*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.