Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 514

Chapter 514: A Duel

Chaos.

October 20th erupted into the greatest chaos Earth had ever seen. The cause wasn’t the beasts from dungeons. It was men. All it took was one livestream spreading like a nuclear explosion, and millions of Humanoid Summoners rose against the new laws and even the old ones.

A few skirmishes between Humanoid Summoners and Beast Summoners occurred in different places across the globe as tension continued to skyrocket.

A council meeting was organized. The flags of their individual nations stood behind each Council Head.

"You all know why we’ve gathered," Mr. London said.

"The Golden Devil." Mr. Cario grunted. "Why haven’t we gotten rid of that boy?! He’s like some cockroach that refuses to die."

"We’ve never taken him seriously. All we did was place a bounty on his head, and unfortunately, no one has the heart to do it. We need to use our own cards." Mr. Moscow said.

Mrs. Beijing sighed. "The streets of Shanghai are in chaos. He has released tigers from their cages, risking the lives of billions of people. As much as I like the young man, this is beyond the line. He has proven time and time again that we can’t coexist."

"What do you even like about him? That boy..." Mr. Berlin slammed the table. "He’s mad. There are millions vocally going against us. He gave them that strength; they look to him like he’s some kind of saviour. He’s worse than Cain. Cain needed brutality and fanaticism to build his following. Godfrey has cultivated millions in two days!"

"Calm down, Mr. Berlin. This is just another hurdle to reinstate proper democracy. Our problem is quite light, if you ask me. Godfrey Daniels is their fang. Get rid of him, and these people will scatter." Mr. London said.

"I don’t intend to mock, but... the man we speak about has remained in Shanghai. For the past eighteen hours, he’s been there, waiting for us to act. Daring us. That stream has been viewed by hundreds of millions, and it is still increasing as we speak. We do not need to vote on this, and we can’t afford to fail." Mrs. Manhattan said. She crossed one leg over the other, back straight and chin slightly raised.

She wore her iconic hat slanted. It hid one of her eyes.

"For years, this council has been embarrassing. You let my husband act stupidly. That boy Godfrey should have gone through the reorientation program as the others, and his mother did not need to have a say on it. The law is the law." She exhaled.

"But... you’re right, Mr. London. Godfrey is their fang, their head, their hero. We need to act and do it swiftly. Don’t you agree, Mrs. Athens?"

"Oh..." Mrs. Athens composed herself and nodded. "Certainly."

"He will be reported to the Congregation of GodKings and Queens for causing disorder in one of the Ascended Worlds. I shall arrange for a Godking to summon him to a duel on that ground, and Godfrey will die." Mr. London said.

"Are you certain?" Mr. Cario asked.

Mr. London chuckled. "Don’t doubt what I’m capable of. Godfrey must be speaking through his new knight. We can all assume that knight is currently his strongest. Coupled with the others, the young man is indeed a force to be reckoned with. However, he will be facing a True Orc whose Rule Of Law has made him a terror to other Godkings."

"What will it do?" Mrs. Manhattan asked.

"His Rule of Law will force Godfrey himself into single combat. No weapons, no armour, no Skills. Just raw physical combat. Against a race known for their physical capability, it’s suicide for a summoner." Mr. London explained.

Mrs. Manhattan leaned back. Godfrey was known for his power, but without skills, a summoner could never match an orc. Physically enhanced or not.

"We are in a new world, ladies and gentlemen. A world governed by ancient gods. We’ve been sending messages to other worlds, and soon we’ll begin conversations towards greater alliances. The sun elves are solidly on our side. We have some of the orc race with us. The Fairmen and Patternmen will come eventually. We simply need to offer them what they cannot refuse. Earth will rise, and it will rise under the leadership of this council." Mr. London smiled warmly.

"Good. Let us put a stop to this before it gets worse." Mr. Moscow nodded.

’You have wronged me!’ Those words echoed in Mrs. Athens’s mind. His voice bore pain that had transformed into barely concealed rage. But there was something far worse than both. Accusation.

She was losing herself. Ever since her daughter’s awakening, she had been losing herself.

The purpose of the council was to ensure a great future for Earth, a future she knew would be grand. But the stepping stones to that future were the Humanoid Summoners.

’You have wronged me!’ The Unknown King’s voice came once more. Was it fair? The future was bright, but was the cost humane?

All her life, she had one mindset. She fought to defang the Humanoid Summoners, but that identity was breaking.

’Is this guilt? For what exactly?’

When the meeting was done, she rose up and left. The echo of her own steps haunted her.

***

The Unknown King stood on a cloister, hands clasped at his back. Within his line of sight stood a massive golden door without a frame and a supporting wall. Golden fog surrounded its frame.

Occasionally, people dressed in modern clothing stepped through. Many were already scattered across the fields, staring in awe at the Golden City’s architecture.

At his side was Zaun. "You did it."

"I was overwhelmed by emotions I couldn’t control. But I am not offended. There is so much wrong in that world. I’ve felt it, and I won’t let it continue." He replied.

"Will they stay here?" Zaun looked at him.

"Stay here? Why should they flee their land for another? How can liberation be earned when I know that Humanoid Summoners will continue to be born? Paradise must be built on our own soil, not on another’s."

"A revolution." Zaun whispered. "There will be war. There will be bloodshed."

"You asked me to do this. Have your feet grown cold at the cost?"

"You won’t last. I know it. I want to see my king, the man we’ve spoken about for centuries, liberate people as we always said he would. I want you to begin what your known self will finish."

The Unknown King glanced at Zaun from the corner of his right eye. "I will become him again, won’t I?"

"You eventually will, even if you run from it."

The Unknown King chuckled. "I do not run, Alchemist Zaun. I never run and never will. Do you know why?" He turned fully, facing the Alchemist.

Zaun waited.

"Because a king is a servant, and a servant serves. I am a loyal king and thereby a loyal servant. I march into the fire at the behest of my people. I die to save them. In death and in life, I serve."

Those words made Zaun pause.

"I am the castle, and the castle serves the purpose of men. As do kings. This is no new thing. As for why I have chosen to fight for these people, I am no different from them." The king turned back to looking at the cityscape.

"In this form, I may be different. But as you said, I long to find myself. And in that search, I shall become a man. A man from Earth. A son of a mother I have chosen to believe is dead even when she lives."

Zaun stepped back.

"Lost honour can be regained. Think about that. I will not require your aid for now, or you will be sealed. I am bound by laws that precede me. Once I have strengthened Abaddon and Apollyon, your time will come." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

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