Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 13 Opportunity
Young Master Haven, who had been chased around by ghouls, was now clinging to the Knight Commander's back, urging him to run faster.

In an instant, it all reminded him of the Korean movies he watched in his past life, with their classic combination: screaming women, mischievous children, and dogs that attract monsters.

"Ahhhhhh!!!! Run! Run! Taren, it's going to grab my butt!!"

Upon hearing his young master's shrill voice, the knight commander quickly turned around and looked over. The nearest ghoul was still more than ten meters away from them.

"Young Master? No?"

Haven coughed.

"Hey~ you don't understand, this is art! Art needs to be embellished."

'Another art piece? Young master, your taste is truly strange!'

Taren shook his head to clear his mind of the strange thoughts and focused on running away.

Along the way, they happened to encounter several more White Lion Knights who had been blown away by the blast wave. Taren silently counted them; there were sixteen of them. If nothing unexpected happened, he could bring the young master back safely.

Wow!!!!!!!!! That's awesome!!!!!!!!!
Wait a minute! Let's turn back!

Upon hearing his young master's voice, Taren sighed helplessly, then stopped and turned to look at the boy.

"What's wrong, young master?"

Haven climbed off the knight's back, stretched his limbs, and felt less dizzy.

"We did it! The dragon has flown back and started attacking the ghouls. Let's go back, go back, and make them into dumplings!"

"Young master, what is making dumplings? Also, I think we should retreat first, as the situation is unclear. For safety's sake, we should go back first."

"Making dumplings is just... well, never mind, I can't explain it to you. Send the old man a signal to launch an attack; the opportunity won't wait!"

After saying that, he ran off to where the dragon flames had been lit.

Seeing his young master charging towards the approaching ghouls, Taren shook his head helplessly, took out a small crossbow from his pouch, and fired it towards Whiterun.

The southern section of Whiterun city wall

"My God, this demonic dragon is actually alive!"

Solis, clutching his chest, was helped by the guards to Kevin's side.

Count Hylan looked at Solis's pale face and asked with concern...

"Are you alright, Solis?"

The high-ranking mage shook his head, then sighed and said...
"I'm fine. We all underestimated the resolve of these heretics. They wanted to wipe us out tonight, if it weren't for Havent's insistence..."

"My lord, look!"

Upon hearing the soldier's voice, the two who were talking immediately stopped and turned to look.

A white light projectile flew up to a height of 100 meters and then exploded at its highest point, forming a simple white lion head.

"This is?"

Earl Hylan hesitated for a moment, then immediately realized that his son must have succeeded in the sneak attack and now needed his rescue.

"White Lion, assemble! Everyone, follow me and attack!"

After giving the order, Earl Hyland turned to look at Earl Morrie beside him:

"Haddaway, I have to go meet up with little Went. We're counting on you in the city."

Count Mori nodded, patted his old comrade on the shoulder to reassure him, and the high-ranking mage beside him followed Kevin, intending to go together.

"Solis, you can rest. It's alright. I'll take some men to meet up with Little Vent. He'll be back soon."

Seeing Kevin's insistence, Solis stopped and took out several bottles of potions from his magic pouch and handed them over.

"Here's the Lion Potion and a few bottles of healing potions. Take them with you just in case." Kevin nodded and quickly walked down the city wall.

On the other side, after Taren and the others fought hard, the group finally rushed up the earthen slope, where they saw a huge pit with a diameter of fifty meters, and a giant dragon lying motionless in the pit.

Just then, the black-robed man stretched out his chicken claw, which emitted a dark green light, and was about to touch the dragon's head.

Haven shouted at the lewd old man as he cast spells with both hands.

Alan, who had originally planned to enslave the dragon again, heard a voice behind him and turned around to look.

A white-haired child dressed in dark gold armor was shouting at him, and a ball of pale red energy was rapidly gathering.

'Whoosh'

A fireball the size of a cantaloupe flew towards the old man in black robes.

Alan stared gloomily at Haven, who was a dozen meters away, and stretched out his left hand, conjuring a magic shield out of thin air.

The fireball struck the magic shield and exploded, dissipating after scattering sparks.

Haven was stunned by the old man in black robes' move and awkwardly swallowed.

"Lord Alan!"
"It was this group of people who destroyed the magic circle!"

On the other side, the black-robed man with a missing arm also caught up.

The magic circle had been destroyed, and they didn't know how to explain it to Lord Alan. They never expected that these heretics would dare to come back.

The man in black glared fiercely at Havent, this wicked child. He would ride on Havent's head every day when Havent became a ghoul, making him repent for his sins for all eternity.

"Hehehe~
Interesting! What's your name? You actually dared to sneak into our rear and disrupt the magic array.

"Give up resistance, and I'll give you a quick death; death will guide you."

As the black-robed old man slowly approached, the chilling aura emanating from him sent a shiver down Haven's spine.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I have something to say!"

Seeing the old man getting closer, they quickly reached out to stop the lewd old man from getting too close to the young man.

The old man in black robes actually stopped when he heard Havent's words, and looked at the boy in front of him with great interest, like an old cat playing with a mouse that was not yet a month old.

"I have a question! Why do you want all living things to die?"

Hearing Haven's question, the old man in black robes was a little surprised. He thought the child would beg for mercy or curse, but he didn't expect him to be asking a serious question.

"Death is the end of everything. No one can escape death. We are just guiding all living things onto the right path."

The great Naraku will baptize every soul in his divine kingdom.

In this way, the world will return to normal under Naraku's guidance.
"Ode to Death"

Seeing the elderly man becoming excited, even though reason told him that he should listen to him and not interrupt him, so as to buy more time.

But a voice deep inside Haven kept tempting him: to refute him, to argue with him, to find flaws in his arguments, to attack him.

Ultimately, unable to resist the desire deep within him, Haven interrupted.
"Um, um, I'm so sorry to interrupt you when you were so excited. I'm really sorry."

I have a few questions that I must ask.
Since all living things eventually die, why not let them perish naturally?

Of course, that's not important. Even if you successfully kill all the living creatures, what will you gain?
Hmm~ That's too superficial. Maybe this is just an ideal.

"So you're saying that after you've worked diligently and there are no more living things left, you won't be unemployed in your old age?"

The old man in black robes was stunned by Haven's barrage of questions.

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