My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 3091 -1029: The Peacemaker, Heart of Blood, and Long Night Guardian

“You see, I have my own little thoughts when it comes to giving gifts…”

Murphy whispered softly into Triss’s ear, which was still gasping for breath:

“Come with me to the Origin Land. I know you have concerns, but I always feel empty when you are not by my side. Besides, this journey to the Origin Land will not be peaceful, and I need a formidable bodyguard for myself.

Now…

Take off your clothes, don’t remove the pendant. As we deliver the final Divine Artifact to its owner, we still have some time to enjoy each other.

Speaking of which, what are you thinking about right now?”

“My mind is very calm, even more so after midnight than it has ever been before.”

Triss extended her hand and gently caressed Murphy’s cheek, saying:

“I fully realize this is just a little trick of yours to make me happy. You are trying to make me give up my independence of character and become entirely your possession. You’re really a rotten guy. Where have all those great virtues you boasted about respecting women gone?

However, I can’t lie to myself.

The calmer I am, the more I realize how important you have become to me.

I must admit that the focus of my life had long since shifted; just who am I deceiving?

I have already willingly bowed my head to one man and am doing my utmost to gain his appreciation and companionship.

I once thought I would walk alone to the end of eternal silence, and I wasn’t against such a fate either. It’s the destiny of every vampire. I still face the end of eternal silence with equanimity, but I am no longer alone.

Alas, the Crimson Witch completely died at this moment. I strangled her, and you nailed the coffin shut with your own hands, the two of us being shameless conspirators in her murder, even shamelessly pouring cement into her grave.

My life has been ruined by you, you little scoundrel.”

“But that isn’t a bad thing.”

Murphy released his beloved, took a few steps back, and sat back down in his chair in a relaxed posture, appreciating the beautiful scene of the Blood Vulture Duke undressing before him.

He beckoned with his finger, saying:

“We have already formed an eternal contract, for every night to come.”

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“Huh? Is this for me? Why are you suddenly giving me a gift, Sir Morphy, and what happened to those wounds on your neck? Were you attacked?”

In the wee hours, a sleepy-eyed Miss Biqi opened the door in her pajamas and saw Murphy standing at the door with a weapon box. Puzzled, she asked a question that made Murphy purse his lips, unwilling to explain the origins of the hickeys on his neck.

Through the door crack in front of him, he glanced into Biqi’s cabin, unsurprisingly finding the Knight of Liwen also in pajamas, sitting on the bed and staring at him with an expressionless face.

Hmm, there’s only one bed in the room…

Alright.

The speculation about good friends has been confirmed.

“This ‘Peacemaker’ was specially made for you, Biqi. It’s part of the agreement between me and your grandfather about your future. But you must remember, once you take up this sword, you will no longer be an ordinary mortal knight.”

Murphy spoke to Biqi with a serious tone:

“This is the Blade of Holy Light and the Primitive Shrine of the Sacred Light. It is a bidirectional binding blade. Every moment you wield it symbolizes the spread of the Saint Ray’s light upon the earth.

From this day forth, you will not have a life of your own; from this day forth, everything about you will serve to proclaim the righteousness of the Holy Light.

You still have the opportunity to refuse.

After all, it’s a duty so heavy it is daunting.”

“But at this point, I can no longer turn back, Sir Morphy.”

Miss Biqi pursed her lips and sighed:

“I even dream at night of those flickering lights in the dark, calling me to walk the path toward the light. In this life, people always must achieve something, and besides, I don’t really dislike this lifestyle.”

She reached out, opened the weapon box, and gazed at the plain yet grand double-handed blade inside.

Without too much adornment, it’s just the classic form of a cross greatsword. Yet the dwarfs still artistically handled it, engraving the Sacred Light Church’s proverbs onto the blade in golden runes.

At the moment Biqi reached out and gripped the sword hilt, a blazing light extended from her hand and transferred to the sword body, completing in a few breaths the binding between the Primitive Shrine and its object of faith, causing a golden glow to float around the blade.

Causing the inscriptions on the sword to emerge, transforming into a Sacred Word Shield that hovered around Biqi.

Looks just like a big lightbulb, no wonder it’s the legacy of an actor.

“Then, I salute you, ‘Peacemaker’ Lady Biqi.”

Murphy took a step back, cautious of the Saint Ray’s light scorching him, and gently said:

“Salute to the first Radiant Knight of the Continent! Your legend begins tonight.”