The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 626 - 2: The Knight of White City (Part 2)

"It’s been a long time since the city has seen fireflies, and there’s only one left." Supporting himself with his hand on the roof, Erwin sat up and stared at the firefly, talking to himself: "Just one, have you also been estranged? Like me. Or maybe your companions didn’t follow the originally agreed path. Don’t worry, little one, if it’s not our fault, at least we don’t have to feel guilty, right? The worst thing in the world is guilt, and our situation is at least a bit better than the worst, right?"

Erwin reached out his hand.

The firefly slowly flew toward him and landed in his palm.

All at once, Erwin laughed, and it came from the heart.

"Do you still have the mood to chat with fireflies?"

Suddenly, a voice came, startling Erwin to turn around quickly. He saw a girl who seemed about thirteen or fourteen standing behind him.

Golden curls, wearing a blue and white dress.

It could be seen that the dress was originally supposed to be quite nice, but now it’s dirty. Not only is the dress a bit dirty, but the girl’s face is also covered in soot, as if she just crawled out of a chimney.

"Cadina?" Erwin called out her name. She was the girl living next door, since their houses were actually built together, connected, so they must share a piece of the roof.

"It’s me, who else?" Cadina wobbled over to Erwin and sat down beside him.

Even though the girl was dirty, as if she just crawled out of a chimney, her face was delicate. A pair of amber eyes, looking very charming.

The two sat side by side on the roof, chatting sporadically.

"I heard you had a fight with your father."

"Don’t you hear it often? It’s normal."

"This time it’s different, you argued fiercely. I also heard he wants to sell all your armor and weapons at a discount."

"Hmm, whatever."

"And your warhorse, he also wants to sell it."

"Hmm... he won’t, don’t listen to his nonsense."

"But I saw him heading to the stables, he said if you can’t be a Knight, you should honestly be a weapon merchant, dealing with these things can make you settle down."

Erwin was scared and stood up suddenly, ready to go downstairs.

Just then, laughter from behind stopped him, Erwin hesitated and turned back slowly.

The moment before Cadina looked emotionless, now she’s laughing so hard she’s trembling: "I told you, you certainly care."

Erwin got a bit angry: "So he didn’t actually go to the stables, right?"

Cadina replied with a grin: "No, but he’s about to. He sent me to talk to you, this is your last chance to save your warhorse."

Erwin sighed helplessly: "Why did he send you?"

"Maybe he doesn’t want to see you." Cadina said with a smile, pursing her lips: "Come on, tell me something that can make him less angry, or some promise. Uncle Bart is pretty good, you shouldn’t upset him so much. At least, you should give him some hope, rather than complete despair, right?"

Saying this, Cadina blinked her big eyes at Erwin.

The two were in a stalemate for quite a while, Erwin could only helplessly lower his head and said softly: "Help me tell my father, although I can’t swear allegiance to Duke Beisher, I can work for her. I can’t get a domain from her, but... I can make her acknowledge my status as a Knight by helping her. As long as she acknowledges it, all of White City will acknowledge it. I will be a noble, he will have the coat of arms he wants, though no domain, no income. Is this okay? I’ll go talk to Duke Beisher tomorrow, she will agree, especially since she’s currently short of hands."

"You should have said it like this." Cadina happily stood up and, as she passed by Erwin, muttered to herself: "Such an adult, yet still not knowing how to talk properly with your father, needs me to help you say it. Really."

Erwin, who was older by six or seven years, was left speechless by the reprimand.

Turning his head, Cadina already climbed down the ladder next to them. Erwin was left standing alone on the rooftop, gazing at the sky.