Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250: An Uncontainable Existence

"...Frey." Isolde slowly stretched her hand towards him but Godfrey took a step back. His eyes moistened. It hurt, deep within him, that in the end he was the cause of Isolde’s death, his mother’s hectic life.

It hurt that even after everything he was no different from a rat running within an enclosed box.

The words that kept popping into his head had Cain’s voice. Those words shaped him, the little he knew was what Gabriel told him.

And now that same man was Cain. He didn’t want to believe him anymore but it seemed the only little knowledge within him was given by Gabriel.

Godfrey yelled at himself within. Stop believing what he said! Was Cain truly after the Golden Order Knights? Or was it another lie? Another manipulation?

"Frey, we might actually have a—!" Isolde couldn’t finish her words as Godfrey exchanged himself with a Golden Order knight.

Isolde bit her lower lip and bolted out the door but no one was on the street. She understood how he felt.

He had received hate from the world. Cain’s personalities stood for him, he might have even looked up to them only to realize this same person made the world how it was and was meticulously manipulating his emotions.

Anyone could be Cain’s clones, trust was at its least. That was if it even existed anymore.

What Isolde feared wasn’t his current state but the decision he would take from henceforth.

Her expression changed drastically when she remembered one of her paintings. The one she wrote Vagabond with blood trailing downward.

Everything began to fall into place right now. She had wondered what made him become that being in the painting. This was it.

The darkness of the painting meant a desolate world. Not physically but mentally, the trailing blood from the vagabond meant absolute brokenness with identity even that of his last... a vagabond.

In the end the future didn’t really change. She thought she saw and could control a little but never knew she was actually the new catalyst.

The change was necessary for a determined end. Everything she had done to stop him from being that person turned back to mock her.

Fate had proven to be even bigger than its seers. Some prophecies couldn’t be broken, no matter how much one tried.

As Isolde’s heart pounded desperately in the street, the cold hard reality hit her. She had changed nothing at all.

An end his mother’s death should have brought, her own death brought it.

***

Godfrey appeared on the rooftop of a four-storey building. He leaned on the railing, staring at the street with a lot in his mind.

Time trickled by and he just stayed there, his face lacking expression as his eyes just stared ahead.

He wanted to be a hero until he didn’t want to anymore when the authorities turned against him. He wanted freedom and peace but that was all a lie.

There was no safe place, every single place with order might have already been taken over by Cain who fought himself on the surface to deceive the masses.

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