The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha! Chapter 308 - 42: Candor2

Adolf spoke, looking at Jones with anticipation.

Jones half-closed his eyes, gazing at Adolf suspiciously.

"Well, can you tell ? I just want to clarify his true attitude."

After a while, Jones slowly exhaled and said softly, "There is a condition."

"Go ahead."

"I heard you caused trouble for Adelle, and I want you to deal with this trouble. I an, the issue of the four missing Blood Clans. You must have heard about it just now."

"Just this?"

"Yes, do you disagree?"

"No, I agree." Adolf smiled, "Just sowhat unexpected. Rest assured, I will handle this problem properly. Now, can you tell about the Lich King?"

"Yes," Jones nodded, "The answer is, it’s not manipulation. Gray indeed struggled with loyalty to humans. In fact, I believe he lacked loyalty to the undead too, without any sense of being a ’wicked creature’. But I can responsibly say that everything he proclaid was true. The holiness of the Holy Spirit does not include humans, but the justice of the Lich King does. And not just humans, it includes all other races."

"But... isn’t he an undead?"

"Yes."

"How could an undead possibly..."

"Because he feels a sense of belonging to ’justice’ and ’holiness’." Staring at Adolf, Jones said softly, "He had countless opportunities to ally with the abyss, and the Demon Lord was willing to pay a high price for it. But he never gave up his commitnt. Heaven had countless opportunities to annihilate this Lich as well, but his stance caused chaos in Heaven’s beliefs. In the Salted Fish Port war... No, even now in his estrangent from Heaven, so Angels still stand by his side. These are all evidence. Otherwise, how do you explain his experiences?"

Adolf was stunned, slowly widening his eyes.

"I know so people consider race important, but you also must admit that, to so, race doesn’t matter. What’s important is the belief. For example, Gray, the Angels and demons standing by Gray, the humans who accepted Gray’s Lich identity, such as myself, and... the Holy Spirit that supports Gray."

"There’s Holy Spirit support for Gray?" Adolf asked hurriedly.

"Not entirely sure, but we all feel there is." Jones said softly, "The Holy Spirit must have split into two factions, both upholding justice, but most adhere to limited justice, the racial policy justice. Like the legion captain who crusades against Gray. Of course, there are those who support total justice, like Catherine, Abod. They are the closest Angels to Gray. There’s a split in Heaven’s voices."

Bowing slightly, Adolf stared at the empty tabletop, seemingly wanting to smile but couldn’t, "There’s actually complete justice support from the Holy Spirit... They weren’t like this before."

"Do you think I’m lying to you?" Jones asked.

Adolf looked up at Jones without answering.

Jones continued, "I ca to see you for another matter. I want to give the dwarf slaves in the refinery their freedom, but they are your slaves, so I need your consent. I don’t care about the race. Perhaps so Blood Clan Lords find the freeing of slaves ridiculous, but I don’t. I admit I’ve been influenced by Gray. This... is also evidence, right? We can trade the price. If you agree at so suitable ti, sell them to . Freeing slaves is my own matter, I don’t require it from others."

Adolf stared at Jones, silent.

Jones quietly stared back.

The blood-red moonlight poured in from the window, shining on the yellowed desk and the people on either side of it.

Seconds ticked away.

Adolf seed to be contemplating, while Jones remained unusually calm.

After a long ti, Adolf finally spoke again, "I thought your condition would be about knowing the secret of my surna or my identity secret. Aren’t you curious?"

"Curious, but you don’t want to say." Jones said softly, "Besides, I think your secret should have nothing to do with , might be useful to Gray, but irrelevant to . The key is you don’t want to speak. And what you’re asking about isn’t a secret. Gray has no secrets. Being a Lich was originally the biggest secret, but now he has none. I’m just confirming the rumors you’ve heard."

Adolf gently nodded, "Those slaves are yours."

"Hmm?"

"Not just the slaves, the refinery is yours too. And the three hundred thousand Gold Coins kept with you. They are all yours. You can dispose of them as you see fit." Saying this, Adolf took out a scroll of parchnt from his cloak, unraveled it, and placed it before Jones.

It was the contract regarding the refinery.

Before Jones could figure out his intent, Adolf had already lightly placed two fingers on the parchnt, softly chanting a spell.

The next mont, the parchnt ignited, illuminating every corner of the room.

Jones slightly widened his eyes, watching.

Soon, the parchnt burned to ashes on the desk, leaving the desk intact.

"Regarding Lich King Gray, I had added too many conspiracy theories. I felt there couldn’t possibly be a Lich like this in the world."

"Before I knew him, I thought the sa. But believe , everything I said is true. The path walked with him, I can vouch with my life."

"I believe you." Adolf gently nodded, "It’s my own narrow-mindedness. Please forget our transaction, let’s pretend we never collaborated, consider it paynt for answering my questions."

"Fifty thousand Gold Coins in total, isn’t it too much?" Jones asked, "I can’t accept such a gift."

Adolf answered with a smile, "Even if it’s more, it’s just Gold Coins. Nothing truly valuable in this world can be bought with Gold Coins. Otherwise, the Blood Clan and Dragon Clan would have ruled the world already, right? One should be the master of money, not its slave. Isn’t that right? Believe , you’ve helped far more than I’ve helped you."

Jones quietly stared at Adolf, saying nothing.

Taking a deep breath, Adolf slowly stood up, and said softly, "I’ve got the answers I wanted, ti to go. I hope you can keep tonight’s matter confidential."

"Really not going to tell who you are?"

Adolf lightly shook his head, then, thinking again, he said, "Blood Clan has limitless life spans, there will co a day when you will know who I am. But whether we can et again, I do not know."

"Why do you want to know about Gray’s matters? Do you hope to get his help? If necessary, I can help you contact him. It’s simple. As long as your stance is just, he will surely be willing to help."

"No, not needed." Adolf shook his head, "No one in the world can help us, except ourselves."

Saying this, Adolf walked toward the balcony.

Jones quietly watched.

Suddenly recalling sothing, Jones hurriedly said, "And don’t forget about Adelle’s matter!"

Turning around, Adolf smiled and nodded at Jones.

Following that, right before Jones’s eyes, his body turned into fine sand, drifting into the air bit by bit, until completely vanished.

Jones was stunned, staring blankly, murmuring to himself, "Is he... really a Blood Clan?"

At least Jones had never seen a Blood Clan perform such magic, not once.

Dora manifested in human form, landed on the balcony, and blinked nervously at Jones.

"Don’t tell anyone about tonight’s matter." Jones said softly.

Dora silently nodded.