Softshell turtle is not a tortoise.

Modesty! Honesty! Compassion! Bravery! Justice! Sacrifice! Honor! Faith!
He is a lich, yet he upholds the knightly spirit!
He is a lich, yet he remains steadfast in his faith of light!
"With a formidable enemy at hand, fearless and unobstructed! Daring and loyal, worthy of the Holy Spirit! Loyal and upright, willing to die unyielding! Protecting the weak, never going against heaven's principles!"
Standing at the top of the world, no matter how great the storm, nothing can stop him from following the steps of the Holy Spirit! Not even the Holy Spirit!
...
This is a romantic legendary story of a chatty cat and a lich who dedicates his body and soul to the light!
Yes, "romantic," not deceiving you! That's just how it is!

The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!

"Oh, really?" Jones thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "So, Richie sent you to find me just to tell me these things?"


"Richie sent me to see how you were doing, to greet you."


"Also, he asked me when you were planning to come back, the great battle is imminent, aren't you going to follow the Holy Knight on the expedition?"


"Um..." Jones looked around, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled helplessly, "You see, I have many things to do here right now, I can't leave for the time being. Plus... don't you think it doesn't matter whether I go on the expedition or not? I won't be of any help anyway."


While speaking, he wiped his face with a towel. Because the towel was already gray, wiping his face didn't make it any cleaner.


"But you have a certain representative significance," Delia said, "You are the Holy Knight's nominal adopted son, you can play a role in the army that others can't."


"Maybe." Jones smiled with pursed lips and didn't speak again.


Chapter 36: The Lord (4)_2