Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344: Legends Of The Golden Order Knights (3)

The policemen weren’t shocked that the gate closed. It was recent news that earth would soon become a mature world, meaning all the while they’ve been in some sort of tutorial.

Now, once there was a dungeon break and the boss was killed outside the dungeon, it would close. Meaning the reason blue gates that had dungeon breaks didn’t close in the past was so that they could extract resources and fight one creature endlessly to grow, but now that earth would soon be considered a mature world, that leverage was gone.

Unfortunately, this also had its drawbacks. A dungeon break was dangerous on any level; it meant either a casualty or devastation of property, which was a loss either way. Guilds, freelancers, some large corporations, and the authorities might not really want gates to be closed down since money was being made from them.

There might be penalties for closing down blue gates, especially now that the Pagoda Guild had paid quite the sum to retain this dungeon; now it was gone.

Even after thinking about all this, the leader of the policemen shrugged. ’We’re alive. That’s all that matters. They can fully implement those rules the day I see the sun again. I also find it strange that we’re alive with the sun all this while, just what—ugh!’

Liam hit his ribcage. "The Knight’s leaving," he whispered.

The leader looked at him. "So what? Are you going to arrest him?"

Another one jumped into the conversation. "Wasn’t that one of his knights?"

"Who?" Liam raised an eyebrow.

Both policemen looked at Liam with raised eyebrows.

***

On a grass field, no more than two dozen children sat, the oldest not more than ten. They listened to an old man who was the caretaker of this obscure orphanage.

Support wasn’t much from the authorities anymore, so they lived on the bare minimum, but if there’s one thing the kids would always cling to, it was the story of their caretaker, which he told once every month.

The world had been dark for a long time, but even without proper security, this old man had managed to make these kids feel safe.

Watching them sit on the grass field intently listening to his slow, weary voice made him smile.

"And so..." Just as he was about to speak, a loud resounding sound rang out. Everyone’s neck snapped toward the wall. The wall was tall enough, but whatever was coming was taller than this wall.

They could see his golden helmet and his huge pauldrons. The heavy sound of Mountain approaching made the hearts of the children leap.

They’ve never seen anything that huge this close. Cut off from the world in this spacious compound, enough to play and do whatever, the safe world they knew couldn’t fathom the sight of a being taller than the wall itself.

"I... Is that a dungeon... M-Mon- Monster?!" An innocent nine-year-old boy trembled, fingers shaking nonstop as he tried to tap the girl before him.

The moment his finger touched her, she shot into the air, screaming. Others bolted. Small twerps, fleeing for their lives, running as hard as their small feet could carry them while panting hard.

Panic was everywhere.

Mountain froze, looked into the orphanage, then turned away and sat on the ground, leaning on the wall. He dropped his shield and hammer-axe.

Tilting his head, he looked at the dark skies.

He remembered the days he lived before becoming a knight.

Then, he was the madman, a violent beast of a man chained to the mountains in the frozen region. The cold and constantly falling snow brought so much frost his skin turned white. The chains that bound him were colder than the touch of death.

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