My Players Are So Fierce

As the mount of the Millennium lord, Sir Aurora, although it won’t directly reward the players, it promises that if the players’ service quality is good enough, then if any player wishes to join the Blood Covenant Knight Order each day, it can allow them to join its “Continental Famous Steed Brotherhood” and also grant the honorary title of “Third-Class Attendant of Sir Aurora” to the players.

This cunning Unicorn seems to have seen through the players’ desire to fawn over the lord, constantly hinting that it can speak on their behalf in front of “good brother” Lord Pa Ying.

This was naturally understood by the players as a “pre-task” to unlock personal reputation with Lord Paryen.

Obviously, a Flying Feather Unicorn that has lived for more than a thousand years has an aptitude for “pretending to be mysterious” that ordinary players can’t imagine.

With just a few words, it stirred up the enthusiasm of these idle players who were learning to bray like donkeys, making them rush to prepare all kinds of comforts for Sir Aurora to rest with.

There were also a few players who stayed to shoe Sir Aurora and give a massage.

The care they provided was meticulous.

The lord probably didn’t expect that his warhorse would become some sort of communication bridge between him and the outsiders, yet given the lord’s character, even if he knew, he probably wouldn’t care.

He’s quite proud.

Only those who are recognized can gain his favor.

If the players really want to boost their reputation with Lord Paryen, they’re going to be busy.

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“Buzz”

Amidst the flickering of the Crimson Gate, the “Forbidden Zone One-Day Tour” project, personally led by Marsh Museum manager Sir Murphy and curator assistant Lady Cui Si, officially launched.

The portal opened directly in front of the forbidden zone, and Lord Paryen strode out, followed by his own self-floating Silent Holy Spear.

The usually aloof Necessary Evil was very obedient today, hanging quietly on Murphy’s waist like a timid mute Demon Sword.

Murphy could roughly sense Necessary Evil’s fear of the Holy Spear Everstill, guessing that this guy wasn’t taught any less lessons by the Holy Spear when it was arrogant back in the day.

But before Murphy and Triss could lead the lord into the museum, a huge tremor erupted from the peaceful A Zone in the distance.

Murphy’s expression changed slightly, and he turned back to speak to the calm-faced Lord Paryen:

“Why don’t you go in first?

It’s the giant serpent lord Oru here for revenge.”

“Hmm?”

The lord asked in surprise:

“Do I have a grudge against the giant serpent?”

“The armor you’re wearing, lord, it’s the giant serpent inner armor made by Old Edward for you, crafted from the leather of Ningkinanka, and the raw material came from the giant serpent you killed back then.

That was Oru’s mate.”

Triss explained:

“I heard this story from Salockdale, but he didn’t clarify why you and the giant serpent had a conflict back then.

Swamp giant snakes like them are normally very docile creatures and intelligent.

Logically, it shouldn’t have escalated to a life-and-death struggle.”

“Hmm, that furious giant serpent.”

The Millennium lord nodded, unafraid, softly saying:

“At that time, we left the Dark Mountain Range and were trekking inland, passing through the Polluted Swamp when we were suddenly attacked by giant serpents.

Everyone was in poor condition, still in intermittent frenzy from memory loss, and even I was affected by the mood.

The giant serpent was driven back by us three times, and on their fourth attack, I couldn’t hold back.

We were very weak then, in desperate need of powerful blood to shake off the weakness, but the giant serpent was also in an abnormal state; I remember clearly, it attacked us like crazy, as if we bore some unforgivable sin on us.

It seemed to be a scent that only they could detect.”

“Oru and its mate were raised by Vick Fatuo Phisonoratu, the Duke of Mad Blood’s previous job was as the curator of the Marsh Museum, he was my ‘predecessor’.”

Murphy whispered in explanation:

“But in the ancient memories I’ve seen, he was left in the ruins of the Eden District, and there was no trace of the Duke of Mad Blood among the initial vampires, perhaps because of this, the giant serpent misunderstood you.

It thought you harmed its ‘father’.

What a tragedy.”

“I…

I can’t remember, though there are some flashbacks, but…

I feel nothing, perhaps for the reasons you’ve mentioned, or perhaps the millennia-long Holy Blood Seal has its own secrets.”

The lord’s expression turned slightly somber at this moment.

He didn’t think Murphy would deceive him about such matters, but the fact was, he had long forgotten those events of great significance to himself and his entire race.

While the three of them were conversing, the angry giant serpent lord Oru flashed over the swamp water, appearing in front of the museum, and upon seeing Lord Paryen, Oru displayed unprecedented rage.

Even during the time it nearly died in Wolf Castle, it wasn’t this furious.

All over its body, the Gem Scales were shimmering with halos about to activate, its eyes fixed on the murderer who killed its mate, the mane on its neck standing up, and even the unicorn on its head entwined with a layer of dark light.

It was terrifying.

But it did not immediately attack the lord, as the current curator, Murphy, flapped his wings to stand in front of it.

The curator didn’t allow it to attack Lord Paryen, but it wasn’t because Murphy was biased, he turned back to glance at Lord Paryen, who raised his head to look at the giant serpent, understanding the kind of anger from losing a dear one was burning away this beautiful creature’s sanity.