Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 215 Plot
East Second District, Vistella High-End Club
Led by a servant, Haven and Seaman went to the pre-arranged private box.

Whether it was because of the heat or something else, sweat kept streaming down Heman's chubby face during the short journey, and the strands of hair at his temples were soaked with sweat.

"Hey, what's wrong, He-Man?"

"You seem a little nervous."

The chubby boy wiped the sweat from his forehead again with his handkerchief and gave Haven a forced smile.

"Hehehe, it's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little hot, it'll be fine in a bit."

As he spoke, Heman stopped and took two deep breaths to calm himself down.

"Looks like those guys put a lot of pressure on you, bro."

Heman turned to look at the hand that had patted his shoulder, and following the hand, met Havent's gray-green eyes, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Alright, stand behind me. Leave everything to me today."

After saying that, he continued walking forward under the watchful eyes of the chubby boy. At that moment, in Heyman's eyes, Haven's not-so-robust body became even more upright, looking so reliable and reassuring.

The chubby boy, who had been standing there in a daze for a few seconds, snapped out of it and quickly chased after them.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect to see you all here. What, have you finished dealing with matters on the territory?"

Inside a luxuriously decorated and spacious private room sat a dozen or so heirs from various families, aged between their early twenties and thirties.

"Hehehe, Fiona, you don't need to worry about that. The rebellion started by those foolish half-elves is nothing but a child's play in my eyes."

"As for you, your wedding is in a few months, and instead of staying home obediently, you're out running around scaring people away. Aren't you afraid of worrying your fiancé?"

Faced with the teasing of the young man with long, flowing blond hair, the other noble scions sitting around him chuckled knowingly, as the feud between the two was widely known in noble circles.

Fiona clearly didn't take the teasing to heart. After all, for people like them, it's an unconscious instinct to disgust others and satisfy their own emptiness at all times. Even if they were a sweet couple one moment, they can say the most vicious things to each other the next moment after their lovey-dovey moments have ended.

"Kim Hyuk~~"

"Instead of worrying about this, you should worry more about yourself."

"I heard that Kuradelano Castle is about to be attacked and taken by those half-elves. When the territory shrinks, I wonder if your Dulamoy family's title will be downgraded. If you, Young Master Jinhe, are ever short of money, remember to come to me, your sister."

"Hehehehe~ I'm quite satisfied with your abilities. As long as you serve me well, I can lend you the Kango Dragon Riders so you won't be beaten so badly by those long-eared guys that you can't even lift your head."

Kim Hyuk's teasing expression instantly turned sour when Fiona exposed his family's difficulties in public, and his gaze towards Fiona became venomous.

Seeing that there was something to watch, the onlookers stopped whispering and all stared intently at the spectacle.

Just as the two were about to come to blows, a voice broke the tense silence.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

"It's not a good thing for things to start turning into infighting before they've even been done."

A lazy voice came from a young man with long, dark brown hair. When Fiona heard the latter speak, she stopped being aggressive and her smile instantly blossomed like a flower.

"Oh, it's our little Ron Sina. The other day, your sister invited you to dinner, but you always said you were busy. Now that you've finished your business, why don't you have dinner with your sister?"

Ron Sina seemed quite used to Fiona's flirtatious behavior. After all, although the granddaughter of the Duke of Hans in the Southwest Province had a rather chaotic personal life, her personal abilities were undeniable.

At the relatively young age of twenty-five, he became a high-ranking magic swordsman and led a powerful squad of dragon-blooded cavalry, making him a prominent figure among the younger generation.

"Hehehe, Fiona, if you want to eat, we can make an appointment anytime. Let's take care of this matter first. The person I'm meeting later isn't that clown He-Man, but a real lion."

"Hehehe~ Actually, I don't care. Military merits are not something that our Cardrian family is worth worrying about. But since my little Ron Sina has spoken, then I am naturally willing to cooperate with you."

Roncinna ignored the kiss Fiona blew at him and turned to look at the other noble children present.

"Alright, let's end the small talk here. I believe everyone here today has the same purpose, and I'll take the initiative to be the one to step forward."

"Although we are all old acquaintances, let me introduce myself first. I am Ron Sina of the Donald family in the Southern Province."

After saying that, he looked around at the expressions of the people around him. Although there were a few people in the crowd who sneered at him and even looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, Ron Sina acted as if he did not see them. Instead, he nodded to them.

"Regarding the sudden appearance of such a large number of military merits in the capital, I think everyone has their own thoughts. According to the little fat boy from the Hoylund family, what can 3,000 military merits per person do?"

"I've taken a look, and the military merits this chubby kid has released this time are probably enough to directly create two third-class marquises. It would be difficult for any of you to take on such a huge amount of military merits. Of course, I advise some of you here not to think about obtaining it at a low price through threats and coercion."

After speaking, he looked at the noble sons of the western province. Sensing Ron Sina's gaze, the noble sons all gave Ron Sina a friendly gesture.

"I believe that with your wisdom, you all understand that the Hoylund family is merely an intermediary in this transaction, while the real people who provided these military merits are..."

Ron Sina paused for a moment, and seeing that everyone was staring at him, he continued.

"The North"

"Only the North can produce so many military merits so easily."

Although most of the people present already knew through various channels where these military merits most likely came from, hearing it definitively from Ron Sina's mouth still made everyone's breathing quicken.

After all, although this group of people came from noble backgrounds, mostly holding the titles of marquis and earl, and even having a few sons of dukes, compared to the people in the North, it could be said that, apart from military strength, everyone was just an earl and a marquis.

However, such comparisons are basically only effective in the court. In reality, the people in the North will not give any of them any face, especially since the conflict between the North and some provincial nobles has become increasingly acute in recent years.

It's considered polite and cultured for both sides not to start a fight when they meet.

"Alright, we know all this, Ron Sina, what are you trying to say after all this rambling on?"

The young nobleman sitting opposite Ron Sina complained impatiently.

Hearing the voice, Ron Sina turned his head and saw a noblewoman with neat, dark red short hair looking at him.

"Hehehe, Celiana~ Don't be in such a hurry. We need to do things one by one and speak one sentence at a time. After all, no matter how anxious you are, the Shamans won't return to their tribe just because you're anxious."

However, it was clear that Ron Sina's composed and elegant image did not appeal to Celiana, who responded irritably.

"Ron Sina! I'm not in the mood to listen to your rambling. I'll put it this way: a military merit equivalent to an earl."

However, Ciliana's harsh words didn't intimidate the others present. Fiona, being a girl herself, retorted:

"Tsk tsk tsk, doesn't he even look how ugly he is? All he does is dream. What, did fighting the Samans damage his brain?"

"You want military merits equivalent to those of an earl? Aren't you afraid of making such a big claim and hurting your tongue?"

"What, you can't beat the Shamans? Without military merits to maintain your title, you can't even win over any allies anymore?"

Amid Fiona's unrestrained laughter, Celia's face flushed rapidly, and against her short red hair, she looked as if she were on fire.

"Damn it, you slut, you bitch, you whore, do you want to die?!"

As Celias sprang to her feet, unleashing a fiery aura, Fiona retaliated by rising from the sofa, rapidly gathering fire element in her hands to form a fireball the size of an apple.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Ron Sina quickly stepped between them and stopped them from taking any further action.

"Relax, relax. We're not gathered here to fight. We have important things to discuss. It would be ridiculous to start fighting before we've even finished talking."

Seeing Ron Sina blocking her way, Fiona waved her hand, and the fire element she had gathered exploded like a small firecracker, turning into sparks that dissipated into the air.

“Cerian, calm down. I promise you’ll be satisfied with my proposal. Why don’t you listen to what I have to say before making a decision?”

Seeing Ron Sina staring straight at her, Celiana gave a resentful snort, then dissipated the surging battle aura emanating from her body and plopped down on the sofa.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Ron Sina couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. For him, it was a very troublesome thing to keep these top noble sons from various provinces in check and make them do things his way, but fortunately so far things had gone smoothly.

"Alright, everyone, time is of the essence. We don't have much time left before the time we agreed upon with them. If it's not necessary, please don't interrupt me. Thank you."

As he spoke, Ron Sina performed a very standard etiquette for all the noble sons present, which made some of the noble sons who were still dissatisfied unable to say anything more. They could only wait quietly to see what the heir of the Donald family would say.

"Okay, let's continue from where we left off. Everyone here doesn't like dragging things out, and everyone's time is very precious."

"Then I'll be frank. All the families here are very eager for this batch of military merits. However, although there are quite a few, it's not enough for everyone here. Although I see that some families here may not have such an urgent need for military merits, no one can ever have too many."

“As I just said, the Hoylund family is just a proxy. Under our constant pressure, this fat pig finally couldn't withstand the pressure and called out the person behind him. I can tell you very clearly that this person is the heir of the White Lion Legion of the North, Havent Hylan.”

Seeing everyone's blank and confused expressions, after all, everyone knew that the White Lion, as an absolute royalist and a hardliner in the North, had led the North to directly cut off military merit trading back then. It was the Hailan family that took the lead in doing this. It was really unexpected that this ban would now be broken by the Hailan family's own heir.

Ron Sean was satisfied with everyone's reaction. After all, when the news of this batch of military merits was released ten days ago, he wanted to claim it immediately. However, the Hoylund family, who usually acted very smoothly, was unusually principled this time. In the end, he had to use a lot of connections to find out from an insider in the Hoylund family that this batch of military merits came from the White Lions of the North.

This also fueled Ron Sina's curiosity about this unseen heir to the North, even causing him to change his already decided plans.

"It's normal that none of you have any idea what this kindergarten teacher looks like. After all, he has only been in the capital for less than three months. None of us here, including myself, have ever seen what he looks like."

"However, this kindergarten teacher is no weakling. As soon as she arrived at the Royal Academy, she beat up the children in our southern province. Then, some children in the capital were also beaten up. Of course, our Frederick IV's favorite little daughter, Princess Alice, was also beaten up."

At this point, Roncinna, like a mischievous child, waited to see the expressions on the faces of the noble scions present. As expressions of shock, astonishment, surprise, or contemplation appeared on their faces, Roncinna nodded in satisfaction, then, as if deliberately, continued:
"Oh, right, just a few days ago, he beat up Chief Tang Ning of MI8. Afterwards, the Imperial Council issued an order for Viscount Tang Ning to stay home and recuperate. I heard that this kindergarten teacher was a special investigator appointed by His Majesty."

As Ron Sean finished speaking, everyone present couldn't help but gasp. The information revealed was simply too much, so much that they all started to consider how to communicate when they met later.

"Alright, alright, I'm not sharing this information to intimidate you, but to let you know what kind of person we're going to be facing. As for military merits, I suggest that we all use pressure and exchanges of benefits to demand that he produce more military merits."

"Gentlemen, although we can only get a glimpse of this Young Master Haven's style of doing things from a few words and details, I think he is definitely not as rigid as the previous generation of Northerners. In that case, let's give it a try. If we succeed, each of us can get military merits that satisfy us. Even if we fail, we can still try to win the right of first refusal."

"As a reward for accommodating my idea, if things don't go smoothly, my Donald family is willing to help families that haven't earned military merit. We will sell a suitable amount of military merit at a price 10% lower than the market price."

After hearing Ron Sina's suggestion, everyone present fell silent and began to think it over carefully. After a moment, everyone nodded in agreement. After all, there was nothing wrong with the suggestion. As things were before, this batch of military merits wouldn't be enough for them to share. Now, they might as well take a gamble and see if they could get more military merits.

"Alright, then I'll have to work hard for you all. We'll see how you perform in the next few minutes."

As Ron Sina raised his glass and downed the drink in one gulp, a temporary alliance was formed. Just as everyone put down their glasses, intending to chat for a bit more, the door to the room suddenly opened.

"Wow, there are so many people! Good afternoon everyone!"

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)