Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 95 Crescent Lake
Seeing that Kubasi and the others had disappeared, Ampar angrily shoved Vestakia's hand away.

"This is the 'safe' action plan you told me about? How could they have gotten away with something like this?!"

Vistakya could only remain silent in response to Ampal's agitated state, but Ampal was clearly dissatisfied with Vistakya's silence and pointed his finger hard at the latter's shoulder several times.

"Tell me, what should we do now?! Say something!!!"

"My lord, this was just an accident. I didn't think it through. Please don't be angry. They are now just a bunch of defeated soldiers. They can't get far. If we chase after them now, we can wear them down completely."

At this moment, Ampar's mood became terrible. What he thought would be a simple matter had turned out like this, but now he could only suppress his anger.

"What are you looking at me for? Go after them!!!!!"

The three people lying on the cliff had a clear view of what had just happened from a god-like perspective, and Haven couldn't help but praise them;
"Tsk tsk tsk, this rebel leader has a really sharp sense of smell. He can still find an opportunity to break through under these circumstances. He's truly an outstanding talent."

"Unfortunately, Mr. Will and his men only managed to escape with about thirty men, and they were all wounded. The Imperial army below is already prepared, so it's unlikely they'll be able to escape."

Havent and Lori lay on the ground, quietly chasing after the Imperial troops who had already pursued them. Twenty minutes later, as the heavy armored warrior regiment finished cleaning up the battlefield and left, the three of them got up from the ground.

Lori mustered his courage and walked to the edge of the cliff, peering down. Below, all that remained were the corpses of the rebels; the Imperial troops, eager to catch up, had not buried them.

"Mr. Will, what should we do now? Should we go down and take a look?"

Haven closed the magic scroll that concealed the cloak, checked the consumption of magic crystals, and then put the scroll into his ring.

"What are you looking at? Those people are rebels. If we go down to investigate and the Imperial army that comes back thinks we're accomplices, then we're doomed."

Besides, what if they still have a breath left in the lower realm? Should we try to save them or not?

Lori nodded as Hevant lectured him, but he was clearly still a little hesitant. He stood on the edge of the cliff for a few more glances before following Hevant and Serena down the mountain.

"Mr. Nawell, which way should we go later? Should we go through the canyon, or should we take another route?"

Lori's question reminded Havent, who thought for a moment and took out a map from his ring to look at it.

"Hiss~ If we're going to take the detour, it seems we'll have to go to Badara City first, and then go through the Wind Plains from Badara City. That would add another week to our journey."

Thinking of this, Haven scratched his head in frustration. Although the least risky option was to take a detour, he thought about how his father and Earl Morley had arranged things for him, and they must be quite anxious. It didn't seem right for him to delay any longer.

After thinking it over again and again, I glanced at Serena, who was squatting on the ground smelling the wildflowers. I have Serena, my precious daughter, so it doesn't seem so scary. Who says being a kept woman is bad? Being a kept woman is delicious. Besides, I make so many delicious meals for Serena every day, so it's not too much to ask her to use them.

"Then let's go through Falling Moon Canyon. Taking the detour is too far, and we're in a hurry."

As they were talking, the group arrived at the spot they had just climbed up.

"Serena, get him down. I can get down myself."

Serena nodded obediently, stretched out her hand to Lori, and as a pale blue magical light shone, a giant water bubble enveloped Lori and flew downwards under Havent's watchful gaze.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what is this now, Serena? It looks pretty good too."

"Hmm~~~ A water bubble."

Haven was already immune to Serena's answer, since the silver-haired girl could cast all sorts of magic that Haven had never seen before, depending on his request.

"Okay, those bubbles are interesting. I'll try to learn how to make them when I have time. Let's go down too."

As he spoke, Haven made a magic hand seal and activated a levitation spell, slowly descending from the cliff. Lori excitedly greeted Haven and Lori as they came down.

"That bubble is really amazing; it can carry me flying."

Haven looked at Lori's wet hair and casually reached out to stroke it.

"By the way, aren't you a magician yourself? Well, no, you're a magic apprentice, but why don't I see you meditating?"

Lori reached out and brushed her hair aside, smiling as she said:

"Mr. Will, actually I prefer reading, all kinds of books. Rather than becoming a magician, I would prefer to become an alchemist."

Haven held a machete and cut down the camouflage branches he had just set up.

"That's a wonderful dream. Once you get to the Royal Academy, you can take alchemy courses. However, you can't stop practicing magic. Many alchemical experiments require your own strength to support them, otherwise you'll easily get blown up."

After a little while, they finally managed to back the carriage out of the bushes.

"That means there won't be a next time. From now on, when we hide the carriage, we'll have to make sure the horses' heads are facing outwards. It's really too difficult to make the horses reverse."

Since they planned to take the route through Falling Moon Canyon, Haven took the driver's seat. After all, a major battle had just taken place ahead, and the situation was complicated. He was worried that Lori might lose control and crash the car.

Soon, a dozen minutes later, the three drove the carriage to the place where the battle had just taken place. The corpses of Freedom Resistance soldiers lay scattered along the roadside, and human tissue was everywhere. The pungent smell of blood was so strong that it was hard to open one's eyes. Having experienced the Battle of Whiterun, Haven only wrinkled his nose and did not show any other reaction.

Lori, who was peering over the edge of the carriage, vomited violently from the combined visual and olfactory assault, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Haven turned back to look at Lori, shaking his head helplessly. Although the little boy had grown a lot during this time, he still didn't seem quite there yet.

The storage ring on his right hand lit up, and a bag of water appeared in his hand.

"Take a couple of sips of water, then spit it out a few times and you'll be fine."

Lori opened the water bag, tilted his head back and took a few sips, then poured the rest of the water over his head. The cool sensation from his head suppressed Lori's nausea.

"Mr. Will, why do people have to fight to the death? Wouldn't it be better if everyone lived?"

Hearing Lori's question, Haven suddenly remembered what Earl Morrie had said before, and without turning his head, answered:

"Hmm~~~ An elder of mine said that everyone has their own needs. If you don't have them but others do, then disputes will arise. And with disputes come arguments, and struggles are often accompanied by injuries and bloodshed."

Therefore, it's difficult for everyone to live in peace, since this is something even the gods can't handle.

Listening to Havent's explanation, Lori seemed to understand nothing. He stepped back from the edge of the carriage and sat quietly inside, no longer saying a word.

Time flew by, and three hours later, the carriage finally drove out of the canyon. Along the way, they could see scattered corpses of soldiers.

After emerging from the canyon, they found themselves on a wide-open plain. Haventra stood up, holding the reins of the carriage, and looked ahead.

"Well, we're finally out. Everything went relatively smoothly."

He turned and looked towards the carriage. The two people had already fallen asleep in the carriage. He had silently and painstakingly shouldered everything. Seeing that the two were sleeping soundly, he decided not to wake them up.

I looked up at the sun; there were still about two or three hours until sunset. I needed to find a place to stay quickly.

He took out the map again and examined it.

"Hiss, it looks like we won't make it to the next town in time today. There seems to be a lake by the roadside ahead, let's rest there for today."

After comparing the positions and confirming the direction, Haven put away the map, sat down, picked up the reins, and continued forward.

On the other side, after running for two hours, Kubasi and two soldiers temporarily shook off their pursuers. However, after running continuously, the warhorse they had snatched from the cavalry was no longer able to keep up. It was foaming at the mouth and its chest was swollen and contracting violently.

Seeing that the warhorse was getting slower and slower, the three of them had no choice but to abandon it. The moment they dismounted, the warhorse collapsed to the ground, and a large amount of steam sprayed out of its large nostrils.

For a knight, a warhorse is like a second life. Even though the three of them had stolen these three warhorses, as a follower of Hyronis, Kubasi could not bear to see these three warhorses that had saved his life suffer such pain before they died.

He took the short sword from his subordinate, looked at the warhorses' wet, large eyes, and gave the three warhorses a quick death.

"Lord Kubasa, what do we do now?"

When questioned by his subordinates, Kubasi looked up at the sky to confirm the sun's position, then climbed onto a large rock to survey the surroundings before jumping down and speaking to his men:
“I think I know where we are. Come with me. There’s a lake called Banya not far away. Let’s go there and rest for a bit before we decide what to do next.”

"Yes, Commander Kubasa."

Seeing his two subordinates still address him respectfully as their commander even in this situation, Kubasi gave a self-deprecating laugh. In this battle, Kubasi lost too much, but also learned a lot.

Since he hadn't died in this battle, it must be because Hynonis was protecting him, and something even more important awaited him.

“Let’s go, my brothers. From now on, we’ll call each other brothers. I will avenge our fallen brothers.”

Half-tooth Lake
After driving for more than an hour, they finally arrived at the lake that looked like a half-moon on the map. Little Lori, who had woken up halfway through the journey, took the initiative to relieve Haven. After taking a nap, Lori's condition improved significantly.

Standing on the carriage, looking at the lake water reflecting the sunlight and turning golden, he said excitedly:

“Mr. Will, this place is beautiful. Shall we spend the night here?”

Havent also woken up from his meditation and looked at the lake covered with dense reeds, excitedly saying, "Great, great, this place looks really nice. There should be fish, but I wonder if there are any ducks or geese or anything like that."

Upon hearing Haven's words, Lori quickly turned his head.

"Mr. Will, are we having fish tonight? I can go into the water; I can swim."

Half an hour later, the camp had been set up by Half Moon Lake.

Lori, wearing shorts, stood by the lake, ready to go into the water, while Havel held a stick and rope, preparing to make a landing net. Looking at the eager Lori beside him, Havel asked worriedly:
"Hey, how did you, a Northerner, learn to swim? And this lake looks pretty big; there might be monsters in it too."

Lori hesitated after Hevent's words, but then he thought that he had already made such a boast, and it would be very embarrassing to back down now.

"It's alright, Mr. Will, I swim very fast."

Seeing that Lori was determined to prove himself, Haven didn't want to dampen the young man's enthusiasm too much. He turned to Serena, who was half-squatting beside him, and said:
"Hey, Serena, Lori and I are going down there together. You stay on the shore and keep an eye on things. If anything attacks us, you'd better be quick."

Serena wore a pure white dress today, and she looked absolutely gorgeous. The cool breeze blowing from the lakeside made her long hair flutter gently.

"Well, Will, you can swim, right? Do you want me to cast an underwater breathing spell on you?"

By this time, Haven had finished making the net and had taken off his clothes, leaving him only in his shorts. However, Haven, who had been forced to practice martial arts by Earl Hyland since childhood, was also a noble young master, but his physical fitness was much better than Lori's. Although he looked very thin, his muscles were very obvious after removing his clothes.

"No need, no need, I can do it. There's a lake near my house, and I often go swimming there."

After getting ready, the two began to walk down into the lake, and as they entered, ripples spread across the surface.

"Ouch~ It's so cold, Mr. Will."

The water quickly washed over his stomach, and feeling the coolness, Haven's abdominal muscles involuntarily twitched twice.

"Oh dear, it's a bit chilly. Why don't we go back? I'll make some fishing rods and we can go fishing."

"Oh, are we going back now? But we just got off the plane."

Haven turned to look at Serena, who was squatting on the shore watching them, and felt that it would indeed be a bit embarrassing to come up now.

"Let's go over there to the reeds and see if there are any ducks or geese. If not, we can even take a couple of eggs to try."

Hearing Haven's words, Lori stopped insisting, and the two began to stroll towards the reeds. The reeds were no longer so green at this time of year. With a gentle tug on a reed stalk, the yellowish reed fluff fell like snowflakes.

"Damn, this stuff is so annoying, it's stuck to my skin and I can't get it off."

"Hey! Mr. Will, there seems to be an egg over there."

Just as Haven was irritably brushing off the reed fluff that had stuck to his body, Lori seemed to have noticed something. Looking in the direction Lori pointed, he saw several watermelon-sized eggs lying on a pile of grass deep in the reeds.

"Huh! There really is one~ But what kind of bird has an egg? And why is it so big?"

Looking at the giant egg with bluish-white patterns in front of him, Haven scratched his head in confusion.

"This can't be a bird egg, Mr. Will, otherwise, how big would this bird be?"

As soon as Lori finished speaking, the two turned to look at each other, as if they had remembered something.

"Mr. Will, this couldn't be...!"

Haven nodded stiffly, then slowly began to turn around. Lori also stopped talking and began to follow Haven's example.

But before they had taken more than a few steps, they heard a series of snapping sounds from afar, followed by a piercing roar. Turning around, they saw a crocodile-like creature rapidly crawling towards them.

"Run!!!! Oh no, oh no, oh no!"

With the unknown creature chasing them from behind, the two wished they could grow two more legs.

"Serena, Serena! Do it, do it!"

He glanced back at the gaping maw less than twenty meters away from the two of them and immediately called for help to Serena, who was crouching on the shore.

Upon hearing Haven's call, the silver-haired girl instantly floated up, extending her slender, white fingers. A magical orb gleaming with dazzling light appeared. Just as she was about to launch it, as if remembering something, the orb flickered twice and quickly dissipated. Immediately afterward, a giant ice ball appeared.

With a whoosh, the ice ball, sparkling with starlight and ice crystals, hurtled towards the crocodile-like creature at incredible speed. The ice ball exploded the moment it touched the creature, and the released ice elements froze the behemoth in just a breath or two.

The two, who had been running with all their might, finally climbed ashore and looked back at the giant beast that had turned into an ice sculpture.

"Hachi~ Hachi~ Thank you, Serena. I was almost done for. What is this thing?"

Haven sat up and gave Serena, who had landed beside him, his first compliment of the day.

Little Lori, who had been running around breathlessly, stopped panting after a dozen seconds and stood up to examine the frozen giant beast.

“Mr. Will, this looks like a mid-level water monster called Tide Crocodile.”

After hearing Lori's answer, Haven stepped forward to examine it closely. He said it looked like a crocodile, but only the mouth seemed similar; the rest of the body looked more like a lizard.

"Lori, you actually recognize me? You're quite knowledgeable."

Hearing Haven's praise, Lori scratched his head shyly.

"Will, can this be made into something delicious?"

Clearly, for Serena, killing a mere mid-level magical beast was no different than killing an ant.

Hearing Serena's words, Haven was clearly stunned for a moment, then realized that he had just prepared the Destruction Ray, but immediately changed it to another spell.

Seeing the girl's expectant look, Haven seriously examined the giant beast that was over ten meters long.

"It's not impossible, I'll give it a try. Lori, don't just stand there, come and help me."

An hour later, several huge chunks of meat were set up in front of the campfire. During the dismemberment process, Haven even dug out a magic core that emitted a pale blue light from the head of the Tide Crocodile.

"Mr. Will, this smells delicious! How much longer until we can eat?"

Watching the meat chunks dripping with oil, Lori was already very impatient, while Serena was eating heartily the steamed egg custard made by Havent from the eggs of the Tide Crocodile.

"They should be here soon. These magical beasts have residual water elements in their bodies, and Serena's ice magic is too powerful."

After another ten minutes or so, the crocodile meat was finally roasted to a golden brown. Haven walked over and made two cuts with his dagger, and the juices flowed out.

"Okay, okay, that's it."

Just as the three were preparing for their delicious dinner, the camp's alarm bell rang, instantly drawing Havent and Lori's attention.

After waiting for a minute or two, three stumbling figures walked over.

Judging from the clothes the three people wore and their blood-covered state, Haven had already guessed that the people who came were probably the group that had been surrounded and attacked in the canyon.

As the three figures drew closer, their faces finally came into view, illuminated by the light of the campfire in the camp.

"That's the guy."

Hearing Lori's words, Havent raised an eyebrow, clearly recognizing the newcomer as the leader of the resistance.

However, the three of them did not look well at this moment, and Kubasi, who was supporting him, was obviously aware that there were people here, but he was quite surprised that they were three very young children.

"Don't be afraid, we mean no harm. We just want to find a place to rest. If we have disturbed you, we can leave."

This was the first time Haven had seen the rebel leader up close. How should I put it, he seemed a lot like the Knight Commander Talen. At first glance, he didn't seem like a bad person.

Thinking of this, even though he knew that the arrival of these people would bring trouble to the three of them, the natural sense of closeness made Haven give up the idea of ​​driving them away.

"It's alright. This place is public. You look badly injured. Sit down and rest. We have some food here, you can eat."

Kubasi looked at the three children who showed no fear in front of him and felt a little surprised. He then turned his head and his eyes narrowed quickly. Even though it was too dark to see what kind of magical beast was lying there, he could tell from its huge body that it was definitely not a docile one.

Thinking about this, it became clear why those children dared to camp alone in the wild; they had considerable resources to back them up. The next moment, Kubasi seemed to realize something else—perhaps these young people were just young in appearance—and respectfully said:
"Thank you, sir. We'll have to trouble you then. My brother is dying, so I'll just borrow your place to take care of him. We'll leave immediately after that."

Seeing that the other party seemed to have misunderstood them, Haven did not offer any explanation. Although he had a certain fondness for this rebel leader who possessed the chivalrous way, he was not in a position to personally lend a helping hand.

“Sure, do as you please. Lori, take this pot of soup over to them.”

(End of this chapter)