My Players Are So Fierce

If you need it, I can sell it to you for a cheaper price.

30 pieces of semi-finished products for 100,000 Gold Coin, this is the cost price for the sake of our cooperation.”

“Forget it, we in Transylvania are too poor to afford this thing.”

Murphy shook his head and asked:

“So, after you finish digging the Burning Gold here, will you take it back to Hunger Mountain for the next step of processing?”

“Yes, I have already sent news to my friends before leaving, they are helping me purchase various materials, we can go full steam ahead after the Black Disaster is over.”

Old Flywheel’s eyes shone with the light of ambition, rubbing his hands he said:

“Transylvania doesn’t have much Burning Gold, but using it sparingly is enough to create an underground Burning Gold exchange.

I’ve been thinking these days, taking these items back to Charldo Harbor for trading is risky. Once discovered, neither the Steam Lord nor Brass Dwarves will spare us, whereas your city conveniently has an actively operating black market.

So, Mr. Murphy, are you willing to deepen our cooperation further?

Add some ‘contraband’ in your black market, and a tenth of the proceeds from selling black market Burning Gold would be yours.”

“If the Brass Dwarves find out, we Transylvanians will face military attack, not to mention I already have a feud with the dwarves.”

Murphy shook his head and said:

“I’m taking the risk of being hated by the dwarves to get a tenth, which seems stingy. You see, Flywheel, I’ve already established a good relationship with the Hoffman Family, so if the profit is less than thirty percent, I’m not doing it.”

“Two-tenths! That’s the maximum. You’re just providing the venue.”

Old Flywheel said sinisterly:

“Without my technology, even if you contact the Hoffman Family, you’d be at their mercy, and the price they offer you would definitely not compare to the two-tenths profit brought by this underground trade.”

Murphy did not answer.

He just toyed with the semi-finished Burning Gold in his hand, then suddenly changed the subject, saying:

“I confirm you have a relic lost from the Avalon Church, it’s a dagger named ‘Holy Leaf’…”

“Uh, although I don’t know where you got the information, that sword is no longer in my possession.”

Old Flywheel sized up Murphy suspiciously, suspecting that the news was leaked by the chatty Jasmine, but since the other party had already mentioned it, and they were currently in a cooperative relationship, Flywheel candidly said:

“I obtained that thing purely by accident. Due to the technology blockade at Charldo Harbor, Marshal Loren found me to purchase a Calculating Pearl. To show sincerity, that Half-Dwarf gave me many gifts.

Among them was the Avalon Relic dagger. It was a trophy seized by his army, but I don’t like collecting items related to Divine Spirit.

So not two months after I got it, I sent it to another friend at Charldo Harbor for consignment, and I heard that it was finally bought by a group of elves.

It’s actually quite normal.

After the Avalon Church collapsed, the Elfin King Court has been openly and secretly collecting Avalon Church relics. I’ve heard about their 150 Sacred Blades, and I estimate most have already reached the Elfin King Court.

After all, they all believe in the same god.

Human natural relics won’t depreciate much among elves, this is a newly emerged profitable business during the ten-year war.

What?

Are you interested in this item?

Should I help you find it? Not to brag, but my old partner specifically deals in such black market trades at Charldo Harbor, with many contraband items passing through her hands, compared to her good supplies, the black market at Crimson Castle is shivering like a garbage heap.”

“Alright, how about helping us connect with your old partner and let her expand the black market business to Transylvania, I’d absolutely welcome it with open arms.”

Murphy said to Old Flywheel:

“Use her black market to help sell this Burning Gold, and you serve as Transylvania’s engineering mentor, staying here for three months to guide apprentices, then for the black market profit, I only need two-tenths.

If your resourceful old partner could rent me a few Half-body Man Airships, that would be even better.

By the way, Flywheel, why do you have an old partner? Don’t you have Little Bach as your dream lover?”

“Tch, get lost, I refuse to talk to you about this.”

Murphy’s words clearly touched Old Flywheel’s sore spot, he yelled to chase him away in an angry manner. But Murphy always felt the name “Little Bach” sounded familiar, just he couldn’t recall where he heard it.

Until leaving the Holy Blood Hall, Murphy saw He Lu holding several books on Psychic Spells leaving the library, and he remembered Little Bach’s origin.

Previously requested a report on Circle Tower from Shani, which introduced the current Spiritual Overlords of Circle Tower.

Aside from “Dragon Flame” Lena, currently framed as a traitor and being sought by Shani, there is also the Master of Purification “Sun Walker” Cynclaire Kolenbo, and the Master of Transformation and Control “Virtuoso” Amiya Little Bach Gaslight.

That’s right!

This Little Bach has the surname “Gaslight”, coincidentally matching with Old Flywheel’s mentor surname, all situations aligning conveniently. So, the young sister who kicked Old Flywheel is a Spiritual Overlord of Circle Tower?

This old chap actually has another layer of identity?

Murphy’s eyes immediately squinted, earlier from the diary of that heretic “Explorer”, he learned there are people from Dusk inside Circle Tower. If Master Lena isn’t one, then the other two Masters are very suspicious.

Perhaps, Little Bach could be…

Thinking of this, Murphy’s eyes glinted, he immediately turned and headed back to the ruins of the Holy Blood Hall. Seeing Murphy return, Old Flywheel gruffly reprimanded:

“I’m not in the mood to talk business with you right now, Murphy.”

“I’m not here for business talk anymore, about Ms. Little Bach…I must tell you, your ex-girlfriend is in danger!”

Murphy said grimly, Old Flywheel froze, then held his belly and laughed heartily, saying:

“I don’t know how you know her name, but I must tell you, someone like you, a vampire, Little Bach could handle ten of you with one hand!”

“Of course, I don’t doubt a Master of Transformation series’ Spiritual Overlord has such power, but you’d better look at this!”

Murphy didn’t say much to Old Flywheel, he took out the Explorer’s diary, flipped to the page recording Circle Tower’s inside story, and tossed it over. Old Flywheel scanned the pages ten lines at a time, initially indifferent, but after reading that “Dragon Flame” Lena was maligned as a traitor, his expression significantly grew more serious.

“See, I’m still not certain whether you’re Dusk’s lackey, I guess probably you’re not, but to be on the safe side…”

Murphy coughed and said to Old Flywheel:

“If you’re not friends with Dusk, then for your ex-girlfriend’s safety’s sake, arrange a private meeting with Ms. Little Bach for me, my cooperative partner Flywheel.

But if you and your ex-girlfriend are both Dusk’s lackeys, then quickly come up with a way to call reinforcements to save you, I must emphasize saving people under a vampire Spiritual Overlord’s watch isn’t an easy task.”

“What do you mean?”

Flywheel barked fiercely:

“You want to hold me hostage?”

“None but the usual brilliance.”

Murphy snapped his fingers and said:

“When Master Little Bach arrives, you regain your freedom, it shouldn’t be hard to understand with your intelligence, it’s good for both of you, what do you say?”