My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 159: Don’t! Staying out all night violates the curfew and will result in deduction of work points!_2

Chapter 159: Don’t! Staying out all night violates the curfew and will result in deduction of work points!_2

"Such high-level spiritual creations are strong but intricate. Once they are destabilised, you won’t be able to adjust them back to normal in a short time with your current strength."

"Such a good thing, I definitely want."

Murphy glanced at the map in the lady’s hand and said:

"You can go help Cui Si now. I re-emphasise, after Star Realm Rift closes, I will do everything I can to help you enter the Blood Eagle Corridor, but you need to help me maintain stability with the identity of the lady of the Blood Vulture Clan.

The Blood Vulture Clan has ruled here for 400 years. With your endorsement, the superstitious and fierce people on this land will more willingly submit to the new order."

"Deal!"

The lady breathed a sigh of relief. She was very satisfied with the outcome and said to Murphy:

"The last step, make an oath."

"Okay."

Murphy casually raised his finger and said:

"In the name of the mother of the night."

"No, you have no devotion to the mother of the night, so I request you to swear by the name of Cui Si, using the most vicious and serious oath formula for vampires."

Phemys stared at him and made the last request, which made Murphy’s gaze unfriendly.

But the lady did not back down.

This silent but smart Rich Lolita keenly found the dependent relationship between Murphy and Cui Si, she knew clearly what was most important to Murphy.

"I, Reveno·Mo Fei·Le Senbula hereby swear, if I fail to fulfill the promise to Phemys Cecilia Leisenbra, then my respected elder, Lady Cui Si, will suffer the torment of the sun until her soul departs eternally."

Murphy finished this short but solemn vow word by word. The lady straightforwardly handed him the map in her hand and walked past Murphy towards the alchemy platform where Cui Si was.

After a few steps, she stopped, looked back at Murphy and said:

"You don’t have to worry that my presence will affect the new power you are trying to establish, Murphy. The family has already decayed to this point, and I don’t want to conflict with you.

This is my sincere thought.

The truth is I can assure you that I will leave once my task is finished!

This land is yours afterward, as long as you can keep it surrounded by wolves, then maybe we will never meet again in our lives."

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The former Morlan village had become a silent tomb. Considering that the small players had buried all the bodies here in the pit before leaving, this appellation and description is not a problem, but even if it had just passed about a week, terrible things still happened to this once-stricken village.

Old Feinock and his thirty elite witch hunters who had almost no rest on the way were resting here.

For the past three days, they had been on galloping horses. Enhanced by natural psychic power, the witch hunters could control their organs and physiological cycles, so they didn’t even need to go to the toilet. They ate and napped on horseback.

This was not difficult for them, but it was quite an arduous journey for Major Fraser, even though he had been fighting in the war for ten years.

He was now sitting by the bonfire, continuously massaging his thighs, not minding his demeanor and the sneering glances from a few female witch hunters around.

"Ah, damn it!"

The Major grumbled quietly.

He thought he had seen all kinds of hardships in the war, but he still underestimated the everyday life of the witch hunters.

"Use this."

The old Knight threw a small bottle to the young Major while nibbling on the bland but nutritional dry food. He quietly said:

"Find a place where no one is around and apply it to your legs and your gun. It can quickly reduce swelling to prevent abrasion deterioration. Rest assured, Major, we have arrived. We do not need to suffer anymore."

"But Cardman City is still a day’s journey away."

Major Fraser endured the tingling sensation coming from his inner thigh. He said quietly:

"Are you planning to set camp here? Isn’t it too cautious?"

"No, it’s perfect here.

The hunting demon horses cultivated secretly can ensure we get close to Cardman City in four hours. The next thing to do is reconnaissance, not direct attack. We also need to rest here for one or two days to rejuvenate."

The old Knight explained:

"Of course, you are non-combat personnel, I will assign someone to protect you."

"Troop leader! Ghouls have appeared in the village."

Old soldier Norman walked quickly to the bonfire and said to Old Norfick in a deep voice:

"Those unprofessional lunatics directly buried hundreds of bodies into the pit which has resulted in this extensive ghoul nest underground. This place needs to be thoroughly cleaned, sprinkle medicine and burn with blazing fire."

"There’s no accumulation point of Death Psychic Power in Transylvania! Where did the ghouls come from?"

The old Knight exclaimed:

"Are you sure it’s naturally born and not lured by unclean things?"

The old soldier with an iron mask covering his horrifying facial scars nodded and said:

"Natalie and Ambo have checked, there’s no residual of black magic. Porter found Old Joe by the mouth of the ghoul’s nest. He wasn’t transformed, but his body has already..."

"Old Joe, I remember him, a strong shooter, silent and a man of few words. He lost his family at the beginning of the ten-year war."