My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 733 - 250. The Crimson Regent and her advisors returning fully loaded_3

Chapter 733: 250. The Crimson Regent and her advisors returning fully loaded_3

"I do not want my children to miss the opportunity to witness the birth of a city and a regime with their own eyes. When they grow older, they’ll realize what a wealth of spiritual wealth it is."

"You are always strict with yourself and your family, professor. Mrs. Fiona has stuck with you through thick and thin, bearing hardships for many years. Personally, I think her desire for a more relaxed life is quite normal."

Milian said softly:

"Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Fiona will be genuinely taken away by the northerner? He’s a prestigious count with family territories. I heard his wife just passed away, and now, he’s like a bear in heat..."

"I will be a count too, if I want."

Professor Malcolm shrugged. The learned man who had seen the changes in the world, slightly frivolous under the influence of alcohol, said:

"Governor Murphy is a very generous ruler. The best part is he knows how to use people. I suspect that if I agreed to become a member of the Blood Vulture Clan, he could even directly get me a title of a duke.

But as we all know, so far, these luxurious titles are just for our own amusement.

Actually, there is another reason I don’t want to leave the Crimson Castle.

I don’t want to interrupt my studies."

"Studies?"

These two ladies were almost choked by this reason.

They looked at the middle-aged professor in surprise. Although in the circle of scholars on the mainland, Professor Malcolm could not be considered truly top-notch in terms of reputation or knowledge. But at his age, having such knowledge clearly showed he would have a splendid future.

In the eyes of Milian and Madam Palain, they truly could not imagine what Professor Malcolm could learn from the ruins of the Crimson Castle that were being rebuilt?

Then, the latter took a sip of wine, and under the gaze of his students and colleagues, he said very seriously:

"Yes, studies!

I’m learning from the warriors of Sir Murphy. The knowledge and completely different history they bring. For example, I made a small deal with ’Madam Shui’ and ’Professor Chen’.

I will choose a shop in the city for the smart and attractive lady and support her in collecting aesthetic styles and design concepts from different races. Also, I will collect some architectural books for the mature and steady professor. In exchange, they will take some time to teach me some of the history they know.

While their descriptions vary slightly, cross-referencing them allows me to see the real history that happened in another world.

Perhaps I’m a bit slow, and I’ve just begun to learn about the ’Homer’s Epic’ and ’The Geopolitical Play of Rulers’.

I hope my wife will forgive me, but the thing is, I really don’t want to miss those charming and poetic historical epics.

Can you imagine, Milian?

It’s a heavy history spanning over five thousand years, and it all genuinely happened in another world! It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me! Missing it would mean heartbreaking pain, even if this history can never be revealed on this continent...

But it can still teach us a lot of things."

"Like what?"

Milion knew that their deputy headmaster had been discussing this with the little players, so she asked curiously. Professor Malcolm glanced at her and said softly:

"For instance, I finally realized what kind of kingdom Sir Murphy wants to build in Transylvania. His bond with his warriors is stronger, so he knows more than I do, and his understanding of the other world is deeper.

I still can’t sum up what Transylvania is like in Murphy’s eyes, but I must admit that I’ve been fascinated by him.

I’ve been fascinated by everything that will happen here in the future.

This place will be the merging point of two worlds, two civilizations!

It will undoubtedly become the centre of the continent and the world! And I, I will be the chronicler of the ’Transylvania epic’. The changes I record will eventually become tales told by children, and after you and I pass away, they’ll become sagas experienced and recorded by mortals!"

"Honestly, I think you’re obsessed, or maybe it’s because you drank too much tonight."

Milian muttered:

"My previous immature actions and words made Maxim constantly accuse me of being a coward who wanted to escape from my homeland. But in my view, you’re too absorbed in the history that doesn’t belong to us.

"You have already gone too far down the path of ’betraying your homeland’.

After all, the glorious past is someone else’s..."

"I prefer to call it ’assimilation’ rather than betrayal, and this is just the beginning. We are all being assimilated, Milian, you just don’t feel it."

The professor raised his glass and spoke with a relaxed face:

"But there is nothing to be ashamed of! The weak learn from the strong to become strong. We already have a better example than the Golden Flower Kingdom to follow. Ah, it seems our warriors have run into trouble."

Milian followed Professor Malcolm’s gaze, and the warriors she had chosen as advisors, dressed in the attire of the Blood Vulture Clan, were being "pestered" by the ladies brought by Northmen at the edge of the party.

The young ones seemed a bit overwhelmed.

Although they were vampires, they still blushed shyly. Veterans like Wumeioge and Yan Song had already elegantly invited two matrons with at least D+ chest sizes to enter the dance floor.

Despite their inability to do much of anything, it didn’t stop the flirtatious women from fully enjoying the "exotic charm" the game offered them.

As Morphy said, their life here is free.

"Milian, those kids..."

Professor Malcolm looked at the students who were being "pestered", he saw Cheche, a clean-cut young man with a talent for attracting young ladies, trapped between two girls, then burst into laughter.

He said:

"Each one of them holds knowledge enough to make them outstanding teaching assistants at Shaldo University of Craftsman, yet they always self-deprecatingly refer to themselves as ’poor students’. Over these past few days they have unwittingly revealed their confusion about the future and their anxiety about competition.

Do you know what that means?"

When the Professor asked his question, Milian pondered for a moment in a student’s posture.

Then, she answered:

"This means, even if they are capable of using the so-called ’basic knowledge’ to economically overpower the financial representatives of the Nordtoff Kingdom, they are just ordinary people in their homeland...

This indirectly reflects that the knowledge impartation and talent education of their homelands are unimaginable to us. Their general education has developed to a level that I perceive as divine.

However, hungry people have neither the mood nor energy to learn. The fact that they are still full-time students in their twenties proves that their world has been free from constant threats of famine, war and disease.

No!

We can even say that they have defeated the malevolence of the world. They have been able to use their willpower to influence the changes in their world.

Ah, I think I understand where your previous shock came from.

What a wonderful world it must be, I can hardly imagine it."

"It comes from the overwhelming level of civilization."

The professor lowered his head and took a sip of wine, as if he wished to be drunk in this night.

He said softly:

"I now rejoice that this ’power’ is solely in the hands of Lord Morphy, and he also lacks the power to truly open a door connecting two worlds.

The future of Transylvania is destined to be magnificent, Milian.

This is the grace that fate has bestowed upon you. You must keep learning. Perhaps in the future, you will be a person of great importance in our history. Perhaps, the two worlds will truly come into contact and you...

You and Sir Morphy will be our representatives!

You must understand the significance of your responsibilities. You cannot have a moment to catch your breath. I almost pity you, child. Still, I also feel honoured for you. You will be my most outstanding student, the pride of Shaldo University of Craftsman.

Without a doubt!"