My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 505 - 174. The White Oak Battle Group or something has too much killing intent, let’s rename it to ’Adventurer Guild’_3

Chapter 505: 174. The White Oak Battle Group or something has too much killing intent, let’s rename it to ’Adventurer Guild’_3

"Besides, if you wish to set up your church in my territory, you must make a corresponding contribution to it!"

Murphy stroked his chin.

He looked at the witch hunters before him, a few seconds later, he said:

"Stop using the name ’White Oak Battle Group’. If you want to start a new life, you must sever ties with the past. Of course, I won’t interfere with how you address yourselves internally. But externally, you should encapsulate your power and organization with a new name.

Let’s call it the ’Adventurer’s Guild’.

It’s innocuous and clearly points out the tasks you’re to undertake from now on.

I need you to use your remaining vigor, even if you’re no longer fighting, please use your amazing combat skills to train my warriors and any young people in my territory who long for adventure.

You would be the best instructors, especially in the area of natural psychic power.

The first guild president will be you, Lady Natalie, assign other positions yourself. I will instruct my Governor to issue three ’administrative knights’ titles to assist you in your management.

If you’re able to develop your territories in future, I don’t mind granting you the title of a Baroness or even a Countess.

Will you accept this?"

This time Natalie turned back to discuss with her old team leaders.

Everyone had no complaints over this requirement. Judging by the Lord’s intent, he plans not to involve the witch hunters in his territory’s daily defense and army rebuilding.

Mother Mary Ann was relieved at this.

She’d had enough of battles.

"We have no objections."

Natalie turned back and answered Murphy:

"But can we freely select the location of the Avalon Cathedral and the Adventurer’s Guild?"

"Of course, that’s your right."

Murphy nodded, then he raised his third finger, saying:

"The third requirement, as my warriors came to your rescue tonight, their rewards should be paid by you. You must ensure that each of my warriors obtains an exquisite veteran-level weapon or armour from you.

A weapon with a sense of history would be best.

Also, I need you to give me 200 demon-hunting horses trained by your secret method, and send experts to train my warriors on horsemanship.

They will pay for this training.

Finally, I need the hunter uniforms of the White Oak Battle Group, new ones are fine, but old ones are better, 70 sets will be enough."

"Uh?"

This peculiar request amazed Natalie, the team leader, she counterquestioned:

"Just these? Don’t you require us to disarm?"

"If I disarm you, who should I call upon for help in treacherous times at the Crimson Castle and your villages?"

Murphy rolled his eyes and said:

"The Adventure Guild must undertake the responsibility of investigating crises or potential crises, thus requiring you to carry your weapons. Additionally, you should know about the Black Disaster.

In the event of the Black Disaster, I believe that even if you’re reluctant, you’ll have to take up arms and join the battle!"

"That is our duty, it was also the Avalon church’s responsibility, let’s not discuss this anymore."

Natalie nodded in agreement.

She stood in place waiting for Murphy to state his next conditions and constraints, but after several seconds of waiting, there were no conditions but rather an impatient eviction from Murphy:

"Why are you still standing here? Don’t you need to get to work? Ladies and gentlemen."

"Yeah, but..."

Old Eugene behind Natalie couldn’t help but say:

"Are there really only two requests? Shouldn’t there be more stringent conditions for us to negotiate and come to a mutual agreement? Your generosity makes us uneasy."

"Oh, you mean, you want to bargain with me?"

Murphy revealed a quirky smile, he said:

"But I have no other constraints for you, as I’ve said, Transylvania is a land of freedom. As long as you obey the law, pay your taxes on time and fulfill your obligations, live however you want. I don’t care, nor do I want to meddle."

The witch hunter leaders looked at each other.

They discussed quietly and turned to leave. Natalie finally bowed deeply to Murphy, she hoarsely said:

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Morphy, I apologize for my previous recklessness and rudeness."

"There’s no need for that, I know you still hate me. After all, the death of your four team members is linked to me, I don’t mind bearing that grudge. Of course, if it’s settled in a one-on-one, above-board duel in the future, I’d be more satisfied."

Murphy again waved, not wanting to say anymore.

After Natalie left, the shadow next to him stirred, allowing Lady Cui Si to step out. Her anger had also dissipated a lot.

After all, little Morphy behaved very well tonight, and he didn’t flirt with that vixen Xiani.

"Let’s go, it’s time to go home."

Cui Si called out, playing with her Nocturne scepter, she opened the teleport to the Blood Eagle Corridor, she said:

"Although blood is delicacy, it seems to have become unsuitable for me, I suddenly want supper, Morphy, make me one, I want an egg pancake and some vegetables."

"Certainly, my lady."

Murphy stood up and smiled, putting his arm around Cui Si’s slender waist.

This overly intimate action made Cui Si glance at him, but in the end she didn’t remove his hand. When stepping into the teleport, Morphy whispered to Cui Si:

"You were jealous just now, weren’t you? About the false pleasantries between me and Xiani?"

"Who was jealous? You little bastard can be with whoever you want, keep your distance from me and I’ll be happy...Hey! People are watching! Stop it! Ugh...The taste of blood in your mouth stinks! Go brush your teeth!"