The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!
Chapter 173 - 07: A Turbulent Night_2

Chapter 173: Chapter 07: A Turbulent Night_2

In the castle hall, guardian angels and enticing demons quietly hid.

Shelley was sitting on the sofa reading a book, Richie was resting his chin in his hand beside her.

Shelley stroked his head and said softly, "Your father was a man who adhered to the knight’s vow and doctrine."

"But he was a lich," Richie reminded, resting his chin.

"Okay, a lich. A lich who adhered to the knight’s vow and doctrine. So, you also need to be a person who embodies the knight’s spirit and doctrine."

"But I am not human either."

"Why are you so fixated on whether or not you are human?"

"Because..." Richie answered softly, resting his chin, "Humans do not welcome us; only power can rely on us. Mom, I really think Dad does not need to discuss anything with the church. We are liches, why should we participate in human affairs?"

Shelley helplessly stroked Richie’s little head.

"Sweetie, one day you will understand your father’s thoughts."

...

Gray rode his horse, raised his hand, and the watchtower soared into the sky. It disassembled slowly in mid-air like a pile of building blocks. Soldiers who originally stood on the watchtower floated, screaming desperately.

The Temple Knights on the ground were so scared they hurriedly took down the original knight banner, took off their white underwear, tied it to the flagpole, and raised it as a white flag.

At Gray’s call, the Silver Moon Knight Order passed through the outermost defense line of the church, heading straight for Azlan Mountain.

...

Under the silver moonlight, Yilin stood quietly on the balcony, gazing at White City.

"What is Miss Yilin thinking?" Abi Robbs asked.

"I am thinking about how Gray is doing in the church right now. The Holy Father passed away, so he should be at odds with the whole church," Yilin answered softly.

"It shouldn’t be that bad, right?" Abi Robbs laughed and said, "At least... the bishops in the south support the Holy Knight."

"Not necessarily." Yilin lowered her head and handed two sheets of paper to Abi Robbs.

Abi Robbs’s face visibly changed as he looked at the letters.

...

Under the cover of night, the Silver Moon Knight Order surged towards Azlan Mountain, dispersing in a fan shape with Gray at the center.

"Who are you!" someone shouted.

In a blink, a dwarf had already pressed an axe against his neck.

"The Silver Moon Knight Order is here by the command of the Holy Knight to take over Azlan Mountain! Everyone immediately put down your weapons!"

The Silver Moon Knights shouted their slogans as they rode past.

Almost bloodlessly, the patrolling Temple Knights along the way were quickly subdued. Those who remained scattered one by one.

Gray rode his horse slowly forward on the empty avenue, with Carl holding up the Silver Moon Banner behind him. Jones, Dora, and Andrew also rode closely behind.

...

"Something is wrong!" A Temple Knight shouted as he rushed into Levi’s residence, kneeling on one knee before Levi.

"What’s the matter? Do you want the whole Azlan Mountain to hear your voice? The Holy Father has just been buried." Levi stood up with a look of displeasure.

"Something’s wrong..." the Temple Knight said in panic, "Holy Knight Gray brought the Silver Moon Knight Order up here!"

Levi’s face turned pale instantly, and the cup of wine in his hand fell to the ground.

...

Gray continued to ride his horse, swaying forward bit by bit, walking down the avenue lined with fire pits. Some fire pits had already been knocked over, and the oil spilled on the ground burned. The whole street looked deserted and messy.

Jones, Dora, and Andrew also rode their horses and scattered, leaving only Carl still holding up the banner and following Gray.

The dim firelight around, the moonlight shining on the gray armor, as if it had absorbed everything.

...

The hall at the mountain’s peak was empty.

The coffin of Augustus III was no longer there. Silver moonlight descended from the sky, illuminating the faces of the nineteen statues. And, of course, the magnificent cross in the center covered in elaborate carvings.

...

"Gray, we have already found fifteen cardinals. Four tried to break out and were stopped by us." This was Vivian’s voice in Gray’s mind.

In the silent night, the Silver Moon Knights rapidly communicated through Gray.

"Over here! Big Feisi Hall has a restriction stopping us from entering! There are two cardinals inside!"

"Okay, I’ll send the dwarves over!"

"A cardinal is riding a carriage heading north on Huo’er Ao Lin Avenue! Whoever is closest, stop him quickly!"

"Got it!"

"I’ve caught a cardinal dressed as an ordinary clergy! Everyone, be careful! No matter who it is, make sure to search thoroughly!"

"Understood!"

"Chubis Garden! There are a dozen Temple Knights here who seem ready to fight us! Come quickly!"

"Another one caught!"

All the information converged in Gray’s mind. Gray just listened silently, riding his horse forward bit by bit, without saying a word.

The quiet Azlan Mountain seemed to have been turned upside down, rapidly becoming noisy.

There were actually quite a few Temple Knights on the mountain, but they were scattered, mostly at the periphery. Besides, who could have thought someone would be bold enough to directly raid the church’s headquarters?

...

Anthony III and three cardinals who supported Gray stood on his balcony, gazing into the distance, shaking their heads helplessly, "He eventually made his move, as expected."

"This is a good thing, isn’t it? He clearly wouldn’t just surrender. If he didn’t act now, once a new Holy Father took office, the church would inevitably split. That’s the last thing the Holy Father wanted to see."