Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462: A General’s Fief

The next day, Godfrey arrived at the Pendragon Mansion and went for the woods in the mountainous region, where nature thrived. He had not been here for over a year now.

He arrived at the edge of a cliff, gazing down at the small town in the valley below. A diagram flared up beside him, and Lysander walked out.

When he saw the small town in the valley, he stiffened for a moment.

He could see his daughter chatting with another elf. Her smile was bright, and though his eyes softened sadly, a smile appeared on his face.

"Don’t you think she should know that you’re alive?" Godfrey folded his arms.

"How do I serve if I return to my people? I was their chief, they relied on me. If I return, it might pose a problem to my service."

"Why are you so loyal, Lysander? I’m just nineteen, and you’re like a thousand. I used you to fight for a cause that isn’t truly yours. So why?"

"I once worked as a servant of the most sacred place of elven land, the heart of the World Tree, and I stole its most sacred drop. The Water of Life, and it made me live longer than other wood elves. We wood elves have a lifespan of five hundred years. The extra years were a result of what I had done. This eternal life, I could have spent it chasing after strength, but I’ve always been the type to exercise caution. I am also a slave to morals."

"But I died during that battle. This man before you is a general, your general. And your battle is my battle. Let the past be the past."

After Lysander said all that, Godfrey smiled. "And I’m your king." He patted Lysander’s armoured back. "General Lysander. This is your king’s decree. Return to your past."

Lysander took a step away and faced him. "But you need me."

"I gave your daughter a promise. Even though I did not tell her, it’s already a promise long overdue. I’m also going to grant you a fief as large as your eyes can see in Pathan. Elves have been a fantasy for a long time in my world, but in the one I’ll build in Pathan, it will be different."

"But—!"

"General Lysander. Don’t deprive yourself of what you also want. I’ll take care of myself. Go down there. I’ll sit here and watch."

Godfrey sat on the floor, then looked up. "Don’t tell them I’m here."

"Will you summon me once more?" Lysander asked.

Godfrey chuckled. "Of course." Then, he smiled warmly. "Take this as another form of service."

Both of them looked at each other. Then Lysander straightened his posture, dropped his axe, and went on one knee.

"Thank you."

"Forgive me for ignoring your own needs. Now go on. I want to see how they react."

Lysander rose to his feet, then leaped off the cliff. The air rippled and exploded at the might of a Progenitor soaring into the sky, almost as if he was about to vanish into the clouds.

Then gravity pulled him down with great force, resulting in a loud tremor as he crashed right outside the town. Dust and wind merged as one, sweeping out and blinding the wood elves.

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