one.

You may call yourself ‘Black Servant Sen,’ son of Black Servant.”

“Okay, I’ll call myself Black Servant Sen then. Also, what is dignity? Is it edible? If it is, does it taste good?”

“Hmm, it is the most beautiful thing in the world, and everyone who has tasted the flavor of dignity will have their soft bone disease cured without medicine because of its deliciousness. If you have the chance, you should really try it. Unfortunately, dignity is always rare; you need enough luck and determination to have a chance to savor its taste…

In any case, good luck to you, Sir Black Servant Sen.”