My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1250 - 422. Cape Holiday - Don’t Mess with the Woman of Transylvania (2)_3

Chapter 1250: 422. Cape Holiday - Don’t Mess with the Woman of Transylvania (2)_3

"That was something even your father would have had difficulty achieving."

"In such a contrast, your pursuit was hardly simpler than pushing a stone uphill. Ah, that story really is quite interesting; you should go and listen to it from Professor Malcolm."

"Liwen, what was the name of the protagonist in that story?"

"Sisyphus, Miss."

Knight of Liwen replied calmly:

"You’re right, Colonel Fraser and Major Ron should both attend Professor Malcolm’s lecture. It could help wash away the entrenched arrogance of noble men in their minds."

"Miss Milian breaking ties with you is merely a lesson that your sense of entitlement doesn’t work in Transylvania! Love isn’t a prize that nobles condescend to bestow upon a lowly Cinderella."

"Hey, look at our proud Fraser, like a defeated rooster..."

Biqi stood up, walked forward and lifted Fraser’s chin, the golden-haired Knight gently kissed his forehead and whispered in a voice only they could hear:

"Sorry, Fraser, but not only have you lost Miss Milian’s favor, but I no longer acknowledge you as I once did. Because I suddenly realized... you once humiliated my dignity in the same way."

"Professor Malcolm has been studying some strange knowledge lately, and he told me that one cannot betray one’s class. Frankly, I don’t fully understand these complex principles."

"But I can guess that if asked to choose between your family and Miss Milian, you surely wouldn’t easily pick Miss Milian."

"So, what I mean is, give it up!"

"Your rank is too low..."

"Miss Milian will mercilessly crush you, and in truth, as someone who has experienced it, I can tell you it feels absolutely terrible."

"Of course, our contract is still valid."

"If you can’t gain Miss Milian’s favor and can’t conquer the heart I’ve emancipated, and can only vent the anger of a frustrated man by conquering my body, then I’m still quite willing to become your bride~"

"But would you do that? My proud senior."

After dropping that bombshell, Biqi crossed her arms and let out a villainous laugh then, with ladylike grace, she curtsailed in farewell to the silent Fraser and the speechless Ron, confidently walking away with a subtly expressive Knight of Liwen.

The two men stared at each other in the room.

After several minutes, Major Ron stroked his chin and said:

"Uh, honestly, I neither understand nor see through it, but I am profoundly shocked. Fraser, Transylvania really is a bizarre place, isn’t it?"

"Here, not only are the men mad, but even the women are so wild, and without a doubt, your protege Miss Biqi has been influenced by their heretical ideas."

"Considering family legacy, I think you’d better take Miss Biqi back home quickly. It’s no good to keep her here much longer."

"You expect me to kidnap the apple of her grandfather’s eye right under the noses of the Nantes Ranger, the Grail Knight, and the Crimson Resident Officer?"

Fraser said, languidly:

"Do you think our lives so far have been too dull and you want to dial up the intensity?"

"My silver guards told me that even all four of them together wouldn’t be a match for Lord Kuder. That legendary Knight’s strength has broken through once again and is infinitely close to the Gold Stage. He just needs to overcome one more hurdle to reach the apex of that power."

"Moreover, there is a Spiritual Overlord stationed in the Crimson Castle."

"So what do we do?"

Major Ron, feeling helpless, spread his hands and complained:

"This is like a cooked duck growing wings and flying away, and the swan you wanted to catch doesn’t care about you anymore. If this continues, you’re going to end up a loner."

"Ugh, I’m only thirty years old, I’m still very young."

Fraser clenched his teeth as he got up.

Walking over to the window, he gazed at Crimson Castle under the dawn’s morning light and began unbuttoning the first button of his shirt, the echoes of Milian angrily telling him to get out last night reverberating in his mind.

It was the first time in his life that a woman had treated him like that...

Very well!

Woman! You have successfully captured my attention; I suppose I am at odds with you now!

"Clean up and get ready to talk to Governor Morphy. Although personal matters aren’t going smoothly, it shouldn’t delay official business."

Fraser took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He tried to regain his former savvy and capability, turning back to Ron, he said:

"Today, we must finalize the allocation of the station and responsibilities. Also, if possible, we want to reach a series of mutual aid agreements with Governor Morphy..."

"Uh, I know this might not be the best time to bring this up, but have you considered that these agreements might not be negotiated with Governor Morphy?"

Major Ron said in a low voice:

"Governor Milian is the real person in charge, which means, you’ll have to engage in a battle of wits with the woman who humiliated you last night.

Are you really up for it?"

"Of course I am!"

Fraser moved his shoulders like an aggressive lion ready for a fight, a certain spark flickering in his eyes as he said:

"I am full of fighting spirit right now."

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"Tsk tsk tsk, I love how this story is unfolding, don’t you?"

In the office at Blood Vulture Corridor, Morphy reclined in his chair, holding The Grand Duke of Triss.

Projected on the Core Bead in front of the two was Colonel Fraser’s frantic appearance, and beside them was a bucket of "caramel popcorn" freshly concocted by the chef Star Soul Eagle.

They looked like an old married couple intensely following a drama series.

In response to Morphy’s query, Triss rolled her eyes, picked up some popcorn, and tossed it into her mouth, saying:

"Indeed, this is far more interesting than the traditional plot of a prince charming meeting Cinderella. Ah, the grandson of Scandipe is actually considered quite exceptional in noble circles, but it’s a shame he’s encountered an ’independent modern woman’ like Milian who doesn’t play by the rules.

I must admit, when it comes to personality training, my little Mo Fei is simply a genius..."

"Ah, I’m flattered. I’ve only played a trivial role."

Morphy, hugging his girlfriend, said very modestly:

"The main reason is that Milian has a good foundation.

You know, during her three-year academic career at Shaldo University, even though she studied things she was once uninterested in, she did not waste her time.

Knowledge!

Only knowledge can arm a strong spirit and give the minimum dignity to the mind. The foolish can’t even comprehend the meaning of an independent personality, so how can they expect to maintain their last shred of dignity?

After all, those who only make a scene and like to cause trouble without reason, stirring up conflicts, they cannot be called independent women."