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.

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