The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha! Chapter 125 - 11: Bribery (3)

The carriage on the return trip was obviously not in a hurry, it traveled very slowly and smoothly.

Camilla sat in the carriage, quietly gazing up at the blood-red moon in the sky, occasionally turning back to look in the direction of the Gray Camp.

Gray was still standing on the slope, as motionless as a statue.

Andre, who was responsible for escorting her, rode his horse up to the carriage window and asked quietly, "Miss, what did you talk about with the Holy Knight? Forgive my boldness, just that, when we return, the Duke will definitely ask , and I need to have a statent prepared."

Camilla, with her star-like eyes, stamred in reply, "No, we didn’t talk about anything."

"Nothing at all? That’s impossible. You stood there together for three hours."

"But we really didn’t talk about anything..."

"You need to tell sothing so I can report back."

Camilla lowered her head, and after a while, she softly said, "I asked him... if I could co back tomorrow. He said yes. That’s all."

"That sounds quite vague, but I think the Duke will like it. Hahaha." Laughing, Andre rode his horse to the front.

Camilla unconsciously tightened her grip on the handkerchief, her head still lowered. Her petite figure under the moonlight appeared so humble.

...

As Camilla left Gray’s camp, all three camps exploded simultaneously.

Golden Snake Camp suspected an agreent between Camilla and Gray, and Lusien V began to question the integrity of the duel. However, he was at a loss.

"If we go back on our promise now, the Holy Knight will have sufficient reason to wage war against us. Our prospects will be very bleak."

"It is indeed suspicious that they were together for three hours. But if we tear up the agreent, it will no longer be rely suspicious. The Holy Knight will certainly stand on the opposite side. Your Majesty, my advice is not to do it."

Lusien V was already furious, but his advisors unanimously told him that the agreent could not be torn up.

"We still have one day left, one day to co up with a solution. Even if we tear up the agreent, it should definitely not be now," Prince Arthur said.

anwhile, the White Fox Camp was equally confused.

"You say you spoke less than ten sentences from start to finish?"

Camilla nodded.

"But you were together for three hours."

Camilla nodded.

"What were you doing? Besides agreeing you could co back tomorrow, did he say anything else?"

Camilla shook her head.

"My goodness, how could I have such a foolish daughter?" Gene II slapped his forehead, looking irritated, "Andre told that when he saw you, he froze for a full five minutes. What does that imply? It implies that your appearance had an effect on him. Have you never watched Knight dramas? Every love story begins with love at first sight. In such a situation, you actually didn’t take the opportunity to say sothing? Have you forgotten my instructions?"

The tone was heavy and Camilla was petrified, sitting quietly on a chair in the tent, looking at her father with pleading eyes.

In a fit of rage, Gene II turned to Andre behind him and said, "Spread the news that the Holy Knight is very fond of Camilla. Just spread this news. If Lusien, that fool, tears up the agreent, it will be all the better."

"Yes."

Turning back, Gene II pointed at Camilla and scolded, "Tomorrow, you go again. You must get a promise no matter what. Do you know what promise I want? A promise that we will win this duel! I don’t care what ans you use, understand? I don’t care what ans! Three hours, and you did nothing? Get closer, get closer! Let him sll the fragrance on you! Do you not understand such a simple thing?"

Saying this, he pointed at the maid, who was about thirty years old, standing beside them and said sharply, "You! Teach her how to be a woman, teach her how to conquer a man’s heart! Don’t stand there like an idiot!"

"Yes, Duke." The maid bowed cautiously.

With a final glare at Camilla, Gene II took Andre with him and left the tent.

Suddenly, the tent was left with only Camilla and the maid.

Barely had Gene II left, Camilla’s already reddened eyes instantly filled with tears. She just sat quietly, eyes wide open, expressionless, and silent. Yet the tears kept flowing uncontrollably.

The maid, standing beside her, walked over, crouched in front of Camilla, and gently wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She asked softly, "Miss, do you not like the Holy Knight?"

"Why should I like soone whose face I cannot even see?" Camilla asked in return.

"But he is a Holy Knight. Alone, he can influence the entire Ailuo Peninsula, deciding who wins and who loses."

"That’s his business, why must I be the one to suffer?"

The maid was stunned, unsure of how to respond.

Lowering her head, Camilla tightened her grip on her handkerchief, and said softly, "I’m sorry, I’m wrong. I dare not say it in front of my father, nor in front of the Holy Knight. I can only say it to you... *I’m too cowardly*. This matter has nothing to do with you, yet I yelled at you."

"No, Miss Camilla did not yell at ," the maid wiped the tears from Camilla’s cheek with her handkerchief and smiled, "Our Miss Camilla is the kindest and gentlest girl in the world. I’ll bring you a bucket of water to wash your face. It’s already late, you should rest early."

Camilla forced a smile, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

...

At this mont, Gray’s camp was also very quiet. The dwarves were asleep, and the Undead Knights were accustod to not making any noise.

"A Holy Knight is on his way to the Ailuo Peninsula?"

"Yes, I just received the news. Did you not notice I left for three hours?" Catherine said.

"I also left for three hours, and the information I gathered is consistent with hers," Vivian said.

"You both left, and I was wondering why you weren’t arguing. It’s a bit unsettling." Gray sighed, "Why is he coming?"

"To see you. I don’t know exactly when he will arrive, maybe ten days, half a month, or maybe tomorrow."

Back in the tent, with the curtains drawn, Catherine and Vivian revealed their true forms.

Catherine recited an incantation and quickly burned the scroll in her hand, transforming it into myriad glittering particles that fell on Gray, enveloping him completely before finally disappearing entirely.

"What’s this?" Gray asked.

"This is the disguise magic scroll," Catherine said, "The Guardian Angel of the Holy Knight who is coming is a First-Class Angel. He can easily see through your disguise and realize you are a Lich. I was urgently called back to retrieve this scroll. It will prevent any Angel from recognizing your identity imdiately."

"Wait!" the Black Cat suddenly perked up its ears. "Are you saying that the Angel does not know Gray is a Lich?"

"Yes, although many of us know, this does not include the Guardian Angels of the other four Holy Knights. They have spent many years with Holy Knights, to avoid problems, Gray’s identity is kept secret from them."

Gray quietly listened.

"Then what happens if they find out?" the Black Cat continued to ask.

"If they find out..." Catherine sighed, "*Actually, it won’t change much. Even though Gray is a Lich, he’s also a Holy Knight recognized by the Holy Spirit.* *No angel has the authority to question this decision. But if the Holy Knights find out,* *then it becos problematic.* *Gray’s relationship with the Church is strained, and the Church has never been blindly obedient to the Holy Spirit.* *It is composed of various factions with different agendas.* *I worry that they might not directly expose Gray’s true identity but use other thods to force Gray to reveal it. In that case, it would be terrible.*"

"So what exactly have you been doing for the past ten thousand years?" Vivian laughed, sitting on the table, kicking her legs, joking, "In ten thousand years, not only have you failed to control the entire continent, you haven’t even fully controlled your own Church. What a sha. We are different, the Demon Lord ordered that Gray’s identity must not be revealed, so no demon or Demon Envoy would dare to attack Gray."

After speaking, she covered her mouth and laughed, laughing until she felt sothing was amiss. Everyone in the tent, including Gray, Catherine, and the Black Cat, was staring at her.

"What did you just say?" Catherine hesitated and asked, "Did you just say the Demon Lord ordered that Gray’s identity must not be revealed?"

Vivian, frightened, covered her mouth, knowing she couldn’t evade it, she stared wide-eyed, and brazenly shouted, "I was just using a taphor, a taphor! Is that not allowed?"

"Whether it’s a taphor or not, we all know the truth," the Black Cat rolled its eyes and sneered, "This just confirms our suspicions."

Vivian’s face turned red, but she could do nothing against the Black Cat.

...

The next morning, Shelley woke up with a greenish face.

"So, a little bitch ca last night to seduce my Holy Knight, and you all knew, but no one inford ?"

"You were sleeping at the ti," Jones argued.

"We just didn’t want to wake you," the idiot chid in.

"Excuses! All excuses!" Shelley raged, "You bastards! You must have been bribed by the little bitch!"

"To be honest, she really is quite beautiful," Andrew said quietly nearby.

Instantly, Shelley exploded, screaming, "Ah——! So you admit you were bribed!"

Everyone in the camp fell silent, not saying a word.

Fuming and wide-eyed, Shelley said angrily, "No, today I will et that little bitch!"