The moonlight shone crookedly on Yilin's windowsill, shining through the glass on her desk.

She sat at the desk, lit a candle and lowered her head to write.

"The situation in the Lion King Capital seems to be getting more and more complicated. In the near future, there is likely to be a storm. I need to deal with it carefully."

"The king is suspicious of me, but I think slowly, he will understand. The Beshir family has taken back everything that belongs to him, and I am not interested in his throne."

"The other two dukes have had abnormal movements, but as long as I don't participate, they should not take action rashly while ensuring that the king's power is strong."

"Grey..." Yilin's pen tip paused, raised her head, and happened to see a silver moon. She smiled with relief, lowered her head and continued to write: "No matter what, he will stand on the side of justice. As long as he is there, there should be no problem."

"The Kingdom of Allen is ready to move, the two dukes are ready to move, and the king is the same. But as long as we deal with it carefully, we will definitely avoid this unnecessary civil strife..."

In another room downstairs, Shelley sat on the sofa, holding her cheek, almost falling asleep, rubbing her eyes.

Pastor Dean walked back and forth, looking anxious.

"A day has passed, and I haven't even seen the face of Lord Paladin. Now it's over. Where did His Majesty the King take him?"

"What are you going to do with Grey?" Shelley asked in a daze.

"It's okay, just talk about something." Dean said guiltily.

"Will it be a long time to talk?"

"If it goes well, it shouldn't be used."

"Don't worry, Gray usually won't refuse other people's requests. So, when you see him later, you should be able to finish the talk in a moment."

"Is that so good?" Dean wiped his sweat suddenly and kept laughing awkwardly.

At this moment, they didn't know that at the top of the bell tower of Pierce Cathedral, which they could see from the window, were staring at them from afar.

Turning his face sideways, Zeda looks in another direction.

...

Pushing open the door gently, Earl Grugru saw seven or eight people sitting around the dark room.

The one in the center was Duke Tangis. He was bloated and obese, in his fifties, with a rough beard, a thick gold necklace, and a ring full of ten fingers.

Seeing the Earl of Grugru, he smiled, picked up his wine glass and said, "Let us welcome the future father-in-law of the Paladin together."

"Welcome!" Everyone else picked up their wine glasses and looked at Earl Grugru with a smile.

"Oh no, it should be the father of the Paladin's future father-in-law." Duke Tangis added.

Logically, these people should not be in the Lion King Capital now, but in fact, they are all here. They are not here to participate in the king's enthronement ceremony, so what are they here to do?

Earl Grugru was stunned, opened his eyes wide and held his breath.

Duke Fernandez stood behind him and whispered: "You don't need to come forward, no one will know that you have joined us. Just give us a push at critical moments. We can guarantee that the Grugru family will gain a larger territory afterwards than they do now."

Silence, a long silence. The smiles of the people who raised their glasses in the room were a little stiff.

However, after a long silence, Earl Grugru took a deep breath, and finally stepped out and stepped into the room.

"Cheers to our common future!" Duke Dongis shouted loudly.

"cheers!"

Suddenly, everyone cheered.

Outside the window, there were also Pierce Cathedral, Taviya and Zeda, two demons were quietly peeping with extraordinary eyesight.

...

Another direction of the Lion King Capital.

On the roof, Catherine was already trembling with anger.

Vivian, sitting on the chimney opposite, smiled and played with the ball in his hand, his eyes full of provocation.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have called me here, because there's nothing to say about a demon and an angel."

"You promised me that I wouldn't expose Gray's identity!"

"Yes, I did. Did I expose him? No."

"But you are encouraging him to expose his identity!"

"No, neither. To be precise, I'm just guiding him to see the truth of the world."

"He's just a child! He doesn't know anything, it's really possible to do what you said!"

"Do you know he is a child?" The smile on Vivian's face disappeared, and she said coldly: "Don't you feel ashamed to lure children who are not well-versed in the world to believe in the Holy Spirit?"

"You!" Catherine was angry, open her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

After a pause, Vivian continued to ask, "Is it a faith that cannot withstand the test or a faith of devoutness? I am helping him grow. The faith of our devil is much simpler. 'The strong are respectful and the fittest survive' is not as much of yours. If you can defeat us, we will willingly accept the arrangement of the Holy Spirit. Unfortunately, you did not do it. We have been waiting for tens of thousands of years, but you have not done it. Do you really believe that he believes in the Holy Spirit?"

Catherine stared at Vivian with wide eyes.

A smile slowly appeared, Vivian whispered: "What he believed in is just a dream. A dream he imagined himself. Or, a dream he made up for him. You hope that he will always wear armor and be immersed in the dream when your paladins are immersed in the dream, but he himself does not want to. This dream was destined to be unreal from the beginning. Heaven has never been what he imagined, and sacred faith is not so beautiful. You and I know this. One day, when he unveiled the veil with his own hands and saw the truth of the dream, he will return to the embrace of darkness and become the original lich. Then I will complete the task, and you can go back to report. In fact, we have no loss. Aren't we?"

With a "bang", the small ball wrapped around my index finger fell into my palm. Vivian jumped gracefully from the chimney and said with a smile: "Okay, what you want to say should have been finished? I have to go back first. After all, I can't leave my guardian for too long. The time for him is about to be tested, hahahaha..."

Amid a burst of laughter, Vivian's figure slowly faded until she disappeared completely.

On the roof, only Catherine was still standing, standing blankly, clenching her fists, and was at a loss.

The night wind blew gently, and the feathers on their wings swayed gently in the wind.

...

Zeda took his sight back.

Standing at the highest point of the Lion King Capital, he can tilt the entire Lion King Capital. Every move of everyone cannot escape his perception.

Finally, he turned his gaze in another direction.

...

On the long street, Gray walked slowly on his horse.

Next to him was the king's carriage, and there was a large group of guards.

The black cat whispered: "To be honest, this dream is really not easy. The most difficult part is that you can only know the answer when you uncover the mask. Maybe they were still worshiping you the moment before, and they drew their sword the next moment. No one has done such a thing, and once the judgment is wrong, there will be no second chance."

"So, do everything to the best."

"But what are you going to do? Do you know what to do?"

"I don't know, but I at least know where my goal is, don't I? Just move in the right direction and you will arrive at your destination one day."

"So what? I mean, what are you going to do tomorrow? Don't you think this question is more realistic?"

"Tomorrow, um...I don't know either. When we don't know how to do it, we will do good things first, help others first, and continue to work hard to implement the chivalrous spirit and follow the divine faith, just like before."

"If you only abide by the virtues of knights and follow the sacred faith, you will definitely not be able to achieve this great goal. If you help the elderly, you can achieve it. I think the church will send someone around each elderly person and help him full-time every day."

"I don't know...I still have to think about it. But it's always impossible to be wrong when standing firmly on the right side."

"I hope so."

The ideal is beautiful, the reality is skinny, and it is obvious that this problem is too difficult for a lich. Gray was so confused that he started to pat his helmet.

The king next to him looked at him carefully through the car window and whispered to the entourage beside him: "As long as I control the Paladin, everything will be fine. No one wants to fight a Paladin. The church cannot break up with the Paladin, and so does Elin. Even as long as the Paladin is in my army, the Kingdom of Allen will weigh it. This is true for everyone."

"Yes, your majesty, you're right."

"But we haven't completely controlled it yet. You have to help me think of a way to help me think of what kind of surprise we will give him tomorrow. Today is generally successful, but I have to make him feel that he will have surprises when he sees me, and make him like me, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, your majesty, I understand."

"Hurry up, think about it!"

"yes!"

The team continued to move forward slowly.

...

"It's not easy, I'm finally ready." Looking at Gray's direction, Zeda slowly breathed.

"What have you prepared?" Taviya asked.

"Prepare a big show." Zeda's mouth raised slightly and said softly: "Vivian is just a cover, the cover for completely trapping the Guardian Angel by his side. In this way, the Guardian Angel will not have time to pay attention to the outside world's layout. At the same time, it can also guide this lich at the right time."

"It is of course right to stand firmly on the side of justice. But what if justice is absent? Which side are you going to stand on? Or, if everyone is not standing by your side, can you still stand firmly? The bondage of emotions is the greatest driving force for moving towards divinity, but it can also become the biggest obstacle. When you lead to a result that everyone does not want to see, do you represent divine?"

As he said that, Zeda finally turned his face to the Lion King Capital and hooked his fingers gently.

One of the three servants of the royal palace who were sipping hay in the stable suddenly covered his stomach and turned around and ran away.

"Hey, where are you going? You haven't finished it yet!" As soon as he finished speaking, the other person felt a cramp in his stomach: "No! I'm going to the bathroom!"

Leaving the fork at hand, he ran wildly towards the toilet.

"So coincidentally? Two of them went to the toilet together? Fortunately, I just went there." The last servant suddenly had his whole expression distorted, and he looked surprised: "Damn, what's going on?"

Before he finished speaking, he ran away with his stomach covering his stomach.

The only thing left in the stable was the blonde boy standing alone, at a loss.

"Hey! Your Majesty and the Paladin are back. Come and lead the horse! Hurry up!" someone shouted from afar.
Chapter completed!