Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights

”It’s probably because her summon’s a land crab,” Siegfried added mockingly. Bearing a grudge since Lucy rejected him for Lucian.

”Let’s make a game out of it. How long do you think she’ll last? Eight minutes? Ten? Fifteen?” Rosalind said loudly enough for others to hear, and soon the boys beside Godfrey began placing bets, laughing like it was entertainment.

They counted out loud, minute after minute, until ten minutes passed. Lucy’s hands pounded weakly against the ice, her face flushed red as she ran out of air. Her eyes pleaded for mercy.

Lucian crouched, smirking. ”You can do better. You’re a crab. Think like a crab.”

”If you had actually paid attention in any of your classes,” Godfrey’s voice cut sharply across the noise, ”you’d know that crabs can’t think. They react.”

Lucian’s smirk vanished. His head lifted, and when his eyes met Godfrey’s, he froze. He stumbled a step back, shock rippling through him. Rosalind’s laughter died instantly, fear glimmering in her eyes.

The students nearby turned toward Godfrey, confusion in their faces. ”Who’s he?” they whispered among themselves as he approached the pool.

”Sit down!” Edric barked, fury burning in his gaze.

Godfrey scowled, lifted his right foot, and slammed it down. The ice around his feet exploded, and the rest cracked apart, shattering into fragments. Water burst upward as Lucy broke the surface, clinging to the pool’s edge and coughing violently.

”Do you know who you’re going against?” Edric growled, stepping forward. ”I’ll break you before Isolde returns!”

Godfrey clapped once, his expression unreadable. ”I don’t curse much, but you’re a foolish coward, someone who’d rather watch a Manhattan student, an underclassman, be humiliated so badly just because of what summon she got.”

”Does it hurt you because you’re a humanoid summoner?” Edric grinned, his voice dripping with mockery as the crowd reacted.

”I actually thought the Manhattan King had a different perspective,” Godfrey said, his tone calm but cutting, ”but he’s the same as the rest of you, standing there, watching someone who looks up to him get frozen underwater by his so-called hand.”

His gaze lifted to the rooftop of the mansion, where Jon stood beside a few others. Godfrey had noticed him the moment Lucy fell, watching, saying nothing.

”And you think it’s right to slander the upper echelons of Manhattan in public?”

That cold voice came from his left. Godfrey turned, eyes narrowing as Snow approached with slow, deliberate steps.

It seemed he was already fed up and wanted Godfrey to understand exactly why he was the second strongest, and Godfrey only the third.

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