My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank

Chapter 2817: Chapter 939: Monster and Savior (Part 3)

The men plundered food and supplies, while the women were dragged out of hiding to be ravaged and abused. Blood and casually discarded corpses littered the streets, like a scene from the apocalypse.

Many begged us to take them in, willing to transform into vampires for it. I chose some promising ones and took them in, and as more and more fled here, I discussed with the other Commanders and decided to shelter them as Blood Servants.

I suspected that perhaps those hateful Heretics were manipulating and participating in this.

At that time, I thought the city was doomed.

I was even prepared to defend the inner city against the mob’s assault, but on the third night, a miracle happened..."

The Elder hesitated, uncertain whether to continue spreading the benefaction of that "divine abomination", but Murphy signaled him with a look to keep talking, while Triss beside him was diligently recording the details in her notebook.

Elder Hillier took a breath, recalling the scene of that night, and said:

"It was as if a pair of hands gently brushed across the chaotic city...

I saw very clearly that wherever that power arrived, all chaos was soothed, and those malicious emotions seemed to be dispersed, making those who were hacking each other suddenly come to their senses.

They embraced each other and wept, the women were released again and given food and clothing, and the children were better treated after their terror.

It seemed that overnight, the seeds of apocalypse were scattered, and hope and repentance returned to the hearts of the maddened.

I also heard that voice.

It was soft, like the whispering in dreams. He... it told me to shelter the city, and other vampires also heard similar voices. In that scene akin to divine revelation, we were encouraged to step out of the inner city and talk with the leaders of outside forces.

Thus, the most basic order was reshaped.

Although still fragile peace, at least after that night, large-scale chaos never occurred again.

Duke, and esteemed Earl, I must admit to you that secretly I acquiesce to the spread of this faith, not only among vampires but also amongst a substantial number of survivors from the disaster who sing praises to the Midnight Mother.

No matter what it is, it truly saved Cardman City on that night.

I know this faith may be dangerous, but frankly, it has already taken root in this city over the past few months, unless we clear out the people here, otherwise..."

"No one wants to clear them out, nor will anyone clear out you, Elder Hillier, don’t overthink."

Murphy waved his hand, firmly stating:

"This matter is still within a manageable scope, so don’t panic or test, The Grand Duke of Triss enshrined you as Elder, indicating we will reaccept you.

Since a faith was born in real salvation and miracles, we cannot pretend it never happened.

Take a rest first; Triss and I will give you an answer soon, but for now, Cardman City is not suitable for large-scale foreign visitors. This city must maintain a lockdown until everything stabilizes."

To this, Elder Hillier had no objections.

But soon after, Murphy officially appointed him as Acting Mayor of Cardman City, which made the Elder, who thought he could pass the responsibility away, purse his lips.

But he could not refuse, at least not at this time.

After concluding the discussion with Elder Hillier, Murphy and Triss wandered again through the Blood Vulture Tower, where the damage was extremely severe, almost considered a dangerous building, yet it hadn’t collapsed due to the curious influence of the Star Realm, but repairing was absolutely necessary.

Not just this tower, the strange city constructed like chaotic building blocks also needs repair, meaning the Stonemason Association will have more work to do next.

"How do you plan to handle this?"

In a crumbling tower, from here overlooking Cardman City still shrouded in shadows under the sunlight, Murphy asked:

"Should this faith continue to exist?"

"I have an idea."

Triss held her notebook and whispered:

"If the Midnight Mother truly has a dual visage, then perhaps we can ’assist’ it somewhat."

"Oh? How so?"

Murphy asked curiously, Triss moved her fingers and said:

"The visage of the God of Faith is decided by its followers; since the faith of the Midnight Mother has emerged in Cardman City, we can use this channel to help it shape a more reasonable, benevolent, and rational visage, thereby suppressing its inherent madness.

It’s like the process you use to shape the Holy Light.

Of course, this matter needs professionals."

"Hmm, I have a very suitable candidate here."

Murphy blinked and said:

"In a few days, we’re going to have a talk with Mr. Crow."