My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 58 - 21

58: 21.

If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is about to happen _1

58: 21.

If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is about to happen _1

“Your Blood Servants are diligent and tactical, though the traps they created are crude, they look quite decent.”

After the darkness fell, Miss Phemys personally led several Midnight hunters to tour the designated ambush site.

Her maid, Lady Adel, no doubt filled her with negative thoughts.

However, her tune changed when she saw the plans made by the sixteen participants and the results of a hard day’s work by the Blood Servants, refraining from criticising Murphy harshly.

Especially when she saw the trench being widened and deepened by the Blood Servants, and the automatic hunting crossbow mounted on Murphy’s carriage, Miss Phemys nodded appreciatively.

The effectiveness of these works showed that Murphy, a peripheral member of the family, was indeed committed to his duties of luring and blockading the enemy; even if he was just assigned to a suicidal task, his serious work attitude greatly improved Miss Phemys’ impression of him.

If they are all serving the interests of the family at the moment, there isn’t any necessity to escalate trivial disputes.

This was Miss Phemys’ philosophy of dealing with life, a notion imparted to her by her Clan Leader father.

“This is my due responsibility, Miss.”

Murphy responded modestly before suggesting,

“These traps are still crudely made, after all, my Blood Servants are merely peasants with a thirst for revenge gathered from the Morlan village that was massacred by the Witch Hunters. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Their will is strong, but their skills are lacking.

Perhaps the professional Hunters and Psychics under your command could help conceal these traps to make them more effective.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

Miss Phemys nodded, and quietly ordered her guards.

Soon, elite Midnight Hunters and Psychics came to help set up the camouflage in the woods.

Miss Phemys, holding a delicate Vampire Whip Blade, discussed the attack plan for the next night with Murphy; she pointed in the direction of the Polluted Swamp, saying,

“The hunters and I will hide there, the scent of the swamp can provide us the best cover.

Once you’ve successfully held them back, we will launch a surprise attack from the flank and rear, destroying their military supplies as quickly as possible.

By that time, when we engage the enemy in combat, you and your servants can retreat during this window of opportunity.

The Blood Servants in the caravan will also participate in the attack.

But the carriage will be stopped at the entrance of the swamp, so you only need to retreat there for a safe escape.

We will then head straight back to Cardman city.”

“Indeed, your wisdom impresses me, Miss.

It’s a simple and effective plan.”

Murphy praised earnestly, but scoffed internally.

Nice talk!

It was as simple as sending a child across the street to buy soy sauce.

But his team’s strength wasn’t sufficient to withstand the execution of this plan offered by Miss Phemys.

This was clearly an attempt to treat Murphy and his Servants as dispensable.

If previously Murphy might have felt a smidge of guilt about betraying Miss Phemys and her hunters, now, once again hearing Miss Phemys painting a rosy picture, all of his remaining guilt evaporated.

Still painting me a rosy picture at this point, huh?

Fine!

Then don’t blame me for draining the pond to get the fish.

“You’ve gathered forty-five Midnight Hunters now.

It is an impressive force, but for the sake of security, shouldn’t we summon more people tonight?”

Murphy suggested quietly,

“After all, you are noble, Miss.

It would be terrible if anything were to happen during the operation…”

“Shut up!”

A guard rebuked,

“We are responsible for the safety of the Miss.

You just need to do your baiting work well.

It’s not your place to stick your nose in other people’s business.”

“Oh, it seems I was overthinking things.”

Murphy squinted his eyes, maintaining a polite smile.

He politely nodded to Miss Phemys before gracefully turning around to leave.

Watching Murphy going to join his busy servants outside, Miss Phemys wrinkled her exquisite nose, and said to the two robust guards at her side,

“Mr.

Murphy is a member of our blood vulture family, he has contributed to the family, you should be polite to him.”

“We have been very polite, Miss.”

One of the guards exclaimed,

“Since the war situation worsened, you’ve been commanding the Midnight Hunters in the field, and it’s been a long time since you’ve returned to Cardman City.

You don’t know how he and his elders are humiliated by fellow city dwellers.

Even humans make fun of them.

If I were the pitiful Murphy, I would have left long ago.”

“His elder is Cui Si…”

Miss Phemys thought of the wayward former elder of the family whom she had met a few times.

She had a bad impression of Cui Si.

Shaking her head, she dropped the subject.

However, after a moment of thought, she nevertheless told the two guards,

“Murphy’s suggestion is somewhat reasonable.

We don’t know the exact strength of the enemy guards transporting our supplies, we should exercise caution and summon more Midnight Hunters to the swamp!

Before the operation tomorrow night, bump up our numbers to sixty!”

“Yes, Miss!”

On the other side, Murphy approached the pit where the scattered players were resting.

Of the sixteen players, eight student parties had already logged off for the night.

Today was the last day of the break, and they had classes tomorrow, so they couldn’t stay up late.

Of the remaining eight people, Meow Brother generously gave his workshop’s four members a vacation, neither Mud Truck nor Shovel Man had to worry about going to work, and the last person, Happy Stick, was a freelancer.

They gathered, anticipating the fight of the following evening, and rounded out the final touches.