Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Beach Party

Eventually the expected night came, and at one of the resort’s reserved beaches several dozen teens in their sixteens and seventeens could be seen in plain shirts, tank tops, shorts, beach pants, sarongs and more.

Seated at the bar, where only fruit drinks were served, Cecil proudly shook her long bob cut, enjoying the looks she was getting from Polaris students and some of the boys in their class who had never seen her look like this.

However, she only got that glance after they were done admiring the charming sixteen-year-old Isolde, who, due to her constant gym attendance, natural beauty, and the extra work done to her pretty golden-white hair and light touch of make-up on her already enchanting face, drew attention wherever she moved. She had that killer look.

No one, not even females, could glance past her without pausing to take a second look. The only deterrent was her strength, so no one dared go drink with her or even propose she played a game with them.

Cecil, on the other hand, had been invited several times, but she remained seated two seats away from Isolde, watching the Manhattan Queen stare into her phone from the corner of her eye.

Turning to the group of boys playing volleyball, her eyes narrowed at the sight of Polaris’ handsome elites.

They formed Team Polaris and played against Team Manhattan, led by Snow, who was the only one that matched their captivating handsome looks.

Of course she could tell most of them hired someone with a similar summon to Snow to enhance their looks; it was common for those aspiring to become Entertainers in guilds.

Plastic surgery was a thing of the past with the birth of such summons. Seeing Team Polaris beat her school team, Cecil clicked her tongue.

"Why isn’t Godfrey here?" She finally turned to Isolde, saying what had been in her mind from the moment she stepped into this party ground.

Isolde tightened her grip around the transparent cup, lines appearing on her forehead. "I thought he would be here." She bit her lip in frustration. She decided to check the message she sent and saw he hadn’t even seen it.

"It’s still switched off," Isolde muttered. Though she muttered under her breath, Cecil heard it, rose to her feet with a faint smile and walked away.

Meanwhile, at the balcony of a building overlooking the beach party, Edwin leaned against the glass railing with Julia and the Polaris homeroom teacher, Felicity. Felicity stood with her arms crossed, watching the teens enjoy themselves, some chilling in the water, some doing a swimming competition, some brawling, some playing simple card games, but the most watched was volleyball. It had quite the crowd.

"Where is the one who killed the sandworms and wounded two of my students?" she asked, tilting her head slightly toward Edwin.

"You mean Godfrey?"

’Anything that will put Godfrey against Polaris, even if that includes you, Isolde,’ she chuckled inwardly. She watched James rush to get Alistair, but to her shock, Isolde took her phone and left the bar.

Midway she met Alistair walking over with a group of boys; while tucking her hair behind her ear she said, "Go ahead. Join her." She gestured at Cecil, who sat at the bar with a shocked expression, and walked off.

After leaving the party, she tried Godfrey’s line but it was still switched off. "Godfrey, I’ll bite your nose out once I get to your apartment and find out you’re fine and didn’t bother to inform me that you were not coming!" Isolde’s face distorted in anger as she made her way through the silent street, which sloped upward.

A couple of steps later, she noticed someone behind her; a faint smile formed on her lips as she spun. "So you were there all along and—!" Her excitement faded as swiftly as it came when Nathaniel appeared in her path.

The Polaris elite, with deep rich brown skin and bright eyes, chuckled softly. "I just came. I don’t think you should be walking alone. Can I escort you?"

"I can do just fine." Isolde turned to walk away. Seeing her walking off, Nathaniel chased after her, about to touch her shoulder when her cold voice froze his arm midair.

"Don’t you dare."