Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 216 Hongmen Banquet?
Grandpa~ Grandpa~~
And then what happened? And then what happened?
The old and frail Heman lay on a rattan lounge chair on the balcony. Although his body still looked round and plump, he had lost the radiance of his youth.

Seemingly lost in his memories, He-Man looked at the clouds on the horizon and smiled brightly. At that moment, it seemed as if a strong heart was beating again in his aging body.

"Havent, what if they threaten you later? It's all my fault, I should have been more careful."

Even though Haven had said it was okay, He-Man, feeling that he had done something wrong and gotten into trouble, couldn't help but keep whispering in Haven's ear, as annoying as a mosquito.

Annoyed to no end, Haven could only punch the chubby boy in the round shoulder and say in a fierce tone:

"Alright, that's enough. If you keep nagging, I'm going to beat you up in a minute."

Seeing that Haven was a little angry, Seaman immediately shut his mouth, but his eyes were somewhat resentful, making him look like a wronged little wife.

Seeing He-Man's timid and hesitant demeanor, Haven couldn't help but sigh helplessly. He-Man was good in every way, except for this mentality...

To put it nicely, it's about making money together and everyone sharing the profits. But to put it bluntly, it's about having a weak backbone. But there's nothing that can be done about it, since one's own power isn't strong enough, so it's hard to become tough.

Haven once asked the chubby boy, Heman, why his family, being so wealthy, didn't spend more money to buy military merits and elevate their noble rank. At least, it wouldn't be a problem for them to rise from a relatively insignificant second-class viscount family to an earl.

However, when faced with Havent's question, Seaman scratched his curly hair and said he didn't know either. He had asked his father and grandfather about this issue, but neither of them gave any explanation, only saying that the rule didn't really apply to the Hoylund family, or something like that.

"Alright, let's see what they say when we meet them. If they communicate well and their requests are reasonable, I'll consider it."

As he spoke, under Heyman's gaze, Haven curled up his right arm, and the muscles in his right upper arm quickly bulged, outlining distinct muscle lines.

"If they can't understand human language, then I, your humble servant, know a little bit of martial arts. Damn it, what are you begging for, you little punks?"

Seeing Havent's actions, Heyman immediately understood what his good brother was up to and quickly stepped forward to grab Havent's right arm.

"Havent~~"

"Havent~~"

He was so anxious that he started to stutter.

"Um, um, let's talk this out, let's talk this out. We can't fight. We're all of high status. If we fight, it won't be good for anyone. The scene will become very ugly."

"Just in case~"

"Just in case~"

"Things have blown up, and everyone's relationships have soured. In the future, whatever we do, if they hold a grudge, they might try to trip us up."

"How about I go by myself? I'll go by myself. Haven, you go back. Later, after we're done, we'll find a place to eat and have some fun."

Haven found it a little funny to see He-Man looking so nervous and scared, but he held back and reached out to pinch He-Man's chubby cheeks. They felt really nice.

"Hehehe, what are you going there for? To accept the humiliation from those people, then sell out your own interests to appease them, and then come back and happily take me out to eat."

slap~
With a crisp sound, Haven's hand landed on He-Man's shoulder. It has to be said that the soft, chubby He-Man felt surprisingly good to pat.

"I'm going to be laughed at to death. If my old man finds out about this, he'll probably break my legs."

“There’s nothing to be afraid of, Heman. Since your Hoylund family has chosen to invest in the North and become my good friend, then as friends, we should face difficulties together.”

"And here's another piece of advice for you: dignity is built on your own strength. If you don't want others to bully you, the first thing you need to do is not to look down on yourself."

"Alright, stop spacing out, let's go~~"

Seeing Haven step out of the escalator, Heyman rubbed his cheeks with his chubby hands and followed, his steps revealing a light and quick feeling.

The servant at the end of the corridor bowed to the two approaching figures, then opened the double doors, revealing a group of elegantly dressed young noblemen and women.

Wow, there are so many people here! Good evening, everyone!

Upon seeing the two people walk in from outside, the noble men and women who had been whispering and discussing immediately fell silent and stood up from their seats. Regardless of their reasons, they had to show the respect due to the heir of the White Lion of the North. This was simply a matter of the nobles maintaining the rules of their own noble circle.

"Hehehehe~~ It's an honor to have you two here!"

"This must be him."

Ron Sina knew perfectly well who the boy in front of him was, but he still looked at He-Man beside him.

"Havent Hyland~"

“From the North.”

Ron Sina had originally intended to exchange a few pleasantries to warm up the atmosphere, but the heir of the North went straight to the point with his self-introduction, thwarting Ron Sina's plan to take control of the situation through a pre-arranged opening.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Ron couldn't help but smirk, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Hahaha, Havente Hyland, we have long heard of your great name. Meeting you today, you are indeed extraordinary."

Seeing Ron Sina's hypocritical attitude from the back of the private room, Celiana couldn't help but spit in disgust. Some of the other noblemen and women in the room were also somewhat dissatisfied with Ron Sina's behavior, but they all held back, remembering the agreement they had just reached.

"you are?"

Looking at the unusually lively little guy, Haven couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He then turned to look at He-Man, who had been like a frightened fat cat since he came in. Could it be that the other side wanted to have a proper talk and was afraid that a direct conversation might lead to a fight, so they arranged such a gentle character?

"Roncinha~~"

"It's nice to meet you, Haven." Having recovered from his initial nervousness, He-Man stood beside Haven and whispered:

"Havent~ This is the heir of the Donald family in the Southern Province. His grandfather was none other than the renowned Duke of the Sacred Heart, Comandy~"

Hearing the chubby boy's words, Haven's eyebrows twitched slightly. After all, he had heard a lot about the Donald family from Earl Morley. The leader of this southern province was a clear-cut church faction. Now that the heir of the Donald family had appeared, things had become quite interesting.

"Hehehe, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ron Sina. What, have you decided to abandon your grandfather's ideas and make friends with us in the North?"

Heman, whose heart had just begun to relax, was so shocked by Haven's words that his heart nearly jumped out of his stomach again. His small eyes widened in disbelief; he simply couldn't comprehend why Haven would do such a thing.

Upon hearing this, Ron Sina's expression froze instantly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. Was this guy just a brute? Did he even know the rules of the game?

Just as Ron Sina was having some doubts, he saw a mocking smile flash across Havent's eyes and instantly realized that this kindergarten teacher from the North was doing it on purpose.

Damn, this guy is a real cunning fellow, interesting.

Once he understood, Ron Sina quickly regained his composure, still sporting an innocent smile.

"Hahaha~~ Whether the South and the North can become friends is a matter for adults, not a decision for us kids to make. But I think compared to the difficult-to-implement matter of the North and the South becoming friends, we two can become friends first."

As he spoke, he pretended to be familiar with Haven and helped him into the private room, bringing him to the front of the group.

"Moreover, many outstanding heirs from various regions of the empire have come today. I think we can make many friends today."

Having been curious to see what these people were up to, Haven didn't refuse Ron Sina's familiar gesture and followed him to a huge dining table.

"Please have a seat, please have a seat, let's talk. Today I've specially ordered Kanmora dragon meat; you can all savor the wonderful taste of this level six dragon-blooded magical beast~~~"

With everyone seated but no empty seats left for He-Man, the chubby little He-Man stood awkwardly in the empty space of the private room, looking bewildered. However, it was clear that He-Man was already used to this situation and was planning to find a sofa to sit down and wait for things to end.

"Hey, stop with your childish tricks, He-Man, come here and sit down."

Seeing Haven's expression darken, Ron Sina felt a surge of smugness, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he said with a look of shame:

"Oh dear, it's my fault~ it's my fault~ I made a mistake in counting the number of people, I'm so sorry, Haven."

However, although Ron Sina said things like "I'm sorry" and "I apologize," he did not take any actual action.

When Little Fatty He-Man heard Haven's words, he froze on the spot, unsure of what to do. Whether he should go or not was a problem. If he went, these people would use him to make things difficult for Haven, which was the last thing He-Man wanted to face. However, thinking of what Haven had told him on the way back, He-Man still moved his feet and went over.

"Damn it~"

"This filthy merchant's son wants to be at the table too? Seriously, don't make me want to vomit, okay~~"

After this unusually clear complaint was uttered, the atmosphere in the entire private room instantly turned cold. Upon hearing this, Heman's face flushed red, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, rendering him completely immobile.

At the same time, Haven turned his head the instant he finished speaking, looking over with icy eyes.

A young man with long blond hair saw Havel looking at him, shrugged indifferently, and even raised his glass to Havel in a gesture of respect.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Upon hearing Haven's question, the blond youth placed his swirling glass on the table, revealing a forced, insincere smile.

"Kim Hyuk~~"

"From the Durhamoye family"

Before the blond youth's smile could fade, a water bottle was smashed towards Jin He's head.

As a martial artist, Jinhe instinctively raised his arm to block. The water bottle made of Lola Crystal was extremely hard and bounced off Jinhe's arm.

The intense pain in his arm caused Kim Hyuk to let out a scream, but the scream was abruptly cut short as a large fist slammed into his handsome nose.

Instantly, the blond youth flew out in a spiral. To everyone's astonishment, Haven jumped onto the dining table and caught up with Jin He's flying figure. The moment Jin He landed, Haven straddled him, swung his arms in a smooth circle, and delivered a series of punches. Accompanied by Jin He's screams, everyone at the table seemed to be frozen in place, watching Jin He being brutally beaten.

A few minutes later, Jin He, covered in blood, had lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground. It wasn't that the fifth young master of the Duramoy family was really that useless, after all, his own strength was only one step away from that of a high-level martial artist. It was just that no one expected Haven to suddenly attack in front of so many people.

Having lost the initiative, Kim Hyuk initially tried to fight back, but Haven, sensing his intention, activated his leather armor in time. With the boost from the Savior's leather power level, two punches of true damage knocked Kim Hyuk unconscious, followed by a one-sided beating to settle a personal score.

After a heated yet friendly exchange, Haven felt much better. He wiped the blood from his fist on Kim Hyuk's clothes, stood up, and cracked his neck twice.

"Phew~~~ I'm so sorry, I lost my composure, I lost my composure."

"That hardworking guy, yes, it's you."

Seeing Havente nod at him, Ron Sina pointed to himself.

"Yes, Ron Sina, please ask a waiter to take this young master Jin He to the lounge so he can get some rest. It's good to be young; he can fall asleep as soon as he hits the pillow."

"Oh, right, everyone move over there, there's a seat now. He-Man, come sit next to me."

Heman, whose face had been flushed, now turned deathly pale. He hadn't expected Havel to actually hit him like that; he had thought Havel was just joking on the way here.

With a mix of anxiety and trepidation, chubby little He-Man sat down next to Haven like a startled rabbit, sizing up everyone at the table.

"Well then, I think we can get down to business now. You want to buy military merits, right?"

(End of this chapter)