That evening, Murphy received a message from Mirian.
She had completed three days of negotiations with the financial representatives of the Kingdom of Nordtov and signed a memorandum and a series of agreements. She would set off to return to Scarlet Castle after dinner that night.
Murphy was quite pleased with this.
The red-haired Mirian was growing more and more accustomed to her role. The village headman's illegitimate daughter, who had once hated vampires, could now represent a vampire lord without the slightest psychological burden and genuinely take part in "continental politics," a circle she had once considered beyond her reach.
Compared with her progress, the "progress" made by Maxim, Adele, and himself during this time really was a bit depressing.
So, was the legend true?
After becoming vampires and receiving eternal life from Midnight, did they lose the quick-witted, studious talent of humans, turning lazy and unmotivated like other supernatural races?
No wonder he had no interest in complicated psionic studies. So that was what had happened: he'd changed races and wasted away his ability to learn.
Ah, it shouldn't be like this.
Murphy felt a little melancholy, but quickly cheered up. As usual, after reviewing all the quests the NPCs had issued to the players that day, he began his nightly patrol of the territory.
The recently cleared Gloomy Barony had little left to see. The situation in Baron Morland's lands, where the Witch Hunters were precisely tracking down their targets, was also steadily improving, so Murphy went to Baron Lim's lands.
He had no doubt about the players' enthusiasm for clearing out the gnolls. Their unwavering diligence showed in the constantly updating individual leaderboard.
An hour ago, Cat Brother, currently in first place, had already broken 1,300 points, while Sister Pomegranate, close behind, had reached 1,290.
That