My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2886 -962: The Peacebringer · Blade of the Peach Knight_3

“Tch, I was just saying it casually, yet you came up with so many explanations. Clearly, you’ve done something bad. Just wait till you get back and take a beating!”

Triss tossed out a harsh remark and cut off the quantum communication, leaving Murphy with cold sweat running down his face. Damn, this woman’s sixth sense is terrifying, but the incident with Lady Spider really has nothing to do with me!

That was a deity; I was forced.

Murphy reassured himself, pondering whether this explanation would satisfy Triss. As he turned back, Lord Ovg’s smiling expression seemed to have seen through everything, making Murphy sigh helplessly.

Ah, it’s tough being a man.

He composed himself and returned to his seat, looking at the weapon forging plans from Silver Fort spread out on the table before him.

Among them were not only blueprints for forging sword hammers but also plans for jewelers to create pendants and earrings. He rubbed his chin, picking and choosing among the plans, and ultimately handed over a set of double-handed sword blueprints, saying:

“Do this one! Use the purified Divine Fragment as the sword blade, and forge it with the divine power of Mother Gaia. It doesn’t need to look too extravagant; I think a traditional, simple weapon design would be quite reasonable.”

“Hmm, the manufacturing process isn’t a problem. The Mother Goddess has already decreed for us to assist you in crafting this ‘mobile shrine,’ but the real challenge lies in faith binding.”

Lord Ovg said:

“If I’m not mistaken, this sword is tailored as a faith weapon for the Church of the Sacred Light. Who do you plan to entrust it with?”

“Who else could it be? It’s definitely going to our Golden Peach Knight favored by the Holy Light.”

Murphy leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples, saying:

“The miraculous scene of the Saint Ray during the war at the Lord’s position is bound to be known by more people with victory. The Church of the Sacred Light, under such divine miracle, is destined to enter a period of rapid development. Yet, their system has always been maintained by outsiders. To perfectly integrate the external faith of Saint Ray with this continent, we must choose a qualified leader for Him on earth.

A pope, or a Radiant Knight, a Saintess of Light.

For now, no one is more suitable than Biqi.”

“I think so too.”

Lord Ovg glanced at the box on the table, the sixteen scattered Divine Fragments inside appearing under the gas light with a pure halo, and he said:

“But crafting one sword doesn’t require so many Divine Fragments. The materials you’ve provided me are enough to make two weapons.”

“That’s right, precisely two weapons and a gift I’m privately sending to my wife.”

Murphy nodded and said:

“Use the smallest fragment among them for Triss’s pendant, and the remaining fragments, besides making the ‘Peacemaker’ Holy Sword for the Peach Knight, will also be used to craft a similar specification faith weapon for us.”

“Us?”

The Silver Dwarf Lord sensed something amiss, furrowing his brows and asked:

“By ‘us’ you mean… vampires? What do vampires need such a faith weapon for? You have no object of worship!”

“What if I told you, we do?”

Murphy said softly:

“In this era of great change, some mysterious things have happened within the vampire race that are not to be revealed to outsiders. Forgive me for not being able to discuss this matter too openly, but I must point out to you that regarding the vampire faith Sacred Blade, you must not tell anyone else.

At least until we officially announce that dangerous and obscure faith, you must keep this secret.”

“You’ve scared me, Murphy, truly.”

Ovg’s expression was unusually solemn, and he said:

“Before agreeing to help you craft this weapon, I must confirm one thing, regarding the vampire faith, does Lord Paryen know? Is this your personal decision or a joint idea?”

“You can ask him personally.”

Murphy took out Lord Paryen’s Blood Crystal Stone, activated it, placed it on the table, and nodded to bid farewell to Lord Ovg, temporarily leaving the house.

Ten minutes later, after he assigned a task to Little Brother Fu, who was thrilled to hear that Big Black had come back to life, he returned to the room, finding Lord Ovg sitting and maintaining a contemplative stance.

“Lord Paryen explained everything to me and made the same request, so Silver Fort will aid the vampires in crafting the Midnight Mother’s Primitive Shrine.”

Ovg raised his head, looking at Murphy, and said:

“I hope you truly understand what you’re doing, trying to steer a fallen deity offspring back on track; you really are a bunch of madmen under the midnight.”

“We don’t want this either, my lord.”

Murphy sighed and said:

“But Salockdale left such a mess we can’t just ignore it. If we don’t take countermeasures now, when the Midnight Mother’s power breaks out again one day, what happened with the Wolf People will repeat among the vampires.

This Silver Dwarf Lord, you wouldn’t want to see a crazed Blood race launch a ‘blood disaster’, would you?

In any case, two weapons and a pendant, please have them done before Triss’s ‘midnight birthday’ in a month and a half! Thank you!”