My Players Are So Fierce

Countess Sharon of Seicob needs to use the midnight blessing to extend her life. This sounds quite absurd at first, but considering that becoming a vampire to escape death is not uncommon in this continent, it’s not hard to understand why she and her followers would make such a decision.

For example, a certain Blood Vulture Grand Duchess by Murphy’s side once sold “the Embrace” to earn money for alcohol when she was down on her luck.

Of course, in Tris’s situation at that time, even the Embrace couldn’t give others true midnight power. It only transformed them into vampires so they would no longer be tormented by illness and death.

The most typical examples are the “Plague Rat King” Zweig who died at Murphy’s hands earlier, and Murphy himself who exists here.

Those were Embraces given under the guise of “accidents”, without formal vampire status or recognition by the secret blood clans. If other vampires are midnight nobility, then Murphy and Zweig in that situation were at most “midnight undocumented residents”.

However, the complex situation of Countess Sharon here clearly cannot be solved by simply replacing the blood of the Damned.

Just the lingering spirit plague in her body requires vampires to use very special methods for “purification”.

“You need to ‘cleanse’ all the blood in Countess Sharon’s body. This is not something that can be finished quickly,” Tris warned Murphy in the spirit energy chamber:

“I’ll teach you the specific method, but it will consume some of your fresh blood. And given her current weak state where she could die at any moment, to help her regain health quickly, you’ll probably need to give Sharon at least half your blood and a small portion of blood essence, just like when you Embraced Maxim.

But it hasn’t even been a month since Maxim’s Embrace. Performing such a deep Embrace again will put you in a dangerous weakened state, so why don’t I do it instead?”

“The gnoll warlord has already been killed, removing the biggest threat to Transia. Plus with the allegiance of the winged cavalry and Countess of Seicob’s domain, I can mobilize much more power now.

In this situation, I no longer need to personally involve myself in conflicts,” Murphy waved his hand and said:

“But you are a pillar of the Blood Vulture Clan. Taking a step back, if I encounter danger, I still have you to help me. But if you enter a weakened state, the potential ripples could be hard to predict.

Moreover, the political significance of this Embrace is immense.

Let me do it.

After all, I have plenty of experience with deep Embraces.”

“Alright, as you wish,” Tris no longer insisted. She stepped back to stand with Femis, preparing to observe this “rescue” as witnesses.

Knight Valand and his wife were on the other side of the room. Although they had already made up their minds, the two burly mountain chieftains still gripped each other’s hands tightly as the Embrace was about to begin.

They were clearly anxious as well.

Before starting the Embrace, Murphy first cast a detection spell on the little Sharon lying before him. He wanted to see the true condition of this poor little countess.

The biological information feedback popped up a label above the sleeping little countess’s head:

Name: 【Countess of Seicob】 Sandra Sharon Seicomere

Rank: Level 10 – Professional – Standard

Profession: Level 10 Mechanic Apprentice / Level 10 Steam Repairman Apprentice / Engineering Craftsman – Steam Machinery Specialization

Bloodline: Mountain Folk Barbarian Mixed Blood 【Strength Increase, Agility Increase, Frost Resistance, Physical Defense Increase】

Status: Plague-ridden – Body Decay – Limb Deficiency – Mountain Forest Protection 【Avalon’s Blessing】- Progressive Death

Evaluation: No Threat – Neutral – Urgently Needs Support

“Wait!” Murphy blinked. He placed his hand on the forehead of the sleeping Sharon and turned to the two mountain cavalry, saying:

“Your mountain forest protection is related to Avalon of Nature? You also believe in the nature god?”

“Huh?” Knight Valand was stunned for a moment, then this bear-like man stubbornly shook his head and said:

“No, the mountain folk have no faith! We only believe that the ancestral forests will protect us. Of course, the other part of our bloodline, the barbarians of Ice Bay, have their faith.

Those fierce descendants worship Vam, the bringer of destruction to all things, but their temples refuse entry to mixed-bloods like us.

We have no faith!”

He emphasized it once again, but then under the surprised gazes of Miriam and Femis, Tris spoke up:

“Don’t listen to them.

These mountain folk don’t know the source of their own faith. When I infiltrated the Neilman tribe 200 years ago, I had already confirmed the connection between the earliest mountain folk and the elves.

And the mountain forest protection they always talk about is indeed a variant of the nature god faith. Sigh, Avalon’s gaze has never truly left humanity.

These mountain folk are all shallow believers of the nature god, you just don’t know it yourselves.

But the Avalon Church knows, which is why the old church always fought against the mountain folk in the forests of Saxony and tried to destroy them.

In the eyes of those fanatics of the old church, these barbarians who had accepted Avalon’s blessing but refused to acknowledge the power of the nature god were all hateful heretics.

So thank Avalon. Little Sharon has been able to hold on until now thanks to His protection.

However, to say they have faith is indeed an exaggeration. Avalon’s blessing was given to that forest, and they, as lives dwelling within it, merely passively enjoy the power of nature.”

At this point, Tris snorted and folded her arms, saying to Knight Valand and Lady Sunny:

“So, if you want to restore little Sharon’s health, there’s actually another way. You could go to the Adventurer’s Guild above us and seek out Guildmaster Natalie. If little Sharon is willing to convert to Avalon’s faith, I guess that nature god might not be stingy in bestowing the power of rebirth.”

“Impossible!” This time it was the more rational Lady Sunny who rejected. This fierce mountain lady knight gritted her teeth and said:

“The slaughter of us mountain folk by the Avalon Church over the past many years is still fresh in our minds. Even if we die, even if we jump off the cliffs of Ice Bay to our deaths, we would never accept Avalon’s grace!”

“That was the problem of the old church, not Avalon’s will,” Regent Miriam said softly.

“And hasn’t the old church already fallen?”

“That’s still not acceptable!” Lady Sunny raised her head stubbornly and said:

“His believers raised their blades of slaughter in His name, but He just watched and did not stop them!

This is enough to show it’s not something good. We mountain folk don’t need this kind of faith that can’t distinguish right from wrong. We’d rather seek salvation from the night.”

“Alright then, shall we continue?” The vampire lord shrugged.

He didn’t intend to argue with these stubborn folks on the issue of faith. After inquiring and receiving affirmative responses from the two knights, Murphy took a deep breath, letting his vampire fangs protrude from his lips.

He bent down and bit into the still intact neck of little Sharon. As the first mouthful of fresh blood flowed into his mouth, Murphy’s expression instantly turned very unpleasant.

This blood… What’s this taste?! Ah, damn it!

“Hmm, I forgot to tell you, the decay of individuals ravaged by the spirit plague starts from the blood that represents the flow of life force,” Lady Tris beside him squinted her eyes and said softly:

“The taste of her blood is bound to be unpleasant. See, I told you earlier that I should do it.”

“You definitely did that on purpose!” Murphy glared at Tris, but the Embrace had already begun and couldn’t be stopped halfway.

This time he didn’t take three mouthfuls of virgin blood as a gift for the elders, but stood up and wiped his mouth. Taking the same posture as when he Embraced Maxim, he touched Sharon’s neck with his finger, using the vampire power to manipulate blood to extract it from Sharon’s body.

The blood indeed had issues. As all the fresh blood was drawn from Sharon’s body and transformed into a strange non-Newtonian fluid-like form in Murphy’s hand, constantly expanding and contracting, Murphy and others noticed the uncomfortable gray layer covering the blood.

It was a lifeless gray.

Looking closely, there was even a metallic sheen. As Murphy’s fingers waved, his blood of the Damned flowed from his fingertips and continuously diluted and purified Sharon’s decaying blood during the fusion process.

Just this process alone took much more time and effort than a normal Embrace.

“An unsettling aura, as if the concepts of death and decay were materialized, then injected with alchemical liquid in the material world to enable them to exert life-destroying power,” Murphy frowned, feeling the peculiar pollution in Sharon’s blood, and said hoarsely:

“The Circle Tower’s use of spirit energy is truly sinister.”

“This wasn’t originally created by them,” Miss Femis explained:

“When I was stationed with the Blood Pact Knights, I heard from those veterans that the gnoll mystic artisans and plague priests were the first groups to master the spirit plague. During the 4th Black Disaster, this destructive weapon was widely used by the King Gnawbone, making his conquest of cities and territories initially as easy as overturning his palm.

But the gnolls’ formulation of the spirit plague was still at a very primitive stage, and the plague they used could be purified.

However, the Circle Tower improved this vicious thing.

Two years ago, when I led the Midnight Hunters to support Seicob City, we tried to purify it, but the plague in those ruins stubbornly remained effective.”

“Gnolls again?” Murphy narrowed his eyes and said:

“That ‘King Gnawbone’ really keeps bringing surprises endlessly. I heard his final whereabouts disappeared in the Foul Swamp in the southernmost part of Transia?

Hmm, this sounds like a ‘great treasure trove’ worth long-term exploration.”

“At a time like this, you’re still thinking about finding work for your warriors?” Tris reminded:

“Speed up! Sharon’s condition is very weak, she can’t endure blood separation for long. Death is lurking, if you delay any longer she’ll really die.

Once the soul goes to the netherworld, it’ll be too difficult to bring her back.”

“Hmm?” This statement made everyone in the room look at Tris with strange expressions. Miriam said softly:

“Do you mean that even if the soul has gone to the netherworld and been declared dead in fact, you can still snatch the soul back from death?”

“Uh, I haven’t tried,” Tris said quietly:

“But when I was ‘interning’ at the Moon God Temple of the Sanghai people back then, I developed a complete theory! I think I can enter the netherworld plane and bring back souls that have been taken into death. Why don’t we take this opportunity to try?”

She seemed quite eager to try.

But Knight Valand stepped forward, crossed his arms and said loudly:

“Please do not experiment with Countess Sharon’s life!”

“Tch, I was just saying,” Tris snorted, while in front of her, Murphy’s purification of the blood had reached its final stage.

He had expended about one-fifth of his fresh blood to arduously drive out the decaying power in little Sharon’s blood, then added converted blood of the Damned at a 1:3 ratio. Finally, under everyone’s gaze, Murphy reinjected this viscous blood back into Sharon’s body.

A familiar note popped up before his eyes:

【Please choose an inheritance template for your descendant ‘Sandra Sharon Seicomere’. Currently available Character Templates: Standard/Rare/Elite.】

“Choose Elite Template inheritance,” Murphy said in his mind. The next instant, half of the fresh blood in his body surged into Sharon’s thin and deficient body like floodgates opening.

As Murphy’s cheeks grew increasingly pale, Sharon’s broken body before him visibly regained health at a rapid pace.

The horrific marks on her body quickly receded under the blessing of midnight power, and those scabbed wounds also healed. Most remarkably, as Murphy continuously injected blood, Sharon’s missing left arm and left leg began to regrow.

This scene looked quite fantastical and unscientific.

But considering that this life had sacrificed her human life, personality, will, and freedom under the sun to the night in exchange for this power of midnight rebirth.

It’s really hard to say whether the two sides of the scale can balance out, or who has paid more.

“Ugh…” The familiar weakness made Murphy’s body sway a bit. Feeling his body very heavy, he was about to fall to the ground but was promptly supported by Tris and Femis.

Flashing red notes popped up before his eyes. Because he had performed two Elite Template inheritances in a short time, Murphy entered the 【Anemic Weakness】 state, and this time the duration of this weakened state was a full 15 days!

This price could not be considered light.

He was supported back to the chair. Panting, he took out a small vial of source blood and handed it to Tris.

The latter held it in her hand, and under the expectant gazes of Knight Valand and Lady Sunny, placed it beside the head of Countess Sharon, who was blinking her eyes and about to wake from a long nightmare.

Murphy was panting at this moment.

He closed his eyes and sipped the fresh blood Tris had prepared earlier to recover from the uncomfortable state that felt like “hypoglycemia”. Little Sharon’s “Embrace tax” also arrived as expected at this time.

【Embrace completed! Sandra Sharon Seicomere Lessenbra has fed back a portion of power to you during this process, specifically manifested as:

Agility +1, Intellect +1, Charisma +1.

New talent 【Mountain Forest Protection】 acquired. Greatly increased perception when entering mountain forests inhabited by mountain folk, temporarily removes charisma penalty when interacting with individuals with mountain folk bloodline.】

“This new talent is not bad,” Murphy inwardly exclaimed, but then shook his head.

This new talent would probably disappear along with little Sharon drinking the source blood and severing the blood pact with him, right? After all, this power feedback from the descendant can only be transmitted through the blood pact.

He opened his eyes.

Watching the dazed little Sharon in front of him, with the help of Knight Valand kneeling on the ground, slowly sipping the amber-glowing source blood.

He could feel a slight pain in his heart.

That was the elder’s sorrow when a descendant leaves.

But he didn’t have much opinion on this matter with Sharon. How to put it?

This child’s experiences were too tragic. This time, let’s just consider it doing a good deed under the gaze of the Night Mother, to offset the sense of guilt for using little players to seek personal benefits.

Thinking thus, he leaned back in the chair in a more comfortable posture.

But a few minutes later, Murphy opened his eyes again with a strange expression. He looked at little Sharon in front of him, who had changed into new clothes and was looking at him gratefully.

His blood pact with this girl had been severed, which could be confirmed from the fact that his blood pact connection count had recovered to 【2/3】.

But the new talent and “Embrace tax” that little Sharon had fed back to him hadn’t disappeared…

In other words, once this thing takes effect, is it permanent?

In other words, if Murphy had enough source blood in hand, could he continuously obtain new talents and collect Embrace taxes through this “Embrace-sever” method?

Damn!

It feels like he discovered a terrible bug in this admin system, and more importantly, Murphy really has enough source blood in hand!

3 attribute points plus a new talent each time, if this could really be carried out, the Count of Kadman would only need to repeat this 100 times…

Hmm, dare not think further.

This is a bit too crazy, but since he’s discovered this malicious bug that exists in the real world, it should be used when needed, right?

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