The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 212 - 25: Shaky Beliefs (2)_2

The people in Salted Fish Port, including the soldiers on the outskirts and even those from the church, were all completely confused.

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Morca squeezed in among the liches, and asked softly, "What exactly was said? Can’t you tell me? I want to know too. After all, I have to write a novel. If you let me know, I can write it better, right?"

"Shut up! We’re busy!" Simon viciously kicked Morca away.

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After a long stalemate, Gray lightly shook his head and replied, "Sorry, I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you have to complicate simple issues."

"The world itself is complicated, it’s not us who..."

Before Jeremy could finish, Gray interrupted him and roared, "I don’t understand why you think about sacrificing one person to save a hundred instead of investigating the person who raised the question! You can even accept signing a truce with Hell, but you can’t face the justice of one person! Face your own weakness! If someone must be held responsible for that person’s death, it’s the weakness of the just side! It’s this weakness that allows these things to happen repeatedly! All the fabricated reasons are just excuses! You are not worthy of being the symbol of justice!"

Yes, he roared. Everyone heard his words.

Everyone was stunned.

Silence, yet another long silence.

Someone asked softly, "Did you understand what he was saying?"

"No, I didn’t."

"I understood, it seems like Lord Holy Knight and the Angel have different understandings of justice. I think that’s it."

"I think I heard something incredible, a truce agreement between Heaven and Hell?"

People were talking and gossiping.

Abod continued to float quietly nearby.

Yilin’s hand unconsciously touched the longsword at her waist.

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Bruto’s eyes burned with a sizzling flame. He turned his face and looked at the dejected Morca, "Do you want to hear it?"

"Of course! Very much!" Morca hurriedly ran over excitedly.

"Alright, I’ll let you hear it. I also think more people should hear this." Saying this, Bruto began to chant a new spell, and an almost imperceptible grey magic power began to converge on his body.

While chanting the spell, he frantically expanded his perception range, searching for "targets," while identifying them.

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"Eh. What’s going on?" A fat, bearded man who was gazing up at the Angel Army suddenly paused and said, "I seem to hear voices. It seems... it seems to be Lord Holy Knight and that Angel..."

"What voice? Why didn’t I hear it? Oh, I hear it too!"

"I also hear it, it’s the voice of Lord Holy Knight and that Angel! It’s very clear."

Not only the people in Salted Fish Port, even the coalition forces were included as "targets." The coalition soldiers, who had become restless due to prolonged waiting, now fell completely silent. They all widened their eyes.

As for the church’s people, they were undoubtedly avoided by Bruto.

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"Gray, I think you had better not let others know the content of our negotiation," Jeremy said. There were tens of thousands of people present, all listening intently. However, he was unaware of this and continued, "Stop shouting like you did just now. This is a private negotiation. Otherwise, you will ruin this negotiation and the lives of many people."

"How many lives have you ruined?" Gray asked coldly.

"I don’t understand what you mean."

"Is it not? I thought the beliefs of the church were twisted, but I didn’t expect the beliefs of Angels to be twisted too. Preaching a false belief, isn’t that ruining other people’s lives?"

"You don’t understand the situation! Things might be completely different from what you think. You need to know more about holiness!"

*Ignoring Jeremy’s rebuttal, Gray continued,* "Or rather, your justice doesn’t apply to any other race besides Angels? Not just Liches, but also humans. That’s why it’s full of contradictions. You came to this world simply to carry out missions, having nothing to do with justice or holiness, right?"

*The whole world fell silent.*

*Yes, the whole world fell silent.*

Jeremy’s expression froze for a moment. After a while, he replied awkwardly, "I think this topic is no longer suitable to discuss. Let’s return to our main topic. How have you considered my suggestion? This is the only chance to save you and the people who support you. Don’t you bear any responsibility? Just pretend to be an evil lich, commit acts of evil, and let them believe they were deceived by you. Then, we will pretend to crusade against you and take you away. You can live elsewhere, undisturbed. The people who support you will also be well protected. This matter will pass, and it will be good for everyone. Isn’t such a condition good enough?"

"I just want an answer! Answer me!" Gray roared.

Jeremy’s expression completely froze, showing a helpless and bitter smile.

He didn’t know, the words he had just said were enough to leave everyone present in an uproar. Tens of thousands of people, regardless of whether they once believed in holiness, at this moment, their faith in so-called holiness had been shattered into pieces.

However, despite such shocking words, the expected commotion did not follow. Every person had their eyes wide open, yet they remained silent, stretching their ears, quietly listening.

*Because they were waiting for a more important reply. One darker, terrifying, yet latent doubt that had existed in some minds for millennia, but had never been confirmed.*

The wind blew gently, making the entire world seem still and silent.

After a long silence, Jeremy answered expressionlessly, "Yes. Now, are you satisfied? That’s the answer. Our faith is more resolute than you imagine. If an angel betrays their faith, they inevitably fall and become a fallen angel. But you think we did something wrong, yet we didn’t fall. Why? Because neither liches nor humans are included in the blueprint of Heaven’s faith. Everything we do in this world is based on our mission to fight Hell. The reason you think holy faith has numerous loopholes is that the holy faith you understand has never existed. At least, it doesn’t exist for most races. Do you understand now? The faith doesn’t have loopholes; your understanding does. Of course, I don’t deny that this misunderstanding was intentional on our part. You believe in justice, but justice doesn’t include you. In this situation, will you still persist and make unnecessary sacrifices?"

Silence, another long silence.

The wind blew gently.

Gray stood quietly, his soul fire flickering slightly.

Richie stared expressionlessly at Jeremy.

Shelley’s tears fell, one after another.

Countless people opened their mouths slightly, their hearts pounding out of their chests.

In an instant, many people present were already in tears, eyes wide open, quietly staring. Their tears flowed silently.

Moments later, a flying tomato landed squarely on Jeremy’s face.

"Cough..." An elderly man coughed up blood on the spot and fainted.

"In the justice we believed in for ten thousand years... there’s no place for us?" Coalition soldiers gripped their weapons, their minds blank.

"So, everything was a lie? So, we are just like the liches?" A middle-aged woman slowly covered her mouth.

"Liars! You liars!" A burly man on a distant rooftop cried out.

Like spreading ripples, after the silence, the world erupted! Curses and wails filled the air as if heaven and earth were collapsing!

Countless objects were thrown into the air, aimed at the angels. The soldiers, bows drawn to their fullest, shot arrow after arrow.

Jeremy, who suddenly realized what was happening, was stunned.

Not just Jeremy, all the angels were stunned! They could only dodge helplessly.

"What have you done—!" Jeremy roared at Gray.

"I did nothing," Gray slowly drew the longsword at his waist and said softly, "but now I know what I should do."

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