Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 491

Chapter 491: Kill Cain

"I thought I was strong, Iso. But I’ve finally realized that I’m weak. Maybe physically I can crush a mountain, but then questions plague my heart. A place where I can’t hide behind a shield or a wall of knights," he replied.

"I spent days on the Black Sea. Alone. Struggling with mana, infested with centipedes, but all I could think about was my generals. I threw them into the sea to get out. Now, I think about it, I could have teleported, but I panicked. I couldn’t think straight. The waves were immense even below. I could barely see a thing, not even the boat. It was all dark. Teleporting was a bargain, but I just kept thinking. I could have teleported."

He tilted his head toward her.

"Mountain began to speak clearly because I grew and the castle restored him, but each time they die, they will revert and revert until they’re just hunks of flesh and metal doing whatever I command. What’s the countdown? How many times do they need to die for it to happen? I don’t know, but one death means one quota down. And then, I thought, why didn’t I bring you? Why didn’t I sacrifice you? Doesn’t that mean that I value you more than them? Doesn’t that mean deep within me, I saw them as expendable if it comes to it?"

His eyes narrowed. "Do you know what that means? It means all those efforts I thought I put in to make them better, happier might be hypocritical."

He looked away. "People will never forget the Golden Devil, Iso. I fought against that. I refused to be what they wanted, and for a while I thought I was right, but when I floated in that darkness, I thought about it. Was I truly saving my mother back then, or was it just an orchestrated scheme, and I was made to kill all those policemen? Are their deaths truly justified?"

Isolde didn’t know what to say.

"Was it Cain’s plot or was it my mother’s? I thought I was a good person. I want to be a good person because I can’t stand doing wrong, but all of a sudden, it seems... I was the devil in golden armour all along. And I can’t get it out of my head anymore. The woman I wanted to save is the reason for all this. Right in her is the one I love, and yet the true her is the Mana Tree. I thought I could work with it, but it’s hard. It fills me with frustration, with rage. Then, I killed Mrs. Fukushima. It’s meant to be a justifiable death, but I find a part of me asking, how many more? There’s doubt, and it’s ripping me apart."

Isolde laid his head on her thighs and ran her fingers through his golden, messy hair like she had always dreamed of.

"If you were a bad person, you would not be thinking of all this. You have a good conscience, a beautiful one beneath all this muscle. It’s your compass."

"A good heart is a weakness, Iso. The stronger I get, the more I realize this. No one is good. I killed those policemen, three hundred men and many more, believing I was right. I have killed and killed, and all of a sudden, it seems to have caught up with me. I find myself asking why."

Isolde pointed at his chest. "It’s your compass. You’re too good to be with us, Godfrey. Too sweet and cute."

When Isolde saw his right eye narrow, she laughed softly. "You know, when I heard about your mother being the Mana Tree and that I am one of Earth’s Chosen Ones, do you know what I realized?"

Godfrey looked at her.

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