Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights - Chapter 385 You Saw The Future

“You saw the future,” Valentina said, turning her face. He could see her side profile and that dull, pure white eye.

Godfrey’s heart fell. He didn’t want this to be his origin; this was the nightmare he couldn’t even fathom… to have the mana tree as his mother.

She sighed. “Is that hate or fear I sense from you?”

Godfrey said nothing.

Valentina stood up. “Can we go on a stroll?” She began to walk. He stared at her for a minute before joining her.

“I know everything you’re going to say. There’s no need for you to speak, just bring my mother back,” he said.

“But I am your mother,” Valentina replied. “I created this body just to give birth to you. I can decide to dispose of it whenever I desire. Won’t you appreciate me staying here to watch you grow?”

Godfrey clenched his teeth as he could barely hide his glare. Watch him grow or keep a close eye on him?

“If I didn’t choose to give birth to you, this other personality would not exist in the first place. You should not stare at me like I’m not your true mother. I am the very one that thought of bringing you into existence,” she added.

“Why are you revealing yourself? Nothing would change if you don’t reveal yourself, so why?”

Valentina opened her palm, revealing a neatly folded piece of paper. She carefully opened it and stretched it over to him.

Godfrey took the paper and glanced at it.

ANCIENT GODS;

Monarch 40.1—49.9

Sovereign 50.0—59.9

Godkings & Queens 60.0—70.2

Primordials 70.3—83.5

True Ancient 83.6—100

She smiled. “I wrote it for you. Others will soon get visions and information from different sources.”

“True Ancient. That’s the peak ascended worlds could attain. Ten generations, from generation zero to the ninth generation, none has surpassed it. I’m showing this to you early so you’ll know what you have to exceed to satisfy the reason I gave birth to you.”

“Can you just stop?” Godfrey stared at her with a grim look.

“Can you stop?” Valentina asked back. “You can’t. Same for me.”

Seeing Godfrey’s expression, she raised an eyebrow. “I’m not cruel, I’ve never been. I embarked on this journey of evolution, but I did not force anyone to kill the other. I only gave power, and they chose what they wanted to do with it. I’m not unfair, I give strength to the weak, to an adult and to a child, to the bullied and the bully. Everyone can become a god, even an ant, because gods are nothing more than numbers to me. You think the world is cruel, it isn’t. This is what fairness looks like.”

“This?… This is what you call fair?!” Godfrey yelled, trembling in rage as he struggled to calm his sudden outburst. Valentina didn’t flinch. “You were able to defeat your bullies, you were able to revive Isolde because you had power. You’re able to build your life, to repel the authorities. You think you’re just, yet you kill. Why don’t you judge yourself? People have wept, I have seen them, felt what they feel because of your justified acts. Are you fair?”

Her eyes narrowed. “You didn’t see it, but your clash with Saul wounded six people who were outside that building. You didn’t see them, but their pain was because of your actions. Does that make you unfair? You refuse to stop getting stronger; at your whim, thousands can be wiped out. Is it even fair for you to be alive?”

Valentina took one step closer and stared deep into his black-and-golden eyes.

“You are not a good person, Godfrey. The more powerful you get, the more you become like nature. Don’t try to be like your father, I never gave birth to you so you could become that. But if you fail…”

Godfrey’s eyes flickered. “You’ll give my soul to Cain.”

Valentina looked at him. “Yes. You’re too valuable to waste in the afterlife world.”

Godfrey smiled, though he clenched his teeth so hard he didn’t know if it hurt. He took bold steps and wrapped his arms around Valentina.

As much as he wanted to walk away, as deep as her words dug into his heart, his mother, the woman he knew, was in there.

He would break what happened in the future.

And so… he wrapped his arms around her.

“Frey…” He heard his mother’s voice as she wrapped her arms around him. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”

“I am.” Godfrey’s folded palms opened up and he slowly patted her back.

Let the pain end with you. She’s still your mother.

Arthur’s voice rang in his head.

***

They went back home and, while he sat before the island, his mother prepared tea. One thing he noticed was she didn’t even ask why they were outside.

After a short while, she brought the tea and placed it before him. Godfrey held the ceramic cup, feeling its warmth against his palms.

“I’m sorry for making you worried.”

He said, looking at her. He just had to swallow the bitter pill that his mother and the mana tree were the same person. The mana tree was indeed a necessary evil; it couldn’t be killed either.

Was he going to stop growing then? Since that would make him more catastrophic or turn him into an unknown? He thought for a while.

The answer, once again, was no.

It wasn’t like he was allowed to stop anyway.

His soul would just be handed over to someone to use.

His train of thought broke when Godfrey suddenly discovered his mother was beside him. She placed his head on her bosom and patted his back.

“What are you thinking about? I’ve been talking, but you’re clearly not listening. Now… listen.” She chuckled.

“You’ve fought to protect me and Victoria against the odds, and I’ve seen what you can do. It’s terrifying when I think about it but I know you won’t lose to Saul. There’s something you need to know. Saul customized his last summon, Dax, with a relic. I was healing him during this process as he fused a relic with his summon, forcing him to become a demigod. No one knows about this yet.”

Godfrey’s eyes sharpened. “He gave Dax the Soul-Piercing Rod?!”

Valentina shook her head. “No. It was some kind of book. A tome.”

‘Another relic. Just how much is Saul hiding?’

Just then, there was a knock. Godfrey turned to the door, approached it, and when he was about to open the door, his hand quivered.

It’s been years, but sometimes his experience at Manhattan flashed through his mind when situations that looked similar to that one occurred.

Exhaling to calm himself, he opened the door.

“Dax.”

“I want to speak with you,” Dax responded, his hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie. It would seem Saul wasn’t comfortable and had sent his newly customized and now most unpredictable summon to test the waters.

Or maybe… eliminate him.

The game had never been fair…. Right?