My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 439 - 152. Sir Murphy’s First Little Fan_3

Chapter 439: 152. Sir Murphy’s First Little Fan_3

Um, the crafts I ordered should arrive at home tomorrow. I intended it to be a gift for my 25th birthday.

years.

Only 5 years left!

Then I would have to spend the rest of my life on a sickbed, vegetating.

However, here!

However, now! I can still move!

"Die!"

The severely wounded elite vampire swoops down with his claws, intending to pierce the heart of the dwarf.

At that moment, Wei Ming raises her pistol, aiming at its eyes. As the claw pierces into her body, she, with a dirt-covered face, pulls the trigger.

Those are the eyes of a hunter.

Calm, but defying death.

"Bang"

The last bullet is shot, causing blood to splatter. The Child of Midnight trying to counterattack in front of her raises its head as if it has been brutally punched and then falls to the ground under the unshakable counter punch.

The body of the Child of Midnight is convulsing neurologically amidst the splattering blood.

This kind of attack won’t kill a vampire. She will recover. So, Wei Ming must complete the final step!

"Huff...huff..."

She has never been this tired.

She uses both her hands to crawl onto the blood-stained body of the vampire and shakily draws out the bone knife prepared at her waist.

She holds the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, stopping her trembling wrists.

She feels like when she was a child, running around the farm with her mother, too tired to move a finger after a day of play and being carried on her mother’s back home.

Mom, Dad, stop crying behind my back.

Look...

I can move again!

Your daughter, after losing her dreams and life for eight full years, has once again found her ambition and become a skillful hunter like her grandfather.

But unlike my feeble grandfather who could only hunt wild boars, I can hunt vampires!

Pah, Buffy is nothing!

I am the real vampire hunter!

"Swoosh"

The sharp knife plunges.

It hits the heart under the broken bones and in brutal pulling, the heart of the tattered vampire is snatched from the twitching prey.

The screaming vampire beneath her loses its cursed life and turns into a fading, cold stone statue.

"Huff...huff..."

The panting Wei Ming discards the knife and clutches the glowing red vampire heart, leaning against the stone statue of despair behind her.

She is extraordinarily tired, but a strange power is surging from her body, as if an invisible lock has been opened.

However, her luck doesn’t seem to be with her tonight.

Amid the alarm of her three partners behind her, Wei Ming struggles to lift her head and sees another fierce vampire lunging at her in her blurred vision.

She lifts her gun with difficulty.

But only the sound of an empty click is heard when she pulls the trigger. She’d given the last bullet to her prey.

Sigh, it seems like I’m going to kick the bucket. But it’s alright, the Black Iron Trial is already completed.

I’m the first player to complete it!

I’m the best!

I’m a hundred times better than those fools who assert that I would never be able to stand up from my wheelchair or run again!

"Chao!"

Little Wei Ming tosses away her gun, closes her eyes and raises a middle finger to the sky.

This isn’t what a lady should do, and the imagined death doesn’t arrive.

"Bang"

The strange muffled sound makes Little Wei Ming open her eyes, she widens them, witnessing evil vampire that was originally going to kill her, being smashed into the ground like a meteor by a familiar figure.

Seemingly filled with a certain emotion, as if settling personal grudges, he presses his head down with extraordinary momentum, causing shattered rocks to scatter everywhere.

Sir Morphy who had somehow arrived, was in the standard pose of executing justice, a Super Hero Landing, his huge splendid wings folding behind him.

His left hand is on the shoulder of the Blood Tribe Traitor, and his right hand’s terrifying scarlet talon is piercing through his heart.

"What... were you planning to do with my cute and brave warrior? You disgraceful rascal!"

As Vampire Lord coldly withdraws his talon, the sneak attack’s body turned into another kneeling statue amidst the despairing screams.

Morphy kicked it aside and walked over to Little Wei Ming

He squatted down.

Looking at the little dwarf in front of him, who had her face smudged with blood, but had accomplished near impossible task — her face, now like a kitten smeared with blood, was covered in tears.

"Why are you crying?"

Morphy pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to her, softly asking:

"Crying isn’t the way a strong hunter should celebrate their victory."

"Sob...I just...I love this place so much...I love this world...what if I can’t play it in future? Can you promise me you won’t shut down? I have a lot of money to donate...Can you keep this game running?

Sob sob, I need you to stand up for the rest of my life..."

Of course, Little Wei Ming was not scared to tears.

She, who dared to pull the trigger at Salockdale, was brave enough; it was only under these circumstances that she finally expressed her real feelings about "Real Different World".

It came out topsy-turvy, but Morphy understood it.

Perhaps for the first time, "Dog Planner" felt a real sense of pride for his current profession, revealing a softer smile in the dark night, he extended his hand and rubbed it hard on the crying Little Wei Ming’s head.

He said:

"I don’t quite get what you’re saying."

"But if you want to, this world will open its arms to you anytime, I promise! As long as I’m here, you will continue to enjoy all that you have.

Yes.

I promise!"

"Sob sob, my mom said handsome men are the biggest liars, sob... I don’t believe you!"

Little Wei Ming cried even harder.

At this moment, she felt that the one standing in front of her was not an NPC, but a real person, a truly warm soul, a soul just like hers.

She raises her filthy, blood-stained hand against the tears in her eyes and holds her thumb up to Murphy, saying:

"Unless, unless we hook pinkies."

Are you a child?!

No wonder you are short, you cute little fool!

Sir Morphy made fun of her in his heart, but the words came out as:

"Ah, is this a magical ceremony in the Different World? It seems to be related to vows; then, under the witness of the Mother of the Night, I must take it seriously."

So, under the gaze of the other three female players, Morphy hooked his pinky with Little Wei Ming’s and said softly:

"In Sir Morphy’s name, I promise!"

But Little Wei Ming couldn’t hear anymore.

She was too tired.

Her stamina bar had long since dried up, and she passed out as soon as she got the assurance.

Morphy shrugged his shoulders, waved his cape and picked his warrior like a princess to take her to Sister Pomegranate.

He said:

"She needs rest, and you need to take care of her, because from now on, she is ’Morphy’s Warrior’."