My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 377 - 131. Cunning Milian Super evolution... Haha, unexpected, right? I’m not gonna be a vampire!_3

Chapter 377: 131. Cunning Milian Super evolution... Haha, unexpected, right? I’m not gonna be a vampire!_3

No!

There’s something wrong with this!

According to the titles and identities Murphy just bestowed upon Maxim and Adel, will it not mean that I’ll end up bound forever with Murphy, the Vampire Lord, if he does the same for me?

No one will believe me if I tell them I am not a vampire worshiper, should our relationship end up that way!

I would be known as a "vampire’s servant," and carry this identity across the continents.

What the heck is going on?

"Milian, do you wish to follow Murphy’s path and open up a new future for the dark and secluded Transylvania with your own hands?"

Murphy’s questioning echoed in her ears.

The question was daunting, making the red-haired girl clench her fist. She had always despised vampires and wanted to decline immediately, but another thought taunted her like an inner devil, saying:

Oh young girl, don’t hurry to reject him.

Consider what you could gain if you agree.

A Baroness’ title!

Land that belongs solely to you!

And actual power!

Murphy involved her in this serious ceremony in front of those other-worldly warriors that he highly values. It’s clearly meant to announce that she will take over the real administrative power in Cardman’s territory!

From then on, she would be the spokesperson for Sir Murphy of Cardman’s earldom!

Oh my late mother!

The opportunity for class elevation that you yearned for half your life might be right before your daughter. Even without selling my looks, body, and dignity to an old and foolish man,

I could simply work hard to achieve this.

Even in third-rate knight novels, this sort of thing is impossible.

This entire affair feels like a dream.

Her clever mind was fighting a fierce inner struggle, so intense that Murphy could almost feel Milian’s internal conflict without using his power of desire perception.

The crafty vampire coughed and upped the ante, saying:

"Milian, I am awaiting your answer. Considering your accomplishment in gathering and managing survivors, thereby contributing to the revival of the Blood Vulture Clan, I have decided to bestow upon you the title and lands of ’Baroness of Morland’.

And, in front of my vassals and warriors, formally grant you the authority of the ’Crimson Regent’.

This city needs rebuilding, the duties in Cardman’s earldom are awaiting, the newborn Blood Vulture Clan and the entire Transylvania are waiting for a new change, and the power to decide all this is about to fall into your hands.

Your outstanding performance, loyalty and excellence mean that you could share in our power without having to become a member of the Midnight loved ones.

So, answer my question, Milian!

Are you willing to follow Murphy and use your own hands to open up a new future for the dark and secluded Transylvania, your homeland that you despise but still have a chance to change?"

"I... I..."

Milian was almost incapable of thinking properly due to the question and the temptation it represented.

Even though she’s clever and brilliant, she’s still an ungraduated student, and all of these things that Murphy proposed completely exceeded her original life plan.

She really wanted to rebuke Murphy harshly, to tell this damn vampire to stop tempting her with worldly possessions!

She really wanted to do so!

However, Murphy offered too much...

She was making a difficult resistance.

The righteous character in her heart was being ruthlessly hammered on the ground by the evil character to the point of being unable to fight back. Ignoring the roar in her heart, her trembling legs disobeyed and went down on one knee.

"Very well."

Murphy nodded.

And on the spectator stand above the second floor, Wumeioge stroked his chin and said to Happy Stick:

"See, what a master of sweet talk... Just some vague promises from our NPC here and they’ve turned into rights and honors within her grasp. The vampire, self-proclaimed descendant of desire, is truly exceptional at manipulating people’s hearts."

"Nonsense!"

Happy Stick snorted at Wumeioge’s comment and shot back:

"Let’s not even mention ambitious Milian, even you, would you resist if you were in her place facing all these temptations from Sir Murphy?"

"Hehe, naturally I would..."

"Shut up you! The one who’s holding a hidden side-quest. Have the guts to abandon your task first before you act tough."

"Tch, I was just kidding around. You’re making me look bad."