Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Love & Hate

"This is your semester break, right? You can hang out with Percival," Joy said with a warm smile.

Both boys looked at each other, tilting their heads slightly. Meanwhile, Valentina had a bright smile.

"Godfrey doesn’t have a close friend, but I’m sure he’ll be close with Percy. Do you remember when Percy saw Godfrey, the one-year-old and one-day-old duo?"

Godfrey raised an eyebrow, not just by what his mother said, but he was genuinely amazed to see her sparkle like this, with so much happiness.

Both women eventually left. Godfrey saw Percival open the door to his apartment, and his eyes locked on the young blue-haired woman in the dining room.

His pupils narrowed. Wasn’t that one of the faces he’d seen on the Pagoda Guild’s billboard, one of the rising stars in the entertainment department of the guild?

Of course, she looked incredibly good. People like this had summons that enhanced their looks, or at least paid for sessions with people that did.

Someone like Snow could simply sit behind a table and rake in millions because of his summon’s unique ability.

The young woman looked back at the last minute before the door shut. ’Strangely, their mum is the only one that looks ordinary,’ Godfrey thought as he walked up to his own apartment.

Upon stepping into the spacious living room, which led to the dining room, all brightly lit up, Victoria stood at the dining table, an apron worn over her usual executive outfit.

"I’ve prepared your meal," she said without even looking at him as she arranged the dishes on the table.

Meanwhile, at Percival’s house, his elder sister averted her eyes from her tablet when he showed up in the sitting room in a casual dress.

"Who was that?" Priscilla asked.

"Who?" Percival lifted an eyebrow.

"There was a boy behind you. He wore Manhattan High’s jacket."

"Oh? He’s Godfrey, the one Mum talks about."

"The one whose father fought an army of orcs!" Priscilla’s eyes widened with shock.

Some minutes later, the doorbell at Godfrey’s apartment rang, and Victoria opened the door. Percival’s eyes slowly narrowed as he stared at the tall, fit woman looking at them with a raised eyebrow.

His sister, Priscilla, lifted the small cake in her hands. "Hi, we live over there and..."

"Come in." Victoria opened the door. She was well aware of who they were after the several conversations her boss, Valentina, had with their mother, both in this house and their own.

It was quite a common thing. Only the boys were clueless about it.

"Hi, Godfrey, I’m Priscilla, your neighbour." Priscilla introduced herself to Godfrey, who was on the couch. "I just couldn’t hold myself when I found out you’re our neighbour. You’re Roland’s son!"

She covered her mouth to stifle her voice while sitting. Percival, who wore a black nose mask hiding his burn mark, sat nonchalantly, looking elsewhere like none of this concerned him.

He was actually bearing a grudge against his sister for not changing his appearance.

On the other hand, Godfrey was stunned, as this was the first time someone genuinely made him feel that his father wasn’t just dead and forgotten.

"My mom, I, and brother were all at Amazon General Hospital when it happened. We came to visit her workplace, then we lived in Amazon City. Not just us, there were hundreds of people in that hospital. C-can I speak about this?"

Priscilla paused, concerned it might strike a wrong chord.

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