The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!
Chapter 150 - 33: Mortgage (Second Update)_2

Chapter 150: Chapter 33: Mortgage (Second Update)_2

Holding his bread, the author felt a little scared. If it weren’t for the baker’s reminder, he would have walked down the street with a loaf of bread, and the consequences would have been unimaginable. But what would he do after eating this loaf?

*"Don’t worry, I still have my manuscript, and soon I’ll have money!"* he told himself.

...

"’Lich Knight’?"

"Yes."

Leaning against the back of the chair, the mustached editor held the manuscript and asked curiously, "What’s it about, a duel between a Lich and a Paladin?"

"No, it’s not a duel between a Lich and a Paladin. The Lich is the Paladin."

The mustached editor looked confused, "Okay, I’ll give you a few minutes. Just give me a brief summary of what you wrote."

"Alright." The author, holding his bread, said excitedly, "First, I merged the two completely different identities of a Lich and a Paladin. Very subtle, right? The Lich symbolizes evil, while the Paladin symbolizes holiness. But a Lich Knight can also become a Paladin. A Lich emerges from the underground world, feels the holy calling, and decides to become a knight! How exciting! And I’ve used the deeds of Holy Knight Gray verbatim!"

The author spoke vividly, while the mustached editor raised an eyebrow and listened quietly.

"In terms of writing techniques, I thought just a Lich Knight would be too monotonous. So, I devised a Black Cat. A Black Cat possessed by a ghost! Yes, this would make the plot much more interesting. And there’s an Angel. The Angel is influenced by the Lich and permits the Lich to become a Paladin, and the Lich advances steadfastly towards his goal! Of course, after adding the Angel, I felt the plot wasn’t interesting enough, so I created a Succubus. The power from hell. The voices of the Angel and the demon simultaneously echo in the mind, struggling. The story of the righteous Lich Knight struggling in the battle between gods and demons! Extremely interesting, and very righteous! An alternative kind of righteousness!"

"The whole story is quite logical; you’ll even feel, maybe Holy Knight Gray is a Lich? That feeling is so subtle, a sensation of verisimilitude! Think about it, he never takes off his armor, and you’ll be obsessed with his secret, unable to extricate yourself!"

"We all know some of Holy Knight Gray’s actions are hard to explain, but I rationalized them all with my imagination. Not only that, I extended it. After all, there aren’t many deeds of Holy Knight Gray available, and I needed enough material. So, I fabricated a war on the Ailuo Peninsula, where four Holy Knights besiege Holy Knight Gray. After Gray is defeated, he receives power from hell and defeats the four Holy Knights in turn! Using the power of hell to uphold the holy law! The gray Knight struggles between light and darkness, advancing resolutely for his love, for his ideals, striving to become a walking saint on earth, and to make the world a better place!"

After speaking in one breath, the author, excited, grabbed the editor’s cup on the table and drained the water inside, then asked cautiously, "So, what do you think? Isn’t it fabulous?"

"The war on the Ailuo Peninsula is your fabrication?" the mustached editor asked, frowning.

"Of course, isn’t it?" the author replied with a smile.

The mustached editor casually pulled out a newspaper from the pile of papers beside him and slapped it in front of the author.

Picking up the newspaper, the author was stunned.

The editor stroked his mustache and said, "This is from three days ago."

"But... that’s really... I haven’t left the house in over ten days, I..."

The author hadn’t finished his sentence when the editor already stood up. He walked around the desk step by step to the door, opened it and said softly, "Listen, I don’t like dealing with liars."

Saying so, he made a "please" gesture.

"No! Mr. Editor, I really didn’t lie to you! Let me explain! It’s just a coincidence, I don’t know why it coincided like this!"

"Then go back and think hard about why it coincided like this!"

The editor started pushing the author out the door; the author clung to the door, refusing to leave.

"Even if it’s not fabricated, it’s still a good story!"

"Good? Ha ha, sorry, it’s terrible! No one would like such a story. Guess how many people would like to read a novel with a Lich as the protagonist?"

"Don’t you find the Lich’s path to holiness very exciting?"

"No, I think it’s awful. He’s not even a man; he can’t have any romantic involvement with beautiful women. What’s there to look forward to in such a story? I think you’re just playing a joke on me!"

"No! Mr. Editor, please reconsider!"

"No need to reconsider! Get out!"

The author was pushed out with one shove, and the door closed with a "bang."

The author hadn’t regained his composure when the door opened again. He quickly turned around. However, before he could put on a smile, a thick stack of manuscript papers had already slapped him in the face.

With a "bang," the door closed again.

On the empty street, the author stood alone, holding his bread, looking up expressionlessly at the sign of the publishing house. Then he glanced at the latest poster for the publication of "The Secretive Paladin" next to it. Helplessly, he lowered his head and picked up his scattered manuscript pages one by one.

*"What’s wrong with a Lich? Can’t a Lich become a Paladin? Can’t a Lich have a holy heart? Not even willing to take a look, it’s too much!"*

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