My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2132 - 711: A Gloomy Afternoon in Rhenia

"This has already been a great help, thank you for your assistance, Lord."

The professor immediately took his leave, rushing off to handle these important matters.

During this period, through Taylor, Old Flywheel’s paramour with a vast network in the black market, they had gathered many forbidden goods, including a batch of nearly scrapped walking machines. However, how to transport them out of Charldo Harbor was a big problem.

With Lord Paryen’s help now, at least this batch of goods was secured.

Given Lord Paryen’s personality, he typically wouldn’t get involved in such matters. But the situation at Blackflame Mountain Pass relied entirely on the Transia People turning the tide, and under such circumstances, even the lord had to carry a bit of "social debt."

He took one last look at the still serene Charldo Harbor from the balcony and glanced at his unfinished painting. Lord Paryen shook his head, casually adding a few finishing touches to the canvas, transforming the smoke clouding the city into the menacing face of a clawed demon.

This reflected his current mindset.

He left this painting here, turned away from the balcony toward his room to pack, only to find Little Sheron holding a peculiar mechanical squirrel at his room door.

Seeing Lord Paryen approach, Little Sheron shrank back fearfully but still spoke:

"Lord, the situation in Transylvania is dire, isn’t it? Can I return with you? I can’t continue wasting time here. The people of Xike Territory are under the threat of war, and as their lord, I must..."

"You should stay here!"

Lord Paryen gazed down at the little vampire before him.

He wasn’t very good at dealing with children, but at this moment, the lord patiently explained:

"It’s not only because your adaptable uncle has become the pivotal figure for the Transia People gathering resources at Charldo Harbor, but because even you, without realizing it, have a job here that’s more important than you think.

I ask you, Ellen.

In the past few days, have you still encountered that strange Spiritual Body while creating engineering items?"

"Uh, I have, but it doesn’t want to communicate with me."

Ellen said awkwardly:

"If I actively seek it out, it will vanish, only appearing suddenly when I’m not paying attention. I feel it’s observing me, but with so many mechanics in the city, I don’t quite understand why it’s so interested in me."

Lord Paryen did not respond.

He crouched down, looking into Little Sheron’s eyes, saying:

"I perhaps shouldn’t tell you this, burden you with such a weight, but since it has noticed you, it signifies you possess some ’aptitude.’

It’s not the Evil God, Ellen.

It’s a special presence that’s hard for me to describe in words.

I’ve forgotten all about it, yet I remain deeply familiar with it. Long ago, it was one of the protective forces for this world.

It is by no means evil.

I don’t know who awakened it or guided it to Charldo Harbor, but I estimate it might have something to do with the greatest mechanic among the Half-body Men, Lord Bach.

Sadly, even until Lord Bach’s passing, he never disclosed this secret.

But remember, being noticed by it is an honor, especially for vampires like us burdened with original sin; it very likely signifies some potential for ’redemption.’

You can’t comprehend all of this yet.

But trust me, your presence here is far more important than accompanying me back to Transylvania."

"Ah?"

Upon hearing the lord’s words, Ellen was momentarily bewildered. She glanced at the mechanical squirrel she crafted as a leisure toy in her hand, then raised her head to ask:

"Does it have a name?"

"Yes."

The lord, for a moment, rubbed the edges of his brow, searching through fragments of ancient memories to retrieve the name, he softly said:

"It should have one; I remember calling it ’Eden.’

"What a strange name." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Ellen shrugged, feeling somewhat disheartened:

"But I still can’t understand why it chose me. Do I have some special talent I’ve yet to discover? My mechanical creation skills barely reach average here at Charldo Harbor, at most a skilled apprentice."

"It’s unrelated to your skills, Ellen; the power it represents is far beyond what these Half-body Men’s engineering can interpret."

Lord Paryen stood up, extending his hand to pat Little Sheron’s head.

He said:

"It might have something to do with your lineage; you are Murphy’s descendant."

"But I’ve already drunk the Origin Blood."

"For Eden, however, you are Murphy’s spokesperson in Charldo Harbor... Remember, utilize this identity wisely."