Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 92 Loyalty?

Hearing the venomous voice coming from behind him, Count Casilla frowned and turned to look behind him.

"Ampar? What are you doing here?"

The manager of the Goya Bathhouse had changed his attire. His magnificent arcane leather armor shimmered in the sunlight. Unlike his appearance as a merchant at the bathhouse, Ampar now exuded an air of nobility.

“Lord Casilla, as an inspector appointed by the military, I have the duty and responsibility to watch over the annihilation of this group of rebels so that I can send a complete report back to the military.”

At this point, Ampar said, as if quite surprised:

"I just saw the Earl and the rebel leader talking for a long time. Could it be that you two are old acquaintances?"

"It's alright, Your Excellency, please continue. I know how to write a report; this part certainly won't appear in it."

Count Casillas raised an eyebrow as he listened to Amber's words, his face darkening as he looked at the latter.

"Oh? The little brat from the Abe family! Are you threatening me?"

Hearing Casilla's clearly insulting and contemptuous words, Ampar acted as if he hadn't heard them, still smiling as he looked at Count Casilla.

"How could I dare? How could I threaten you, my lord? I am only doing this for your own good. My father sent word that His Majesty is extremely furious about the appearance of this rebel army. Earl Casilla, you should eliminate this rebel army as soon as possible. His Majesty will surely praise you when he finds out."

Count Casilla chuckled as he looked at Ampar's sincere face.

“My father? Duke Abe has acknowledged your identity. You are no longer an illegitimate child. How should I address you?”
According to the order of succession, you should be the first in line, the future Duke Abe.

Upon hearing Count Casillas reveal his identity on the spot, Ampar's smile vanished instantly, and he looked at the man with a cold gaze.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ Such powerful eyes, the future Earl Abe."

“Count Casilla, it seems you have a lot to say about the Ampei family. I will definitely have a good talk with the Duke about this in the future.”

Seeing Ampar's increasingly gloomy expression, Count Casillas snorted coldly and stopped verbally provoking the illegitimate son of the Ampere family. Instead, he turned to look at Kubasi.

"Surrender, Kubasi. You have no choice. Surrender is your only way out. If you have anything to say, I can give you a chance. You can go to the military headquarters to speak."

Kubasi looked at his exhausted and injured men, and then at the fact that his group was surrounded from both sides. He knew that he and his men would not be able to escape today. Then he thought of Yelvin's blank expression before he died, and let out a deep breath.

“Count Casilla, I respect your character and know you are a nobleman of integrity. My men and I are willing to surrender, but we wish to be judged by His Majesty. Can you guarantee this?”

Count Casilla hesitated for a moment. He had suspected before why these soldiers would choose to rebel under such circumstances. Something must have happened. Now that Cubasi had asked His Majesty to try them, it only confirmed his suspicions.

“Kubasi, as you know, His Majesty is extremely busy every day. I can only say that I will submit this application. As for whether His Majesty will personally come to judge you, I cannot guarantee that.”

Kubasi lowered his head in despair after hearing this. Count Casilla said that he was right. In front of the giant England Empire, their rebellion was probably just a mosquito bite. To wipe them out would only require sending a single construct knight order.

His Majesty naturally wouldn't care about such minor injuries, but then he remembered the documents he found in Baron Oliver's safe, gritted his teeth, and said again:
"Lord Cassilia, I know our rebellion may not mean much to His Majesty, but I have an unknown force here that..."

Just as Kubasi was about to utter the last few words, a lightning bolt flashing with a blinding blue light struck Kubasi in the chest. The powerful energy instantly melted the armor on Kubasi's chest, sending him flying and crashing into five or six soldiers behind him.

Seeing the scene before him, Count Casilla instantly turned his head to look behind him, where he saw Ampar sitting on his horse, shaking the ashes from his hands. When he saw Count Casilla looking at him, he immediately gave a friendly smile.

“Your Excellency, this is for your own good. There are some things that are better left unsaid.”

Count Casillas slowly narrowed his eyes as he looked at the illegitimate son of the Ampei family.

"Ampar, what do you mean by this? You're just an inspector, interfering in military operations. Do you want to end up in a military trial?"

Ampar took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the ash off his fingers.

“My Lord, do not investigate this matter further. Just pretend it never happened and execute all these rebels. I guarantee you will win the friendship of the Ambé family.”

"The friendship of the Abe family? Oh?? It seems you're threatening me."

"No, no, Lady Casilla, please take this as a request, a suggestion that would be good for all of us."

Casilla looked at Ampar with a forced smile.

"Does that include His Majesty as well?" "......Lord Casilla, of course it includes His Majesty. As long as this matter ends here, His Majesty will have one less worry. This is what every subject should do."

“What if I don’t accept this offer, Inspector Ampar?”

Upon hearing Casilla's words, Ampar's smile gradually faded, and he looked at her with regret.

"Lord Casilla, why are you so insistent? None of us wanted this outcome to happen. Since you, Earl, have objections to this operation, then..."

As he spoke, he reached into his waist pouch, took out a scroll, and tossed it over.

"Count Casilla, military orders: your troops are to return to Moor City immediately. This annihilation campaign will be taken over by the Eighth Cavalry Regiment and the Sixth Heavy Armor Warrior Regiment."

Cassilia received the scroll container, opened the lid, poured out the letter inside, and unfolded it. Sure enough, it was a transfer order stamped with the military seal.

"Very well, very interesting. You've prepared quite thoroughly. Be careful, Ampar. I will challenge this transfer order with the Military Arbitration Bureau."

"As long as Your Excellency is happy, please do as you please. Now, please take your troops and leave so as not to interfere with our operations."

Looking at Ampar's nauseating smile, the transfer order was already crumpled from being gripped unconsciously, but the latter seemed completely oblivious to Count Casilla's murderous gaze, still displaying a standard aristocratic smile.

"Hu Xi! Reorganize the troops, we're retreating."

Meanwhile, Haven and his group had successfully reached directly above Kubasi's location, and the three of them hid in a bush.

Haven also specially cast a transformation magic cloak of disguise, so that as long as no one walked on them, they would not be able to be seen even if someone stood right in front of them.

“Mr. Will, the group below us seems to be the same group of masked men from the Goya Baths.”

"is it?"

Hearing Lori say that, Haven crawled forward a couple of times to examine the body more closely, and nodded when he saw Coopers lying on his back on the ground.

"It really is them. Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect them to be caught up so quickly. It looks like they're in trouble. The other side has a lot more people than them."

"Huh? Mr. Will, is one of their people leaving?"

Following the direction Lori was pointing, they saw a well-equipped squad of a hundred men, all clad in magic-patterned armor, withdrawing from the attacking force and heading towards the entrance Haven and his group had entered through.

Ampar sat on horseback watching Casilla's construct squadron leave with a sigh of relief. Although his idea of ​​using the enemy to eliminate the rebels had not been realized, and had even aroused Casilla's suspicion.

However, this was originally a test, and it seems that this powerful count is still very loyal to His Majesty. As for the other party's intention to question the Military Arbitration Bureau, that is a necessary risk to bear, and I believe that you gentlemen can handle this matter well.

"My lord, Count Casilla has left. Shall we launch an attack?"

The commander of the 8th Cavalry Regiment, Vistakya, rode forward and stopped beside Ampar.

Interrupted from his thoughts, Ampar looked up at Kubasi not far away. Kubasi had already stood up with the help of his subordinates. Thanks to the high quality of the armor he was wearing, it had blocked most of the damage from the electric beam.

However, the entire chest armor melted under the high temperature of the electric current. If Kubasi hadn't activated his protective battle aura at the critical moment, blocking the molten metal from the chest armor, he probably would have had his chest burned through by the molten metal, even if he hadn't been killed by the electric beam.

Even so, Kubasi was not in good condition. Although he blocked the fatal blow with his fighting spirit, large blisters had formed on his chest.

"Commander Kubasa, it seems you know something?"

Ampar stared intently at his opponent like a venomous snake poised to hunt.

As Kubasi watched Count Casilla leave, all hope vanished. Recalling what had happened at the Goya Baths that day, he couldn't help but sneer:
"Ampar, is it? You've been pulling a lot of stunts behind the scenes. You're the ones who killed Brother Yelvin, aren't you?"

Ampar chuckled as he looked at Kubasi, who was pale and weak.

"Looks like you're not stupid after all. No, no, no, you're a fool. Yelvin gave his life to secure your future."

He died, and that was the end of it all. But you, you fool, did something stupid and ruined it all.

And because of you, I now have to do so much more. Now you can die, and when you die, things can end again.

(End of this chapter)