The door made of colorful glass slowly opened under the push of two Silver Moon Knights.

The noise outside the church swarmed in like a gust of wind, which quickly filled the entire hall.

Gray looked around, and the friends of the White City team were still scattered.

After a brief silence, Shelley stood up, walked to Gray step by step, and took his hand.

"No matter what, I'm willing to face it with you."

"Thanks."

Yilin sighed helplessly, and had to come over and stand beside Gray.

Immediately afterwards, there were others, including the helpless Jones and Dora, the drifting Pass, and the ignorant Bob.

Finally, everyone's eyes looked at the alone Earl of Grugru.

Earl Grugru took a deep breath and said softly: "Is there no other way? You can't... We modify the government orders on the basis of the present, so that at least there is no need to abolish them completely. It is quietly modified, or even let them know. This will weaken the voices of opposition a little."

"Any decree has unexpected consequences, and it takes time to modify it. No one of us knows what to do to be right. Once something goes wrong, we don't even have the opportunity to remedy it. The most appropriate way now is to get everything back to its original state. At least it is, we all know that there will be no major problems, and people also know how to live." Yilin said these words.

After a moment of silence, the Earl of Grugru could only sigh and said, "Okay." Then he walked towards Grey helplessly and stood behind Grey.

This is indeed the most appropriate way to deal with it now, in addition to Grey's own reputation and the current situation.

Taking steps, Gray walked towards the balcony step by step, and everyone else followed him.

When Gray appeared on the balcony, the crowded crowds of people in the square suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at it with their eyes wide open.

"Is there anything good about calling us all over so late?"

"Maybe it is, it's a Paladin after all."

"The new decree? Will we divide the noble's property? If this happens, I will become a noble. It would be great that I will never have to work again."

"Hahahaha, I just sold the land yesterday. It seems that the land price is about to fall again."

Residents were talking.

In the crowd, the author of "The Guide to Knights to Become a Creative" silently encouraged in his heart: "Some more exciting, and some more exciting! My novel will definitely be sold out at that time! I will print a million copies in one breath!"

Hiding in the crowd, Benedict II shrank his head and turned around and wanted to run away, but was grabbed by Andrew, who was wearing a cloak.

"Where do you want to go?"

"What if...what if he finds me?"

"As a king, how afraid are you to death? If you are like a coward, I will leave immediately, you can do it yourself!"

"No...you, I beg you not to leave." Benedict II had to bite the bullet and come back again, lowering his head, not daring to look in the direction of Gray. His forehead was full of sweat.

Actually, he didn't know that everyone was tilting their heads, only he was tilting his head, which would only be more conspicuous.

The whole square was quiet, with only sporadic sounds. Everyone was quietly waiting for Gray, full of expectations.

Gray was silent, looking around at the vast crowd below. He was silent.

...

Different dimension.

Catherine flapped her wings and landed on a cloud.

The huge open-air clouds are unevenly undulating, forming "tables", and the "tables" are filled with various bottles and jars, and the clouds floating in the air act as "cabinets".

Three angels are busy.

Catherine hurriedly came to one of the angels and handed the empty bottle in her hand: "Please help me see what the bottle has in it. It's more urgent."

The angel was stunned for a moment, reached out to take the bottle, fanned the bottle with his hand, and sniffed it gently: "Elf potion? What kind of elf potion is it?"

"I don't know, I'll take it back from humans, please help me see."

"Okay, you have to wait a moment," said the angel.

"Please trouble you."

...

After a long time, Gray took a step forward and held the balcony fence with both hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'll let everyone come here so late. Because I have an important thing to announce."

The sound was directly transmitted to everyone's ears through magical blessings, ensuring that they could hear it clearly.

"It's okay, as long as it's a good thing, you can let me stand here all night. Hahahaha."

"Will you pay more money this month?"

"I want a new dress, but it's too expensive. Can the Paladin stipulate that the dress cannot be sold too expensive?"

"Do you want to give a wife to the bachelor?"

The people in the square responded sporadically and muttered.

The black cat whispered: "It's better not to talk about the food crisis. Look at these people. If they know about the food crisis and start to hoard food, it's even worse. There will be big things happening immediately. I even think that when you visit various countries to find food, it's best not to let them know."

Grey paused and continued: "Based on what I have seen so far, I decided to withdraw the decree that has been issued."

Suddenly, the entire square became quiet. There was no scattered sound, only the whistling sound of wind and the sizzling sound of torches.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Gray in surprise, including Benedict II and Andrew, as well as the author of the "Knight's Guide to Becoming a Creator" which was so happy that it was a moment ago.

Everyone was stunned.

The author's mouth twitched in "The Knight's Guide to Becoming a Creator".

"Yes, you heard it right." Gray's voice rang again in the square, and he whispered loudly: "Based on what you have seen so far, I regret that the new decree is not suitable. I decided to withdraw it all. I will not send any more money. You must work to support yourself. There will be no more relaxed laws. You must take care of yourself and be kind to others."

"Why?" someone shouted anxiously.

"Because, I found that everything I execute now is not suitable for you. It's not that it will never be suitable, but at least it is not suitable for now. Maybe one day I will re-execute, but not now. We need to go step by step so that everyone can gradually understand the new way of life. Then..."

"We know life very well!" Someone interrupted Gray and shouted, "We are having a happy life!"

"Yes, we're having a happy life!"

"You can't take away our happiness!"

"I'm sorry, I'll apologize to you here!" Grey shouted loudly.

However, the crowd shouted louder than him.

"We don't apologize!"

"Yes, let's not apologize! Return the money that belongs to us!"

Gray was silent, looking around at the complaining residents.

Bob blinked and looked up at Gray.

The friends around Gray were also silent.

"How can you do this? My land is deserted. I will starve to death if you do this!"

"I quit my job. Now you say you won't pay?"

"I lost all the money I'll pay next month. Do you tell me now?"

"Too much!"

Gray looked at the residents, plucked up the courage and shouted loudly: "Everyone will have difficulties, I understand this! I will work hard to help you solve difficulties, stand with you, and help you through difficult times! But from this moment, the government orders will be cancelled, and you must support yourself! Everyone should not continue to fall! Your Paladins are still standing with you!"

"No! We don't cancel the decree! Return our good life!" An egg was thrown from the crowd and hit Gray's mask.

"We don't want Paladins! We want money!"

The egg white and the yolk were stirred together and slowly lowered along Gray's mask.

Shelley took out his handkerchief and helped Gray wipe it.

"No cancellation of the government order!"

"Who gave you the right to cancel the decree! Can you treat us like this just because you are a Paladin?"

"Give back our money!"

"Bad Paladin!"

Gray's reputation is collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Look, this is the consequence. A group of fools." Earl Grugru said expressionlessly: "Politics has always been a lie. Don't fantasize about treating them with a sincere heart. They will not care whether what you said is correct or how much you have done for them. They only care about what they have received. As long as you can give them money, they don't even care who the money was stolen from. They just want to get it for nothing. I support you in implementing martial law across the city, suppressing all objections, and forcing them to do what you want. We have enough army."

"But that's not what I want."

"What do you want? Want a beautiful world in your fantasy? That never exists. Or it's not worth it."

Another egg flew over and hit Gray's mask with a "slap".

Shelley continued to wipe it in a hurry.

Elin stood beside Gray without saying a word.

"Although it may not be appropriate, as usual, I still have to ask: 'Do you want to think about depravity? Depravity is comfortable!'" Vivian whispered.

Gray did not answer, but just looked around quietly and indifferently at the residents in the square below the balcony like a vast ocean.
To be continued...