Andreas gasped, struggling to his feet and scrambling to stand before his son. He fell to his knees, tears streaming down his eyes as a single word left his lips.
"Please..."
Lysander’s ironclad boot rang as he came to a halt right before Andreas and stretched out his gauntleted fingers toward the mentally beaten-down man while reverting back to his normal golden form.
Andreas couldn’t believe his eyes. What was this? Was he being offered a chance to join Cain’s Fanatic?
Was that the only way to save his family? He shut his eyes and made up his mind.
"His Highness said you are safe." Hearing Lysander speak made Andreas dumbfounded, while George blinked several times.
"Did it just speak?!" The streamer almost pulled out his ears to inspect them. He wasn’t that close, but he was sure that golden elf knight just spoke.
"His Highness?" Andreas muttered with a bewildered expression.
Sitting on a skyscraper under the night sky, overseeing the chaos, a golden-haired young man smiled softly.
"You’ve made your first debut, Lysander." Godfrey rose to his feet, his hoodie waving a bit due to the wind that tousled his hair.
Standing behind him was Tempest. His other knights had spread out, moving with their teams to bring down the goblins and kobolds that had populated this city, wrecking havoc and spilling blood.
"Don’t let the others die." Godfrey muttered, and Lysander, who heard his voice in his own mind, blitzed past Andreas, grabbed the door of the coach bus, and tore it off like it weighed nothing.
Seeing the knight bring out the people, most of whom were unconscious, the streamer and his audience were too stunned to react.
What was going on here?
***
"Hey, Tyla, you have to see this. A humanoid summon is saving people in Athens." A young man kept knocking on the door of his elder sister’s room. She, who had just come out of the bathroom, had to open the door.
Tyla, still a ravishing beauty with more charm after leaving high school, stood by the door with a towel tied over her head and another towel from her bosom to her thighs.
"What do you want?" Tyla inquired with an irritated tone.
"Look at this." Her younger brother shoved the phone before her face. Tyla tilted her neck backwards, her irritation rising, but Lysander flashed through her eyes, reminding her of the familiar golden knights she used to see in high school.
’Godfrey.’ That name popped up in her mind. Hate rose up within her. Why would she want to watch anything that had to do with him?!
"And why would I want to see whatever this is?"
"You don’t want to see a cool elf knight? Alright." Her younger brother went his way. After shutting her door, Tyla found herself searching for the stream on her laptop. Before she knew it, she was already sitting on a sofa in her room, reading people’s comments and watching Lysander.
’He does know that there’s five hundred million on his head... right? This is beyond foolish.’ Tyla scowled but remained seated.
As much as she disliked Godfrey, his defiance at this point was just too much to ignore. Just how did this young man think?
***
While the streamer’s livestream grew increasingly popular after the appearance of the elf knight, the Vagabonds’ main forces emerged from portals into a chaotic district where goblins and kobolds, thousands of them, charged toward each other, raiding houses and killing humans while closing in on each other.
The appearance of space tears, from which summoners with a crimson X symbol and their summons emerged, caught the attention of the Kobold King, who led the charge of his forces.
The Kobold King whispered, and Thalia’s fairy caught ignited like she was kindling and the air was fuel.
"Kaheish lahei skegei!" The Kobold King lifted his staff high and more Vagabonds ignited. The sight of it thrilled the Kobold King, and it decided to take one step further to show these humans that he was a Divine Tier being.
Wrapping both hands around his staff, he was about to strike the ground when a web string pulled the staff out of its grip, stopping the Kobold King from igniting the air itself.
Unknown to Isaac, he had stopped this boss from unleashing a skill that might consume all life from at least half of Athens.
"Sheik...?!" The Kobold King tilted its head, glaring at Isaac, who wore a black mask with green eyes as he stood on his giant spider.
His senses urged him to take that staff, or he wouldn’t even have the luxury to regret it, and that’s what he did.
"Come and get it." Isaac scowled, creating a maze of webs as his summon scuttled away. Even if he was weaker than the Kobold King, his web immunity to flames should buy him some time.
Isaac was wrong. The gap between King Tier and Divine Tier was huge. With a single snap, all the webs, strong enough to even stop bullets from sniper rifles, burned away.
While chasing after Isaac, the Kobold King suddenly realized he had stopped sensing that huge beast for a while now.
That little bit skipped its mind in the heat of the moment. Realizing this, the Kobold King looked up, but the leviathan was gone.
"You shouldn’t have come to our world." A cold voice rang, forcing Kobold to look ahead. There, a blue-haired twelve-feet-tall being with golden scales, blue scales from its waist down, claws, fins, and eyes like the ocean sat on a throne made of water.
It struck its golden staff into the ground like a king.
The Kobold King’s eyes shrank when it noticed this being before it was more than a threat.

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