Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 136 The Lucky Dice

After the two reached an agreement on the stakes, they were escorted by onlookers to a table covered with a white tablecloth. The crowd hurriedly moved the drinks and snacks off the table, creating a gambling surface for the two.

"Hehehehe, come on Haven, do you need me to explain the rules to you?"

The two stood on opposite sides of the table, returning to their areas of expertise, and Zara's sense of complete control was once again on full display.

Seeing Zara emitting that irritating smell again, Haven couldn't help but curl his lip. This kind of self-important, greasy man is really the most annoying.

"No need, I know. It's just a contest of size. Let's keep it simple and just have each person get a dice cup and roll the dice."

Seeing this, Zara said no more. After all, if Havet was just going to find someone to roll the dice, then it was hard to say what would happen to them. But since this foolish guy chose to have both of them roll the dice, then don't blame me. This is all your own fault.

"Sure, does anyone have dice on them? Let us use them."

As the onlookers threw their dice onto the table, dice of various colors and sizes appeared on the table.

"Then, please, for absolute fairness, let's each pick a die from the table."

Under everyone's gaze, Haven casually picked up a die. After all, for him, in a game with a known outcome, as long as he wanted to win, he simply couldn't lose. However, looking at this arrogant guy, his eyes lit up and a plan came to mind.

"Okay, this one will do. But I still want to make sure you won't cheat and deny it, will you?"

Zara's faint smile vanished completely upon hearing Havent's words.

"Well, of course. There's a saying that once you're at the gambling table, anything you say goes. Since you're so worried, do you want me to swear an oath to the gods in the name of the Idia family?"

"Hmm? Is that okay? That would be wonderful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haven shrugged helplessly at Zara, whose eyes were practically spitting fire.

"Look, you're getting impatient. I only imitated your behavior slightly just now, and you can't stand it. Tsk tsk tsk, you're so petty."

The onlookers watched Haven relentlessly stirring Zara's emotions with his words, and couldn't help but secretly marvel at how fearless this newly arrived Northern White Lion heir was, speaking as he pleased.

"Alright, alright, you don't need to swear an oath. I wouldn't be surprised if you cheat in the end."

Under Haven's continuous provocations, the veins on Zara's forehead began to throb involuntarily, but in the end he gave up on retorting and picked up the dice cup with a gloomy expression, shaking it.

Seeing that the guy was ignoring his verbal provocations, Haven didn't continue. Sometimes, doing too many little tricks can backfire. This was just right. From his expression, actions, and demeanor, Haven could tell that Zara was definitely holding back a lot of anger.

Holding your breath can easily lead to anger, which in turn can cause you to lose focus. And when you're distracted, you might make the wrong decisions under the influence of certain events or provocative words.

To be honest, this principle was taught to him by that old fox, Count Morrie. However, when that old man said this, he was holding mead in one hand and touching his maid's buttocks with the other. The old rogue's behavior made Haven despise him.

However, it must be said that if Cuban had been as shrewd and cunning as his unreliable father, he wouldn't have been bullied so badly in the capital.

While his mind was wandering, Haven pressed the dice cup, which had been shaking for a while, onto the table. He was planning to play the long game and catch a big fish. He didn't use his abilities in the first round of gambling. He could accept winning or losing. He was going to see what tricks Zara would play.

"Come on, open it, I'm looking forward to punching you in the nose later."

Zara, having completed the operation, was also full of confidence. After all, these tricks were taught to him by a scout squad leader during his service. Before serving, this squad leader was a frequent visitor to casinos and was proficient in all kinds of gambling techniques.

In his words, he had been gambling for over ten years and had never lost. If he hadn't been so reckless as to go to a high-class casino and been exposed by a mage who was also gambling there, he might still be wandering around the casinos in the capital.

"Hehehe~ Haven. Confidence is a good thing, but sometimes being too confident can lead to a big fall."

Listen up, this is the capital city. When you come to the capital, you have to follow the rules of the capital! You're doomed~~~~~

As Zara finished speaking, she abruptly pulled her hand off the dice cup.

However, contrary to his expectations of exclamations, the crowd was unusually quiet. Zara couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. When he saw the strange expressions on the faces of the people standing next to him, a bad feeling rose in his heart.

"How is this possible???"

Haven was a little confused when he saw Zara flip the dice cup to reveal a one and look smug. What was going on? Didn't they agree to a contest of who had the higher dice?

Zara was equally bewildered. After careful maneuvering, Zara was absolutely certain that she had gotten a six, but when she opened the dice cup, it showed the lowest possible number, which left Zara completely baffled. After all, this technique had always worked perfectly for her when she was in the military.

"Um...you're being a bit too polite. Are you trying to be lenient with me?"

Hearing Haven's infuriating words, Zara's forehead veins throbbed again.

"Hehehe~ Don't be too happy yet, Havent. Your dice cup hasn't been opened yet. If it's also a one, as the dealer, I'll still win."

Seeing Zara still stubbornly refusing to admit it, Haven couldn't help but roll his eyes. Even if he was unlucky, could he only roll a single point? Besides, he'd always been lucky.

"I'm not as bad as you!"

Haven, who seizes every opportunity to make sarcastic remarks, doesn't forget to constantly tease Zara. Under everyone's gaze, he opens the dice cup, and immediately a series of gasps are heard.

"Hahahahahahahaha~ I knew it, I'm not a noob like you."

When Zara saw Havent open the dice cup and reveal a two, her eyes widened, and her expression was as if she had swallowed a fly.

“Lord Zara, it seems we’ve agreed on a best-of-five format. You can’t let me win anymore, or I’ll start to think you’re a good person.” Zara, who was already a bit annoyed, felt a surge of heat rush to her head when she heard Havent’s teasing words. However, she didn’t retaliate against Havent’s words. Instead, she pursed her lips and took out a crystal diamond card from her pretty magic pouch and threw it on the table.

"This is a magic crystal card issued by the Imperial Treasury. It can be exchanged for five thousand gold coins at any large merchant guild."

Haven grabbed the magic crystal card on the table and examined it carefully. After careful inspection, he discovered that there were several similar crystal cards in the necklace that Alpha had given him. He hadn't known what they were for before, but now he finally did.

"Thank you for your generosity, Young Master Zara. Don't worry, I will use this money for good purposes, such as opening a few shelters or welfare homes. By the way, do you need a naming rights?"

Zara, who could barely hear what Haven was saying, assumed he was mocking her and narrowed her long, thin eyes slightly.

"Hehehe~ You got lucky this time, Haven. Come on next time, it won't be so easy for you."

Zara let out a long breath and threw the dice back into the dice cup. The dice bounced up and down and shook for a dozen times before slamming the cup heavily onto the table. Her narrow eyes stared intently at Haven.

At the same time, Haven, who had just finished shaking the dice, also pressed the dice cup onto the table. He unexpectedly won the first round, which made Haven, who was originally going to use his abilities in the second round, hesitate for a moment. In the end, he decided to observe for a while longer to see what tricks Zara was going to play.

"I drove first, now it's your turn."

Haven seemed indifferent to Zara's request. After all, he had already won a round inexplicably, and even if he lost this round, he would simply have to return the magic crystal card he had just won to Zara.

Thinking of this, Haven lifted the dice cup, revealing a not-too-big, not-too-small three.

Seeing that Haven only showed three points, Zara couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't six points, everything would be fine for her.

Feeling the tightness from the fine strands of hair at her fingertips, Zara, whose fingers seemed to have only touched the surface of the dice cup a couple of times, had actually completed the operation on the dice inside the cup. Confirming that she had definitely gotten a six this time, Zara once again showed a victor's smile.

"Havent~ That was just a warm-up; now the real show begins. Speaking of which, I'm really looking forward to seeing the heir to the prestigious White Lion Legion bark like a dog in public. Prepare to experience defeat~~~~~~~"

As Zara finished speaking, the crowd fell silent once again. Everyone turned to look at each other, staring at each other, unsure of what to say.

"This is impossible!!!!"

The moment Zara sensed something was wrong, she looked down at the table. A bright two on the die made her dizzy. She reached out and picked up the die to check again and again. It was indeed a two.

Zara glanced at Havent suspiciously, but Havent's hands were within her sight the whole time, and his hair was still wrapped around the dice when she opened the dice cup. She didn't sense anything else unusual.

Looking at Zara, who was now a little younger than him, Havent would have thought that this guy was a good person if it weren't for the fact that Ilya had died under his coercion not long ago, and that he deliberately lost to him to win his favor.

"This...this...I think I won again, Master Zara. It seems that rolling dice to determine the size isn't something you're good at."

Under Zara's death-like gaze, Haven once again picked up the magic crystal card that Zara had slammed on the table. However, this time, Haven did not continue to mock Zara. After all, he didn't need to provoke her; Zara already seemed panicked.

Similarly, from Zara's perspective, she had clearly controlled the dice to land a six, but the result was a two. This plunged Zara into deep self-doubt. To make matters worse, she had already lost two rounds in a row. If she lost this next round, she would have to... in front of so many people!
Thinking of this, Zara couldn't help but shiver, and cold sweat seeped from her forehead. Feeling a bit hot, Zara subconsciously reached out and tugged at her collar.

After waiting for quite a while, seeing that Zara still had no intention of starting the next sentence, Haven urged her on. After all, Ilya still needed to be dealt with. Although the little girl was dead, she couldn't just be left to fend for herself.

"Hey~ Zara, what's wrong? You're not planning to play anymore? Don't be shy if you don't want to continue playing."

Upon hearing Havent's words, which sounded like a devil's whisper, the situation reversed dramatically. The gazes and whispers of the crowd tightened around Zara's neck like a shackle, making it hard for him to breathe. He worried that if he lost again, he would bring shame and disgrace to the Idia family.

However, if he were to flee now, he would never be able to hold his head high in front of those nobles of his age for the rest of his life.

Ultimately, Zara had no choice but to stop playing and drag it out. As long as the third round didn't go on, she wouldn't lose. Although doing so was also very shameful, it was better than actually losing to this despicable guy.

Having figured out what the other party was planning, Haven raised an eyebrow. This shameless bastard was a sore loser. After urging him a few more times and seeing that the other party still didn't react, Haven, who had lost patience, pushed aside the crowd around the long table and walked a few steps to Zara.

"Now I know why Rihanna hates you so much. You're really not manly enough. You're such a shady guy who only dares to do dirty tricks behind people's backs."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and, amidst the gasps of the crowd, swung it toward Zara's face. Feeling the force of the palm strike on her left cheek, Zara instinctively shrank her neck to dodge.

Unexpectedly, Haven's slap wasn't aimed at Zara's face at all. Instead, he changed direction and slapped her hard when he was less than 20 centimeters away from Zara's head.

Zara, who was already bent over to avoid a slap, swayed violently after Havent slapped her on the shoulder.

"Get out of the way. Since you're not going to continue, then get out of the way. That's enough for today. If you're still unhappy about what happens next, you can come find me anytime."

Hearing the bursts of laughter from the crowd, Zara's face flushed red as she recalled her earlier actions. She abruptly straightened up, pushed through the crowd, and fled as if escaping.

Watching Zara's departing figure, Haven felt a surge of contempt once again. Come to think of it, he had been in the capital for almost a month, and life there was nothing like what he had imagined. He was much more used to the North, where the people were truly a group of decisive and efficient individuals.

"Havent, thank you!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Haven turned around and saw Rihanna, who had calmed down, standing behind him.

Just as Havent was about to reply, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his waist.

"Ouch~ It's so hot."

When Haven took the item out of his waist pocket, he saw that the die he had obtained from Helgen Bloodblade was emitting an astonishing heat.

(End of this chapter)