Chapter 188 187. Hello, short man

According to Murphy's previous prediction, when Marshal Loren brought the Plantagenet Kingdom to have diplomatic talks with him, the lord of Transia, the matter of the batch of calculation orbs would not be mentioned. After all, Marshal Loren was

The means used to obtain those orbs were also not so upright.

The core orb in Murphy's hand also has a clear "stolen" label.

Since we are all thieves, it is good to forget about some things. However, I didn’t expect that the half-dwarf opposite would bring up this matter without caring. This guy is really not very particular, and he is really

The horse’s eyes are small!

"It seems that the legends on the mainland about the small-mindedness of dwarves are true! I wonder if the guy opposite has a book of hatred in his hand?"

Murphy thought for a moment and then responded unceremoniously. He maintained a slightly stiff smile and responded:

"How about you, short man!"

"?"

Marshal Loren, who was opposite the psychic projection, was stunned.

Her eyes widened as if struck by lightning, and Tris, who was maintaining the psychic projection, laughed like crazy. It was very hard for her to endure it, and her seductive expression was so contorted that she was distorted.

"Hey, hold on! Why does this picture keep flashing back and forth?"

Murphy yelled onomatopoeia, Tris rolled her eyes and said with a smile:

"My technique is stable. It's the other side's problem. It seems that your joke is really lethal! Oh my, today I finally learned how to use one word to make a dwarf hate me for the rest of his life."

"What the hell is that name of yours! Take it back!"

Marshal Loren puffed his beard and shouted angrily:

"You are provoking one dwarf! No, you are provoking all dwarves! You must apologize for the dignity of all the dwarves you offended because of that damn word! You are provoking a war that you cannot win at all!"

"You said that word yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

Murphy kept his elbows on the table and put his intertwined fingers against his nose, the commander's signature move.

He calmed down and said to the other side:

"It was your subordinate who reminded me in advance not to say that word in front of you. You know, I thought hard for a long time before I came up with a replacement word. So, are we going to continue to quarrel over trivial things? Or should we start talking about business?"

Lord Marshal."

"You stole 3,000 calculation orbs from me, which is enough to arm an army!"

The meeting was so heated from the beginning that Marshal Loren stopped pretending, took out his pipe and put it in his mouth, sitting like a boss and said to Murphy:

"There is also the core orb trial piece that our country paid a huge price to obtain, which is hanging on your chest. Murphy, you must make compensation for this! Before this condition is met, I refuse

Engage in any diplomatic level negotiations with you.

Don't think that your title of 'acting governor' scares anyone. The cost of the pioneering army crossing the Transian border to overthrow your small power is just a sincere apology letter written by my subordinate and sent to Dong Dong.

palace.

All I have to do is sign.

you!

Young but cunning and evil vampire, you must recognize your strength at this time. You and your small territory are just a small problem that can be solved by a 'military conflict'."

"Of course you can say that. With your status and the power you have, you are confident enough to make similar threats to me, so you might as well let your army set off now!"

Murphy waved his hand and said:

"I am waiting in Scarlet Castle to become the 'military conflict' you call it, but I hope you can be prepared to directly trigger the 'Third Night War' before making a decision. Because in addition to being the governor of Transia, I

, is also the first heir to the Blood Vulture Clan, and has already reached a strategic cooperative relationship with the Thorn Clan.

At the same time, a vanguard of the Blood Alliance Knights was crossing the Filthy Swamp.

if

If you have heard even a little bit of stories related to the vampires from old Edward, you should know what this tripartite alliance means.

Any irrationality on your part is not only bullying the weak Blood Eagle clan, but also slapping Lord Paying in the face.

Of course, I also admit that I am pretending to be powerful in the name of the Lord. The Lord may not necessarily be furious because of the destruction of Scarlet Castle. Perhaps the Grand Duke of Thorns will only lament that I accidentally offended the great Lord.

Marshal Steelheart even brought about his own destruction.

All this can happen.

But until they actually happen, the hidden dangers in your mind cannot be eliminated.

So the question is, will you provoke another war for your king now that the Black Disaster is about to break out?

Are you a lunatic who indulges your emotions so much that you ruin important things?"

Murphy spread his hands and said calmly:

"If you are, then we don't have to keep talking! Let's see you on the battlefield. The land of Transia is rich in vampires and barbarians. Do you know what these two things have in common?"

These words did not conceal Transia's weakness, and even contained a bit of helplessness and desolation of risking one's life.

But when it came out of the mouth of Acting Governor Murphy, even Marshal Loren, who disapproved of it, had to seriously think about the meaning of these words. He blew out a smoke ring and stared at the young man in the picture.

Overly handsome vampire.

The resolution of the psychic projection jointly maintained by the three psychic masters was terrifyingly high, allowing the marshal to clearly see Murphy's eyes, which were black with scarlet light spots.

Like a dancing fire.

This vampire sissy didn't seem to be joking, and the decisiveness when he issued the threat was more like an out-and-out dwarf.

"Oh, the fox is very good at pretending to be the tiger, but the fox will always be a fox, so don't use your cleverness to show off!"

The half-dwarf marshal did not give in at all, but he changed the topic very smoothly and said:

"My friend old Finnock died at your place, which makes me very sad."

"Who killed him?"

Murphy asked rhetorically:

"It shouldn't be us, right? I also took in his daughter and followers, gave them the citizenship of this group of homeless people and protected them with all the rights on this land. I thought I was doing this. It's enough to make up for my guilt for accidentally taking something that belongs to you in a "black and white" that was not decided by me. I didn't expect that you would still refuse to let me go.

You didn't even pay a penny for the future of your friend's daughter and followers, and I was responsible for raising them while facing the black disaster.

You see, I didn't even ask you for custody fees, I thought there was some tacit understanding between us."

"So, are all vampires so talkative?"

Marshal Loren blew out a smoke ring again and said:

"You and old Edward both have a tongue that can turn things upside down. Well, do something for me, Lord Murphy, so that I can convince myself to forget this thing that makes everyone unhappy."

"Please tell me."

Murphy listened.

Marshal Loren looked at the scenery outside the train window and said casually:

"Old Edward sent his family's elite to the Eastern Front in the name of preventing the Black Disaster, but I know what he wanted to do. The proliferation of the Wolfsbane clan on Greene Island has become a social problem, and I don't want them to be there. The poison spread in the dark night spread again to the mainland.

Unfortunately, old Edward has used allegiance as a means to obtain ownership of the entire Cato region in the Dark Zone from my Majesty.

Alas, it is a pity that the 'Wolf Disaster' 70 years ago failed to eliminate them.

I heard that there has been a grudge between you Blood Vultures and Wolfsbane for more than hundreds of years, and the Wolfsbane clan was indeed deeply involved in the disaster of Cadman City, so it would be reasonable for you to come forward to 'purify' the night, right? "

"But we can't cross the border and enter your defense area to hunt Wolfsbane's cubs."

Murphy frowned and said:

"And we don't have enough manpower."

"What are you thinking about?"

The half-dwarf sneered and said:

"I will deal with the wolfsbane cubs in my defense zone myself, but you have to deal with those wolf pioneers who are about to enter Transia in the name of aiding the "Black Disaster War"! They are doing evil everywhere under the guise of war.

They are trivializing the serious matter of war, so they need to be punished.

Personally, I don't really like vampires in my chain of command, it makes me feel uncomfortable all over."

"Me too, Marshal."

Murphy smiled and said:

"I'm not kidding. Although I am also a vampire, I don't like my compatriots who are too vicious. Well, I will accept your request. I will give you an explanation that satisfies you.

Now, can we get down to business?"

"You think beautifully!"

Marshal Loren patted the table and said seriously:

"I apologize to the dignity of all dwarves for your disgraceful speech just now! And swear to your Mother of Night that you will never utter that blasphemous word again!"

"Well."
To be continued...