Chapter 98 - 30: Sacred versus Sacred (3)

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Chapter 98 of "The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!" starts unveiling mysteries: Chapter 98: Chapter 30: Sacred versus Sacred (3) The sunset was descending, and Dean sat in... Keep reading!

Chapter 98: Chapter 30: Sacred versus Sacred (3) The sunset was descending, and Dean sat in the carriage traveling down the street, looking at everyone’s smiling faces, his expression full of hesitation. The troops of the Allen Kingdom and Duke Tangjis had already announced their withdrawal, the war had temporarily ceased, and the Holy Knight had returned to Lion King City. The crisis seemed to have resolved, and the entire Lion King City was immersed in a quiet, peaceful atmosphere. Everyone was immersed in their own small lives. Everything seemed to have returned to the usual tranquility, or more precisely, it was even more peaceful than usual. Because of the existence of the Silver Moon Knight Order, the public security in Lion King City had greatly improved. However, Dean knew very well that the real crisis was only just beginning. *The negotiations with Gray brought Dean nothing but negative emotions. Though there was some relief mixed in, the overall sentiment was undoubtedly negative.* "How am I supposed to report this to the Pope?" he sat in the carriage, thinking gloomily, "Do I just lay out the Holy Knight’s demands openly? The old men in the Cardinal Court would explode... But if I don’t lay it out, what can I say? Should I add some positive content? For example, the Holy Knight asked me to convey his greetings to the cardinals? Hahaha, alright, even I don’t believe that." "Or what? Tell them the Holy Knight’s demands are in full compliance with doctrines and their thoughts are not? Oh, that would soon make me not Bishop Isaac anymore. Not only would I not be Bishop Isaac, but maybe no church would let me in anymore. I’m not a Holy Knight; I can’t just ride in forcefully on a horse." Personally going to welcome Gray was actually Dean’s decision alone. After all, if you want to negotiate, you have to show some goodwill, right? If you want to talk about the true attitude of the Church toward Gray after the siege of Absburg... well, Dean wasn’t even allowed to live in Pearce Cathedral anymore. It wasn’t Gray who didn’t allow it, but the Church didn’t allow it, forbidding any clergy from living in Pearce Cathedral with Gray, as a way to show the Church’s attitude towards him. However, in reality, no one in Lion King City cared about the Church’s displayed attitude. In a short time, the influence of the Church had waned from its peak a few months ago to now, where it was almost unnoticed. With the invincible Holy Knight around, who still cares about the Church? Just for this entirely meaningless display of attitude, Dean had to obediently move himself and all clergy out of Pearce Cathedral and find rooms in another direction of Lion King City for everyone, including himself. Obviously, the tension between both sides had grown too big to be smoothed over by mere cunning. Even though he was a master of deceit, it was no use. ... Although the sun had set and the sky was gradually darkening, after the welcome ceremony and having met with Dean, Gray was enthusiastically ready to plunge into new work again. He seriously told everyone, "War may end evil, but ultimately it is only destruction. Next, let’s study how to truly make this world a better place!" Upon hearing his enthusiastic declaration, those present had nothing to say besides admiration. "Are you sure you don’t want to rest a bit?" Shelley asked concernedly, "It seems you haven’t had a good sleep in a month." "Uh... do I have to rest?" "Certainly." Black Cat muttered softly, "Gray, I think you should schedule some rest for yourself. Of course, I know you don’t need rest, but others do." "Alright..." Gray said helplessly, "Then let’s discuss how to make the world better tomorrow!" ... On his way from Pearce Cathedral to his residence, Dean thought, the more he thought, the more confused he became, and the more it gave him a headache. "If only Gray wasn’t so stubborn. But if he wasn’t stubborn, he wouldn’t be the admirable Holy Knight." "Sometimes I really don’t understand why the Church has to have so many complexities; wouldn’t it be easier to simply uphold justice?" "Alright, I actually understand. As an institution gets bigger, it involves more and more, and eventually, the faith it adheres to begins to distort. When choosing to accept more people, it actually means the faith starts to get adulterated. I hope Gray never turns out this way. One man’s justice is very perfect. It’s enough." "I’m just a guy who follows my heart, doing what’s within my ability for ’justice’ while securing my livelihood. I’ll just try to write a few good things about you to the Cardinal Court; that’s all I can do." Wobbling along, the slickest Bishop in history, Dean, returned to his residence—a place that looked somewhat old but was evidently quite luxurious in the past. ... The night in Lion King City was as quiet as ever. The soldiers who surrendered to Gray had been settled in a military camp one kilometer away from Lion King City. All treatments were the same as before, without any change. Besides deploying some original subordinates of Yilin, other idle barracks had been received by the troops Yilin brought to Lion King City. Those who participated in the war fell asleep early one by one, after all, war was a tiring thing. Especially wars involving Gray, where both allies and enemies were exhausted. Except, of course, Gray himself. When everyone was lost in dreams, Gray had already gathered Black Cat, Catherine, Vivian, Jones, Dora, and Tenidas in his room for a meeting. Yes, Tenidas was also there... "Our time is limited, the residents of Lion King City are calling for us! They need a better life! The Church will definitely not let this slide! We need to present results immediately for everyone to acknowledge us! Only then can we prove we are right! Tomorrow we’ll discuss this with Yilin anyway, since we don’t need sleep, let’s finalize a suitable plan tonight!" Black Cat felt like dying. "Why does the Lich always think that cats don’t need sleep?" Unfortunately, Gray selectively ignored its complaint. "Alright, let us battle towards Silver Moon!" exclaimed the spirited young Gray towards the silver moon. A circle of mythical creatures looked expressionless at the enthusiastic Gray. At this moment, probably only Bone Horse was excited. But it was a Bone Horse, so remaining "expressionless" was quite apt. ... While Gray was fighting through the night for the welfare of Lion King City’s residents, in another corner... "Hello, Bishop Isaac. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Andrew, the Chief Mage of the Mage Alliance. The Pope sent me to Lion King City on a mission to assist you. Of course, it could also be said that you’ll assist me." A voice suddenly sounded. Dean, who had just entered his room and hadn’t had time to light the lamps, turned around in fright. In the pitch-black room, a figure emerged from behind the curtains. Before Dean could recover from the shock, the man in a blue cloak appearing in front of him had already taken off his felt hat. Slanted silver moonlight streamed in from the window, illuminating the tall figure, pale skin, black long hair, dark eyes, an elegant and youthful face, and a pendant inscribed with "Krimasha." Of course, the most notable feature was the slightly trembling pointed ears. "Grand Master Andrew... Blood Elf?" Dean instantly recognized the man’s race. ... Outside the window, on a distant roof, Zeda slowly smiled, "Accurately speaking, a Blood Elf without holy faith." Blood Elves were one of the three major branches of the Elf Clan. Though Elves rarely operated in the Human World, compared to the friendly Wood Elves and the Flowery Elves dependent on them, the hostile Blood Elves rarely moved within the Human World. Their rarity could even be compared to Liches emerging from the Underworld. "This is the power introduced by the Church?" Tavia laughed helplessly. ... "Surprised? The most powerful human mage in legend is actually a Blood Elf." Andrew walked to Dean and presented the emblem representing the Pope that he had brought, smiling, "Actually, if you think about it, it makes sense. Human life is too short to possibly develop decent magic, even time to condense magic power is insufficient. How can a powerful mage be a human? Of course, this matter needs to be kept confidential. The Mage Alliance’s public image is not like this. Revealing my identity is just to avoid misunderstandings later. After all, we need to collaborate." It was a face handsome enough to drive countless young girls crazy. Large beads of sweat were already slowly sliding down his forehead. Dean stared at him dazedly, softly asked, "The mission the Pope gave you... what’s the content?" "Of course, it concerns the Holy Knight Gray in Lion King City." Taking a deep breath, Andrew said softly, "Starting today, I need you to gather all information about the Holy Knight Gray for me. Remember, all of it. Including information about those around him. You must completely obey all my orders. Otherwise, your bishop position will disappear inexplicably, and someone else will replace you. Do you understand?" Dean’s mouth twitched slightly, but he still blankly nodded his head, reverently drawing a cross on his chest, replied, "I understand. But... what exactly do you intend to do?" "You don’t need to know that, just do your duty." Andrew smiled. His crescent-moon eyes seemed to be laughing all the time, yet carried a chilling feeling.

Chapter 98 - 30: Sacred versus Sacred (3)

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