Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54: They’re Cannibals

"I would like to speak with them privately." Cassie shot the girls and their mother a look. The mother took her girls away while Cassie returned her attention to the teens.

"Their deaths are going to be on your record. I would advise you do not kill but knock out your attackers, and we’ll have them persecuted for their actions," she cautioned with a stern look.

Godfrey nodded, and after some talk, left with Isaac. He didn’t bother arguing, what exactly could be the punishment for such people backed by large guilds?

The moment they were in jail, everyone would know who put them there, further dragging them into trouble.

Well, everyone had their opinions.

***

The next day, as he walked into his classroom, a sudden silence swept through the room. Orwen, who was right by the door laughing, froze. Siegfried and Maldred turned away, and Dale clicked his tongue, pretending to focus on his phone.

Godfrey looked around before walking toward his desk. He had just realized something, they could fight and still flow amongst themselves, but he was the oddball, one who came from the bottom and rose to the top.

This odd occurrence indirectly made him an outcast. No one knew what to expect from him, probably because he didn’t flaunt his dominance by needlessly gathering lackeys to boss people around.

He wasn’t like them, and therefore, he was alone.

The moment he sat, the conversations returned but quieter. It was like they expected a confrontation, but none of the bullies dared look Godfrey in the eye, not after Isolde’s brutal bashing and his domineering victory at the cafeteria.

As Godfrey was about to open a book, his eyes fastened on a paper placed neatly on his desk. It was rather rare for something to be dropped there, and everyone made sure they steered clear of it.

Siegfried would have read it, but after seeing his life flash before his eyes once, he tucked tail, like a true wolf.

Upon opening it, the words "I’m sorry" were boldly written, and below it was the name Lucy. Godfrey tilted his head toward her. When she noticed his glance, she quickly hid her face.

Raising an eyebrow, Godfrey simply opened his book.

They would be having tests soon, another avenue to increase their points, and everyone would be working on showcasing an Advanced Skill.

Advanced Skills were Adaptive Skills far rarer than the usual. An example was Mountain’s Achilles Shield. Some Advanced Skills were even more unique and unpredictable than that, and some basic Adaptive Skills like Ballista’s Trail Blazer were variants that could seemingly grow stronger with mana.

It wasn’t exactly considered an Advanced Skill, but it was close enough.

The only two Godfrey watched out for were Snow and Cecil, whom he was certain had both learned Advanced Skills. They were his competitors.

He also guessed Cecil must either match or even be stronger than Dale now that she had endured the harsh terrain of the Undead Desert.

Her summon’s skills must have grown deadlier. Her Advanced Skill had to be something that either reinforced defense or dealt devastating long-range damage.

And Snow’s, without question, had to focus on sheer firepower. The versatility of his summon made him a hassle; Godfrey wasn’t even a hundred percent certain he would come out victorious against Snow. Snow’s illusion and petrification could easily bring down a 7.0 summon!

His analytical thoughts and considerations for the upcoming test shattered when his ears picked up the nearby conversation.

"Is it just me, or does Godfrey look really handsome today? He must be working out," one of the girls whispered, sneaking a peek at him.

Godfrey could almost curse his ears.

"You laughed when he almost fell off the balcony back then," another mocked.

"Such looks are a waste if he isn’t strong enough to put them to good use. At least now, I have my eyes on him for tonight’s party," the girl replied smugly.

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