Chapter 195 - 17: Lich 2

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Chapter 195 of "The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!" opens with exciting events: Chapter 195: Chapter 17: Lich 2 Everything went quietly as Gray handed bags of flour to... Continue reading!

Chapter 195: Chapter 17: Lich 2 Everything went quietly as Gray handed bags of flour to the queued-up poor. The Black Cat whispered, "I’m increasingly feeling Catherine was right... Aren’t you going to ask what I mean?" "I know what you mean," Gray softly replied. The Black Cat said no more and quietly stayed inside the armor. With his head bowed, Gray continued handing bags of flour to the poor. Each time he handed one over, he would say, "May the Holy Spirit bless you." And those poor people would hold the bag with both hands, nodding in response. Some were humble, some were flustered, some were nervous, some were insincere, and some looked on with greedy eyes... They showed all sorts of reactions. Soon, the flour was all distributed, leaving only an empty pushcart. However, there were still many poor people who hadn’t received any. They looked at Gray longingly. Food production in the north was far lower than in the south; in an age dominated by agriculture, the north was much poorer than the south. As the capital of the Gustav Empire, more than thirty percent of Black Dragon City was actually composed of poor people. However, compared to those in years of natural disaster, they temporarily faced no immediate survival crisis. "Holy Knight, will you come back tomorrow?" A ragged-clothed child who had queued for a long time but received nothing asked. Gray hesitated for a moment, then gently stroked the child’s head and replied softly, "I’ll probably not be able to come tomorrow." "What about us?" "Someone else will take my place." "What if there’s no one?" "You must learn to live well on your own, work hard, live diligently even though life is not always pleasant. Maybe someone will bully you, maybe you’ll feel despair, but I hope, no matter how bad things get, you insist on kindness. Only in this way can the world become a better place." *The poor quietly listened. Maybe they didn’t really understand, maybe they were still only thinking about that bag of flour, but someone would understand. Although their numbers were very few, pitifully few, so few it made one despair.* *Sometimes the Black Cat even wondered, whose despair was truly the real despair: the poor’s or Gray’s.* Gray turned his face and asked Carl beside him, "How much money do we have left?" "Not much, only a few gold coins." "Convert all to copper coins and give them out." "Okay," Carl nodded. Turning around, Gray mounted his horse and spoke to the black-armored bodyguard, "Alright, my work is done, let’s go." The black-armored bodyguard silently saluted. Under the watchful eyes of the poor, the black-armored bodyguard led Gray slowly along the narrow alley, heading towards the Imperial Palace. ... In the afternoon, Black Dragon City was shrouded in low clouds. The wind gently swept across the plains, and the Gustav black dragon flag fluttered lightly in the wind. Gray handed over his sword and climbed the steps, once again standing before the Black Dragon Hall, meeting Cedric V’s gaze from afar. Taking steps forward, he walked into the Black Dragon Hall. Surrounded by black-armored bodyguards standing quietly, watching him. Step by step to the throne, Gray bent slightly, and made a devout sign of the cross over his chest. "Honorable Emperor Gustav, Your Majesty Cedric, it’s a pleasure to see you again." "I’m pleased to see you again too, cough, cough... Sir Holy Knight," Cedric V asked with a hoarse voice, "I wonder, have you considered my proposal? Have you thought it through? Over a month’s time is long enough." "I’ve carefully thought it over. I decline your offer," Gray said softly, "My oath, my faith, do not allow me to use them as bargaining chips." "If you refuse my offer, the outcome could be quite disastrous." "I know, but I stand by my faith. I will treat it as a test of my faith. If faith can be traded, then it is no longer faith. The holder of faith should never use personal safety as the criterion for decision. Whatever the consequences, I will accept them gladly." "What about those around you? If you are a saint, should you not prioritize their safety?" "The agreement I made with the Holy Spirit only involves me, not others. They were deceived by me; all the fault lies with me. They do not know my true identity. If you insist on venting your anger on them, punishing the innocent, then I will use all my power to protect them." "What protection will you use? The Holy Spirit will punish you, the Demon Lord will abandon you, what power do you still have to protect them?" Two huge black shadows slowly emerged on the huge dragon totem behind Cedric V. "Are you sure you want to do this?" A female voice sounded, followed closely by a male voice: "If you insist, we don’t mind pushing the strongest Holy Knight ever into the abyss. But if you can make some compromise, we can ensure your safety, ensure your current position. You can continue to pursue your so-called justice, of course, limited justice. Like the former Church, not the current Church. Think of your wife, think of your children. Maybe you should make a decision that suits their interests better." Gray stood quietly, the hall was silent, so quiet that even the slightest sound could be heard clearly. Gray and Cedric V quietly faced each other. ... Gentle sunlight quietly spilled. Shelley played in the yard with Richie. Richie held up a flower high, looking at the blue sky. Shelley stood beside him, smiling sweetly. ... Gray stood quietly, facing Cedric V. He softly said, "I want to be a model for my children, even if it leads to destruction, to be true to my conscience, rather than becoming someone he despises. I will do whatever it takes to protect my family, and at the same time, protect the hope in everyone’s heart. Justice cannot be bargained for; even if it disappears from this world, then until the last moment, I should still be a kind and upright knight who has never violated any oath, nor fallen into darkness." "Everyone will despise you. Will your justice still be justice?" "This is my promise to myself, it has nothing to do with others." "You will lose everything." "With faith in light, I never sought to gain anything." ... In the alley of Black Dragon City, members of the Silver Moon Knight Order were still busy distributing copper coins. Mallet laughed heartily, almost falling in love with this work. A few gold coins were indeed not much, but converted into copper coins, it amounted to several tens of thousands. For the poor, it was a considerable amount of money, enough to bring joy to many, lighting a bit of brightness in their hopeless lives, spreading some kindness. ... Catherine quietly watched over Salted Fish City’s castle. ... Andrew yawned, sitting on a bench on the balcony. Not far from him, Jones and Dora were overseeing the new pope signing off on new reform orders. ... Camilla rode her horse and patrolled the countryside like a Female Knight. ... King Allen’s son, Carey, and Bob were training as knights, charging back and forth in armor on horseback. Knocked off his horse, Bob laughed heartily, clutching his rear. ... In the palace, a boy who revered Gray as his godfather raised his wooden sword high and shouted: "Silver Moon Knights do not crave power! We are companions of justice! Honoring the sacred!" The wind blew across the land; only a few years ago, the Silver Moon Knights who could hardly ride a horse had transformed into the Silver Moon Knight Order. The seeds had been sown across the land. ... Vivian appeared behind Gray: "Vivian, the Succubus of the Silver Moon Knight Order, reporting to fulfill the oath!" "And me!" The Black Cat energetically flipped Gray’s visor, popping out of the armor, fur bristling as it shouted: "I too will do everything I can! You can destroy us, but you can never defeat us, never force us to compromise! You will not win!" Looking up, Gray softly said to the dragon’s phantom, "The Silver Moon Knight Order will never compromise, never yield. Regardless of how dire the situation, we will fight to the last moment!" The dragon’s phantom was silent. After a long time, the female voice could only say softly, "Alright, then I declare the negotiations are broken."

Chapter 195 - 17: Lich 2

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