Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Boris’ Hunt

He took one step and gently placed his palm on the door. Memories of Isolde using her spear flashed through his eyes.

He squinted.

"It’s you."

The rune covered door meant an empty space, meaning when he found one, there was room to create his own knight.

Slowly but surely, the castle was opening up. It had to be because he was much closer to becoming King.

Everything faded away as he opened his eyes in the real world and found himself back in the forest. His eyes, which were gleaming softly, reflected the grass beneath his feet.

Something snapped in him after Isolde’s death, and that ’snap’ was the realization that all his life he’s always been seeking peace.

It had been his goal. Get stronger to stop the bullies, get stronger to help his mother, truly like a pawn.

A reactor. If there was something he’d learnt from Gabriel, it was that he always made the move. Always one step ahead.

Always shrugging off the pressure of the world against the Vagabonds. Maybe he could never be like that.

Godfrey exhaled. As his thoughts slowly drifted, he kept walking.

Cain had the strength to crush him. This fact was already obvious. Cain wanted the Golden Order, and to earn it, he had to become its true master.

Only then can Cain bring him down and take ownership.

’In that case... Cain doesn’t want me to die before then, but he’s willing to harm everyone around me to achieve his goal.’ Godfrey exhaled softly, his hands still in his pockets as each step drew him further away from the mansion into the horizon of the bustling city.

’If Gabriel is right, this world for me is a prepared space, a volatile zone where I can’t die but experience different sorts of pain until I get strong enough to be harvested.’

His eyes grew darker.

’Every face I see might be a clone. I’m being forced into doubt, into a state where I’m unstable.’ He shut his eyes.

At this point, he was already on the sidewalk. Cars moved on the road, their lights and that of the street lamps kept the city bright. A lot of people were out.

Pendragon Island was a popular tourist site, mostly due to the dragons and the fact that this was a city in a dungeon where the strongest family lived.

Godfrey knew himself. He would never have chosen to walk on the streets like this, without hiding his face, but now something in him just wanted to let loose.

He hated this calmness in him. This solemn realization that he was being cultivated just to be harvested. Before, Godfrey thought he had his friends, he had paradise, he had people.

Until Isolde died.

He finally realized this safety was a misconception. If Cain was alive and had a mother, no one would dare lay their hands on her.

A whisper of his name would be enough to make a state bow.

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