Lieutenant Colonel Frayzer eventually obtained permission to enter the Blood Vulture Halls and investigate the situation on the ground.
Murphy did not obstruct this “enemy spy” from acting, although Old Finoch was already dead, and the Witch Hunters were severely diminished. Theoretically speaking, the force protecting this man had almost vanished, but the vampire did not intend to keep him as a “souvenir” of brutality that would only serve to anger the Goldflower Kingdom without any other aning.
The necessary reason for this decision was that the Goldflower Kingdom’s actions in Transia needed a dignified conclusion and wrap-up, and the investigation report written by Lieutenant Colonel Frayzer himself could bring an end to all of this, allowing Murphy to achieve a more stable external environnt more quickly.
Secondly, regarding the Carpe family.
This was an ancient power known even to Tris, a fallen woman for over a hundred years.
During Tris’s heyday, this family already had a certain influence in the political sphere of the Silan Kingdom, and it seed that the Carpe family’s ancestors had even had a small encounter with Tris. In any case, given the current situation in Transia and Kadman City, Murphy would never make the choice to provoke an enemy over a temporary grievance.
“Behave yourself, I’ll be watching you!”
The vampire dispatched his most loyal servant to accompany Lieutenant Colonel Frayzer into the collapsed Blood Vulture Halls. Faced with Maxim’s threat, Frayzer chose to sneer at it.
As he grasped the rope and descended through the damaged spiral staircase, he said to Maxim:
“If you want to intimidate an enemy, you can use your gaze, presence, or actions. Let advise you, for a fellow aspiring to be a loyal dog, using language to threaten directly is the lowest form of instilling fear.”
This was originally ant as a taunt.
But a few seconds later, the peculiar Maxim, accompanying him and wearing the vulture mask, asked in response:
“Oh? It seems you’re quite skilled in this area. Could you share so insights?”
“?”
This ti, it was Lieutenant Colonel Frayzer’s turn to be perplexed.
He looked at the fully ard Maxim with an odd expression and said:
“Are all Transians insane? To so brazenly seek to learn from an enemy? Not to ntion the rationality of this action itself, aren’t you afraid I might teach you the wrong things?”
“I can judge for myself, I have the power called wisdom.”
The loyal servant calmly replied:
“Since it is a power, it can be mastered. As long as you’re willing to teach, I dare to learn. I need to progress, and I also thirst for progress. In the na of the loyalty you despise, to be honest, I cannot understand why you think my choice to beco a loyal servant is a pitiful thing.
Are you not also loyal to your sovereign?
From this perspective, you and I are no different.”
The lieutenant colonel was left speechless. He hesitated for a mont, and as the descending rope touched the ground at the bottom of the corridor, he answered:
“I want to enter the Sacred Blood Hall and take a look.”
“It hasn’t been excavated yet. The collapse there was too severe, and there’s still a risk of further collapse.”
Maxim said:
“But if you insist, I can take you to the excavation site.
Lord Murphy looks forward to the completion of your report, and my master has instructed to inform you that upon your departure, he will present you with evidence proving that Salrokdar has indeed perished, to make your investigation report more comprehensive.”
“Good, that’s a cooperative attitude.”
The lieutenant took out his notebook and said to Maxim as he approached:
“To instill fear in others, you must first understand the causes of fear. I once attended a course on this at the Shaldor University’s College of dicine. Let briefly introduce it to you.”
As Maxim followed Lieutenant Colonel Frayzer to “learn,” in the ruined outer city at Tris’s cottage, only two of the three remaining live little players had been summoned there by Tris’s three-eyed raven familiar, Weber.
The players would be able to resurrect tomorrow, and tomorrow evening was also the mont when Murphy decided to hold the victory celebration. Cheche and Niuniu were both helping Miriam prepare for the event, but Lady Tris generously gave them a “hidden quest,” prompting the student group to scurry over.
They all knew that Lady Tris had beco the new Grand Duchess of the Blood Vulture Clan, so upon eting this witch, the two greeted her in unison, congratulating Tris on her ascension.
The small storyline about this power transition within the clan was quite popular on the forum. Players like Lumina, who were dedicated to the storyline, were quite displeased, feeling that such an important mont should have been witnessed by players, as they had completed the main storyline of Kadman City from start to finish.
Tris becoming the Grand Duchess was partly due to their efforts.
As for this, Murphy’s response was: You guys were weak and got yourselves killed, so don’t bla ? I can’t just imdiately resurrect you, can I?
However, Murphy didn’t have ti now to placate the dissatisfied players’ emotions. He had a lot of things to attend to, just as Lady Tris had a spirit aptitude test she needed to complete before the players ca back online.
“Little Murphy’s commission has had researching your otherworld warriors’ projection forms in this world recently. I believe your ‘otherworldly journey’ should be more spectacular than rely beginning your legendary story in the mundane human form.
This may sound sowhat incredible, doesn’t it?
But your unique existential forms have made realizing this subject a possibility.”
The newly appointed Grand Duchess Tris’s attire was not much different from before, still a set of holy robes that accentuated her beautiful figure. However, the replenishnt of power had added a sense of solemn presence to her alluring languor.
Before the two student players, Tris took two small test tubes from her alchemy table, containing a reddish liquid.
This substance flickered with an unusual glow in the light of the gas lamps.
She said to Niuniu and Cheche:
“I now need your help to complete the following spirit weaving experint. You are Little Murphy’s warriors, so I cannot deceive you. This experint carries so risks, in the most extre case, it may lead to your connection with this world being permanently severed.”
“Ding!”
A beautiful quest activation sound rang out on Cheche and Niuniu’s player interfaces. The two little players looked down and saw the triggered quest details:
【Special Quest ‘Lady Tris’s Spirit Weaving Experint’ has been triggered!
Quest Description: Lady Tris intends to use her powerful knowledge of spirits to attempt to change the test subjects’ life forms in the《Reality Realm》ga. This experint carries certain risks and can only be completed by those truly fearless warriors!
Quest Objective: Assist Lady Tris in completing the experint!
Quest Reward: New Race Preview – Exclusive Special Title ‘Experintal Prototype Midnight Child No. 1′.
Developer’s Note!
This experint is the developnt team’s initial attempt at race conversion within the ga. Due to the underlying codebase issues, test subjects’ accounts may encounter login anomalies.
If this situation occurs, the developnt team will compensate the test subjects with new login accounts and certain in-ga item compensation.】
“Wow!”
After seeing the quest description and reward, the invincible Tyrannosaurus Cheche excitedly grabbed Niuniu’s shoulder and leaned in to say in a low voice:
“Our previous guesses were correct! After completing the ga’s prologue, we can indeed convert to the vampire race!”
“Don’t get too excited yet,” said Niuniu, also excited.
He quickly noticed the issue and said to Cheche with so concern:
“Look at the quest risks first. The developers have even disregarded the ‘realism’ they’ve been emphasizing and directly provided such a Note, which proves that this ‘codebase issue’ seems quite serious.
To be honest, I don’t really want to risk my account and the character I’ve painstakingly leveled. I haven’t even died once until level 10. I still want to try the hardcore ‘One Life to Live’ achievent challenge. If I suddenly lost it all, I’d cry.”
“What are you afraid of?” Cheche remained nonchalant and said:
“The developers said that if there’s an issue, they’ll compensate us with new accounts. How many detours have we taken while playing? Since this ga doesn’t allow alt accounts, taking this opportunity for a fresh start wouldn’t be bad.
And look at the quest reward!
We’ll be starting a new race with an exclusive title that no one else has. Although it sounds a bit strange, I think the unique title alone is worth giving it a shot.
Who cares about being the first on the server!
If we flaunt this title when we’re out on the streets later, we’ll be the coolest players around!”
Niuniu was quickly convinced by Cheche, and Tris was not in a hurry, only watching the two little players discuss with interest, as their voices could not be concealed from Tris’s keen hearing.
Although she did not yet understand what “developers,” “ga,” “achievents,” and “codebase issues” ant, Tris perceptively realized that these otherworld warriors had their own set of logic for understanding her world.
These special terms would not be translated by the Computation Bead, only after Tris truly devoted herself to learning the warriors’ complex language would she understand the aning.
This proved that Little Murphy seed to be intentionally concealing certain “truths” about these otherworld warriors.
Tris did not believe that Little Murphy harbored any ill intentions, but as a Spirit Sovereign, it was natural for her to be curious about these otherworldly secrets.
The cunning witch was pondering how to extract more information from the little players’ mouths without revealing her purpose. This should not be difficult, as these little ones always seed to have shrunken brains and no verbal filters.
Hmm, they look quite gullible.
“Respected Grand Duchess, we’ve discussed it!”
Cheche and Niuniu turned back, striking a fearless pose, and said to Tris:
“We are willing to assist in your experint. We believe that you, beautiful and wise, will surely be able to create a miracle.”
“Such sweet talkers, I love children who can speak well,” Tris praised, then handed the two small test tubes to the two little players, patted their heads, and said:
“Drink it. No matter what happens, don’t be afraid. Maintain clarity of mind, this is very important.”
The two student players imdiately pulled out the wooden stoppers from the test tubes and even did a clinking glass ceremony in a flirtatious manner before tilting their heads back and downing the contents.
The vials contained source blood diluted with Dark Spirit. It appeared liquid but was actually condensed energy. As soon as it entered their mouths, it “lted” in the little players’ oral cavities.
Then, with a bang, the two little players “self-destructed” on the spot.
The spirit projections that ford their bodies were severely disrupted into a dissociated state. The ancient spirit energy from the source blood, like crimson mist, entangled the players’ spirit energy and quickly dyed all the spirit factors red.
This was clearly an accelerated “spirit erosion” process.
Tris observed this process the entire ti. After confirming that the erosion was complete, she cast a spell on the spot to reconsolidate the two little players’ spirit projections.
This process was not difficult.
From an existential perspective, the little players’ spirit projections had not actually been destroyed, they had rely transford from a solid state into an energy state. Tris only needed to guide them back into a solid form.
As Tris deftly wove the spirit threads on the spot, Cheche and Niuniu’s bodies regathered. They still looked the sa, but their eyes now projected crimson dots, and vampire fangs protruded from the corners of their mouths.
“Whoa whoa whoa whoa! It’s different now!”
Cheche looked at his unnaturally pale hands and exclaid:
“Why does the world look like this to my eyes? It feels like infrared detection, and it’s so uncomfortable. The sunlight outside is so annoying, I feel like I’m burning! I’m going to burn up!”
“Check your character interface quickly!” Niuniu reminded him.
Cheche imdiately opened the player interface and found that his character information had completely changed.
In the interface with the Note “New Race Trial Status,” the original total of 30 attribute points had increased by 10, and there were brand new racial traits waiting to be experienced. The best part was that because it was a “trial status” and Tris had given them too much source blood, the two little fellows had even grown Blood Wings on the spot.
They flapped and floundered, trying to learn how to fly like Murphy and the young ladies.
But this was clearly an action that required special training. Even with frantic wing flapping, they could only flop around on the spot like grounded chickens.
Their clumsy posture made Tris look utterly hopeless, yet these otherworldly little ones seed so silly and adorable.
“Hmm, it seems the experint was a success.”
Just as the two dummies were exchanging experiences on how to take flight, a familiar voice sounded from the entrance of the alchemy cottage. They turned to see Lord Murphy envelop himself in a moving shadow to avoid the sunlight as he entered the cottage.
Murphy had just finished a “small matter” at the survivors’ camp.
To clarify, the “small matter” here refers to him having just personally executed four traitors with proven ties to the Goldflower Kingdom before rushing over.
He observed the vampire forms that the little players had taken on under the influence of the source blood with an appreciative gaze.
They were slightly different from ordinary vampires.
After all, without undergoing the Embrace, their outward appearance lacked the eerie and nocturnal aura of true vampires. Instead, they looked more like human souls stuffed into vampire bodies, like a cat’s soul placed in a caterpillar’s body, with an uncoordinated deanor and posture.
Well, co to think of it, their state was very similar to Murphy’s.
“Can this condition be maintained for an extended period?”
Murphy turned to Tris. The Grand Duchess shook her head, and due to certain unntionable events from the previous night, she was currently avoiding Murphy’s gaze. She then evaluated in a researcher’s tone:
“The warriors are only temporarily in this pseudo-vampire form, supported by the spirit energy of the source blood. Once the energy is depleted, they will revert to their human forms. However, it has been proven that their spirit projections can indeed be rewoven.
I now have a direction to proceed with this endeavor.
There is a small issue, though.”
Tris stepped forward and pinched the necks of the two obediently standing little players, frowning as she said:
“Their abilities are too lacking; they may not withstand the release of more source Blood Spirit energy. So even if my experint succeeds, they will only be able to truly transform into permanent vampire forms after reaching the Black Iron level, when their bodily potentials are fully unleashed.”
“This is already sufficient! And the conditions are perfect,” Murphy said with satisfaction, nodding his head.
“Your Blood Vulture Clan needs fresh blood, but not incompetent fools! If all goes well, then in no more than half a month, you will have a batch of fearless otherworldly clansn!
The Blood Vulture Clan will rise again, and its future achievents will make you grateful for today’s decision.”
“So, this is your plan for the future of the Blood Vulture Clan? What do you take my clan for?” Tris turned her head and rolled her eyes.
Murphy shrugged, revealing a subtle smile.
It was evident that this was the most important reason he did not want the original Blood Vulture Clan mbers to return. In his future plans, all or at least the vast majority of the Blood Vulture Clan mbers should be players!
“Ah, the good tis are over.”
Five minutes later, Niuniu and Cheche’s “pseudo-vampire experience cards” expired, and the two regretfully reverted to their human forms.
However, the trial experience was still a full score!
Although in the end, it was only with Lord Murphy’s personal guidance that the two were able to perform the simplest ascent and gliding, the experience of true flight was amazing.
“Today’s events must remain confidential!”
Murphy issued the rewards to the two little players, along with the strange title “Prototype Midnight Child No. 1” that he had just coined, and instructed them:
“I hope to give my warriors a real surprise once everything is complete. Please help preserve this mystery, okay? I believe my warriors can be as reliable in keeping secrets as you are courageous.”
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