Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Pride & Selfishness

While bodies kept falling from an unseen sky, something moved at an incredible speed, blitzing through the fog before its eyes found a golden armored knight with long red hair falling down her back like silk.

Soft, mocking laughter floated out like echoing whispers.

"Frey!" Isolde, who had kept walking but it seemed as if she was still at the same spot, shouted Godfrey’s name but her ears twitched, responding to the soft laughter.

Her eyes narrowed and she turned, fingers tight around the shaft of her spear.

"Isolde Pendragon... What are you trying to prove?"

Isolde’s eyes locked on where the voice came from and swung her spear in that direction. The fog cleared but nothing was there.

"Fierce. Hehehe... of course you are. Isolde Pendragon, the selfish woman with so much pride you’re oblivious to reality."

Isolde looked around, eyes keen.

"I know you hear me. We both knew if you stepped aside your uncle James wouldn’t have been your enemy. Women are not the alphas of dragons, your father was blinded by love and you by the boundless pride that what isn’t meant to be yours was yours. You could have aided him, you could have supported him, the family would still be strong, the dead wouldn’t have died. This is all your fault!"

Isolde felt whatever was speaking to her moved around her, staring at her with such a scornful gaze that made her feel like a wreck inside.

"No words? I’m not baffled, it was to be expected. You’ve never treated anyone properly, always aloof, always feeling superior. You think you’re protecting yourself from them because of your position but I’ll tell you the truth you’ve refused to tell yourself. You were like that because of your pride. Your selfishness wasn’t loyalty to your family, it was loyalty to yourself. The girl who wants the throne, who wants to lead the family. You as a dragon are meant to bow to the male... it’s the nature of dragons, it’s the nature of Pendragons. Haven’t you seen your mother!"

Isolde’s eyes gleamed. "I won’t do it."

A chuckle rang. "There she is. The woman who seeks to be alpha. You’ve ruined the Pendragon family and you can’t still rule it. Bow! Redeem yourself and bow to him."

The image of Bazzoit appeared in Isolde’s eyes. She found herself back in that cavern with Bazzoit gazing down at her from above.

Isolde’s eyes hardened like steel. "I will not. I might be prideful, selfish and ambitious but I won’t bow and I will take what is mine. The Pendragons will never have prospered under that snake of a dragon. I own myself, I will not be reduced to a mere mate. I chose my future."

She smiled as she lowered her spear.

"And I’ve chosen him."

Her eyes widened when the fog cleared to reveal Godfrey seated on a hill of corpses with more dropping. He was surrounded by blood and dead bodies. He looked... intimidating.

"Him?" A loud burst of laughter filled Isolde’s ears. "You ruined the life of that young man."

The fog moved as Isolde hurried toward Godfrey only to be met by fog and it seemed like Godfrey had vanished. He was there one second and now, there was nothing.

"I know what you did. You couldn’t stay away from him so you tore his future apart just to have him. Such love."

"What?" Isolde’s eyes trembled. "T-that’s rubbish." she spat.

"Did I hit a nerve?" Truth Seeker chuckled. "Was there any reason for you to go to that school? You had seen so much about him but that wasn’t enough for you. You were not supposed to be in his life yet you forced yourself in. Some so-called savior."

The fog gushed toward Isolde, forming a vague female face. "You used your knowledge to trap him between your fingers."

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