My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 160: Don’t! Staying out all night violates the curfew and will result in deduction of work points!_3

Chapter 160: Don’t! Staying out all night violates the curfew and will result in deduction of work points!_3

The Lord of White Oak sighed, waving his hand and said:

"We have a mission to fulfill, and we can’t waste too much time here with ghouls. Blowing up their nests should temporarily seal them off.

Second squad!

Go and look around Cardman City, if possible, capture a couple of insiders to ask about the situation."

A few seasoned hunters on the outskirts of the bonfire silently stood up. With the sound of horses’ hooves striking the ground, they quickly disappeared from Major Fraser’s gaze.

This was not the first time the Major had entered the area of Transylvania, nor was it his first time fighting alongside the witch hunters, but indeed it was the first time he came to understand the things witch hunters deal with on a daily basis.

On this continent, there always seems to be a "gap" protecting ordinary soldiers like the Major from the truly extraordinary powers.

This "gap" used to be known as the Avalon Church, now called the "Circle Tower."

"I heard Ghouls are very scary? There are similar legends in the Anru area, it’s said they crawl out of their graves at night, silently eating dead bodies and chasing after any poor soul who encounters them."

The Major sat beside the old knight, and asked softly:

"Do you normally deal with such creatures?"

"Ghouls who randomly bite people and have no real intelligence, are far from terrifying, Major. They’re even less of a threat when they’re alone than the Wolf People who steal from everywhere.

In particularly on the dark soil of Transylvania, a brave farmer can take down a lone ghoul with a rake.

In this land full of misfortune and disaster, other than vampires, nothing else dares to claim itself as terrifying.

Of course, apart from the devils hidden deep in the Polluted Swamp to the south."

The old knight replied with a soft laugh.

He stared at the bonfire in front of him, and said,

"I’ve been here before, when I was young, over a hundred years ago. At that time, the Blood Vulture Clan was at its peak, you can’t imagine the wild night we had here.

We arrived with 500 men, and only seventeen of us came back.

And I was one of them.

Transylvania has always been the heart of malignancy on this continent!

Superstitious, dark, mad, isolated and savage, yet it has its own unique order. Truly, I am grateful to have witnessed the downfall of the Blood Vultures first hand.

Also, Fraser, don’t be curious about our absurd and crazy world.

The evil forces lurking in the dark will smell your curiosity and follow, they will burst out from your nightmares and mess up your otherwise perfect life.

You don’t belong here, nor to our realm.

Therefore, do your part in recording this as a peculiar adventure in your life, and go back to your world under the sunlight and live your life. Decades from now, continue to tell your grandsons the story of today in front of a fireplace.

That is the life a young man named Cape deserves."

"I feel that you underestimate my courage! old man."

Major Fraser said somewhat displeased:

"My previous experiences tell me, there is nothing a bullet can’t solve, not even ghouls or vampires."

"Mm, indeed."

The old knight patted his shoulder, and said with a grin:

"Until you see the madness that even a bullet can’t solve, everyone thinks so...Hurry and apply the medication! Don’t worry about your dignity.

If you still want to have a child in this lifetime..."