The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 210 - 24: Wavering Faith_2

"Old men, women, and children, hurry up and hide! All men, pick up your weapons! Prepare to fight for the Holy Knight!" someone already started preparing for battle.

Some people had already drawn their bows, aiming the arrows at the angels, who were absolutely invincible to them.

The entirety of Salted Fish Port was now bustling.

Under Dean’s leadership, a group of priests rushed to the castle, guarding Gray’s family behind them. They held hands, singing hymns, and stared wide-eyed at the gaze of the Angel Army Commander.

Gray still stood on the balcony, facing the Angel Army Commander through Dean.

The leading golden-haired Six-winged Angel also quietly watched Gray and the people on the balcony. He even glanced at the Black Cat, frightening it so much that its fur stood on end.

Abod couldn’t bear to watch any longer, and he flew to the front of the Six-winged Angel Commander, bowed, drew a cross on his chest, and softly said, "Esteemed Great Legion Commander Jeremy, I am First Class Angel Abod. I beg you, stop what you are doing..."

Before Abod could finish, Jeremy had already raised his hand, "I know you. But this matter is beyond your intervention."

Abod was stunned, his eyes slightly widened, but he continued with a determined face, "What I’m saying is not related to my duties or authority. It’s about faith. You may choose not to listen, but you cannot stop me from telling the truth."

However, Jeremy still responded coldly, "I know what you want to say. Believe me, I’ve thought over anything you could say. For three months, I’ve pondered everything, whether it should be pondered or not. Please, leave this matter to me, okay?"

Abod stared at Jeremy, dumbfounded.

"Please leave this matter to me, okay?" Jeremy repeated once more.

Hesitating, Abod could only nod reluctantly and step aside.

Jeremy flapped his wings and moved forward little by little, stopping only when he was less than ten meters away from Gray.

The priests held hands tightly, using all their strength. They sang hymns loudly, crying, with the demeanor of martyrs.

All around Salted Fish Port, the sound of hymns gradually rose, and people began to hum along softly, as if praying, hoping the Holy Spirit could hear their voices.

"It’s impossible, right? Are they really going to act?"

"If they still act after this, holy faith is a joke!"

"If they still act after this, I’ll kill the author and abandon the book!"

"What does this have to do with me!" Morca was almost in tears.

The Liches had already started making a commotion.

Bruto was quietly gripping his magic wand.

At that moment, everyone watched Jeremy, waiting.

With a wave of Jeremy’s hand, the six priests guarding Gray, including Dean, were sent flying into the sky. Following that, six angels flew by, carrying them all away.

"No—! What are you doing!"

"We are protecting our faith! What are you doing!"

"You have betrayed your faith! You are Fallen Angels! Stop! You bunch of Fallen Angels!"

The priests shouted, but it was useless; the angels completely ignored their resistance.

All this happened in an extremely short time, so fast that Gray hadn’t even reacted.

Richie’s eyes widened, and the Black Cat backed away in fright.

The hymn was interrupted, and everyone was stunned, staring blankly at Jeremy.

At that moment, a voice rang out in Gray’s mind.

"Gray, we trust your faith." This was Jeremy’s voice, "We have fully tested you. Although you are a Lich, we are willing to accept you. But... we need to be cautious about the approach. I hope you can understand."

The wind blew gently, and the Silver Moon Flag fluttered in the wind.

Gray listened quietly, the soul flame in his eye sockets flickering slightly.

"I know you are stubborn, but I still hope to try and persuade you. Your faith is pure, becoming a saint is the best proof. However, your existence also brings us great crises. If possible, I would rather not appear here. Pointing my sword at my comrades is not what an Angel Army Commander should do. But if we didn’t appear here, the ones appearing would be the Demon Envoys and the Purgatory Demon Army. They could impersonate angels, which is not very difficult for them, and humans have no way of distinguishing them."

"By then, your situation would be even worse."

"We can’t avoid crusading against you. If we don’t crusade against you, we cannot maintain the church’s orthodoxy. I know you are dissatisfied with the church, but you have to admit it has made some achievements. In fact, even if the church loses its orthodox status, as long as the people on this continent continue to pursue good, it won’t be a big problem. For example, transferring the orthodox status to you—we can accept that. But..."

"You must admit, those who oppose you far outnumber those who support you. Humans are ultimately ignorant. A few Awakeners cannot represent the majority. If the forces led by Hell take over orthodox status in those people’s minds, then... the situation would be worse than we’ve ever imagined. That would be a disaster."

So, I have prepared a special way for you, to allow us to end this incident."

...

"What are they doing? Just standing off like that?" In the distance, the Liches had started whispering.

"It seems like they are communicating. I can sense magic power flowing between them, but I don’t know what they’re talking about."

"Is there any way to know?"

"Unless there’s already someone’s soul imprint on Gray, it’s impossible."

At this point, Bruto, who had been staring intently at Jeremy the whole time, suddenly blinked and quickly turned around, saying, "I left a soul imprint on him!"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Then let’s get started. I’m good at this. I can let you eavesdrop on his mind. But it will take some time..."

...

Meanwhile, the communication between Gray and Jeremy continued.

"So, you mean you want me to become an evil Lich?"

"To be precise, I hope you can pretend to be an evil Lich. This way, things will be much easier for us."

"I don’t understand. You want an evil Lich more than a righteous Lich?"

"Hmm... your way of putting it isn’t entirely wrong, but it can be misleading. More accurately, we want to keep everything on a track that the vast majority can accept, giving Hell no opportunities."

"I don’t understand your meaning," Gray replied coldly.

For a moment, Jeremy’s expression seemed to stiffen.

The two continued to stare at each other quietly.

...

"Success! Hahaha! Take this, hold it in your hand, and then cast a spell on it. You can hear what they are communicating now. Then pass it on to us!" A Lich placed a crystal stone into Bruto’s hand.

The surrounding Liches cheered.

Holding the crystal, Bruto began to focus intensely on ’eavesdropping.’

...

"Since that’s the case, I’ll put it bluntly," Jeremy’s voice in Gray’s mind suddenly raised by eight degrees, "I mean, no, I should say, this is the will of the Holy Spirit. This is the most appropriate solution currently. We are willing to preserve and accept you, but not in this plane, nor on this continent. We need you to do some evil things, to prove to them, you are evil, you deceived them. They are wrong. Then we will crusade against you. Therefore, those who support you will not resent the Holy Spirit, which also protects them. We smoothly maintain the church’s orthodoxy without any chaos, giving Hell no opportunity. Of course, the so-called ’crusade’ is fake; we will just pretend to defeat you. In reality, we will take you away, leave here, and go elsewhere. We know this wrongs you, and as compensation, you will have the opportunity to touch the true divine. Yes, the true divine, something you have never thought of before. You will gain power far beyond what you currently have. Now, do you understand my meaning?"

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