The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!
Chapter 78 - 12: Audilet Grand Theater (2)_2

Chapter 78: Chapter 12: Audilet Grand Theater (2)_2

The author was holding the crumpled "Knight’s Guide to Achieving Success" and repeatedly checking it, even smelling it.

"How is it? Is it genuine?" Gray asked seriously.

"It seems to be, but it’s strange, there’s an unusual smell." The author frowned and said, "It smells like a cat."

"Is the author a dog? How can someone even smell that?" the Black Cat whispered.

Returning the book to Gray, the author patted Gray’s shoulder and said, "You really are an upright and kind person. The legends are true."

"What does the book being genuine have to do with me being upright and kind?"

"You don’t understand, do you? Anyone who reads genuine books is a good person."

"Uh... Is that so?"

"Of course, what’s a better reflection of a person’s uprightness and kindness than reading genuine novels?"

"Don’t listen to him. This guy clearly has a problem with his brain," Catherine said.

"No! I think he’s absolutely right! Think about it, how can the author of novels you love be wrong?" Vivian shouted in Gray’s mind, "If he’s crazy, doesn’t that mean you, who love his novels, are also crazy? Do you think you’re crazy?"

"But I don’t have a brain," Gray replied.

Vivian almost choked from Gray’s response, *"No brain... alright, then there’s no problem at all."*

Even the Black Cat laughed out loud.

"Holy Knight? Holy Knight? Are you daydreaming?" the author waved a hand in front of Gray.

The King standing outside seemed to notice and waved for the reporting servant to pause for a moment, then turned and walked into the room.

"Holy Knight, sorry, I was busy with something. Do you like this gift?"

"Of course! I like it very much! It’s really wonderful!"

"There’s something even better." The King snapped his fingers, then spread his palm and said, "I plan to have him write a novel for you, yes, a novel tailored specifically for you. Using you as the prototype, you can give any input you want and tell your perfect story, and he will write it. This is the second gift. How does that sound? Do you like it?"

"I love it!" Gray screamed with joy.

"That won’t do!" the author said righteously. "Your Majesty, although you are the King, please also respect the rights of a writer. I am currently working on a book, and my readers are all waiting for my manuscript; I can’t abandon them!"

A servant hurried in and placed a bag of Gold Coins into the King’s hands. The King nonchalantly put the Gold Coins in front of the author.

"This is a deposit of a hundred Gold Coins. If it’s good, there’s more where that came from."

"Uh..." The author gulped slowly, then reached out and hugged the bag of Gold Coins to his chest, weighing it and awkwardly smiled, "I think my readers will understand."

"Good. Then it’s settled. You all chat for a while, I have to be busy now." Saying this, the King had already turned and left the room, continuing to speak with his servant outside the door.

The room was left with just Gray and the author again. Oh, and Tenidas, the Bone Horse that took up most of the room.

"Alright, Holy Knight, tell me your thoughts." The author took out a notebook and pen and asked, "What kind of story do you want?"

After thinking for a moment, Gray seriously asked, "Any kind of story?"

"Of course. You can trust the professionalism of a writer; I can write any kind of story."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then..." Gray asked softly, "Can the protagonist be a Lich?"

In an instant, the Black Cat, Catherine, and Vivian were all stunned.

The author was also taken aback.

"Uh... You mean to say, you want a story with a dark protagonist? It’s surprising that a Holy Knight would like this kind of story. But these stories indeed have their audience. People nowadays are different and like protagonists who are selfish and rob and kill everywhere. Though I haven’t written such a story before, no problem." Pointing to the bag of money beside him, the author said, "For its sake, I can write it."

"No." Gray stressed, "I mean a Lich dressed in Knight’s armor, hiding in the Human World to escape pursuit from other Liches."

"Ssss~"

"And a Bone Horse too. That’s Tenidas’s suggestion," Gray said seriously.

The author was a bit confused, "You mean... he is disguised as a Knight, riding a Bone Horse? Then he gets exposed and burned at the stake? That sounds like a tragic story. Although people don’t like tragedies nowadays, tragedies are the most touching. Trust me, no problem!"

"No, I mean he doesn’t get exposed; instead, he gets recognized by the Holy Spirit and becomes a Holy Knight."

"This is getting a bit tricky... He deceived the Holy Spirit with his disguise? Then the Holy Spirit found out and burned him to death?" The author bit his lip, "But trust me, I can write that too!"

"No. He didn’t trick the Holy Spirit, his faith is genuine."

"..."

"He follows the Knight’s code, and his faith is steadfast."

"..."

At this point, it was getting too hard to continue, and sweat was already starting to appear on the author’s forehead.

After a while, he wiped the sweat and said, "Let me summarize, tell me if this is correct."

"Okay."

"The protagonist is a Lich."

"Yes."

"To avoid pursuit, he hides in the Human World, disguised as a Knight, with a Bone Horse."

"Yes. He also fell in love and is planning to get married."

"A Lich in love... Okay, and he has strong Knightly beliefs, yearns for the light, believes in the Holy Spirit, and becomes a Holy Knight?"

"Exactly. He attends mass every week, even though he doesn’t need to eat, but he prays at set times every day."

"A tragic ending?"

"No, I want a happy ending," Gray said firmly.

In an instant, the author’s psychological defenses were shattered, "Are you joking? A devout Lich? And a happy ending! Even storytelling should have some limits!"

"With a ’snap,’ he slammed the notebook on the table."

"Hey hey hey! What are you talking about? Are you crazy?" the Black Cat screamed in panic.

"Gray, I also think this is not good," Catherine said.

"Don’t ask me, I... I’m a bit confused," Vivian’s mind was stuck.

Gray seriously said to his three external brains, *"People adore me, I can’t keep deceiving them. It’s wrong. I hope one day, I can take off my helmet and stand before them honestly, without needing to hide anything. I understand very well that only at that moment will I be truly basked in Holy Light. Remember the painting in the cathedral? The story of Alboiseld, it’s a tragedy, I know. It made me worried. The Holy Spirit said that if one day I can expose my identity without being persecuted by humans, they will truly accept me. Although I am a Lich, I also wish to be accepted by the light one day. That is my dream."*

In an instant, the three entities in his mind fell silent.

After a long silence, Catherine could only sigh and softly said, "So when you heard that resolution, your first thought wasn’t how to hide your identity, but that one day, you might willingly reveal it and stand in the sunlight, right?"

"Yes, it is the Holy Spirit’s grace. It’s not easy for a Lich to become a great Knight, I knew that from the start. But it is my choice, and I will steadfastly pursue it," Gray continued seriously, "So... I want to know, when people find out I am a Lich, what will they think? Even if it isn’t real, just through a novel. Is that okay?"