The Fourth Calamity: My Players Reforge Order
Chapter 883

Comparisons Could Kill a Man-or Get a Corpse Thrown Away

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The man was dressed in old-fashioned aristocratic casual wear, and his small mustache showed obvious signs of grooming; he was clearly the Muller that Ed had created based on his first impression.

When this guy is mentioned, although most of the time people think of a giant worm, his appearance was actually quite acceptable at first.

Upon seeing a man with an extraordinary aura approaching, both the players and the Blood Corpse stopped arguing and focused their attention on him.

The first to notice something was wrong was Gray, an outsider. Although his demeanor seemed far removed from madness, he could still faintly smell the blood on Muller.

Looking at the eyes again, sure enough, they were a deep, blood-red color.

He immediately placed the wheelchair carrying Bennett in front of him, while gesturing for his wife to step behind him:

"You're Blood Corpse?!"

He questioned loudly, trying to alert the Soul Returner around him.

At the same time, the two counts who also sensed something amiss had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

There are never any loyal subjects or filial sons among those who become vampire nobles. It's impossible for them not to have any thoughts when a fellow vampire appears in front of them.

Upon hearing this, the players from Soaring Sky Studio instantly entered battle mode, only to have someone suddenly shout:

"This seems to be a new NPC; I just saw it on the forum."

The group looked at [ Soaring Clouds 2882 ], then at Gray, and chose to trust their companions, all putting down their weapons.

At this moment, Muller also realized that his identity had been exposed, but he had long since become Ed's loyal son, so he placed his hand on his chest and said in a gentle tone:

"Please be patient, everyone. I am Müller-chan Adrian. I am indeed Blood Corpse, but my lineage father is Lord Ed. I will not only not attack you, but will also do my best to help you according to his instructions."

The players exchanged puzzled glances, and one of them tentatively asked:

What is your rank?

Muller made no attempt to hide his opinion:

I am a marquis.

"Hiss!"

Upon hearing this, the players all gasped in unison.

They were all employees of Soaring Sky Studio, so they naturally knew how much effort it would take to capture an earl.

Now, a marquis has actually been successfully tamed and brainwashed by Ed, which shocks everyone while also arousing a sense of longing:

The mere presence of Luoli has already increased everyone's work efficiency so much; if only we could have a marquess at our beck and call someday...

I can't even imagine!

At this moment, Luoli and Bennett also realized the faction affiliation of the "comrade" in front of them.

Whether it's true or not, we can't treat the other party as a fellow Blood Corpse now.

only...

Why is he able to live so comfortably, even though they are both Blood Corpse?

Bennett, being the most pathetic of the Blood Corpse nobles, naturally paid close attention to this, while Luoli clearly had other priorities:

"Hey... Müller-chan, what's your lineage?"

Luoli mustered his courage and asked, naturally receiving a useless answer:

" Adrian Lineage."

As someone who embodies both flattery and submissiveness, Luoli knows what the name " Adrian " (surname) represents.

He asked in confusion:

"And before that? Which lineage did you belong to before Ed Lord Ed's ranks?"

Muller sighed upon hearing this:

"I have many mistakes and regrets from the past, and I no longer wish to bring them up."

"Since you've asked so sincerely, I might as well tell you."

My previous lineage was called --

Rosalind.

Holy crap, Rosalind!

The moment they heard that name, everyone saw Luoli and Bennett both shudder.

Using his hands, which could move slightly within the limited space, Luoli grabbed the rear wheels of the wheelchair and began to push backward, trying to get as far away from Muller as possible as possible.

As for Bennett, who was bound even more tightly, he had given up struggling and slumped in his wheelchair, awaiting Descent.

No wonder the two prisoners acted so dramatically—as a group of earls who had just gained intelligence, roughly understood the vampire system, but lacked sufficient power, Rosalind's lineage reputation had already spread throughout them.

The two were in a situation similar to a human meeting a polite chef, finding the chef's appearance and manners impeccable, and casually asking his name, only to be told that the chef's name was Hannibal.

Anyone would run away in that situation.

Seeing the two men lose their composure, Muller sighed:

"That's all in the past. Now I'm my father's son, and I'll do whatever he tells me to do."

As he spoke, he strode forward and personally picked up Luoli, who had fallen out of his wheelchair, and put him back in the chair.

Seeing the utterly despondent Luoli Soaring Clouds, Muller pushed the wheelchair back into the hands of the leading player.

Muller looked around at everyone, not feeling at all that there was anything wrong with him, a Blood Corpse, standing among humans.

He said with a faint smile:

"My father sent me to greet our two distinguished guests."

He glanced at Gray and the other man and said:

"But I've also heard about your dispute. The reason you're arguing is essentially because there aren't enough earls."

Everyone nodded, Muller then looked at Gray:

"Esteemed guest, Blood Corpse is not on Father's invitation list. Since you wish to see Father, why not lend this one to these Soul Returner first?"

Gray looked down and met Bennett's gaze.

Gray nodded.

Bennett shook his head.

Gray placed his hand on the stun gun lever.

Bennett head.

"Rest in peace, Old Bei. This is the price you have to pay for your slip of the tongue."

The slip of the tongue just now naturally refers to the situation where Bennett, seeing Luoli, blurted out his inner thoughts, "Hurry up and shock him!"

Bennett agreed, but a bitter smile, as if he were facing certain death, appeared on his face.

Having successfully tamed the Blood Corpse, Gray pushed the wheelchair into the hands of the Soul Returner captain in front of him:

"This Blood Corpse is still young and doesn't know any better. You Soul Returner can use it as you please; I won't mind at all."

With that, Gray handed the wheelchair to the Soul Returner and said:

"Once you're done using it, you can send it to the castle or the Antasia. There will be no charge; consider it his apology."

He looked at the two groups of Soul Returner and said:

"After your normal handover, if you don't have any vampire supplies, you can use mine. You can use them freely while I'm staying at the Second Holy See."

Upon hearing that there would be an extra vampire count available, and that it was free, the players immediately erupted in excitement.

" Gray, you're such a good person!"

" Gray! What amazing stuff did you bring this time? I'm going to buy it all!"

" Gray, is the robotic arm still under warranty? Mine seems to be a bit broken..."

Amid cheers from the players, Muller led Gray and Nora toward the castle.

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