Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 217 You are so coquettish
The rise of the Hendry Merchant Guild, which would later span two continents, was not without precedent. With Hendry's success, more and more people eager for success began to seriously study the guild's owners, the Hoylund family.

What enabled a small viscount family's merchant guild to grow from its initial location in the eastern provinces to become one of the top five merchant guilds in the empire, and finally, in the era of destruction, to develop into a colossal military-industrial complex?

Through continuous analysis, some scholars have concluded that the Hoylund family made the right choices at almost every crucial juncture. Even when some choices weren't entirely correct, they didn't bring significant losses to the family. The choice that truly changed the Hoylund family's fate may have been that bright winter morning when the tycoon and the lion met.
—Excerpt from *Hoylund's Business Empire II*

"Alright, now that we have a full understanding of each other, we can get down to business."

Seeing Haven's calm demeanor, the noble scions sitting at the table all showed their displeasure. After all, although they often quarreled or clashed, they at least maintained basic decorum when there were many people around. At most, the two sides with the biggest conflict would exchange a few disgusting words and that would be the end of it.

But Haven's sudden attack and beating up Kim in front of so many of them was a provocation and a threat. How could the noble ladies and gentlemen, who always looked down on such things, accept this? After all, for nobles, face is a very important thing.

"Hehehehe~ Haven, your actions are a bit too domineering, aren't they? Kim Hyuk may talk like he's eaten shit, but that doesn't mean you had to beat him up like this!"

Haven turned his head and saw a very sexy woman staring at him. Although the woman was speaking accusingly, there was no blame in her eyes. Instead, her eyes were full of aggression, like a wolf seeing the most delicious little lamb.

Sensing the unreadable meaning in the woman's eyes, Haven couldn't help but chuckle.

No~ No~ No~

"This is not being domineering. On the contrary, I am helping this young master Jinhe to recall what a true nobleman should be like, so that he will not say anything more undignified and make everyone look bad."

"After all, according to this young master Jinhe, those with higher ranks can look down on those with lower ranks. That would mean His Majesty the Emperor should look down on all of us nobles, and we should all be absolutely loyal and have no disloyalty when facing His Majesty the Emperor's difficulties, wouldn't you say, Roncinna?"

Ron Sina, whose face was still beaming with amusement at being called out, looked at Havent, who was also looking at him with an innocent expression. Ron Sina couldn't help but curse inwardly. This damned young lion was more cunning than a fox. He hadn't even planned to make a move and was just watching from the sidelines, but this wicked guy still managed to drag the topic to him.

"Hehehe~ Havent, these are two completely different things. We are all nobles of the English Empire, and obeying His Majesty the Emperor's orders is what every noble should do."

"But you assaulted Jin He without cause. Even if this matter reaches His Majesty, it is still your fault."

Having assessed Ron Sina's reaction time, Haven decided not to dwell on the matter any longer. After all, while he wasn't afraid of verbal sparring, there was no point in going on for hours.

"No way, you're going to take this to His Majesty? You can't be such sore losers, can you?"

Seeing Haven's exaggerated gaze, Ron Sina was seething with hatred. This heir of the White Lion was like a slippery eel; whenever he tried to pursue him, Haven would always manage to dodge with a twist.

"Hahaha~ Alright, we have a proverb in the Northern Territory: one cultivator carries water, two cultivators have too much water, three cultivators have no water to drink. With so many of you needing military merit, it's a good thing to have one less competitor, isn't it? If anyone still wants to stand up for this Jin He out of a sense of righteousness, I actually wouldn't mind if you gave him your share."

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously noisy noblemen and women at the table fell silent, revealing the cold-bloodedness and profit-driven nature inherent in the aristocracy.

"Hehehe~ Alright, we've finally gotten to the point. I thought we were going to drag this out for a long time."

The curly-haired youth sitting diagonally opposite Havent spoke lazily. His bronze skin already revealed his identity. Only people living in the northwest region, in the province of Anleka, who are constantly surrounded by deserts and sandstorms, have such skin.

“Hello, Havent, I am Fedraye from the Stuvenson family of Anleca province.”

Haven had heard a lot about the Stuvenson family of Anleka province. As a military noble family that had resisted the harassment of commoners for many years, the Stuvenson family was very admirable. The Stuvenson family's Wild Tripod Cavalry Legion was also very powerful.

"Hello, Fedraye~~"

Haven raised his glass and gave the curly-haired youth a perfunctory toast before finally voicing his question.

"Logically speaking, your Stuvenson family shouldn't have a high demand for military merits, so why are you participating?"

Fedrayer downed his drink in one gulp when Hevent asked him a question, then shrugged helplessly.

“Every family has its own difficulties, so I won’t go into details. Since military merits are now being sold, I will definitely buy a lot if possible.”

Seeing that the other party did not want to introduce them, and looking at the noble sons from various provinces of the empire at the dining table, Haven nodded with considerable understanding.

"Alright, everyone, let's get down to business now."

As Haven clapped his hands twice, the eyes of the dozen or so noblemen and women at the table all turned to Haven.

"Originally, I just wanted the Heman family's merchant guild to help me process a batch of military merits and then exchange them for the supplies I needed. It was originally a very simple matter, but now that it has turned out this way, it doesn't matter. It's a good opportunity for us to get to know each other. I think we still have a lot of room for cooperation in the future."

"Currently, I have two military merits sufficient to be promoted to marquis. However, I heard from Heman that you are not satisfied with the restrictions I set on the sale of military merits. Therefore, I would like to hear your needs. After all, the customer is always right."

Hearing Haven speak up first brought a sigh of relief to the group, who were unsure how to broach the subject. Given Haven's previous behavior, he was quick to resort to violence at the slightest provocation. Even if he didn't physically fight back, his words had angered the other party, leading to selective refusal to sell to them. These damned guys would likely only mock his actions rather than sympathize with him, let alone offer any compensation.

Ideology dictates that some collaborations are doomed from the start, and alliances between partners depend entirely on their shared interests. When these shared interests conflict, the partnership will quickly break down.

"Hey~ Handsome Haven, look over here, look over here. I need a military merit equivalent to a second-class earl. The little quota you gave me is not enough at all." Looking at the sexy beauty who had just questioned him, speaking in a coquettish voice and blinking her beautiful eyes to release her charm, Haven couldn't help but rub his nose.

"Haha, sister, we're not that close yet, but your demand is quite high. You've taken almost a sixth of the share. How are the others supposed to get any?"

Despite Haven's words, Fiona acted as if she hadn't heard the underlying meaning in his words, continuing to exude her charm, her ample bosom appearing even more imposing with the swaying of her body.

"Oh dear, calling her Fiona or 'sister' makes her sound too old. As for the others, that's up to my handsome little guy to decide. Anyway, she really needs the military merit of a second-class earl~~~"

Although there were several people between them, Haven felt the other's overwhelming passion, and his mind went blank for a moment, unconsciously uttering a sentence.

"You're so sexy~~"

Although Haven's voice wasn't very loud, the fact that almost no one at the table was speaking meant that Haven's words were clearly heard by everyone.

Fiona, who had been twisting her sexy body in an attempt to seduce Haven, froze in her seat as if struck by lightning when she heard "You're so sexy."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha~~~~"

A series of loud and shrill sounds broke the silence at the dining table.

Fiona turned her head angrily and saw Celiana sitting a few people away from her, laughing so hard she was doubled over.

"Ugly freak, shut up that manly laugh of yours, it makes me want to vomit."

Celia, who had finally gotten a chance to make fun of the other party, was not about to let such an opportunity pass. After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she imitated Havent's manner of speaking.

"Hahahaha, mind your own business. But there's one thing I can't compare to: you're so slutty!"

After Celiana gave a vivid imitation of Haven, everyone at the table burst into knowing laughter.

"Oh, no, no, I was complimenting this Fiona sister. Look at her figure!"

However, Haven's attempt to salvage the situation wasn't what anyone wanted to hear; everyone was still captivated by the phrase, "You're so sexy!"
Watching Fiona and Celiana get into an argument, making the whole table chaotic, Ron Sina sighed helplessly. This was the last thing he wanted to see. The more people there were, the more likely unexpected things would happen. And if there were too many of these unexpected things, the original plan would probably be torn apart beyond recognition by these sudden events.

Knowing that the situation wouldn't cool down anytime soon, Ron Sina stood up, walked to the door, opened it, gave the servant a few instructions, and then the servant bowed and left.

a moment later

The door to the private room was opened again, and a group of servants pushed the food carts in one after another. When they saw the servants come in, the noisy crowd at the table gradually quieted down and returned to their usual aristocratic demeanor.

"Hey~ Haven, you've made your sister look so foolish, tell me, how are you going to make it up to her~~~"

At some point, Fiona had moved to stand next to Haven, and not only that, but she was practically pressed against Haven's body.

The strong scent of perfume made Haven sneeze several times, which caused Fiona to burst into a silvery laugh.

"That~that~"

"Fiona, I really mean it!"

Fiona ignored Havent's explanation and wrapped her long, white arms around his upper body. With a dribbling tackle, Havent instinctively looked down, and only one thought remained in his mind.

So big, so white, so deep~~~

Just as Haven was about to take a closer look, a burning sensation suddenly came from his right arm, instantly clearing the confusion from Haven's mind.

Having regained his senses, Haven looked at the magic runes on his right arm gradually fading from their glow and let out a long sigh of relief. Something seemed off about him just now.
Fiona looked at Havent, whose eyes had cleared, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She was so close to succeeding with her charm spell, but for some reason, the little white lion suddenly regained his senses. However, Fiona quickly adjusted her state. After all, this move was just something she did on a whim. If it succeeded, great; if it didn't, there wouldn't be much of a loss.

"Oh dear, little brother Haven, does your sister really need these military merits? The price is negotiable."

As he spoke, he nudged Havet with his own hemisphere, but Havet, who had regained his senses, was no longer fooled. With the help of the heart-shaped magic mark on his right arm, he even entered a state of sagehood.

Faced with Fiona's persistent nagging, Haven struggled to pull his arm out of the hemisphere.

"Um, um, the food's here, the food's here. Let's eat and talk."

(End of this chapter)