Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Once Comrades [Battle Of Summoner & Summon]

Purple light flashed and caused a purple ring-like ripple that spread outward through a massive grass field that spread for countless kilometres, with some boulders standing like monuments and their origins stretching to the mountains at the horizon.

Both men appeared, and the grass was so tall it reached their waists.

Dax looked at Godfrey, brought down his hoodie, and slowly walked away from him. "You know what I’m here for."

He said while caressing the grass, still walking away from Godfrey.

Through his side profile, Godfrey noticed the crimson veins on his face. They were like cracks. His mask, which was strapped to the back of his head with buckles at his neck, was meant to suppress something, his volcanic side from what he learnt in the past after his mother’s incident.

But it seemed like what he was trying to hide had taken over. Godfrey’s eyes went to the grass that became black and scorched before crumbling to the ground.

"Saul sent you. Is it to test or eliminate me? You have a relic now and he somehow trusts you more than his Black Knights for this mission," he said.

Dax leaped to the top of a boulder about thirty metres away and sat on it. "You’re smart. Orders were to kill you."

"That wasn’t what we agreed on earlier. Is he afraid I’ll ruin his tournament?"

Dax blinked slowly. "No. My master isn’t the type to be afraid, but he’s agitated because of your influence on the Black Order Knights. They’ve been a bit odd since they met you. An hour ago, he asked them if they’d be willing to kill you and Abaddon, his glorious left hand, the force of nature himself, only nodded after a while."

He opened his hand, and a tome appeared. It was like a book that had lost most of its pages. Only a few were left.

"A conflicted mind is a lost one," Dax said.

Godfrey exhaled through his mouth. "You’re talking quite a lot. The Dax I know barely speaks."

Dax nodded. "Because tonight, only one of us will walk out of here alive. We were once comrades, I once held back the Fanatics for your mother. It’s ironic this is where all that ends. I’m a summon, my choices are decided for me. You’re a summoner, you decide your own fate."

He rose to his feet. "You have always been stronger. I hope you will win." A sudden wind blew through the grass field, causing both their hair to flutter.

Jin appeared. It was a white bipedal creature with a crimson mane, massive chest and arms with abs, holding a massive hammer with cracks that looked like veins where magma flowed.

The sound of Jin breathing was like the echoes of a lion’s growl in a hollow mountain.

Godfrey looked at Dax. This was his teacher, the man who taught him taekwondo.

"Back before we became the Ignikai, most nights, I didn’t sleep. I would wake when the world was quiet and step outside barefoot, letting the cool mud cling between my toes. The wind would pass through the rice fields, and the entire valley would ripple like a living sea."

Dax paused, watching Godfrey’s expression.

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