My Players Are So Fierce-Chapter 422

Chapter 422: Carpe Holiday – Women of Transia Are Not to Be Trifled With (2)

When Major Ron woke up the next morning on his comfortable bed, he sat up with a relaxed feeling after being fully rested, his fatigue completely gone as he yawned.

While rubbing his eyes planning to go wash up, he put on his coat and walked out of the bedroom, then was terrified.

“How did you get yourself in this state!”

The Major looked in shock at Colonel Frayzer sitting in the living room chair.

This guy was drunk with a half-empty bottle of alcohol beside him, his proper coat thrown on the floor, expensive shoes scattered left and right, and his costly shirt covered in wine stains.

This was absolutely not the kind of terrible appearance that should be seen on the Carpe family heir, yet it happened.

“Hey! Did I miss any exciting drama last night?”

Ron hurried forward to check the situation, then found that Frayzer wasn’t actually drunk, or rather, he hadn’t drunk much, as there was still more than half left in the bottle, so at most this guy had only had a few drinks.

But just this much had reduced him to such a state, fully demonstrating that the real reason for his dejected appearance wasn’t the alcohol.

Facing Ron’s inquiry, Frayzer remained silent.

The Major was at a loss for what to do, but fortunately they still had two hours before their scheduled talk with Governor Murphy from last night, so Major Ron quickly contacted the only person he could reach at Crimson Citadel who could help at this moment.

A dozen minutes later, with the neighing of a warhorse, the energetic “Honorary Vanguard Officer of the Torrent Knights”, the proud blonde lady knight Becky galloped over fiercely to help her weak and troubled fiance.

When she kicked open the door, Major Ron, who had already helped Frayzer change clothes, stared dumbfounded at the standard vampire-style armor Miss Becky was wearing.

He exclaimed:

“The noble young lady of the Seville family has joined the vampires?! My goodness! This weird place Transia is really beyond words in every aspect.”

“You’re overthinking it, this is just a gift from my grandfather to his most beloved granddaughter.”

Becky didn’t care about these things.

She strode forward holding her cool vulture battle helmet, and as soon as she got close, she frowned at the smell of alcohol on Frayzer.

As a female knight who strictly held herself to the classical knight’s code, Miss Becky disliked men who indulged in wanton pleasure.

This was completely different from her impression of Frayzer.

“Dear Liwen, help out please.”

She said to her aide, and the black-haired black-eyed half-dragon knight shrugged, snapping her fingers.

A wisp of cyan spirit energy quickly transformed into a cool breeze that swirled around Frayzer, its refreshing sensation entering his mind made the dejected colonel instantly clear-headed, no longer able to numb his disappointment and frustration with alcohol.

And after he sobered up, he saw the angry face of Becky crouching in front of him, staring at him with a “deeply disappointed” look.

“Sigh, I messed up.”

Frayzer said in a low voice:

“Miriam broke ties with me, but that’s not the issue. The real problem is that I can’t understand why she was so angry. I suddenly realized that I actually don’t understand her at all.”

“Ha, I knew it!”

Upon hearing this answer, Becky who had been angry just now immediately broke into a big grin.

She beckoned to the disgruntled Knight Liwen, who helplessly took out a gold coin from her waist pouch and placed it in Becky’s hand.

This was a bet.

Becky bet with her that Frayzer would come eagerly but leave in disappointment, and facts proved that Becky’s strange mind really had talent in these matters.

She had almost perfectly predicted Frayzer’s current defeated state.

And this scene also made Colonel Frayzer furious, having suffered repeated blows he somewhat lost control of his emotions and roared:

“You! You actually bet on your fiance’s miserable experience? Becky oh Becky! What kind of blonde demon are you!”

“I just wanted to prove that I’m actually not stupid, and facts have proved that among the three of us in this complicated relationship, I’m not the most foolish one.

This makes me feel pleased.”

Becky sat down in a nearby chair, skillfully crossing her legs, striking a “boss pose” commonly used by little players.

She relaxed her hands on the sides of the chair, displaying an attitude of “overwhelming dominance”, and snorted, saying under Major Ron’s gaze of watching the show while leaning against the wall:

“I knew long ago that you would get snubbed by Miriam, you’re right, Frayzer, you actually don’t understand her at all.

You only know that Miriam was born into a poor family, know about her early life experiences, know about her struggles in Transia and how she got lucky meeting Governor Murphy and then rose to prosperity.

You think you’ve understood Miriam’s inner heart, however, she is much more complex than you imagine.

The simplest point is that after becoming close friends with her, I gradually realized that hidden beneath Miriam’s delicate exterior is a soul that is more resilient and stronger than me, than you, than everyone in this room combined.

The locals call their Crimson Regent a model for all women.

They aren’t saying that casually!

You think you helped Miriam find her origins, brought her true noble bloodline and glory, allowing her to legitimately leave the lower class.

You think you were helping her.

But you overlooked, or rather you never realized, that Miriam doesn’t need any of this!

She doesn’t need these recognitions and praises from others to live well, and in my view, pulling the current Miriam into our conservative closed circle would actually be insulting her.

She obtained a brighter future than 99% of nobles through her own efforts.

Preaching about the superiority of bloodline theory in front of someone who built themselves up from nothing, ignoring all their efforts and attributing their current achievements to some so-called ‘glorious bloodline’ left by an irresponsible father.

Ha, my poor Frayzer, are you sure you’re pursuing and trying to please a woman, rather than insulting her in the most pathetic way?

But look on the bright side.”

Becky played with her golden hair, saying with a strange smile:

“After you presented your carefully prepared ‘gift’, the fact that Miriam didn’t grab Iron Warden and blow your brains out proves you really do hold a special place in her heart. Therefore, you should feel proud.

She shows no courtesy to other men.”

“???”

These words made Frayzer fall silent, but made Major Ron beside him widen his eyes. He finally understood the cause and effect, exclaiming:

“So, that Regent Miriam is actually descended from Silan nobility? She has noble blood, she’s one of us? Ha! So that’s it! No wonder Frayzer can’t forget about her, such an identity could indeed convince Count Leon to accept her.

Frayzer’s little calculations were really clever.”

“So, you’re also an idiot dominated by male pride!”

Becky glanced at Major Ron with disdain, snorting and saying:

“You completely failed to understand what I just said! Listen well, you two guys, Lady Miriam taught me not to view myself as an appendage of men, and even more not to lower my personality to the level of a cake for you to use at will.

I thought I was determined and brave enough before, but facts proved that my past self was just a coward pretending to be brave while not understanding bravery at all.

She is the true warrior!

She taught me what real resistance means, which is to thoroughly defeat you in the fields that you’re good at and even dominate!

Frayzer’s most stupid part is that he does like Miriam, but he used the most foolish way to pursue her.

He placed his bloodline above his love, even when seeking a partner he could only proceed to the next step based on whether Miriam was a member of ‘our’ circle!

Does he dare say that his search for Beverly family inheritance rights for Miriam was just to help poor Lady Cynthia reclaim what she deserves?

No!

He definitely had a part of his reason being that his upbringing wouldn’t allow him to spend his life with a commoner lady.

He’s been harmed too deeply by bloodline theory.

The saying that blood brings glory has blinded his eyes, hmph, no wonder Professor Malcolm’s evaluation of you has always been not too high, Frayzer. You learned a lot at the Halfling university, but those didn’t manage to change your fundamental nature.

Although you appear courteous and humble when dealing with people, that’s just part of what you consider noble demeanor rather than because you truly respect the working masses.

Well, I have to admit, I used to be such a person too.

Hypocritical yet feeling noble, extravagant yet feeling humble, foolish yet pretending to be wise, slow yet not hiding clumsiness.

But under my grandfather’s correction I’ve already seen through all this illusion, I’ve seen with my own eyes how the lower class in Transia are granted titles and their growth, which made me realize our ancestors were just people like them, and the blood flowing in our veins is not much nobler than those so-called blood with ‘soil smell’.

We’re just self-proclaiming nobility, and trying to divide the world into different classes with status or honor and make the world operate according to our ideas, but do you know what?

The world has its own rules, the only ones truly bound are ourselves!

This is too stupid.

Just like monkeys wearing human clothes thinking they’ve become human too.”

Becky shrugged, saying:

“Blood has never made people naturally noble! Even the Elven royal family wouldn’t treat their kindred so arrogantly. So stop gilding yourself, Frayzer, you should remember, before your grandfather’s generation, the Carpe family was just a fallen noble family.

Lady Tris has told me that story more than once.

When your grandfather met Lady Tris he was so poor he couldn’t even afford an inn, having only a title and name, at that time Mr. Skanderbeg’s only thought each day was filling his stomach.

If you and Miriam’s positions were switched,

You couldn’t achieve even one-tenth of what she has, from this point of view, in front of her, you are the real weakling, you need to recognize your situation!

Therefore fix your mindset and position.

You need to recognize this point, Miriam isn’t one of those silly sweethearts in stories, just lying in her chamber waiting for your favor.

She is the Regent of Transia!

Over 200,000 people are under her management.

One order from her can keep your superior Marshal Loren awake all night, and one contract from her can make the Wolf Queen initiate reforms affecting an entire country!

That’s something even your father would find hard to achieve.

With such comparison, your pursuit was never much easier than pushing a rock uphill, um, that story is really interesting, you should go listen to it from Professor Malcolm.

Liwen, what was the protagonist of that story called?”

“Sisyphus, Miss.”

Knight Liwen answered calmly:

“You’re right, Colonel Frayzer and Major Ron should both go listen to Professor Malcolm’s lectures, it would help wash away the deeply rooted arrogance of noble men in their hearts.

Lady Miriam’s break with you was just telling you that your approach doesn’t work in Transia! And love isn’t something noble figures bestow as a reward to Cinderella of humble birth.”

“Heh, look at our proud Frayzer, like a rooster beaten in a fight.”

Becky stood up and lifted Frayzer’s chin, the blonde lady knight gently kissed his forehead, saying in a voice only the two of them could hear:

“Sorry, Frayzer, but not only have you lost Miriam’s favor, I also no longer approve of you like before. Because I suddenly realized you had also insulted my personality in the same way before.

Professor Malcolm has been learning some strange knowledge lately, he told me that people cannot betray their class, frankly speaking, I don’t quite understand these complex principles.

But I can guess, if you had to choose between your family and Miriam, you definitely wouldn’t choose Miriam.

So, what I mean is, give up!

Your level is too low.

You’ll be mercilessly crushed by Miriam, in practical terms, as someone who’s been through it, I’ll tell you that feeling really sucks.

Of course, our contract is still valid.

If you can’t gain Miriam’s favor, and can’t conquer my mind that has already broken through boundaries and can only vent a weak man’s anger through conquering my body, I’m still happy to become your bride~

But would you do that? My proud senior.”

After dropping these words, Becky put her hands on her hips and let out an evil laugh like a great villain, then very ladylike curtsied goodbye to the silent Frayzer and dumbfounded Ron, swaggering away with Knight Liwen who had a subtle expression.

The two men stared at each other wide-eyed in the room.

After several minutes, Major Ron rubbed his chin and said:

“Uh, frankly speaking, I neither understand nor comprehend, but I’m greatly shocked. Frayzer, Transia really is a weird place, right?

Not only are the men here crazy, even the women are so wild, and your little follower Miss Becky has undoubtedly been influenced by their unorthodox thoughts.

Considering family inheritance, I think you should quickly take Miss Becky back, it won’t do to let her stay here any longer.”

“You want me to kidnap his most beloved granddaughter right under the noses of the Nantes Ranger, Holy Grail Knight and Crimson Civilian Protection Officer?”

Frayzer said quietly:

“Do you think our lives just starting out are too boring, so you want to up the difficulty for ourselves?

My Silver Guard told me that even the four of them together would be no match for Sir Kudel, that legendary knight’s strength has broken through again and is infinitely close to the Golden rank, he just needs to cross one threshold to reach that power’s peak.

Moreover, there’s also a Spirit Sovereign stationed in Crimson Citadel.”

“Then what can we do?”

Major Ron spread his hands helplessly, complaining:

“Your cooked duck has grown wings and flown away, and the swan you wanted to catch no longer pays attention to you, if this continues you’ll become all alone.”

“Tch, I’m only 30, I’m still very young.”

Frayzer stood up grinding his teeth.

Walking to the window looking at Crimson Citadel in the dawn light outside, he unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, his mind echoing with Miriam’s anger and helplessness when telling him to get out last night.

That was the first time in his life he had been treated like this by a woman.

Very well!

Woman! You’ve successfully attracted my attention, young master here is going to butt heads with you!

“Clean up and prepare to talk with Governor Murphy, although private matters aren’t going smoothly, public affairs can’t be delayed because of this.”

Frayzer took a deep breath, calming himself down.

He tried hard to recover his former shrewdness and capability, turning back to tell Ron:

“Today we must settle the matters of garrison and duty allocation, also, if possible, we need to reach a series of mutual assistance agreements with Governor Murphy”

“Uh, I know I shouldn’t bring this up at this time, but have you considered that these agreements likely won’t be discussed with us by Governor Murphy.”

Major Ron said in a low voice:

“Regent Miriam is the one really in charge, which means, you’ll have to engage in a battle of wits with the woman who humiliated you last night.

Can you really do it?”

“Of course I can!”

Frayzer flexed his shoulders like a combative lion, his eyes flashing with a certain light, he said:

“I’m full of fighting spirit now.”

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“Tsk tsk tsk, I like how this story is developing, what about you?”

In the office of Blood Vulture Halls, Murphy leaned back in his chair embracing Grand Duchess Tris.

The core orb in front of them was projecting Colonel Frayzer’s exasperated appearance, and beside them sat a bucket of “caramel popcorn” just developed by the chef Star Soul Eagle.

This posture looked exactly like an old married couple watching their favorite show.

Facing Murphy’s inquiry, Tris rolled her eyes, picked up some popcorn from beside her and tossed it into her mouth, saying:

“Indeed, this is much more interesting than the traditional plot of a prince charming meeting Cinderella. Sigh, Skanderbeg’s grandson is actually already considered outstanding among the noble circle, but unfortunately he encountered the ‘modern independent woman’ Miriam who doesn’t play by conventional rules.

I have to admit, when it comes to personality guidance, my little Murphy is simply a genius.”

“I’m humbled, I only played an insignificant role in this.”

Murphy embraced his girlfriend, saying very modestly:

“It’s mainly because Miriam had good foundations.

You know, during her three years of study at Shaldor University, although she studied things she wasn’t interested in before, she didn’t waste her time.

Knowledge!

Only knowledge can arm a strong mind and give spirit its most basic dignity. How can those who are foolish even understand the meaning of independent personality, let alone hope for them to maintain their last dignity?

After all, those who only know how to make scenes and like to stir up trouble for no reason cannot be called independent women.”