Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352: The Old Man’s Name

"I’ll be willing to pay as much as two hundred million." Johan’s bold declaration made Isolde’s eyes widen.

If she were honest, a Titled god’s core was worth that amount at the least.

’Twenty percent of whatever his guild gains from every raid will be more lucrative. It would give us a chance against Michael’s financial stranglehold of the Blacks, but it’s Godfrey’s call. Should I go?’

She pursed her lips.

’No. It’s his offer.’

"I’ll speak with him. No promises, though." Isolde responded. "I’ll give you a call when I have his response."

Johan agreed and left the island shortly after. Pendragon Island was a dungeon in Staten Island. On the ferry, returning to Manhattan, Johan looked at the dark sky.

Although the sky had been dark for a while now, the lights of the skyscrapers, street lamps, and cars lit up the island.

’He’s the only person that I can think of. Charles, Lotus, and even Falco all recommended him. Let’s hope what we find in there won’t be bigger than what we can handle because that would mean death for all of us.’

***

On the other hand, Godfrey, the man Johan thought about, leaned against a doorframe, gazing at the orphans seated on the ground around Dirge, who was on her knees.

She sang. There were no words, just flowing through different tunes, like a hymn. Her voice was something else; it captivated the soul.

He had no idea when his Black-Out deactivated, revealing his ocean-blue eyes shimmering with awe as he gazed at the white phantoms floating about, chorusing.

Some were around Dirge; others were more interested in the children, caressing their chins and patting their heads, although their hands just dissolved into white mist.

Their presence made the room ethereal.

Dirge, clad in her golden armour, looked nothing like the Banshee; it made him reflect.

Spending more time with Dirge before naming her would have made him choose a more fitting name, but the castle wouldn’t allow it.

From now on, he would already start thinking about good names that embodied his knights, even those he had not acquired yet.

Her voice brought wonder to these innocent children, washing away all their pain from losing one of their own.

There was much more to his noble knights than what was defined on their monuments or tablets. They were actual beings.

At this moment, Godfrey saw the side of humanoid summoners the world refused to see. What humanoid summoners had were intelligent beings with a past, with regrets, with depth, just like them.

They weren’t beasts.

To think all he’s been doing all this while was just using them to fight. Fighting couldn’t be neglected in the slightest, but doing a little more couldn’t hurt.

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