My players are so fierce

Chapter 175 174. The White Oak Chapter is too murderous. Let’s change its name to the “Adventurers Guild”

An hour later, the darkest hour of the night before dawn had arrived.

Murphy had finished his inspection of the battlefield and returned to the Andeman Hills. The wounded witch hunters and their families were also escorted back to Scarlet by the veterans who had been renamed the "Cadman People's Army" and the witch hunters who could still fight. fort.

Based on their condition and traveling speed, it would take four or five days to get there, which would give Baroness Miriam and her administrative team enough time to deal with the upcoming 1,000 people.

Murphy was once again grateful that he had won Miriam's loyalty.

With the help of such a powerful administrative college student, he rarely needs to handle territorial matters personally.

Although the young players had a great time tonight, casualties were still inevitable. After all, in a melee involving nearly a thousand people, there would always be unlucky people who went wrong for various reasons.

But the good news is that only 18 of the 70 young players died after the battle.

This fully proves that his young players have adapted to the overly realistic combat mode of this game. They are becoming more and more skilled, and are no longer afraid of real battles with real swords and guns, and have begun to absorb the cunning nature of the fourth natural disaster. Used in combat.

The most prominent example is Murphy's "disciple" in the way of summoning, Little Rich Brother Touch You Poor.

This guy relied on the wretched "pretending to be a corpse" and the little manticore's silent sneak attack to cooperate. One person and one pet actually got 9 heads when the results were counted after the battle!

This result is enough to rank among the top three in this battle.

But being poor obviously has its own troubles.

"Mr. Murphy, come and take a look at my smelly baby! Why did it grow so big all of a sudden? It's like blowing air. I didn't care about it for half an hour, and it became like this!"

In panic, he dragged his little manticore, which was whining like an unhappy kitten, to the side of Mr. Murphy. He has changed his profession to a summoner, but his skill level has not improved yet. In addition, the little manticore, nicknamed "Stinky Treasure", is still in its infancy and cannot complete the contract mark with him.

But after a night of fighting, the situation seemed to have changed subtly.

The little manticore, which was originally only the size of a human head, has now grown to the size of a golden retriever, so Mo Qianqiong, who could have held it, can only hold it now.

However, the little manticore was somewhat resistant to Murphy.

He probably felt the huge threat from the vampire in front of him. This was the instinct of beasts to avoid danger.

"What did you feed it?"

Murphy was also shocked when he saw the manticore growing so quickly.

Although he is a summoner, he is not experienced. His understanding of astral creatures is still in the learning stage, and is limited to the knowledge recorded in Tris's handbook.

“I didn’t feed anything.”

Brother Fu replied with evasive eyes.

As a result, under Murphy's slightly stern gaze, he lowered his head, like a child who had done something bad, and whispered:

"It just seems to like the taste of heart. I wanted to stop it, but I almost got slapped by the smelly baby. It still protects the food."

"I told you before, don't let you feed it randomly!"

Murphy scolded:

"The habits of astral creatures are not the same as those of beasts in the material world. Something will happen if you mess around like this! You have to train it according to standard domestication methods, otherwise once its wildness sprouts prematurely, it is likely to become violent in the next second. Abandon you."

"Ah this."

Brother Fu was startled.

He glanced at the little manticore lying at his feet purring like a big cat, and couldn't help but want to ask more, but the next moment a surprised voice sounded from the side:

"Why is there a newly hatched Astral Manticore here? And it has entered the growth stage so early? What exactly did you feed it?"

The old hunter Marian, who came with Natalie, looked at the little manticore and said in surprise:

"It is still an unmarked manticore. According to this growth rate, it will be fully mature in seven days at most. It will be summoned by the stars and return to its world. Although I don't understand what you are planning to do, but by then you will Don’t ever try to tame it.”

Brother Fu couldn't understand what this NPC said.

But Murphy understood. He did not get up. He still sat on the stone, looked at Sister Marian, and asked:

"You seem to be familiar with the Astral Manticore?"

"I am familiar with all astral creatures. I am an expert in hunting astral creatures."

Aunt Marian also looked at the overly handsome but young vampire in front of her. She didn't show too much enthusiasm but wasn't too cold either. She just explained casually:

"Giant beasts like the Astral Manticore have learned to control their growth rate to help them survive better in the barren environment of the Astral Realm.

Once the astral manticores sense that there is enough food around them, they will grow rapidly and enter the maturity stage in a very short period of time. Then they will continue to hone their hunting skills until their own strength reaches the limit, and they will complete similar tasks. Challenge the powerful enemies in the Black Iron Trial.

If the astral manticores can survive that kind of challenge, then they will become true astral predators, and then slowly move towards the realm of 'legendary creatures'.

They are naturally giant beasts whose talents and powers are far beyond comparison with real creatures.

Even for me, the Astral Manticore is a very tough opponent.

If your summoner warrior wants to sign a summoning contract with it, then he only has the last seven days left. Failure to do so means that he will say goodbye to this manticore that has been raised too well. . "

"Thank you for the information, it means a lot to my warriors."

Murphy turned his head and told the little rich brother the information about Grandma Marian in a new form. When he heard the bad news, his face turned pale.

"You must complete the Black Iron Trial within seven days. My warrior, the Manticore will not recognize the weak."

The vampire reminded:

"When you are ready, I will help you tame it."

"Seven days?"

Mo Youqian took a quick look at his current level 5 character level and entry-level skills. He felt the pressure. After bidding farewell to Master Murphy, Brother Fu immediately contacted Brother Ming Miao who was still chasing the defeated soldiers. .

“I’m ordering a quick upgrade package!”

While touching the little manticore, which was still well-behaved after eating and drinking, he said to Brother Mingmiao in the private chat channel:

"Seven days! No, six days! I must pass the Black Iron Trial within six days. Come over and discuss the details with me quickly. Money is not an issue!"

"okay!"

Brother Miao Miao agreed very readily this time.

Because he already had the "secret method of trial" in his hand, he immediately replied to Brother Xiaofu:

"Then, please allow me to take up a little bit of your time, little rich brother, and I want to introduce you to the Holy Father and Savior of nature."

"ah???"

Brother Xiaofu froze on the spot.

Why does this guy talk like this?

He seriously doubted whether he had chatted with the wrong person, or was this guy Miao Miao too involved in the drama and gone crazy? ——

"It's a pity that more than two hundred people were not rescued."

Murphy looked at Natalie, who still had a fighting spirit in front of her, and several powerful characters behind her. The one who spoke just now, Grandma Marianne, was a Silver-level hunter, and several others were also Silver-level.

This is almost the last trace of the White Oak Chapter.

It's really miserable.

Even though Murphy didn't know much about the Old Natural Cult, he also knew that the White Oak Chapter was once one of the three protective Chapters of the Church of Avalon, with a number of more than 10,000 at its peak! At present, only one-tenth of it is left, and they are all old, weak, sick and disabled. Almost all of its elites were consumed in the ten years of war. This is enough to prove that the Portian Confederation is not an easy place to eat.

Because of the defense against the Black Disaster, the people here have strong folk customs. The army that has completed the military reform is as strong as the Plantagenet Kingdom, but it took ten years of fighting to occupy half of the territory.

It is said that even now that the war is essentially over, there are still some elite Xico winged cavalry persisting against the pioneering army in the mountains and forests of the Xico Earldom in northern Transia.

Even though the city behind them, Xiko, the capital of the Confederation of Persia, had been destroyed by war two years ago.

It can be said that every part of this land is sprinkled with the blood of witch hunters, and currently, their evil relationship with this land is far from over.

"It doesn't have to be, Lord Murphy."

Natalie whispered:

"It's enough that you are willing to help us. I know that you mobilized almost all the forces under your command in tonight's battle. I have felt your sincerity. I just want to ask you about the conditions you gave before. Is it still established?”

She took out the lord's edict that Murphy had written to her when she left last time.

Although it was said as a joke at the time, it can be seen from the good preservation of the edict that Natalie had actually made a plan in her heart as early as that time and left a very outrageous escape route for herself and her compatriots. .

This girl's growth rate after her father's death is really touching.

"Of course, I always keep my word."

Murphy waved his hand and promised:

"From the moment you step into Transia, you have become the citizens of this land. No one can deny your rights and obligations to live here. Of course, I feel it is necessary for me to explain to you as a lord. Here are a few key points that you need to pay attention to next.”

"Well, please tell us, we are all ears."

Natalie nodded, and then she heard Murphy say:

"First of all, throw away your irreconcilable attitude towards evil! This land welcomes all homeless people. As long as they abide by the law, no one can cause trouble for them in the name of race or habit.

After tonight, you are no longer demon hunters, but a member of the ordinary people of Transia. You can retain your own beliefs, but you cannot force others to obey your way!

Can it be done? "

"Can."

Natalie nodded in agreement without asking anyone else's opinion.

Among the other old captains, except for Old Eugene who had some complaints, others also thought there was nothing wrong with this.

"Secondly, there is a 'faith director' in my territory. Her name is Jules Belinda. We call her Aunt Jules. She is also a believer in the Natural Old Faith. She will be responsible for managing everything and beliefs in my territory. Related matters, and I have carved out a church area for her in the inner city.

There you can rebuild the Temple of Avalon.

You can even apply for a grant from the Scarlet Archon, but let me tell you in advance that the inner city is now in ruins and overrun by astral shadows and beasts that cross the border from time to time.

In addition, if you want to build your church on my territory, you must make corresponding contributions to this territory! "

Murphy rubbed his chin.

He looked at the group of witch hunters in front of him, and after a few seconds, he said:

"Don't use the name 'White Oak Chapter' in the future. Since you want to start a new life, you have to make a clean break with the past. Of course, I don't care how you call yourself internally. At least externally, you must use a new title to summarize your identity." forces and organizations.

Let’s call it the ‘Adventurers’ Guild’.

It is harmless to humans and animals and clearly indicates the tasks you will undertake next.

I need you to use your remaining energy. Even if you no longer fight, please use your superb combat skills to train my warriors and all the young people in my territory who yearn for adventure.

You will be the best instructors, especially in the field of natural psychic energy.

You will serve as the first president of the association, Ms. Natalie. You can allocate other official positions yourself. I will also instruct my consul to issue three ‘Executive Knight’ titles to you to facilitate management.

If you can open up your own territory in the future, I wouldn't mind giving you the title of Baroness or even Countess.

Do you accept this? "

Natalie turned around this time and discussed a few words with the old captains behind her.

No one complained much about this request. According to the lord, he did not intend to let witch hunters participate in the daily defense of his territory and the reconstruction of the army.

This alone made Aunt Marian sigh with relief.

She has really fought enough.

"We have no problem."

Natalie turned to Murphy and replied:

"But are we free to choose the location of the Avalon Temple and the address of the Adventurer's Guild?"

"Of course, that's your right."

Murphy nodded, then he raised his third finger and said:

"The third request is to send out my warriors to rescue you tonight, so their rewards must also be paid by yours. It must be ensured that each of my warriors can get a sophisticated veteran-level or above weapon from you. Or armor.

Memorable weapons are best.

In addition, I also need you to give me 200 demon-hunting steeds tamed by your secret methods, and send someone to train my warriors in their riding skills.

They will be paid to learn for it.

Finally, I need hunter uniforms from the White Oak Chapter, new ones are fine, old ones are better, 70 sets is enough. "

"ah?"

This strange request made Chapter Leader Natalie's eyes widen, and she asked:

"That's it? Don't you ask us to disarm?"

"Now that you are disarmed, who should I turn to when the Scarlet Keep and your village are in trouble?"

Murphy rolled his eyes and said:

"The Adventurer's Guild has to undertake part of the investigation function of crises or potential crises, which requires you to prepare your own weapons. In addition, you should also know about the Black Disaster.

When the black disaster comes, I think you have to take up arms and join the fight even if you don't want to! "

"It goes without saying that this is our duty, and it was also the duty of the Church of Avalon."

Natalie nodded in agreement.

She waited in place for Murphy to say the next conditions and restrictions, but after waiting for several seconds, the conditions did not come and instead came Murphy's impatient expulsion:

"What are you still doing here? Don't you need to go to work? Everyone."

"But."

Old Eugene behind Natalie couldn't help but said:

"Are there only two so-called demands? Shouldn't there be more harsh conditions, and then the two of us can bargain and finally come up with a condition that is acceptable to both parties? Your generosity will make us uneasy."

"Oh, you mean, you want to bargain with me?"

Murphy showed a weird smile and said:

"But I don't have any other restrictions for you. I said, Transia is a land of freedom. As long as you abide by the laws here, pay taxes on time and fulfill your obligations, it's your business how you want to live. I don't care. I don’t want to care about it.”

The leaders of a group of witch hunters looked at each other.

They discussed in a low voice and turned to leave. Natalie bowed deeply to Murphy at the end and said in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Murphy, and I apologize for my previous recklessness and rudeness."

"It doesn't have to be like this. I know you still hate me. After all, the deaths of four of your team members are related to me. I don't mind taking over this hatred. Of course, if it is completed in the form of a 1V1 and fair challenge in the future. I will be more satisfied if the grudges are settled.”

Murphy waved his hand again, not wanting to say anything more.

After Natalie left, the shadow beside him floated and Mrs. Tracey stepped out. The anger in her heart also dissipated a lot.

After all, little Murphy was very well-behaved tonight and did not flirt with that female fox Shani.

"Let's go, go home."

Tris called out and played with the Serenade Scepter to open the teleportation to the Blood Vulture Corridor. She said:

"Although blood is good, it doesn't seem to be suitable for me anymore. I suddenly want to have a midnight snack. Murphy, please make me one. I want egg pancakes and side dishes."

"Of course, my lady."

Murphy stood up and smiled, holding Tris' slender waist and moving forward.

This too intimate action made Tris glare at him, but she finally did not push his hand away. At the moment of entering the teleportation, Murphy whispered to Tris:

"You were just jealous, weren't you? About Shani and me's hypocrisy?"

"Who are you jealous? You little bastard, you want whoever you love. I'm only happy if you stay away from me. Hey! Someone is watching! Stop! Well, the smell of blood in your mouth is so bad! Go brush your teeth!"