Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights - Chapter 158

Chapter 158: This Is Paradise
At the Pendragon mansion, Isolde saw a couple of soldiers littered about, most of them were Lord and King Tiers, and amongst them was one she recognized with just a glance.

He stood right before the door to the mansion, hands clasped behind him.

Clad in his agent attire, Jon exuded a sharp air. He waited until Isolde approached with Isaac and Lucy.

“Where are they?” Jon tilted his head.

“Who?” Isaac raised an eyebrow.

Jon smiled softly. “Harbouring Vagabonds who have slain a lot of lives and caused infrastructural havoc won’t end well.”

“Are you threatening me without an evidence?” Isolde tilted her head.

“We tracked their mana signature here!” Jon retorted.

“So what?” Isolde scowled and walked into the house where she saw a woman with fiery crimson hair in her blue coat seated facing her mother.

Her eyes met the woman’s. She was none other than one of the Authorities’ best Agents in this region, the phoenix summoner!

Rumours were that she had an entire gate to herself because the heat of her phoenix made it impossible for anything to live. Even flying above cities might cause a catastrophe, which was why the government rarely sent summoners of her caliber on matters concerning earth.

‘The Authorities sent someone like her huh. They’re really desperate for Godfrey. They won’t send such a force if it was just about Percival.’ Lucy said as they walked through the sitting room.

“Where are you coming from, honey?” Christine asked as she picked up a cup of coffee from the table and took a sip.

“Isaac had a match. I went to watch.” She replied and left the sitting room.

“I could sense Isolde’s aura. She’ll grow up to be a pillar of humanity like her parents,” Amber stated with a collected tone.

Christine smiled. “She will.”

“I will ignore the fact that we tracked Vagabonds to this prestigious place. I will relay to the higher-ups that there was a mistake. I believe our target was trying to incriminate the Pendragons with his past with your daughter.” Amber said as she rose to her feet.

Christine merely smiled. “Be on your way then. Next time you plan to barge into our premises… make sure you inform us beforehand or you could lose your head. I say this for your sake because…”

Christine sighed as a sudden pressure fell on everyone in the entire dungeon.

Amber’s eyes widened, her breath stifling. She could feel it, that was the gaze of Arthur Pendragon’s summon. She could feel the eyes of all fourteen dragon heads on her, like that behemoth of a beast was looming behind her.

“…My husband doesn’t like his family being invaded. Not even by the Authorities, Superintendent Amber.”

Amber remained silent for a moment before walking out.

“Did you find him?” Jon asked softly as he saw Amber storm out of the house with Agent Bram, who had been waiting outside the sitting room.

Amber glared at him from the corner of her eye, silencing Jon. He had the guts to speak to her because she was a relative, but her expression was a clear sign they failed to get Godfrey.

Jon wanted to punch a wall. He could remember every single time Godfrey absolutely humiliated him in a fight. It was so satisfying when Godfrey became unwanted by the society, but why couldn’t he be caught?!

***

At night, two young men walked on the other end of Brooklyn Bridge, heading for Brooklyn. One of them wore a gray hoodie with a golden mask, while the other simply wore a hoodie to cover his head and a face mask.

Though, they reserved the Dragon Officer pants and solid boots. After Isolde had teleported them out of the dungeon, they swiftly made their way toward Brooklyn.

Brooklyn forever changed after the apocalypse a hundred years ago.

It wasn’t like New Manhattan. It was Freelancers’ City.

After six red gates opened simultaneously over the course of a hundred in Brooklyn alone, people naturally fled from it. In addition, it was like a dungeon magnet, as there were lots of blue gates here, more than in two major cities combined.

“Are we going to enter Brooklyn? There’re a lot of bounty hunters ready to pounce on us. You especially if they discover your identity,” Percival said as he looked at the city.

“I was told to come here,” Godfrey replied.

“Told. By who?” Percival asked. In the next moment, his eyes narrowed as a swirling portal appeared before them, the strong wind blowing against their faces.

“By Gabriel. The man that watches over paradise. I heard his summon is actually an angel.” Godfrey’s statement made Percival wonder.

“An angel. That’s new.”

They heard a loud honk which came from a speeding jeep with a gang of freelancing summoners who lived their lives fighting in dungeons and selling beast parts. It was a much less respectable occupation than being a combatant for a guild or working for the Authorities.

“What’s that?” the driver said, squinting at the two individuals before a bright portal. Before his eyes, they entered the portal and it vanished.

While he simply sped past, Percival found himself in a vast field with a mix of vibrant purple, blue, and various shades of green.

It came up to his waist and stretched far, with towering rock formations in the distance.

“This is paradise?” he said, touching the blade of a grass.

“The city isn’t too far ahead. Walking will make things slow too.” Upon saying that, Godfrey manifested a towering horse, Belmont, Lament’s stallion, and mounted it.

He beckoned for Percival to come over, but the blue-haired Ace refused by summoning Levi and shrinking him down to a hundred feet long.

It floated, moving its short limbs through the air as its long serpentine body covered with thick, jagged blue scales loomed above Godfrey. Percival leaped and landed on Levi’s head, holding the mighty horn with one hand to steady himself.

“Let’s go.”

Levi roared and soared into the sky while Godfrey held onto Belmont’s reins as the warhorse galloped so fast that grasses ten feet away on both sides were uprooted.

It kept accelerating, forcing Godfrey to use Echo and manifest armour over himself. Seeing this, Percival urged Levi to keep up, but the horse maintained its lead.

Had it been in water, the reverse would have been the case but one land, Belmont was king.

On the south wall, several Regular Class were enjoying the fresh air when the sound of Belmont’s hooves pounding the ground like a war drum struck them. It was quickly followed by Levi’s great roar.

Their hearts skipped a beat. As many of them began to unleash their summons, Godfrey rode out of the rock formations with Percival flying above him.

“Is that…?”

A Regular’s eyes shone with orange light as he saw through the eyes of his eagle. The eagle perched on his shoulder, a small beast, but a Lord Tier summon. One of the rare ones that had little sizes.

“It’s him. He’s back!” the Regular bellowed, turning to the others.

“Godfrey. He almost gave the entire cohort a heart attack, and the captain had to go search for him,” a female Regular said in relief as she watched the fierce race with slight trepidation.

That speed was outrageous, and who was that on the flying summon competing with Godfrey?

Belmont slowed down hundreds of feet away from the gate, and by the time he reached the gate, it didn’t bring any fierce wind or cause shockwaves that might affect the foundation of the wall.

Percival retrieved his Leviathan as the gate opened and he saw a group of people walking out.

Leading them was a dark-skinned woman with large, round golden glasses. Percival narrowed his eyes at her golden jewellery as he found it quite complementary to her skin tone.

“You were just supposed to clear the Orc dungeon and return. What took you so long? The captain had to go in search of you,” Arden lashed out with her hands on her waist.

“I wanted to strengthen my new knight,” Godfrey replied softly while scratching the back of his head.

Arden scoffed. “He’s the one that fought the Ouroboros at the island, isn’t he?” Her attention went to Percival, who felt a little prick as Arden’s golden eyes glowed for a moment.

‘A potential of 17.8! Just one more step and his summon would have the potential to become a Divine Tier!’

“Uhm… Arden. I think I’m being tracked. For them to have located me in a dungeon with over a hundred thousand people tells me they’ve been waiting for me to come out all along.”

Godfrey said grimly. As heavy as this news sounded, he had to say it.

After he left the Pendragon dungeon, he heard voices, then instructions from Gabriel which directed him to Brooklyn Bridge.

Gabriel’s telepathic reach was the farthest amongst everyone in paradise; the abilities of his summon were many and mysterious.

All Godfrey knew about this mysterious watchman was his name, a few abilities like the Banishment skill that keeps paradise protected, and that he sounded quite young for someone who seemed to be in paradise from the very first moment a block was laid.

“I know. Gabriel must have informed others. Once they return, we’re moving out of paradise. It’s good you brought extra power; it’s an all-out battle and I have a feeling those Fanatics want to have a bite of you too.” Arden said.

“They’re the ones that exposed me. I have a feeling a lot of people here were ratted out by those Fanatics the moment you refuse to serve their god,” Percival stated.

“So they’re using us as the frontline soldiers against the Authorities.” Godfrey muttered, his ocean blue eyes gleaming.