My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1131 - 383. The wise Hog discovered a new path to generate revenue

Chapter 1131: 383. The wise Hog discovered a new path to generate revenue

Murphy wasn’t aware of A Feng’s offline situation as a unique player, but he didn’t need to understand it because within his own jurisdiction, this soul from the Exotic Lands was already safe.

Although it was only temporary safety.

"I must pessimistically inform you that my previous deduction about this soul was correct."

"Necromancer" Bella quickly finished the psychic examination of the small player, "Pantless Demon," and explained with its uncomfortable voice:

"This guy’s soul somehow got hooked out of his body. He can’t return to his body shell in the normal way. This means that he must exist in this perilous world in the form of this fragile Psychic Projection."

However, he knows nothing.

If he wants to survive, if you want him to live, then he must start learning death knowledge from Hades with me."

"So, you’re taking on an apprentice?"

Murphy asked with interest from the shadows:

"I thought you didn’t harbor such deep feelings for us."

"I have no feelings for you, nor for the world of the living. I merely witnessed a miracle neither too big nor too small and don’t wish for it to fade away before it shines."

Bella made no attempt to hide its disdain for the living as it said:

"Though I haven’t visited the source of all death mysteries, haven’t personally revered the legendary eternal silence of the Moon Holy City, I can assert that this Spiritual Body, even within the Empire of the Sanghai People, belongs to the extremely rare and unusual.

Its very existence represents a graceful possibility of death essence meddling with the Material World. Symbolically speaking, this guy is an invaluable test subject.

As for an apprentice...

What qualification do I, a mere corpse sorcerer, have to take an apprentice?

But if your warriors can really snatch back that Ghost Mystic Manual from Tear Flesh, then perhaps I could use it to transform this Spiritual Body into a Knight, thereby completing the trial of mysteries bestowed by death and take the first step in becoming an Immortal Lich.

Ah, the legendary rite of ascension..."

At this point, the tone of "Necromancer" Bella, filled with a kind of twisted longing, softened a bit. It tapped the decayed bone staff on the ground and said:

"This is a matter that benefits both of us, Murphy... Lord. Perhaps we can cooperate! I mean start a real cooperation.

But before that, I have a small question to ask you."

Its eyes, burning with blue Spiritual Fire, stared at Murphy as it said:

"What exactly are you planning for Little Adair’s future?"

"Why do you ask?"

Murphy said, surprised:

"Didn’t Adair tell you? I have already given her the Source Blood that can dissolve the bloodline pact. The power of freedom is in her hands.

I have never interfered with her choices."

"Ah, if that is indeed the truth, then the situation is even worse."

Bella said regretfully:

"It seems what binds the poor Little Adair is not violence or intimidation but her transforming heart—poor child inheriting her mother’s emotional sensitivity and impulsiveness.

This is truly a tragedy; mother and daughter stepped into the same river, stumbled on the same rock twice. While Mona’s impulsiveness eventually brought her the man who loved her most in the world, whether fate will continue to favor her daughter remains unknown..."

At this, Bella asked again:

"So Mr. Mo Fei, how do you see Little Adair? I mean... well, I’m dead already, the rules of the living can no longer bind me, so let me be more direct.

Little Adair may already see you as her life’s destination.

I know it’s the damned blood pact of vampires subtly influencing, but her decision not to take the Source Blood already demonstrates this dreadful situation. I don’t know how you see her."

"All I can tell you is, she is free."

Murphy said softly:

"As for me... I already have someone in my heart."

"Tragedy! An absolute tragedy! Why doesn’t Mona’s child deserve a perfect ending? Why can’t she receive this blessing?"

Bella rebuked:

"You are a vampire, Mr. Mo Fei, you have no moral standards to speak of, nor do you need to be bound by foolish loyalty; if you wish, you could have many lovers.

Back when I was alive I did also experience these matters; let me impart some experience to you as someone who has been there, young vampire.

Some men have very little room in their hearts, the tenderness they can offer is never enough even for one person.

But other men have big hearts, their tenderness, even when shared among many, is enough to make their companions feel warmth and happiness..."

"You dare preach to me, you ear-grabbing carcass?"

Murphy retorted unceremoniously:

"Adair told me about you and Mrs. Bonis; Bella, even when you were alive, you were always dominated by the formidable Mrs. Bonis in the Shadow Elves’ Arena until your death. Adair said you were on good terms, but from what I see, that relationship was always led by Mrs. Bonis.

You still have the face to advise me to start a harem?

You’re dead, and your heart still hasn’t improved? Are you trying to make me fulfill some kind of regrettable pursuit that you couldn’t achieve in life?"