My Players Are So Fierce

862: 293.

Just like that, he even thanked us_3

862: 293.

Just like that, he even thanked us_3

A sense of urgency surged in Murphy’s heart as he furrowed his brows, suddenly thinking of the two family arsenals that the Blood Vulture Clan was rumored to have hidden in the north and south of Transylvania.

He immediately rushed to Cui Si’s office, intending to ask his own Duke about the matter.

But as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Cui Si sneakily stuffing two peculiar large boxes into her luxurious psychic package.

“What are you doing?”

Seeing Cui Si’s secretive behavior, Murphy’s eyebrows shot up as he called out to her.

Startled, she fumbled with a guilty conscience, and one of the boxes slid off the table and crashed to the floor.

With a bang, it opened to reveal a set of dark red Protective Leather Armor nestled inside a black velvet lining.

Just judging by the fine craftsmanship of its appearance, one knew it was no ordinary item.

The gloves even emitted faint red circles of light upon shaking, clearly extremely high-end psychic items.

“What is this?”

Asked Murphy, surprised:

“Who sent this?

Or did you find some formidable items in some corner of the corridor again?”

“Um…

it’s a gift.”

With no way to hide it, Cui Si sighed, placed the box with the armor back on the table, and with an appreciative posture, caressed the exquisite item.

She murmured softly:

“A gift that was sent directly into Lady Rennesia’s hands through a high-level psychic transfer art system thirty minutes ago.”

“A gift?

Who sent it?”

Murphy pressed, and Cui Si glanced at him, saying:

“Edward Spencer Gongro, have you forgotten?

Lord Pa Ying had asked Old Edward to send gifts as a symbol of ‘temporary reconciliation’ and to thank us for helping him eliminate the traitorous faction of the Wolfsbane Clan.

Contained here are two sets of inner armor handcrafted by Old Edward.

One set is for me, and the other is for you.”

“Then why are you putting both sets of clothes in your bag?”

Murphy, eyeing her skeptically, drawled:

“Are you even coveting my things?

Cui Si, are you sure you’re a Descendant of Desire and not a Descendant of Greed?”

“I was just keeping it for you!

Who would covet your things?”

Cui Si replied somewhat angrily and embarrassed, slamming her hand on the table:

“Am I that kind of person?

It’s too wasteful for you to use such an item at your current tier, you understand?

I was planning to formally hand it over to you when you step into the Silver Grade.

Old Edward is one of the top leatherworkers on the continent; his handcrafted protective gear is considered high-end in any country.

The two sets we have here are no exception.

Perhaps Old Edward isn’t really willing to reconcile, but his dignity as a master craftsman won’t allow him to send shoddy work.”

“Just because I am quite weak now, isn’t that exactly why I need powerful protective items?”

Murphy pursed his lips and stepped forward to open the box that belonged to him.

Inside was a unisex set of Protective Leather Armor composed of seven pieces, but besides the whole set, there was also a black wand sword that was secured on the side.

However, the carving on the top of the wand wasn’t the wolf head commonly used by the Wolfsbane Clan but rather a blood-colored vulture poised to take flight, oddly enough with the head of the vulture shaped like that of a wolf.

This was clearly a deliberate provocation from Old Edward.

Giving a weapon to a potential enemy?

Tsk tsk, true to the Ancients, meticulous, and sophisticated!

Murphy picked up the black wand sword, which felt quite heavy but perfectly balanced by the standards of a weapon.

Under Cui Si’s watch, he gripped the handle of the Blood Vulture sword.

He pressed the spring and gave a light pull, and a beam of cold light from the blade’s edge lit up his eyes.

Item Identification was activated, and an information tag popped out:

Name: Beastly Buried, Classic Wolf Poison Wand Sword

Quality: Fine Craftsmanship · [Unique] Sovereign

Properties: Extraordinary Agility · Extraordinary Sharpness · Maximum Efficiency Cleaving · Maximum Penetration · Wolf Plague

Special Effect: After formation, this weapon was tempered with the unique wilderness disease of the Wolfsbane Clan.

Any life form injured by this weapon will be contaminated with [Wolf Plague], decaying the enemy’s body while destroying their spirit, eventually warping them into [Blood-Gorged Ghouls].

This effect is considered a [Disease] and difficult to dispel.

Usage Requirement: This item is an exotic psychic weapon requiring specific skills for perfect use, Agility ≥ 20, Thought ≥ 17 required.

Maker: [Duke Wolfsbane] Edward Spencer Gongro

Item Description:

“In my youth, the sword I used was called ‘Grey Claw,’ I named Colando’s faction after it.

Now that Colando is dead, what this sword represented has dissipated into the night, and even the sword itself is no longer of collecting value.

I reshaped it into its present form and gave it to the destroyer of Colando as my blessing to the victor.

Young successor, congratulations on personally adding to the ancient hatred, spinning that wheel of animosity so that our eyes are filled with chilling shadows, and we both know that hatred will end just as every debt must be paid.

– Edward Spencer Gongro.”

“This ancient man, over a thousand years old, has issued a challenge to a successor barely a year and a half in blood age, and it feels like he’s almost smug about finding a ‘worthy opponent.’”

With the wand sword in hand, Murphy turned to Cui Si and remarked:

“This old man really lacks grace, doesn’t he?”