My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 542 - 187. Hello, short person_1

Chapter 542: 187. Hello, short person_1

According to Murphy’s previous prediction, when Marshal Loren conducted diplomatic negotiations with him as the lord of Transylvania on behalf of the Golden Flower Kingdom, the issue of a batch of Calculating Pearls should not be brought up much. After all, the means by which Marshal Loren obtained those pearls were not entirely upright.

The Core Bead in Murphy’s hand still had a glaring "stolen goods" tag attached to it.

Since everyone is a thief, it’s good to forget some things along the way. Unexpectedly, the half-dwarf on the opposite side mentioned it without hesitation. This guy really has no manners, and truly narrow-minded!

"It seems the mainland’s legends about how dwarfs are petty are all true! I wonder if this guy has a book of grudges in his hand?"

Murphy pondered for a moment and then unapologetically countered, maintaining a slightly stiff smile as he responded:

"Hello to you too, short one!"

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Murshal Loren, on the other side of the Psychic Projection, was completely taken aback.

His eyes opened wide as if he’s been struck by lightning, and Cui Si, who was maintaining the Psychic Projection, could not stop laughing. She struggled to compose herself, her seductive expression contorted from withholding laughter.

"Hey, steady it! Why is this screen flashing back and forth?"

Murphy called out jestingly. Cui Si rolled her eyes and replied, suppressing her laughter:

"I’m holding it steady. It’s their side that has a problem. It seems your joke made quite an impact! My oh my, today I’ve finally learned how to use a word so a dwarf will hate me for a lifetime."

"What the hell have you been calling me! Take it back!"

Marshal Loren puffed in irritation, furiously shouting:

"You’re provoking a dwarf! No, you’re provoking all dwarfs! You must apologize for the insult you inflicted on every dwarf’s dignity with that damned word! You’re starting a war which you simply can’t win!"

"That’s your own word, it has nothing to do with me."

Murphy maintained the trademark gesture of a certain commander: elbow propped on the table and fingers crossed against his nose.

He steadied himself and said to the other side:

"Your subordinate reminded me in advance that I should not mention that word in front of you. You know, I thought hard before I could think of a replacement. So, are we going to keep arguing over trivial matters, or shall we start with the actual issues at hand? Marshal."

"You’ve stolen 3000 of my Calculating Pearls, enough to arm an entire corps!"

The negotiation had started off heated, leaving Marshal Loren no need to put up a facade. He put a pipe in his mouth and, in a boss-like sitting posture, he said to Murphy:

"Also, the core bead prototype, which my country paid a huge price for, is currently hanging on your chest. Murphy, you must compensate for this! Until these conditions are met, I refuse to engage in any diplomatic discussions.

Don’t think your ’Interim Governor’ title can scare anyone. The cost for the Exploration Corps to cross the Transylvania border and overthrow your little power now is simply for my subordinate to write a sincere apology letter to the Winter Palace.

All I have to do is sign it.

You!

A young, cunning, and evil vampire, you need to recognize your strength. You and your little territory are nothing more than a small problem that can be solved by a ’military conflict’."

"Of course, you can say that, and given your position and the power you wield, you have enough courage to threaten me like this. Then, let’s do this, let your army set off now!"

Murphy gestured and said:

"I’ll be waiting at the Crimson Castle, ready to become your so-called ’military conflict’. But I hope you’re prepared to directly trigger the ’Third Night War’ before making any decisions. In addition to being the Governor of Transylvania, I am also the first heir to the Blood Vulture Clan and have reached a strategic cooperation with the Thorn Clan.

Meanwhile, a pioneering team from the Blood Covenant Knight Order is crossing the Polluted Swamp.

If...

If you have heard even a bit of the stories related to the Blood race from Old Edward, you should know what this three-party alliance means.

Your any irrationality is not only bullying the weak Blood Vulture Clan, but also insulting Lord Pa Ying’s face.

Of course, I admit that I am pretending to be strong by borrowing his title and the Lord may not necessarily rage because of the Crimson Castle’s annihilation. Perhaps Thorns Duke will just lament that I accidentally angered the great Marshal Loren and brought about my own demise.

These possibilities might happen.

But until they actually happen, you cannot eliminate that risk in your heart.

So the question is, would you wage a war for your king when the Black Disaster is about to broke out?

Are you such a crazy person, indulging in your emotions and disrupting important affairs?"

Murphy spread his hands, saying frankly:

"If you are, then there’s no need for us to continue bickering! See you on the battlefield. The lands of Transylvania are abundant with vampires and barbarians. Do you know what the common point of these two things is?"

This speech did not conceal Transylvania’s weakness at all and even carried a hint of helplessness and the desperation of risking a life.

But when it came out from the mouth of Murphy, this acting Governor, even a skeptical Marshal Loren had to seriously consider its implications. He let out a puff of smoke, staring at the excessively handsome young vampire on the screen.