Chapter 154: Strongest Mercenary

Surrey Docks.

This was once the largest and most prosperous port in the world in the nineteenth century.

But now there was only a pile of dilapidated ruins and a construction site under demolition.

It was not easy to find a few werewolves here, but Murphy didn't need to find them himself.

On a deserted crane tower at the highest point of the dock, Murphy released thousands of lightning crows, "Go, find them."

"Caw! Moga!" The crows cheered the name of their new king, like a black cloud, circling in the air for a while, and scattered.

Ten minutes later, a bolt of lightning struck an old warehouse. Murphy spent ten seconds solving the sleep problem of seven werewolves, and then brought little Ares back to the Magic Research Institute.

The battle had no suspense, and he didn't kill those werewolves just to let them lead him to the main werewolf force.

These werewolves had caused enough trouble, and he was prepared to solve them all at once.

Little Ares's organs were also on the verge of failure, but fortunately, the magic potion configured with Dittany Promoting Factor was completed quickly. After using it on little Ares, Patrick, and others, their conditions soon improved.

The next day, all the patients, including Patrick, woke up.

Murphy went to see Patrick.

The latter had just gotten out of the hospital bed and was doing various movements under the guidance of medical staff. Seeing Murphy, he said, "I heard, I have become a werewolf?"

Murphy nodded, "We are researching a potion that has hope of suppressing the werewolf virus so that it no longer breaks out. Look at the bright side, it at least made your body stronger."

"That's true, I feel like I'm ten years younger, as if my whole body is full of strength." Patrick said, trying to lift the hospital bed, but the latter remained motionless.

"Of course, perhaps not as strong as you imagine." Murphy said.

The two were silent for a while, and Patrick suddenly said, "Thank you for saving us. I heard you went to the United States to catch some lizard..."

"Sorry, they told me quite a bit, but I haven't understood it for the time being." Patrick said, suddenly asking, "Is this the real world?"

Murphy frowned, just about to explain, but the latter suddenly smiled, "Just kidding, I know this is the real world. It's just that the things I heard just now are a bit beyond imagination, but since I have experienced those things personally... it seems there is nothing I can't accept."

"By the way, I still like your original appearance. Who exactly is this face?"

Murphy was currently using Boris's appearance. Hearing this, his body suddenly changed and he restored his original appearance, "How did you... do you still remember those?"

"They said I was injected with magic potion. Because my body had never used magic power, when I first possessed magic power, there would be a magic rampage? That's roughly the word. In short, they said maybe because of this, I recovered some memories that were once interfered with by magic power."

"Although, I always felt something was wrong. In my impression, you always seemed to be smaller than your actual appearance. Now I finally understand why."

"Sorry." Murphy didn't know what to say for a while.

He tampered with Patrick's memories and also caused his family to almost die at the hands of werewolves because of his involvement.

He probably understood how the vague sense of guilt came about when Patrick asked him to be little Ares's godfather that day.

Like this, and still call each other friends? Still be the godfather of someone's child?

Patrick walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "So, are you really a wizard?"

Murphy smiled, "Genuine."

"Honestly, I still don't quite believe it, unless you turn a pigeon out for me on the spot..."

"No pigeon, is a raven okay?"

After speaking, several ravens suddenly flew out from behind Murphy, and two of them landed on his shoulders.

"Oh!" Patrick was just joking, but at this moment he was really shocked.

Hearing about magic from others is one thing, but seeing it with his own eyes is another feeling.

"You really are a wizard."

After bringing a little bit of magic shock to Patrick, Murphy went to see his security supervisor, Ladwan Perry.

The remaining fourteen security personnel had listened to the Muggle researchers of the institute for more than an hour, but they were still confused.

"I still don't understand, why did those werewolves attack us?"

That Muggle researcher was about to explain the habits of werewolves in detail, but Murphy went up and interrupted him, "Because someone is unhappy with me and wants to get rid of me."

"But they can't do it, so they took my partners as a breakthrough."

Ladwan looked at him, "So, nine of our people died, because of you?"

"No, because of my enemies."

"But you didn't tell us the enemy would be werewolves."

"I also didn't tell you I was a wizard. Do you need to know the identity of the employer? Do you need the employer to tell you the enemy's information in detail to work?"

Ladwan was speechless for a moment. Indeed, in most cases, they really didn't need the other party to provide this information, but...

"Even if I told you my judgment—in fact, I reminded you to be vigilant on that day—but my judgment is not a prophecy. Even if you knew you would deal with creatures like werewolves, you didn't know the number of the other party, not to mention, there were stronger ones among the enemies..."

"Of course, you can say, if you had known the risks in advance, you might not have taken this job."

"But, everyone, I gave you two to three times the remuneration of your peers. If it was just to deal with ordinary risks, why would I need you? Who couldn't do it?"

Ladwan was silent.

Selling one's life for money was their job, and "how much risk, how much reward" was vividly reflected in this line of work.

Since the other party paid enough, he really had nothing to complain about.

"Regarding the deceased team members, my mood is the same as yours." Murphy said, "I will give enough pension. But that's not enough. I will make those werewolves pay in blood."

"What do you want to do?" Ladwan asked.

You?

Heh.

Murphy didn't answer him, but asked: "You have fought with werewolves, how does it feel?"

"Very difficult to deal with." Someone said, "They don't seem to be afraid of ordinary bullets, and they can recover after being injured."

"Damn it, I only had a pistol in my hand at the time. If I had a shotgun, I would have smashed their dog heads to see if they could still recover!"

"Their speed and strength far exceed ordinary people, and they seem to possess natural night vision. Fighting at night, even with heavy weapons, it is difficult for us to gain an advantage."

Murphy nodded, "What if you could also transform into werewolves? You should know that you are also infected with werewolf syndrome now, right?"

"Isn't it said that transforming into a werewolf will lose your mind?" Someone asked.

"Losing your mind is due to the influence of the demonized rabies virus. But it can be suppressed by Wolfsbane Potion."

"Is there any way to cure this virus? I don't want to become a monster." Someone said.

"Even if after transformation, you will possess strength and speed far exceeding ordinary people, and it will be very difficult to be killed?"

The other party was silent.

Well, compared to the benefits that can be brought by transforming into a werewolf, just becoming ugly during battle doesn't seem to be too big a problem.

"Moreover, we can also adjust everyone's werewolf syndrome. Combined with magic potion, you can complete the transformation at any time without waiting for the full moon." Murphy said, "Imagine, being able to transform into a werewolf at any time, possessing all the gains of a werewolf, but without losing your mind. At the same time, you can still use your combat skills."

"Everyone, you are already the strongest mercenaries in the world."

The security personnel from mercenary backgrounds looked at each other, and they had been persuaded.

"What are 'we' going to do?" Ladwan asked again.

Murphy smiled. Asking like this was right.

"First, let's go and solve those troublesome Aurors."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 155 =====