My Players Are So Fierce

“Has he accepted it?”

“Yes, he harshly rebuked my outrageous and disloyal comments, warning me in a gloomy tone not to say anything similar in other settings. Then, under the guise of protecting the partnership, he accepted the letter.

It turns out Miss Milian’s thoughts on the current situation of the Cape Family were very accurate, and Count Leon indeed harbors similar intentions.

Currently, it should only be in the planning stage.

But without a doubt, he does not wish to see the Cape Family dismantled in the name of ‘loyalty.’

“Alright, thank you, Sir Palian. For now, please continue your work in the Kato area. When you return to Crimson Castle, please come to the administrative building; your Finance Officer’s office is ready.

Additionally, your daughters have recovered under meticulous care and are applying to become mechanics… I’m sorry, but we can’t persuade them to give up those mechanical skills.

They say they want to learn from you and contribute to the prosperity of the homeland.”

The agent from the Shadow Intelligence Bureau’s voice echoed with helplessness in Sir Palian’s Calculating Pearl, causing Sir Palian, who had just left Cape Manor and boarded the carriage, to sigh helplessly.

She rubbed her temples and said:

“Forget it, the children have grown up and have their own ideas. As their mother, I can’t hinder them from pursuing their dreams. However, please convey a message on my behalf to the gentleman working in the Stonemason Association.

If he truly wants to spend his life with my daughters, then he must shoulder the responsibilities a man should bear. Our barbarian customs are always simple and crude, but undoubtedly, a man who can’t protect his own woman is unqualified!”

“I will pass your advice on to the Dust Beater, sir.”

The agent said softly:

“While you’re active in the Kato area, please ensure your safety.

In case of dangerous accidents, you can request help from the Wolfsbane Clan. The Blood Vulture Clan has already reached an agreement with Duke Wolfsbane regarding this. One of Lord Edward’s offspring will personally oversee manpower transport actions, and she will meet with you in the coming days.”

“Uh…”

Miss Palian was about to speak when she suddenly saw a shadow flicker in her carriage, and a woman appeared sitting across from her. That person was lounging casually on the sofa, making a ‘go on’ gesture at Sir Palian.

Her aura was strong, clearly a person who had long been in a position of leadership.

Sir Palian coughed and said:

“She’s already here, leave the rest to me.”

Having said that, Sir Palian cut off the communication and looked at the uninvited Wolfsbane Vampire before her.

The latter was dressed in a slightly masculine suit and wore a man’s style hat, her short gray hair neatly styled, lacking more feminine decoration, and wore black gloves, appearing very solemn.

Attached to her overly flat chest’s black tie was a unique Wolfsbane Emblem, the blood-stained claw symbolizing she was a faction leader.

“My name is Laura.”

The latter introduced herself, eyeing Sir Palian with her blood-red eyes:

“I’m the third child of Lord Edward, the ‘Count Blackmane’ of the Wolfsbane Clan, and the leader of the Blackmane Faction responsible for the Kato area’s affairs.

I’ve already received the news returned by my father and will cooperate with the Transia People to complete the transfer of refugees. The exit channels are ready, but before discussing business, I have another question for you, Sir Palian.

Release the firearm hidden in your pocket.

At this distance, that thing can’t protect you.”

“I simply want to entertain you.”

Sir Palian, who had experienced many storms, participated in the entire “Bata Sin Massacre,” had ample experience dealing with vampires, and frequently engaged with vampire heroes like Murphy and the Grand Duke of Triss, naturally remained unaffected by Laura’s aggression.

The finance officer of barbarian origin smiled and took out a lady’s cigarette case from her pocket and a mechanical skull lighter adorned with the Wam Emblem.

Upon seeing the emblem, Count Laura raised an eyebrow.

No wonder this overly robust female finance officer remained so calm when coexisting with Golden One vampires; it turned out she had another ‘golden thigh’ to rely on besides the Blood Vulture Clan.

Followers of Wam…

Tsk, tsk, if you became the object of everyone’s hatred for the rest of your life, even a vampire would not fare well.

Thus, she did not reject Sir Palian’s opened cigarette case and did not decline the other’s gesture to light the cigarette. Inside the moving carriage, the two ladies of vastly different status enjoyed the vanilla-mint flavored cigarettes specially developed for women by Boss Huo as they prepared for the ensuing conversation.

“Are the last members of the Gray Claw Faction still in Transylvania?”

Count Laura removed her hat, shaking her cleanly cropped short hair, crossing her legs and assuming a commanding posture, her gloved fingers rubbing her temples, huskily asking:

“Are Melia and Winnie those two girls doing alright?”

“Before I answer that question, I need to understand your stance.”

Sir Palian exhaled a smoke ring, calmly saying:

“What is your relationship with them?”

“Enemy! Former enemy.”

Laura did not hide her disgust for the Gray Claw Faction, she said: