The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 273 - 25: Father and Son

"This matter is extremely important! Extremely important! Extremely important! Extremely important!" Jones repeatedly emphasized to Dora: "If things go wrong, I’m done for! Everything I’ve done might be in vain! I’ll be confined at home in the future! Understand? No matter what, you must complete it! No matter what!"

"Lord Jones! Dora understands!"

As soon as it got dark, Dora set off. In fact, she had already set off before it got dark because a snowstorm had started.

The weather on the Kolin Peninsula is just that unpredictable, but it’s also a good thing.

The snowstorm and the polar night where the Jones family castle is located mean that Dora can set off more than an hour earlier.

In crucial times, this could be a life-saving hour.

The snow itself isn’t the main problem; it’s the wind that’s truly lethal for a bat. Dora had to desperately flap her wings and struggle in the blizzard. Finally, she spotted a faint light on the distant horizon. This meant the polar night area and the blizzard’s range were ending, and she had to wait until dark to act.

So, Dora, in her bat form, lay on the snow waiting. From time to time, large snowflakes fell from the sky, directly burying her with a "plop." She would always struggle out of the snow pile and continue shivering as she waited.

...

"Jones, are you ready?" Count Dracula knocked heavily on Jones’s door, standing next to him were Susan and Countess Dracula.

"Not yet! Please wait a little longer!" Jones’s voice came from inside the room.

"What on earth are you doing?"

"Getting ready to leave!"

"Does it really take so long to get ready to leave?"

"Going out with Cousin Susan, I think it’s a particularly grand occasion, and I need to prepare well. Besides, Father, don’t you think the snow is too heavy? Maybe we should change the time."

"No, I think today is perfect. You better hurry up!"

"Alright, please wait a little longer!"

Turning his face, Count Dracula glanced at the Countess and Susan beside him, spreading his hands: "He’s usually very quick; I don’t know why he’s so slow today."

Susan’s brows furrowed slowly, looking confused.

...

Finally, the faint light on the horizon disappeared. With a "pop," Dora emerged from the snow, flapping her wings and braving the snowstorm to keep flying hard.

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"If you don’t open the door now, I’ll break it down!"

"Alright, alright, I’m ready!" Jones opened the door at once, standing in front of Count Dracula, the Countess, and Susan, smiling.

The three pairs of eyes were sizing him up and down.

Jones dressed very ordinarily, very casually, and even his hair wasn’t better combed than usual.

Count Dracula asked coldly, "You’ve been preparing for so long, what exactly did you prepare?"

Jones pointed to the flower on his chest.

"Is there something special about this flower?"

"Very ordinary, I was just figuring out how to make myself look ordinary. I must say, it’s easy to be special, but to be ordinary is really, ow!"

Before he could finish talking, Count Dracula knocked sharply on Jones’s forehead.

Jones, holding his forehead, carefully looked at him.

Gritting his teeth, Count Dracula said harshly, "You better not play tricks on me. Now, immediately, set off!"

...

At that moment, Dora finally arrived breathlessly in front of Adelle.

Looking at the letter Dora had delivered, Adelle frowned: "I... don’t really understand. Why pretend the castle is mine?"

"Because the master won’t agree to Young Master Jones buying the castle, especially with borrowed money. They might already be on their way to the castle now."

"Why wouldn’t Count Dracula allow Jones to buy a castle? It’s just a castle, and he would ground Jones for such a thing?"

Being asked like this, Dora was dumbfounded and didn’t know how to explain for a moment.

"Alright, let me ask differently." Adelle continued: "If it’s so urgent, why doesn’t he just turn back and tell me? Shouldn’t handling that side be more appropriate first?"

Dora stammered: "Because... because Young Master Jones thinks if you could send a steward over as a witness, it would sound more credible. It could solve the problem completely."

"Why don’t I go over personally then, I have something to find Jones for anyway. Tell me where the castle is."

"Thank you! Thank you, Young Master Adelle! Oh, right, Young Master, there’s also a Hydra in the castle, and it’s yours!"

"What?" Adelle’s expression froze.

...

The group with Jones was marching through the wind and snow, on their way to the small castle.

Count Dracula flew at the front, followed by Jones, with the Countess and Susan behind. Four bats were fluttering through the air.

At this moment, Jones was in a terrible mood, and Count Dracula’s expression was also unsightly.

This is probably the tacit understanding between father and son. The father is resolute because he already senses some "unusual aroma." The son is timid, not daring to speak.

This situation has happened before. If we were to give examples from the past, it would be: Count Dracula disbanding the knight gang Jones formed with zombies, Count Dracula destroying the secret base Jones dug under the castle, Count Dracula cracking the major case of Jones illegally mining his own veins... in short, things like these. It seems every great plan of Jones in the past was abruptly halted after such a scenario appeared, except for one.

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