Chapter 526 525. Mr. Qin, do you want a gay friend? - [Monthly ticket plus 710 more updates]

At this moment of farewell, Sister Palian blushed with embarrassment when she heard Dahui's unscrupulous remarks.

Amidst the weird laughter and whistles of the old players who were watching the excitement around him, he said his final farewell to the gray man with a "little fist punch on your chest" gesture, and then came forward at the call of Mrs. Palian who looked dissatisfied.

Carriage to the Chamber of Commerce.

Brickman and Samoyelia laughed, standing on both sides of the duster, reaching out to pat their junior brother who kept wiping his tears.

The two of them were worried about the emotional development of the gray man. Now that they finally saw the success of their cultivation, they naturally had a strange aunty smile.

Murphy and Miriam stayed where they were, watching the convoy slowly set off. They and the players gathered around stood in the cold wind of the dark night, listening to the children in the convoy singing local songs, and watching them gradually

Walking further and further away.

"Hey! You three little fools! Your chicken brother died and can't come, but he asked me to tell you that he will definitely go to Port Chardeau to see you!"

The traveler Xiao Zhou waved his hand and said to the three boys who were lying behind the carriage and crying loudly:

"Go over there and go to school and don't embarrass your chicken brother!"

"Sister Lumina will also come to see you, so be good."

Menghaha, who came to say goodbye on behalf of the Silver Moon Pride Group, also raised his hands and shouted, and several children rescued by Lumina responded loudly in the dark night.

And the dump truck Iai brother who had managed these children in the survivor camp was just waving his hands, and the middle-aged emotions surged up so that he did not dare to speak at all, for fear that he would cry.

Quan Xuan's semi-truck was standing next to him, patting the dump truck's shoulder, while Brother Shovel was holding a flute and playing the melody of "Farewell" on the side of the road.

But it's okay not to brag about it. Once it was blown, many administrative players started wiping their eyes.

All this fell into the eyes of Murphy, who quietly observed them, and the Governor was satisfied.

On the way back to the city with Miriam, he looked at the Scarlet Castle at night and said to Miriam:

"They are already qualified Transians, just like me."

"Well, I didn't quite understand why you had to let your warriors interact so much with the locals. They are obviously people from two different worlds and will never have more interactions in their lifetime."

Miriam brushed her hair and laughed too. She said softly:

"Now I understand, you have taught me another lesson, Your Majesty the Governor."

"Humph, that's because you are stupid, my consul."

Murphy leaned against the carriage and looked out the window, and he said:

"A group of mercenaries who have no emotions and only talk about profit, and a group of soldiers who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their second hometown. Anyone with any brains will know which one to choose.

If you tie them up with pure interests, then in the end there will only be cold interests between you. When you can't give more rewards, they won't have any psychological burden if they give up on you or even draw swords against you.

However, feelings

Invisible lock."

The vampire governor smiled, and after a few seconds of silence, he said:

"Actually, I didn't want the so-called 'fourth natural disaster' from the beginning. If you are a manager on the forum, you also know what this term means. If I want it, I have too many ways to control it among these four.

Quickly form a 'crazy army' within a month.

They will defeat all enemies for me, and even fight into the Dark Mountains without fear of death, but they will also become the cancer that I personally unleash in this world.

They will become a new and more terrifying "black disaster".

If I don't regard this place as my hometown, if I don't regard you as my friends, then I won't have so many burdens. However, Tris and you are like a net that pulls me, who could have easily become the 'Demon King of World Destruction'

The guy became the governor of Transia.

I'm used to my current life.

If a group of evil freaks who treat this place as a playground where they can wreak havoc appear, I will be the first to draw my sword and drive them out.

The wanton behavior of outsiders will turn this place into a hell on earth, so I will not hesitate to drive out those bastards who will only bring disaster and chaos, but now, we can absolutely trust our foreign friends who are both good and evil.

.

Because we know that they will sacrifice everything for this land just like we protect Transia!

Perhaps this is the so-called 'bond' they have been talking about.

Between the easy shortcut and the long journey, I chose the latter, but I don’t regret it, because I realized that the Creator may not have chosen me by rolling the dice.”

"You are a good person, Murphy. I knew I could trust you the night you didn't turn me into your blood servant."

Miriam said softly:

"There is no shame in being a good person, but those who fall into darkness casually are not worthy of mastering amazing power."

"Indeed, there is nothing simpler in this world than becoming a bad guy. On the contrary, living your life in accordance with your true heart has become the most difficult achievement."

Murphy smiled, glanced at Miriam, and said:

"I will leave for Barren Mountain soon, and Professor Malcolm has also left. This will make the burden on your shoulders heavy again. Are you ready?"

"Hey, I am the Scarlet Archon chosen by you personally! I am a role model for the women of Transia."

Miriam snorted, opened her thermos cup and took a sip of tea. She said:

"Don't underestimate me."

"good."

Murphy said:

"Seeing that you are so confident, I feel relieved, but before I leave, there is one more thing that needs to be dealt with. You can go with me."

"Um?"

Miriam looked at Murphy in surprise, but the latter had no explanation.

Until the carriage stopped at the renovated entrance of the Scarlet Corridor, the two got out of the car. Murphy turned and glanced at the rear construction area that had been leveled. In a few days, the old Chentou planned to serve as the new symbol of Scarlet Castle.

Construction of the Midnight Tower will begin here.

After the tower is completed, it will stand directly above the Scarlet Corridor and integrate with the space below, becoming the new base camp of the Blood Vulture Clan.

"follow me."

Murphy made a gesture, and Miriam followed him all the way down to the bottom of the Blood Vulture Corridor, near the deceased's hut. The Archon finally saw the "guest" he was going to meet tonight.

A skeleton.

To be precise, a skeleton carrying the soul of a corpse witch.

High-level undead such as corpse witches will choose fresh corpses as carriers for themselves when their bodies are destroyed. This can ensure that they have a certain ability to protect themselves after resurrection. However, in emergencies, decayed bones can also be used to achieve this.

Resurrection, anyway, the corpse witch's existence rests on the phylactery rather than the body.

However, the fact that Murphy brought the Archon to see this newly resurrected skeleton with such great fanfare is enough to prove that this guy has a "special status".

The corpse witch Bella and his wife Bernice don't know where to go for a walk now. The pantsless demon A Feng has been strengthened by the spells of the ghost grimoire and can move freely, so he no longer stays in the hut of the dead but stays with him.

's mother.

At present, there are only a group of silent dead left in the hut of the dead and the surrounding area designated as the "Zone of the Dead".

These guys are all souls resurrected from the swamp by the gnolls. They have nowhere to go and are extremely silent. They have been staying here since they came to the Scarlet Corridor. They did not cause any trouble and acted as if they did not exist at all.

Has a super low sense of presence.

"Let me introduce you to my Archon."

Murphy pulled up a chair and sat in front of the silent bones in front of him. He stared at the blue spiritual fire dancing in his eyes and said to Miriam beside him:

"This guest's name is Rotum Hugh Baldwin."

"?!"

The Scarlet Archon's eyes suddenly widened, and she exclaimed:

"So, it really belongs to General Baldwin, the commander of the Winter Wolves."

"Great-grandfather!"

Murphy explained in a tactful tone:

"Lord Rotem was the commander who commanded Boris's Vanguard Army to enter the swamp during the Second Black Disaster. At that time, the Winter Wolf Legion had not yet been formally established. It was just a combat regiment under Boris' Vanguard Army.

From this point of view, Lord Rotem can be regarded as the first Winter Wolf General.

After him, that position was never awarded to a military commander other than the Baldwin family.

In addition to the fact that the Baldwin family has indeed produced talents from generation to generation, it is also because of this family's respectable loyalty to the king. Their loyalty is so pure that after the Wolf Girl's father overthrew the usurping Rurik dynasty and restored Romano

The Baldwin family was not liquidated even after the legal succession of the husband dynasty.

But I heard from Mrs. Shani that there are some other factors that are difficult to name."

The eyes of the governor and consul were placed on the dead bones in front of them in the next second, and Rotem Samuel Baldwin also raised his head as they wished.

There is no expression on the skeleton's face, but the flexible beating in the eye sockets means that the corpse witch is thinking about whether to answer Murphy's question.

According to Bella in private, although all the corpse witches and Hades knights under the control of the gnolls have no high or low positions and are all slaves of the barbarians after all, Baldwin's reputation among the corpse witches and knights is very high.

Now that the jackals have been killed and the undead cannot rest in peace, Mr. Baldwin naturally becomes the leader of this group of corpse witches.
To be continued...