Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Short King

A week later, Godfrey sat close to the end of the grand staircase of the broken ivory castle, watching two Royal Apostles duel.

Both fourteen feet tall Swordmasters clashed like two armies fused into two men. The movement of their swords, though they weren’t using a strand of mana, made the air ripple violently as it whipped about like wind blades.

Their crimson manes tousled fiercely as they clashed, swords sparking from the intensity. Godfrey’s eyes narrowed when he saw the earth crack and begin to split just from the clash of strength between the Apostles.

They were nothing like his generals, each of them were powerful progenitors but that wasn’t what made them different.

The Apostles were not fused with any known beast but from the sap of the mana tree. They were the result of the Alchemist dabbling into forbidden territory, one of the most perilous, but it created these monsters.

They weren’t humans. Pathans were a variant of the human race but these Apostles had mutated into something different, they were stronger, faster than any other Pathan including those at their peak.

They were known to reshape landscapes, break down mountains in a true fight, they could also self-heal, restoring themselves to their peak state and mana was their food the same way a plant grew through the aid of sunlight.

The Royal Apostles were the best of the best, Messengers of the Alchemist. Each of them was a part of their chosen alchemist. The alchemist could speak through them and see through them.

Unlike the other knights, they were not truly part of the Golden Order, they were like limbs for the alchemist who created the order. They too were not of the oath.

Unfortunately, for this reason Godfrey didn’t gain Symbiosis from them. Their position in the castle was complex. Technically, the alchemists were the highest ranking beings in the castle since the unknown king wasn’t supposed to be real.

However, now he was real, which shook the balance of the castle’s true hierarchy.

Another reason was the Alchemists represented the core mana system of this world. All of them were nourished with the mana tree’s dew. They were the chosen of the Pathan World and it unlocked their minds to vast possibilities pertaining to their kind.

The dew granted them the ability to create mana infused implants and also the capability to extract the full essence of other existences and fuse them into Pathan vessels, creating stronger beings without side effects.

While summoning Earth’s mana system, the Alchemists’ bio-magical anatomy was Pathan’s mana system.

Godfrey’s mana system gave him the ability to support another mana system under the context of summoning. Meaning both systems were working in his favour.

’At least now they can create more knights. Starting with Victoria.’ Godfrey smiled. With the Alchemists, he couldn’t just create knights, he could also bring the others to their full potential.

In a way, Godfrey got the forge that produced knights feared across almost all mature worlds working again, meaning he could expand the Golden Order.

He might not have gained his throne but he was already paving the way for a higher title.

With a soft grunt, he rose to his feet and stretched his limbs.

His eyes gleamed softly at the sight of the forest spreading into the horizon. This was Pathan, it looked beautiful even without the sun. Exploring this world would be fun.

What if he could rebuild it? This could be his own home, an entire world!

That thought alone made Godfrey grin. Isolde would be happy to hear this... when she eventually returned, that is.

His expression soured when her face crossed his mind.

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