Chapter 29: Lich Love Story Season 2 (3) (Second Update)

*What kind of hero could make thousands of girls scream in frenzy?*

Clearly, it was Gray!

He appeared at the critical moment, alone, turning the tide, fearless in the face of danger!*

*Every girl has a brave lover in her heart!*

*Every boy has a figure wielding a sword in their imagination!*

*It didn't matter how cheesy the lines were, because he truly lived up to them!*

"Gray—! You really came to save me! Gray—! Gray—! Gray—! You really came to save me! Gray—!" Shelley screamed Gray's name desperately, her voice hoarse, tears streaming down like rain. At this moment, she had a feeling that no matter what kind of face he had behind the mask, she would be willing to follow him for a lifetime, even if he had no face. If he was just her illusion, then let her go mad forever.

Gray, riding his majestic horse, bathed in silver moonlight, looked like a Heavenly God descending.

At this moment, even the experienced Count Gruglu was stunned.

"What do you think? Did my dialogue improve!" Gray roared in his heart, *"My soul fire is now blazing!"*

"Hiss—!" The Bone Horse roared along!

"I'm worried you'll fall off the horse," the Black Cat muttered quietly.

"Don't panic—! He's alone, kill him!" The one-eyed man roared hysterically, pointing with his dagger, the soldiers scattered throughout the hall quickly drew their swords and charged at Gray.

Gray's sword also unsheathed! He raised his sword high!

"Don't swing yourself! Let the Bone Horse do it! I'm terrified you'll fling the sword away again, it's too embarrassing!" The Black Cat shouted from within the armor.

"Oh, okay!" Gray responded.

The first soldier who rushed to the horse's hooves hurriedly raised his shield, and the next moment, he was kicked away by the horse's legs!

Another soldier rushed up to Gray, and Gray didn't even need to raise his sword, it was already raised. He just slightly shifted the direction.

The soldier hurriedly raised his shield as well. Thus, he was also kicked away.

"Beautiful! Well done! Keep it up!" The Black Cat got excited.

"Really?" Gray asked sincerely.

"No! It's not true! I just didn't want to waste time scolding you!"

"Oh..."

The third soldier charged at Gray, meeting the same fate!

Then the fourth, and the fifth.

"Hiss—!"

The one-eyed man's mouth twitched violently twice.

From start to finish, Gray's sword hadn't even been swung, and they had already lost five men.

The Bone Horse could kick left, kick right, and even leap up to kick cross-legged!

"What kind of horse is this? Be careful—! The sword moves are a bluff! Watch out for the horse's legs!"

Finally, you realized the key problem, but it's completely useless. The horse's legs are as big as a cauldron, unaffected by any blade or axe. So how do you plan to be careful?

In an instant, the soldiers lay scattered on the ground, groaning in pain. Most lost consciousness after being kicked.

Only the one-eyed man remained standing. He quickly hid behind Count Gruglu, pressing the dagger against Count Gruglu's throat.

The Bone Horse proudly raised its head, carrying Gray as it circled around him, looking down from above.

The bound maids and butlers struggled to move aside.

Shelley covered her mouth, her eyes wide, staring blankly, tears flowing.

Inside, the full-armored Knight riding a horse up close gave an overwhelming pressure, unmatched by the outdoors. It felt like he could pounce the next moment.

The one-eyed man's hand trembled uncontrollably.

"Hiss—!"

"My horse wants me to tell you, it has killed hundreds like you."

"Don't come any closer—! If you do, I'll kill him!"

The one-eyed man desperately clung to Count Gruglu, pressing the dagger to Count Gruglu's throat, but Count Gruglu slowly sighed in relief.

"Are you sent by Yilin?" He looked at Gray indifferently.

"No," Gray glanced secretly and found the "Knight's Guide to Success" thrown in a corner near the door, then stuttered, "I—I came to find Miss Shelley. She seems to have picked up my book, so I came to retrieve it."

"Returning a book so late... I didn't expect you to be a shy knight. If I were a woman, I'd probably fall for you too." Count Gruglu glanced at Shelley, sighed helplessly, "Alright, I understand."

Shelley pressed her lips, smiling, tears flowing.

"You understand nothing," muttered the Black Cat quietly, unable to bear it.

Count Gruglu pressed two fingers lightly on the one-eyed man's hand holding the dagger, then spoke without turning his head, "With him here, you can't harm Shelley. As long as Shelley lives, the Gruglu family will learn the truth, and will mobilize troops to attack the Field family's territory at any cost. Edward III can't defeat us. Your mission has already failed. Drop the dagger. I can promise not to act against the Field family and your family, but you have violated the honor of the Gruglu family and must die. Is that acceptable?"

The one-eyed man slowly turned his face, eyes bloodshot, stared at Count Gruglu who was drenched in sweat but maintained his composure without expression.

*It was an ironclad will, expressing more than words.*

The hand holding the dagger shook violently.

Count Gruglu's fingers applied pressure, and the one-eyed man continued to struggle.

"This is the most lenient treatment, you must die. As long as one survives, it's evidence. Even I or Edward III won't let you go."

The fierceness in the one-eyed man's eyes gradually faded, leaving only despair.

Finally, he ceased struggling, allowing Count Gruglu to gently push aside his hand holding the dagger.

"Remember your promise."

"I will."

As Count Gruglu walked away, the one-eyed man gritted his teeth, turned the dagger, and stabbed into his own heart, falling silently.

The blood slowly spread on the carpet.

Count Gruglu turned back and glanced indifferently.

Gray dismounted.

"Gray—! I thought you wouldn't come!" Shelley shouted, flying into Gray's arms, or rather, she hugged Gray tightly, startling Gray, who raised his hands.

"I never want to leave you again! Not for a lifetime!" Shelley cried while laughing.

The night wind blew into the hall through the open door, the girl's heart danced in the wind.

Gray panicked.

"What's wrong with her? What should I do?"

"Just stand still for a while."

"Why? I need to pick up the book!"

"Don't ask why, pinching me won't help this time. I've had a change of heart," said the Black Cat tiredly.

Helplessly, Gray stood quietly, letting Shelley hug him.

Amid horse hooves and clashing armor, Yilin's entourage arrived.

Seeing the scene, Yilin was stunned. Her gaze finally settled on Count Gruglu's blood-covered left hand.

"Medic! Where's the medic! Quickly! Huoersi! Untie everyone now!"

"Yes! Quickly untie them!"

A large crowd rushed forward, began a frantic rush.

A medic approached Shelley.

"Miss Shelley, please let me check your injuries."

"No!" Shelley hugged tighter.

Huoersi could only wave his hand gently, signaling the medic to attend to others first.

"Sorry, Uncle Gruglu, it was Yilin's negligence."

"You followed the messenger?"

"Yes, but Yilin didn't expect... it took too much time on the way."

"That's why I say you're still too inexperienced. With this, how can I trust you with the entire Gruglu family?"

"Sorry, Uncle Gruglu," Yilin bowed awkwardly.

Looking at Shelley holding Gray tightly, refusing to let go, Count Gruglu sighed helplessly, "Forget it, consider this a test. I'll write to mobilize troops immediately."

Yilin looked at Count Gruglu in surprise.

"Thank... thank you, Uncle Gruglu!"

This turn of events was so unexpected that Yilin had no time to prepare.

"I have no guards left in the city, it's unsafe here. I'll stay at your castle. Arrange a room."

"Yes! Abi Robbs!"

"Present!"

Walking step-by-step to Gray and Shelley, Count Gruglu spoke softly, "Let go, you'll have plenty of chances later. Let Grandpa talk to him."

"Oh." Shelley obediently stepped aside.

Count Gruglu looked Gray up and down, glanced at the Bone Horse standing nearby, and said, "Your horse is nice. I remember our Gruglu family had a fine horse a few hundred years ago."

"Hiss—!"

"Yes, it's the same horse," translated the Black Cat, expressionless.

"I heard you have no surname?"

"Uh, yes."

"How about the surname Gruglu?" Count Gruglu smiled.

Gray was stunned, quickly asking the Black Cat, "What does he mean?"

"No need to guess, he wants you to marry into the family," the Black Cat rolled its eyes, "My goodness, you're pure evil. You stole their horse bones and now plan to steal their precious granddaughter. Can't you torment someone else?"

"So what's 'marry into'?"

"I won't tell you, pinching me doesn't work."

Count Gruglu assumed Gray was hesitating because the discussion took too long, gently patted Gray's shoulder, "Don't worry, take your time, no rush."

Abi Robbs came forward, saluted, "The carriage is ready. Count, please follow me to the castle."

Count Gruglu nodded, extended a hand to Shelley. Shelley understood and supported him. The grandfather and granddaughter followed Abi Robbs out through the door. Shelley kept glancing back at Gray, eyes full of affection.

"So what does 'marry into' mean?"

"I'm not telling you! Meow—!"

The silver night passed in bloodshed. It seems legends aren't always reliable.

*The girl's heart danced in the wind, yet the Knight remained oblivious. Let's hope this new Knight's tale has a happy ending.*