The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha! Chapter 39 - 26: The Situation Improves (2)2

"Beautiful!"

"As long as he puts away the gold nugget, we report him for theft, then find the marked gold nugget on him!" Shelley and her suitors peered from the corner of the wall, all excited.

However, the next mont, their eyes almost fell out because Gray shouted to the child who dropped the gold nugget, "Hey! You dropped sothing!"

Instantly, all eyes were drawn to the scene.

The child was stunned, looked at Gray, then at the gold nugget, and imdiately surrendered.

"It's not mine!"

"But I clearly saw it fall from you."

"How could such a small child have such a big gold nugget? It must be stolen, right?" People around started discussing.

"Alright, it's mine!" Frightened, the child grabbed the gold nugget and ran away.

The nearby tabloid reporter silently noted, "Baron Gray demonstrates honesty!"

"Hi, Shelley. Small world." Gray rode past Shelley on his horse, galloping away.

...

Gray walked through a small alley and encountered a woman.

"Ah, Knight. My husband is not ho, but I am burning with desire. Could you possibly help ?" The woman spoke as she seductively pushed open the wooden door behind her.

Seeing Gray dismount, Shelley and her suitors were excited once again, "As long as he goes inside, the woman's husband will imdiately appear, and then! Hahaha, you know. This will surely bring him a great disgrace!"

Step by step, Gray walked to the woman and asked in confusion, "I want to help you, but what is 'desire'?"

*This is not according to plan.*

The woman was stunned for a mont but then explained seriously, "It's the fire inside the body; I am very hot now. I need your help."

Speaking, she intentionally pushed out her chest and continued her seductive gestures.

"I see, I understand." Gray quickly left and returned with a bucket to pour water over the woman from head to toe.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes, better." The soaking wet woman stood there, dumbfounded and expressionless.

The nearby tabloid reporter silently noted, "Baron Gray rejects seduction!"

"Hi, Shelley. What a coincidence, we et again!" Gray rode past Shelley on his horse under her stunned gaze.

"Don't worry, we still have a trump card! He can't escape this one!" The last suitor said with absolute confidence.

"Let's hope so." Shelley was beginning to doubt their plan.

...

An old man walked past Gray and suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, then struggled and shouted, "The knight ran over! The knight ran over!"

Imdiately, all eyes on the street were drawn to the scene.

"Look! This is true wisdom!" The last suitor clenched his fist and shouted, "No need to think about anything, just accuse him! Then he'll definitely defend himself! We then accuse him of bullying! Although the effect might be slightly diminished, no one can escape this trick! After all, the victim is an old man!"

Shelley gave a thumbs up to the last suitor without hesitation.

"The knight ran over... ran over..."

Looking at the old man lying on the ground and wailing, Gray quietly asked, "Did we just run soone over?"

"I don't know." The Black Cat quietly replied, "I was sleeping and didn't pay attention, you should ask the Bone Horse."

"I was also distracted." Bone Horse answered.

Great, a trio of sleepwalkers.

Under Shelley's gaze, Gray dismounted and said, "Sorry, I didn't an it. How should I compensate you?"

"Huh? He admitted it?" The old man was dumbfounded.

Far off, Shelley was even more dumbfounded.

Gray seriously said, "Do you need to take you to a doctor? Or I can compensate you with so money, but I need to go to the tavern first. Or perhaps I can help you with sothing."

In a panic, the old man could only say, "Do you think everything can be solved with money? I'm so old, you knocked over, and I nearly died! Unless you let run you over with a horse, this situation cannot be resolved!"

"Alright."

"See, you... wait, you said 'Alright'?"

"Yes." Gray nodded, "Although I'm not sure I did run you over, I think you wouldn't lie to . Plus, you seem genuinely angry. If letting you run over can calm your anger, then I've helped you, fulfilling my knightly vow."

"Being run over by a horse might kill you... are you sure about this?" The old man asked tentatively.

*Can a Lich be killed by a horse? At most, be knocked apart.*

Gray lifted his head and thought for a mont, then righteously said, "The knightly vow also includes 'sacrifice'."

Suddenly, applause rang out from around.

The old man was speechless.

"Co on." Gray reached out to help the old man up.

Terrified, the old man jumped up, shouting, "You madman! Madman!"

Then he ran away quickly.

The nearby tabloid reporter silently noted, "Baron Gray bravely takes responsibility!"

"Hi, Shelley! I just ran over an old man, but he didn't want compensation. I think he's probably a good old man." Gray rode past Shelley on his horse, galloping away.

Shelley's jaw almost hit the ground, she trembled slightly. A wave of anger swiftly brewed, spread, and soon erupted in her heart.

"You... you useless idiots! Fools! You can't even handle such a trivial matter and still dare to pursue ! People like you won't be wanted by anyone, not just ! You should crawl back into your cradles!"

In her fury, Shelley raised her hand to slap one of them but was grasped firmly.

The person coldly said, "Enough! Show so respect! Although we are your suitors, we are also nobles, and we have noble dignity!"

Shelley angrily said, "You still seek respect? You can't even handle such a trivial matter, what makes you deserve respect!"

"We shouldn't be respected, but not because we failed you, but because we believed your words and did such shaful things! And it's not your place to humiliate us!"

"Indeed, yesterday I doubted the newspaper, but today I saw it with my own eyes. I didn't expect such a righteous knight to exist in this world. Although we cannot be as righteous as him, we shouldn't throw dirt on him either. It's too much!"

"I have sothing to say. At the ball, I was there too, I saw Shelley invite Baron Gray to dance!"

"You wicked woman!" The person holding Shelley's hand flung her away, causing her to fall to the ground.

Well, all three have rebelled. Ignoring Shelley, they turned and left.

Shelley sat on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Why! Why does everyone believe him! And no one believes ! Is there no one in this world who can help ?"

Suddenly, a huge shadow enveloped Shelley. She hurriedly looked up and saw Gray on his horse. Then she heard Gray say, "Oh no! 'To fight for the unard!' I'm late! Can I do sothing to help you?"

"Waaa," Shelley's sobbing beca even more intense.