The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 294 - 36: The Lord (4)

Another day passed.

In the blink of an eye, the incredibly long month had finally come to an end for Jones.

Elf History, Fifth Era, 2nd Year of Silver Moon, February.

Just as the newly established Blood Clan lord on the Kolin Peninsula was busy paying debts and celebrating the first twenty thousand Gold Coin turnover, Lich King Gray Gruggle had his plans fully prepared and commenced his grand scheme.

"Holy Light should shine on every piece of land, including the Gustav Empire. I, Lich King Gray Gruggle, order the Black Dragon Clan to immediately relinquish control over the Gustav Empire and halt the enslavement of its people. Furthermore, I urge the rulers of the Gustav Empire to cease your foolish and ignorant actions and return to the path of righteousness, accepting the illumination of Holy Light. If you refuse, the White Bone Holy Light Court will purify you in the name of justice!"

This was the final ultimatum.

In fact, tensions between the North and South had already been rising sharply. This ultimatum merely heightened the tension further. It demonstrated that the Lich King’s tolerance was limited, not accepting indefinite delays. It also reminded the populace that in this North-South conflict, the White Bone Holy Light Court always held a dominant position and was now ready to launch their offensive.

Meanwhile, despite the Gustav Empire’s rulers’ desperate attempts to prevent it, the previous court forces within the empire were disintegrating rapidly.

*Isn’t it odd?*

*When the court was strong, the emperor of Gustav struggled to wrestle power from it, even threatening to expose Gray’s identity. However, once Gray stood with the human court, the emperor had no choice but to support the court that maintained ties with Heaven, despite it being largely ineffective.*

The events at Salted Fish Port had spread across the continent, including the Gustav Empire. The court’s key figures, including the Pope, Cardinal Court, and Holy Knight, were all wiped out at Salted Fish Port by Gray.

*When Heaven could do nothing for the court’s reputation, what could the Dragon Clan possibly accomplish?*

The southern army had already mobilized, and before they set foot on northern lands, the Gustav Empire internally began to fall apart. The human side of the war seemed prematurely over, with only the core areas controlled by the Gustav Royal Family still holding firm.

...

"So, is it essentially a war between the Undead and the Dragon Clan now?" Jones asked.

"Not exactly," Delia, Guardian Angel of Richie, whispered, "The Dragon Clan is split into the Black Dragon and Golden Dragon clans. The ones controlling the Gustav Empire are the Black Dragons. However, there is an alliance between the Black Dragons and Golden Dragons, despite their internal conflicts. According to the alliance, if the Black Dragons face external threats, the Golden Dragons must fully support them. Now, the Holy Knight is trying to make the enemy solely the Black Dragons, and not the entire Dragon Clan. Otherwise, even with the Undead Army’s involvement, it would be very challenging."

"I recall the Lich Council had fought against the Dragon Clan before?"

"Yes. It ended in a draw, but records show that the early Lich Council was actually at a disadvantage. Over time, the casualties were heavy. The undead don’t fear casualties, but humans do. You have to admit, the Dragon Clan is really formidable. But if the opponent is only the Black Dragons, we can win."

"Alright then, it sounds like humans are just a burden." Jones shrugged helplessly.

*’Justice,’ the greatest weakness lies in it not being profit-oriented, thus suffering losses in many matters. Unfortunately, Gray is steadfast in his justice. Perhaps his acceptance of splitting the Black and Golden Dragons is a stroke of luck.*

Under the night sky, the water in Giant Snake City’s "moat" trickled softly. From a particular angle, it resembled more of a creek than a "moat."

The nearby woods swayed gently in the wind, and occasional laughter echoed from the distant Dwarf Village.

On the other side, a refinery was halfway built. The dwarf slaves brought in for the refinery were settled in the Dwarf Village. Of course, they were promised their freedom by Jones, but the specifics had to be discussed further after meeting with Adolf.

As for Jones, he set up a table and chair at the city gate. Freshly out of the mine, his face was filthy, resembling a laborer, or rather, a child worker, instead of a young Blood Clan lord.

Dora stood beside him as always.

Delia, with her white wings, exuded a gentle white light all over. With her presence, Jones didn’t even need a torch.

After a long silence, Jones asked, "By the way, how are you all doing? I mean you, Catherine, and Abod. Heaven and Gray... I mean the Holy Knight. Heaven and the Holy Knight have already fallen out; what are you planning to do?"

"Nothing changes," Delia replied, "The Guardian Angel must stay with their Contract Knight; it’s a vow, unaffected by Heaven’s stance. We only leave when the vow-holder breaks their promise and falls into darkness. Richie and the Holy Knight, in any case, have not fallen into darkness. Moreover, Heaven’s stance is not entirely unified at the moment."

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