When it came to this matter, Miss Phemys spoke with a strange tone:
"Although I don't know what you're doing with these useless things, I've given you the help you need, Murphy. Don't be ungrateful."
"Collecting luxurious items is just my personal hobby, and that isn't even a weapon! Do I plan to kill dangerous enemies with that?"
Murphy spread his hands and replied in a slightly teasing tone:
"Look at me, a fringe figure, willingly sacrificing my life for your goals and you aren't even willing to give the last bit of charity? Is this how your father taught you about the dignity of us midnight aristocrats?\
Besides, I'm not asking for much!"
He held up two fingers in front of the young lady, announcing his conditions:
"Twenty sets of family escort leather armor and corresponding weapons, both melee and ranged, it doesn't even have to be particularly good. I need to arm my servants, it's the only way they will last longer in front of enemies.\
Don't think I'm demanding too much.
You see, if we all die, you can still recycle these supplies."
"Take back your disgusting joke! Unrespectful Murphy! Do you think of me as a roadside beggar? How could I allow my subordinates to use things you've used?
To take from the dead?
This is so undignified!"
Miss Phemys, who highly values decorum, said in disgust:
"And you only have two servants plus three witch-hunter prisoners, where do you need twenty sets of armor?"
"I have recruited many Blood Servants who have been harmed by witch-hunters along the way. As long as I summon them, they who are loyal and angry will rush to my side."
Murphy blinked his eyes and pointed at the group of elite vampires whispering in the darkness not far away. He said:
"And I personally also need a powerful set of commander's equipment to show my status in the eyes of my servants. Perhaps I can borrow a set from them.\
Also, I've been studying the summoning of creatures from another world recently. If there are similar psychic notepads or family swordsmanship notepads, maybe I could take a look."
At this, Miss Phemys looked at Murphy with a peculiar expression. After a few seconds, she said:
"Is it worthwhile? You only have three days to prepare, Murphy. You are no genius, otherwise you wouldn't be such a failure. However, in my view, the unfavorable opinions of family members about you are somewhat biased.\
At least the ambush you planned in the rubble of Morlan village was worth mentioning."
The young lady was indeed quite sharp-tongued.
But she was also fair enough not to overlook Murphy's victory, as other vampires might do. After considering for a moment, she nodded and said:
"Alright, I will provide everything you need, but you must hand your witch-hunter prisoners over to me."
She pointed at the three witch-hunters by the fire and said:
"We've already captured one, but it's not enough.\
My interrogator needs to dig out all the information about the White Oak Battle Group from their minds. Those causing havoc everywhere in Transylvania, backed by Circle Tower and General Loren, pose a significant threat.
Consider it an exchange, Murphy.
Deal?"
Murphy didn't hesitate much and nodded, saying:
"Deal! Thank you for your mercy, miss, a beautiful and generous lady like you will definitely be rewarded. The Mother of the Night will surely protect you."