Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 160 Dance of Flowers

As the initial melody of the Dance of Flowers slowly began to play, the crowd in the classroom suddenly quieted down and began to listen attentively to this piano piece that was already quite moving from the prelude.

The crisp piano notes flowed slowly from Havent's slender fingers as they struck the black and white keys, revealing the unique charm of "Dance of the Flowers" to the audience—a feeling as if one were in a clear valley or on a summer plain.

Pale pink petals rose into the sky, swirling in the gentle breeze, and danced in the air before finally falling into the rushing stream, transforming into a pale pink river that slowly flowed into the depths of the lake.

At that moment, everyone in the classroom was lost in thought, their faces reflecting on the joyful music of "Dance of the Flowers," as if they were recalling their past experiences—the good, the bad, and the neither good nor bad.

It's like joy, yet also like regret; like meeting, yet also like saying goodbye. Even the worst person has an empty space deep inside; even the most promiscuous person has an inexplicable figure in the corner of their thoughts.

As Haven's fingers fell on the last few keys, the cheerful "Dance of the Flowers" came to an end with its final notes, and the classroom, which had become unusually quiet, was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Everyone was still immersed in the awe brought by the melodious tune of the Flower Dance, unable to shake it off for a long time. Serena, who had been sitting in her seat, did not have a particularly strong reaction. Instead, she was surprised to hear Haven say that the piano piece was for her.

With her beautiful big eyes wide open, she listened attentively. From Serena's perspective, Haven sitting at the piano playing was almost on par with Haven who cooked delicious food for her. However, she still preferred Haven who cooked all sorts of delicious food for her.

In contrast to Serena, who didn't react much, the others who had recovered from the experience were not so calm. Among them, Fenribeck's reaction was the most intense. As a contemporary musician who could be called a master, Fenribeck naturally knew the significance of this piano piece. After thinking carefully, he found that he did not have any similar pieces in his memory. Therefore, this incredibly immersive "Dance of the Flowers" was a piece that had never appeared in this world before.

This style of music is completely different from any type of music that people usually play; it can almost be described as a completely new category.

"Havent, your performance of 'Dance of the Flowers' was absolutely fantastic! When did you compose it?"

Looking at Fenribeck, who was excited as if he had taken some kind of drug, Haven scratched his head awkwardly. He hadn't expected the piano piece to be so powerful on this old man. Seeing Fenribeck looking at him as if he were a rare treasure, Haven couldn't help but shudder.

"This...hehehe...this can be considered my creation. I also learned from the experience of predecessors. As for creation, I would not say it was created. It just happened to come to mind just now. Maybe I would have thought of something different at a different time or place."

Hevent's explanation of showcasing his past life's classic works seemed to Fenrirbeck more like a flash of inspiration from a musical genius; the way people perceive each other is always so swift.

The troublesome boy Haven, who had been a major headache for Fenrybeck, had transformed into a highly capable nobleman after performing "Farewell Song" in a better way. After performing the Flower Dance, a piece that had never been performed before, Fenrybeck's fondness for Haven skyrocketed.

In Fenrirbeck's eyes, Haven was like the most famous composer and performer of all time standing in front of him. He was a living legend, a being destined to become a legend. Not to mention anything else, just the "Dance of the Flowers" he had just played would probably spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital in no time, and then spread to the entire empire at an extremely fast speed.

Such a stunning piece is destined to become the most popular piece in the Empire this year, or even in the next few years, and all of this depends on whether this young man can create other pieces.

Thinking of this, Fenribeck, his expression filled with excitement, grabbed Hevent's arm, wishing he could immediately take the young man to the Vienna Music Association to become a registered member, and then begin to compose with peace of mind, becoming the greatest performing master of our time.

"Havent! You are truly outstanding, a modern-day Frederick François."

"When your mother asked someone to put you in my class, I was very reluctant, feeling that a violent person like you would pose a very serious safety hazard to the other students."

Seeing Haven's somewhat dazed look, Fenribeck seemed to realize something and quickly changed his tune.

"Ah! Ah...no."

"I mean you're the most outstanding, the most talented, the most..."

Looking at Fenrirbeck, who was gripping his hand with an excited expression like a gay man, Haven felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end. Especially when he got closer, the overwhelming scent of Fenrirbeck's perfume almost made Haven faint.

“Um… Mr. Fenrirbeck, I think you shouldn’t get too excited. You seem a little off right now, a little… a little like…”

After hesitating for a long time, Haven ultimately did not utter the word "madam," but Fenribeck, who had calmed down from his excitement, also let go of his hand.

“I sincerely invite you to join the Vienna Music Association. If you are willing, I can have the association apply for you to become a first-class performer.”

Seeing Fenribeck, who was completely different from when he was lecturing, Haven, who felt that there was no benefit in being attached to him, quickly distanced himself.

"You're too kind, Mr. Fenrirbeck. You flatter me. I have some things to take care of right now. We'll talk later."

Having successfully shaken off the entanglement, Haven walked towards Angelica with an expression that said, "I'm the coolest guy ever."

At this moment, the heir of the Abe family was ashen-faced, and the expression of looking down on everyone that he had just displayed was gone. Of course, it is possible that he still had it, but it was not obvious when facing Haven.

After all, as the heir to a dukedom, Angelecas would never do something like publicly cheating or being a sore loser. Moreover, this "Dance of the Flowers" will likely go viral soon as people start discussing it.

As for now, it's just a simple competition failure. To put it bluntly, it means he couldn't stand the performance of a commoner and chose to prove to himself that the other party was trash.

Hevant was merely trying to prove himself by looking down on his own performance, and in the end, Hevant's playing was indeed several levels higher than his own.

The current situation is simply that I'm not as skilled as others, and I haven't even lost face. The only problem is that I'm being questioned.

But if I continue to make trouble, things might turn against me. Not to mention that damned Ampar who's barely clinging to life, even the other trash I've been suppressing won't be able to resist jumping out and causing trouble.

In an instant, many things flashed through Angelica's mind. With continuous self-comfort and guidance, the current defeat did not seem so difficult to accept.

Looking at Havent who had walked up to him, Angelica forced himself to put on a fairly standard aristocratic smile and stammered:
"You played really well. As expected of a member of our upper-class nobility, you should be much better than those trash."

Seeing Angelica, who was still trying to pat himself on the back even at this point, Haven rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. "Us, us? Who's talking to you about 'us'?"

"Don't talk so intimately, Angelecassi, we're not that close."

After pausing and thinking for a moment, Haven continued:
"If we're talking about trash, then you really are trash among the nobles. I've already said it, you're definitely not as good as this classmate Cissé. You only have the advantage of having better resources." Hearing Haven's blunt words, Angelecasi's face turned even uglier. He hadn't expected that even after he had already made such concessions, this guy would still be so aggressive, not following the unspoken conventions among nobles at all.

Just as Angelica was about to explode, Haven's expression changed.

"Hahaha, I was just kidding. Angelecas, you played quite well. You've lived up to Duke Abe's expectations of you."

Although the words were meant as praise, Angelecasi's eyes only saw Havent's mocking gaze. In an instant, Angelecasi, who had mentally prepared himself for the worst, could no longer hold back.

All the pros and cons I had just considered were thrown to the back of my mind. Now I had only one thought: to show this despicable and arrogant guy just how stupid I was.

"Havent!!!! Don't get too cocky!!!!"

Angelecas's roar startled the students in the classroom who were quietly discussing the Flower Dance performance. They looked up and saw the two facing off. Compared to Angelecas's burning anger, Haven seemed very calm and collected.

But behind closed doors, Haven's mind was racing.

"That's right, that's more like it~ Angelicas challenged me to a duel, a challenge, or whatever, real men settle things with their fists. All this whining and arguing here, all he did was play the piano, how boring."

Under Havent's expectant gaze, Angelecas, his face flushed, roared:
"Don't be too smug. When we meet again, I'll show you the true power of the Abe family heir."

After making those harsh words, Angelicas seemed to have been greatly humiliated and stormed out of the classroom.

On the other side, Haven, who was still thinking about how to respond and what words to use, was stunned for a moment as he watched Angelica's departing figure.

Sigh~ I've already said all that, and you've been pushed to this point, yet you've still held back. This first heir of the Abe family is indeed quite interesting. It seems like the upcoming confrontation will be quite interesting. However, being too rational and focusing on gains and losses without drawing your sword isn't a good thing either.

Seeing Angelicassi leave after pushing open the classroom door, Haven didn't want to chase after him and pester him anymore. That would make him seem too deliberate. Anyway, they would be staying in this academy for a long time, and there would be plenty of opportunities to meet. He didn't believe that Angelicassi could keep putting up with it.

Seeing that today's pre-meal exercise was canceled, Haven shook his head regretfully and prepared to take Serena to eat.

"Young Master Hay-Havent, thank you for coming to my rescue earlier."

Hearing someone call his name, Haven turned around and saw Mark Cissé looking at him with admiration.

"Ah~ Cisse, it's nothing~ Besides, I really think you did a good job. Mr. Fenribeck invited you to Vienna, didn't he? I'm sure your skills will improve by leaps and bounds."

Upon receiving praise from Havent once again, Mark Cissé's cheeks flushed red, as if he had been drinking alcohol, and it felt as if a light prick with a needle would cause his hot blood to gush out.

"Ah~ no, no, Mr. Haven, you are even more amazing. I am, I am~~~~ I could never play that Flower Dance you just performed in my entire life."

Haven chuckled and patted Mark Cissé on the shoulder.

"No, I'm telling the truth, Cisse. Actually, I'm just like Angelica, we both have excellent conditions and resources, but I have a unique advantage in this regard, so you are the real genius. Okay, I'm going to eat now, see you next time."

Looking at Haven, who was as warm as the sun, Mark Cissé, who had always been insecure and introverted, suddenly felt that the weather wasn't so bad after all, especially the sun, which was exceptionally bright.

"Havent, dear Haven! Haven, dear Haven!"

"With the musical talent you've shown so far, as long as you study and practice diligently, you will definitely become like the musical giants recorded in books in the future."

Seeing Fenribeck sticking to him like a leech, Haven felt utterly overwhelmed. But considering that Fenribeck had a fairly good relationship with his mother, he didn't want to offend him by saying something inappropriate.

"Um, Mr. Fenrirbeck, you flatter me. I will study hard, I will study hard. I have something to attend to now, let's talk again next time, next time..."

the other side

Angelica, who left in a huff, was still thinking about Havent playing the piano and the pressure she had just been put on him.

This was unbearable for the pampered young master who was always praised and held a position of great power. A strong sense of humiliation almost tore Angelecas’s brain apart.

"Where are we going now, Master Angelecas?"

The other followers who followed him out asked Angelicassi in hushed tones, who looked like he was about to explode at any moment.

"Today I had a meeting with Mr. Ambovis about the new construction plant and a subsequent dinner..."

Hearing his subordinate's words, he walked silently with his head down.
Angelica stopped and stood there for a moment to think.

"No, tell Ambovis that I have something to do today, and we can reschedule for another day."

I'm going to see someone now.

"Yes, young master Angelecas, who are you going to see? Should I make some preparations beforehand?"

"Roncinna, prepare a carriage for me."

(End of this chapter)