My Players Are So Fierce

1150: 389.

Adel’s Family Reunion Time_2

1150: 389.

Adel’s Family Reunion Time_2

By then, we’d have our very own storyline faction just like the Pride of the Silvermoon.

As for profits, let’s not talk about that just yet.

Isn’t this the material we need for bragging on the forums?

In other games, you have to actively fawn over NPCs, but in ours, we cultivate the NPCs first before going to fawn over…

uh, now that I think about it, it doesn’t seem that exciting, rawr.

“What exactly is it?

You’re being so mysterious.”

Little Wei Ming flew over to pop a candy in her mouth, and then saw Hog take out the Psychic package he carried and opened it in front of her.

The psychic glow formed by the ten Festival wands of command, alongside over thirty uncontrolled wands and the same number of inferior wands, made the little one’s eyes bulge.

As an old hand among the little players who had seen a lot, she knew at a glance that these things were anything but ordinary.

She glanced again at the wand hanging on Hog’s waist that could command more than two hundred skeletons, and finally looked towards the back of the woodland at the orderly advancing cohort of over a thousand Elite Skeleton Army members.

Little Wei Ming immediately understood and, while hanging in the air, slapped Hog on the shoulder and said unabashedly,

“Yo, you’ve been out stockpiling goods, huh!

Are all of these for sale to us?”

“Not for sale, they’re gifts!”

Hog’s bootjack face revealed a sly smile, whispering like a fox who’d stolen chicken,

“I’ve learned the rules and traditions of the Crimson Castle.

These treasures of the Bloodclaw Clan can only be presented to the warriors who have made outstanding contributions to the Clan’s cause.

How could we desecrate such treasures with vulgar money?

Besides, we’re Jackal and Wolf People, money is only good for looks and has no real use for us.

Apart from you guys, no bold merchant would dare to come and trade with us.”

As he spoke, Hog cautiously picked up the best-quality wand and handed it to Little Wei Ming, but as she went to take it, he reminded her,

“This thing is poisonous, touching it will poison you.

Some Jackal and Wolf People lunatic Magician gave me these treasures and he demands I bring him three Vampire hearts in return for the antidote.”

“Huh?

One Festival wand for three Vampire hearts?

That’s a bit expensive.”

Little Wei Ming scratched her head, taking the “tribute” from Hog without care for the poison on the wand, then furrowed her brow at the seven-day countdown of “Lame Claw Poison” that popped up on her character interface.

Waving the wand, she said,

“But no big deal, you wait here on the beasts’ side.

Tomorrow, Pomegranate, Lumina and I are going to the Kato area.

I’ve heard because we’ve been too aggressive in scouring for refugees, it has irked the Wolf Poison Vampires into sending out Hunters.

A few days ago, a few newbies carelessly got ambushed and were wiped out.

We’re just in time to avenge them.”

“Uh,”

Hog originally wanted to explain to his “Dog-headed Military Advisor” that it was not one wand for three hearts but rather so many for a total of three.

But then he thought that since the warriors didn’t know the real price of these things and Lame Claw, that lunatic, wouldn’t bother to clarify, it was only right for him to act as a “middleman” and collect a handling fee.

After all, he took the risk of a trip to Plague Town to get these goods, so not skimming a little profit would be an injustice to his efforts.

Moreover, if Lame Claw so desperately needed Vampire hearts, then naturally, he could exchange many more treasures with it once he had enough materials.

In the end, it would all benefit these warriors anyway, so they probably wouldn’t mind, right?

Well then, that’s a happy decision!

Hog revealed that satisfied expression again, like a fox that had stolen chickens.

He watched Little Wei Ming wave the Festival wand around, picking out her Servants from the Skeleton Army lining up to enter the big beasts’ den for hibernation, thinking that although his human friend was friendly and brave, she sometimes seemed too carefree, her nonchalant nature making her appear fierce.

Although he had this slight criticism, Hog was just a Jackal and Wolf Person who knew gratitude.

He was well aware that without the help of the Silver Moon Pride Team when he was weakest, he would probably now be the meat being cooked in other Jackal and Wolf People’s pots, rather than having his current impressive status.

Ah, the kindness of Little Wei Ming and her crew was something he could never repay.

Moreover, now that the interests of both parties were deeply intertwined, currying favor with his “nobles” wouldn’t bring too much pressure.

“Nash!

Hurry up and draw the map from your mind, they’ll be here soon.

I’m assigning Number Six Knight as your Guard and giving you a Festival wand.

Damn it, don’t be reckless anymore, protect yourself well.

It’s not easy for this Chieftain to find a suitable and clever deputy.”

Mounted on his impressive Seat Wolf, Hog turned to his deputy following beside him, gave an order, and threw a command Amulet to Nash.

“Hey, thanks, Chieftain!”

Nash became excited upon receiving the Amulet and Festival wand.

It, like Hog, was born frail and had never tasted power and authority until after following Hog.

But now with these two items, it could strut around in Transylvania!

Sure enough!

Not only did following Lord Hog come with meals, but also recognition and favor one could never get from other forces.

How awesome!