Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 356

Chapter 356: Was He Mad

After two days of attending to things he deemed important, Godfrey arrived at Queens City and descended from a taxi. He wore a simple gray hoodie, blue jeans, and white sneakers, with a backpack slung over his shoulder, carrying supplies he might need should this purple gate dungeon have time dilation.

Holding the handle of his backpack with one hand, he made his way toward the heavily guarded bridge.

Johan and the rest of his team were on the bridge with their trucks bearing the guild’s symbol of a shield. Falco, who sat in the driver’s seat with the door open, turned his head and saw the hooded individual approaching the bridge.

"Is that him?" he asked.

Charles and Johan turned, while Lotus, who sat cross-legged on the top of the truck, sprang to her feet. Seeing him, she waved both hands.

’Is she waving at me?’ Godfrey muttered before lifting one hand and bringing it back down. At least that would let these agents know that he was with the team. They were already glaring at him with hostility.

Other members of the team, all twenty of them, turned to Godfrey when they saw Lotus’ reaction. One of them, standing beside another vehicle, folded his arms. "Is that truly Lotus? I’ve not seen her act like this at all."

Hearing that, Philip, who had been nonchalant, also looked, then raised an eyebrow. He had lots of questions about this raid, but after the guild master told them about a summoner who would be able to guarantee their victory, he decided to wait and see who this person was.

After that, he would decide.

Someone hit his shoulder lightly, pulling Philip out of his thoughts. "Look at the guy she’s waving at. She hasn’t even given you a glance despite being one of the strongest members of the guild, but look at how she’s reacting to that dude. She definitely doesn’t like you."

Philip’s friend said.

Philip replied with a scoff.

"That dude? Don’t you know who that is? I’d watch my mouth if I were you." Another member of the team close to them said.

Philip and his friend raised an eyebrow. They watched their guild master, Charles, Falco, and Lotus approach Godfrey at the barricade.

"Who’s he?" Philip asked.

"You don’t know about him? That man, at sixteen, slaughtered three hundred policemen. It was said that they were slammed by a sudden force that tore them apart, and there were marks of hooves on the road and their vehicles. We know it’s one of his summons, the one they call the Death Rider, and he had that at sixteen!" The man close to his twenty-sixth year whispered to them.

Philip frowned. "Sounds like he should be rotting in jail."

"That’s why you should watch your mouth. He’s the Golden Knight summoner, the one whose knights gave that dragon a thrashing." The man added, forcing Philip’s eyes to widen.

"Him?! That’s the Golden Knight summoner! The same dude with enough summons to rival a huge guild like ours?" Philip’s friend gasped.

Philip blinked, then chuckled. ’What rubbish.’ He scoffed inwardly, saw Godfrey heading toward them with the guild master and the others, before turning to the duo beside him.

"You want me to believe that he, that one man within my sight, has over ten thousand summons? Do you even hear yourself?!" Philip scowled, but it dawned on him in the next second when he saw the expressions his friend and the other guy had as they stared at him. It was like they were staring at a man who had just come out of the woods.

"He has more," his friend said.

"W– What?!" Philip stuttered. Before his current status, he was just a construction worker without a certificate. He only bothered with a phone to call his mother; they didn’t even have a television, and he didn’t care about what wouldn’t put food on his table.

But that aside, even if he didn’t have much knowledge, people that had four or five summons were myths, so rare they might not be over a thousand of them in the entire world. Even if only ten million people were left on earth, a thousand Quad summoners or higher were still rare. Compared to the reality where there were billions on earth, the rarity of such summoners was off the charts. In fact, to many, they didn’t even exist at all.

So how—how could one man, just one summoner, unleash over ten thousand summons?!

It just doesn’t make sense. No matter how he thought about it, that couldn’t be real.

It just couldn’t!

"His strength doesn’t make him our friend, though. He’s strong, but his motives are questionable. The authorities have displayed reasons for his supposed helpful actions, and they’re just to his benefit, and their reasons are quite valid to me. He hasn’t debunked any of them either." Philip’s friend said with a grim look and a grave tone.

’Why?’

Godfrey asked himself inwardly. He wasn’t close to the trio, but he heard that last sentence; it wasn’t exactly a whisper. Maybe that man didn’t realize he was listening, and that was why he asked this simple question.

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