Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 46 The Gears Turn (Please continue reading)

Poli Town - Four-Star Hotel

Looking at Wells, who was wrapped up like a mummy, Haven, standing at the door, didn't know what to say to comfort this nice old man.

Faced with the loss of half of the Gale Mercenary Group, she only cried briefly after being rescued before quickly suppressing her grief.

Forcing a smile, he addressed the teammates surrounding him:

"As long as you're alive, that's enough. Everyone will receive the full reward for escorting the caravan this time. I'll even personally contribute some compensation."

The team members sitting around him waved their hands to indicate that they didn't need it, but Wells, who was lying on the bed, firmly refused.

Haven and Paimon leaned against the wall by the door, side by side. Ever since the wolf attack, the once boisterous young man had become taciturn. Turning to look at his friend, Haven scratched the back of his head.

To be honest, he didn't know how to comfort Paimon. After all, if he put himself in Paimon's shoes, the uncle who had always taken good care of him had died in front of him to save him.

Three of the young men from his village had also died. All of this was too heavy for a 17-year-old.

"Hey, wanna have a drink?"

Haven pointed a finger at Paimon's arm. Paimon turned his head and looked at him with red eyes. He slowly shook his head in response to Haven's invitation, no longer showing the excitement and joy he used to have.

Will~
"I'm really useless. If I had practiced properly, I wouldn't have performed so badly, and Captain Bucky wouldn't have died saving me. Jamie is only seven years old."

Listening to Paimon's tearful confession, Haven wanted to say, "Brother, you're overthinking it. You can't beat him even if you train." But seeing his good brother so upset, he couldn't hurt this loser at this moment, so he patted Paimon on the shoulder.

"Then be strong and practice hard. Uncle Bucky doesn't want you to be so depressed. When you become stronger, help Uncle Bucky's wife and children. That will be a way to repay Uncle Bucky for saving your life."

Just as Haven was comforting Paimon, Mr. Dida, the caravan manager, walked in. Seeing the two men standing at the gate, he nodded in greeting before speaking.

"May I ask for your permission to speak with Commander Wells?"

The focus shifts to Blackrock Province, where the Astrologers' headquarters are located in the Blackrock capital, Sarichido. The headquarters is situated on the top floor of the Twilight Star Magic Tower.

"How's the situation now, Alpha?"

"It's hard to say, Angela. Maybe it's him, maybe it's not. We've done all we can do; all we can do now is wait."

"Damn it, we shouldn't have believed that bullshit prophecy. Now what do the other races mean?"

Alpha took out several books and scrolls from his magical pouch and said to Nar, who was wearing a hooded black robe:
"Nar, the result is still the same. Calm down. Didn't we know this would happen?"

Nar snorted and slammed his thorium staff heavily onto the table.

"Those damned immortals. They think this is just our problem. This is a problem for the whole continent, and for those burrowing rats. That damned Walton isn't even coming this time."

The old friends at the Alpha Round Table shook their heads helplessly, thinking that Engelt might be better off here, but unfortunately, he had already set off for the Western Continent.

"Alright, alright, everyone, that's enough complaining for now. Although several of our close friends aren't here today, I'll send them the recording of this meeting."

Let me first talk about what has happened recently.

The first event is that the three major elven kingdoms have simultaneously announced a halt to external exchanges and have begun recalling their representatives from various countries. The second event is news from the dwarven tribes that unexplained disturbances have occurred in the western continental mountains bordering the dwarves; Engelt, at the invitation of Elder Walton, has already gone to investigate.

Thirdly, Archbishop Urtes wrote that the flames of the Dragon of Time have dimmed somewhat. Although he has taken some measures, the effects have not been very significant.

Fourthly, the Astrologers' Guild just made a prediction a few days ago that the White Frost in the Far North might arrive earlier than expected. We need to strengthen communication with the Empire, and the North needs to prepare for war as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Nais snorted coldly.

“That muddle-headed Frederick only cares about the stability of his throne. Exchange! What can we exchange?”

Alpha was already used to this grumpy old man and continued.

"Fifthly, according to news from the magic guild in the Astra Empire, someone saw Makucht in a city north of Astra."

Angella frowned and said
"This is really bad news. I didn't expect him to recover so quickly. I thought we could at least cripple him for fifty years last time, but he has reappeared after only twenty years."

"Hey, Angela. You're not still hung up on what happened fifty years ago, are you? Shit, it's all bad news. Alpha, isn't there any good news?"

"I suppose so. First, according to the prophecy, the first person who fits the description has already appeared. Although the whereabouts of the remaining two are still unknown, there is still some hope overall."

Furthermore, news from the Western Continent indicates that Dragon Island has appeared. We can now begin the next phase of our plan.

The group sitting around the round table carefully studied the intelligence Alpha had placed on the table. After a while, Alpha continued, "..."

“Then let’s each get started. I’ll go to the Royal Academy first, and then I’ll pay a visit to His Majesty Frederick.”

“Then I’ll go check out the northern part of the Astra Empire. The appearance of Makucht is too early, which is not normal.”

“Hey! Angela, you still can’t forget about it. Well then, I’ll go with you. Otherwise, your ‘Natural Breather’ is a bit suppressed by him. I don’t want to see you, old orange, crying over your Earth Bear again.”

Angela patted Nar on the shoulder, picked up the magic hat from the table, and said to Rafa:
"We'll be going now. I'll let you know how things go."

The two turned and walked into the portal that lit up behind them.

The burly knight in full armor, who had been sitting in the corner, stood up.
"Lord Alpha, I'll head back now. My teacher and I will go visit Lord Patunax again to see if it has sensed the presence of Dragon Island. However, Lord Patunax has been asleep for two hundred years. I'm not sure if it has awakened yet."

Alpha nodded

"Please give my regards to Osa. Thank you for coming all this way, Garland."

The young man nodded, then leaped out of the window. A black scorpion-tailed dragon flashed by, caught him, and flew towards the horizon.

"Alpha, we're leaving too. We'll talk about the elves later. Let's go check on Urtes first. That old charlatan's situation might be more difficult than we think."

Watching his old friends leave one by one, Alpha stared blankly at the distant sky, lost in thought. A long time passed, and the sky gradually darkened. Alpha rose from his chair, gathered the books and scrolls from the table, turned, opened a portal, and stepped inside.

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