My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1334 - 450. We need to learn to draw lessons from history, both good and bad - [17/25]_3

Chapter 1334: 450. We need to learn to draw lessons from history, both good and bad - [17/25]_3

But still, the same old saying.

Alchemy isn’t exactly my forte, so you’ll need to find a professional for mass production. Lady Triss isn’t easy to deal with, but I think if you could find enough fine wine, you might just be able to persuade her.

Oh right, Lumina is also somewhat of a ’professional’ in this area, so you could get in touch with her.

One last reminder!

I think you should pray at Avalon Cathedral before carrying out such a plan, lest you truly incur the wrath of the God of Nature by burning the swamp, which would be bad news."

"Hey, why not just leave it to Brother Meow?"

Dou snorted and said,

"Aren’t we developing weapons with great effort to fight the Wolf People just to protect the hard-earned development opportunities of Transylvania? The Avalon Boss’s Sanctuary is right here. If they don’t let us burn the swamp now, will it still be safe when the Wolf People charge in one day?

If Avalon had any sense of enlightenment, they would know they shouldn’t hinder us from doing this kind of thing right now.

That Polluted Swamp is riddled with filth and needs to be purged by the Heavenly Fire from another realm, only the land purified by flames can give birth to the flower of hope from the ashes...

Uh, I’ve been spending too much time with those Avalon Priests, I’m actually starting to speak elegantly now.

Heh, well, you go ahead and get busy, Loyal Brother. I won’t bother you any longer.

Let me know through the Treasure Bead."

With that, Dou clapped his Winged Cavalry helmet onto his head and planned to head back to the city to meet the Grand Duke of Triss. Loyal Brother couldn’t help but shout at his retreating figure:

"Head over to ’Treasure Bay’! Old Huo has lots of good wine, bribe the Grand Duke of Triss with that."

"Alright, thanks for looking out, big bro."

Dou’s voice carried in the distance, making Loyal Brother hum and inwardly lament how unreliable these guys were.

Actually planning to set fire to the mountains...

Tsk tsk, thank goodness Transylvania doesn’t have forestry police, or they’d be looking at a long stint behind bars.

"But really, is it actually a good thing for Transylvania to see weapons like napalm and white phosphorus bombs in this era?"

Riding on his demon-hunting steed, Loyal Brother continued on his way.

He thought to himself:

"Will there one day be a group of vampires carrying missiles, flying over thousands of miles of territory in the morning light to bomb Green Island? Hiss, when I think about it, the scene is kind of terrifying yet thrilling. But considering Sir Morphy’s commitment to vampire protocol, he probably wouldn’t allow such ’crazy vampire’ subordinates, right?

Looks like I need to contact some old friends after getting off work, to advise on whether we can substitute local Transylvanian materials to achieve a similar effect as an incendiary bomb.

Hiss...

Why am I asking them offline?

Wouldn’t it be even better to bring them directly in? After all, once the armory expands, we’ll have to deal with these things, saving me the trouble of running around.

Yeah, I’ll go make a report later and transfer them to my team."

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"Awesome, while other countries are still thinking of scorched earth strategies to combat the Black Disaster, my little players have already advanced to Vietnam War tactics. Setting fire to forests, my my, too awesome. Is there someone among you who was called Li Mei in a past life?"

Beneath the same sky, flapping his wings as he flew from Torrent Castle near the field hospital to Crimson Castle, Morphy had used the Core Bead’s surveillance to listen in on Loyal Brother and Dou’s conversation.

Upon realizing that the joy stick intended to go big, Murphy himself got excited.

He had never considered such a frenzied plan for the attack on the Polluted Swamp, apparently not an outstanding Commander, lacking the professional qualities a Commander should possess.

But on second thought, the joy stick’s plan indeed had high feasibility, not only could it be utilized to eradicate the Magicians in Plague Town but could also be used when entering the swamp in large scale to open up a military road through the Dark Mountain Range.

He aimed to burn a path through the Polluted Swamp, connecting Transylvania with the Dark Mountain Range and turning the sky into a passageway.

However, this task was surely not going to be easy. Even the high density of fire during the Vietnam War hadn’t managed to burn away the jungle; now Transylvania definitely couldn’t achieve something similar. Hence, to realize this strategic concept, he might have to consult the magical Lady Triss again.

Thinking this, Murphy flapped his wings to accelerate once more, planning to give Triss a surprise.

However, when Murphy arrived at the Blood Vulture Corridor, he found Triss was not there; the Blood Vulture Duke had left him a note saying that the little player had invited her to Treasure Bay for a lavish time with drinks all on the house.

She would probably play there for a few days before returning.

This made Murphy cover his eyes involuntarily, with repeated sighs about his poor Triss really being naive to the world, bought over by just a round of drinks from a little player.

Hey!

With such a low asking price, how can you be a competent Faction Leader?

With such thoughts, Murphy sighed and planned to continue his swordsmanship training for the day. However, as he was leaving Triss’s office, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked back at the little secret compartment under Triss’s desk; he knew that she kept the key to her laboratory there, and lately, Triss had been very secretive.

"Should I go see what Triss is actually up to?"

Murphy thought to himself.

After hesitating for a moment, he resolutely took action.

Triss was hiding something from him, related to twilight, and whether from the perspective of Transylvania’s lord or from that of Triss’s little boyfriend, Murphy felt he needed to know.

Although this might lead him to a good beating by Triss or even possibly trigger a relationship crisis, Murphy thought it was a risk he should take.

This was not some trivial couple’s secret; if not handled properly, it could endanger Triss’s life.

Murphy quickly retrieved the key and headed to Triss’s laboratory. As he unlocked the door and pushed it open, he was greeted by a strange smell. He followed the scent and saw on the stone platform in the deepest part of the laboratory, a woman’s body preserved with some special ritual.

The Vampire Lord stared at the dissected body, and after a moment, he whispered:

"Origin?

No, more likely a decoy...

Triss had indeed fought with her, let’s see what Triss has concluded in her research—Hmm, a long-distance ritual for communication with her, some samples of extracted power, a large number of covert features, and obscure arcane research on theology...

Is this her name?

Luna Christian Aemagel?

Wait a minute!

That surname...

Is she a Forest Elf? And from the same lineage as the current Elf King!

Tsk, I knew it—anything related to my little Triss won’t be simple."