Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights

Chapter 166: Change of Heart, Change of Past

Weston walked into a fairly large room, his eyes on the floor-to-ceiling glass wall. He could see a small portion of a towering wall made of gold not too far away, partly blocked by a few skyscrapers.

Softly clicking his tongue, Weston tilted his head toward the bed where Valentina lay, deep in sleep even while thousands panicked outside. Thank God he had arrived a few hours into her labor, or this could have cost him greatly.

However... Weston approached the small bed where a little baby lay, his bright blue eyes wide open as he scanned his surroundings, even when his brain couldn’t really process it all.

Weston smiled. ”It’s funny, isn’t it? Look at you, so innocent, and your mother lying there like the future of humanity doesn’t depend on her and you, this innocent little guy...”

He gently caressed Godfrey’s cheek with one finger. ”...are in the way. Without you, I’m sure she will gladly give herself to a greater cause as long as she doesn’t remarry. Life can fix itself in mysterious ways.”

Weston chuckled as baby Godfrey wrapped his little, soft palm around his finger.

Weston reached in and lifted him out of the hospital cot.

A portal appeared behind him, and a ten-foot-tall leopard with feathered, eagle-like wings tucked in emerged, growling softly.

Weston froze Valentina as she softly reacted to his summon’s appearance. He paused her for about twenty seconds. It consumed a lot of mana, but since she was currently unconscious, the effect wouldn’t degrade quickly.

With gleaming eyes and a salivating mouth, his leopard opened its jaws, revealing its fangs, as Weston stretched baby Godfrey toward it with a cold expression.

”Your death guarantees my freedom. Besides, I vote for the Perfect Life Era.”

Godfrey began to cry as he hovered before the leopard like an offering.

Just then, the door burst open, revealing a man in a white flowing coat with silver buttons.

His blond hair was cut short at the sides, his beard trimmed extremely low. He wore black camo pants, boots, and gloves.

Weston couldn’t believe it as his eyes clashed with Ronald’s brown eyes that seemed to pulse with life. He had never seen eyes that displayed so much emotion in his life.

To Ronald, this might be his last visit. He had been on the rooftop, watching his summon fight while waiting to greet his child before leaving. He trusted the authorities to take care of his family for all he had done for them, which was why he was committed to making sure the dungeon break wouldn’t destroy Amazon.

But the moment he saw his newborn child inches away from the leopard’s mouth, something in him snapped.

Weston barely reacted before Ronald was already in front of him, snatching the child from the leopard’s grasp as a projection of a great beast chomped down on the massive creature, dragging it out of the hospital through the glass wall.

Weston turned, throwing a blow at Ronald, but Ronald blocked it by simply grabbing his fist, twisting his entire arm, then grabbing his neck and squeezing hard enough for Weston to see life flash before his eyes.

’I’m a peak-level Lord Tier and this man isn’t even a King Tier! How is he so strong?!’

Weston immediately tried to use Exchange but realized he couldn’t.

The reason struck him the moment he realized his entire body had turned into gold.

’He’s a monster!’

Weston’s terrified face was sealed in gold as he transformed from the inside out into a complete golden sculpture.

He should have never come here. As powerful as he was, his advantage lay in going into the past to kill weaker versions of his targets, but this man consistently entered dungeons, facing and slaying beasts head-on.

They were both strong, but one pushed himself to his limits, and the other preyed on the weak.

Ronald kicked the golden statue out of the window and gently laid the crying baby Godfrey back into his crib.

”Shush...” He placed one finger before his lips before tilting his head and seeing that his wife was already awake.

”Ronald...” Valentina said softly.

Ronald smiled. ”I just came to see him. He has my hair and your eyes, so we owe each other a drink.”

Valentina smiled weakly.

”I’ll be back. Brown needs me.”

Ronald faded into mist as he activated Fusion.

In the next moment, he was inside a massive chimeric summon. It looked like a bear with thick, overlapping carapace that ran from its neck to its haunches, each segment textured and rigid like weathered stone that allowed it to curl into an impenetrable ball.

Upon enlarging, it grew over fifteen feet tall with massive golden spikes and rolled at an insane speed with tall golden spikes bursting out of the ground two hundred feet to its right and left, skewering hundreds of orcs.

It moved like a golden ram of death. Thousands were crushed or skewered, and due to the wall, all the orcs were focused on bringing down the fast-moving giant beast.

Upon fusion, Ronald activated Enhance, a skill that doubled the length of his summon’s spikes, pushing its tier to the absolute peak of Lord Tier through complete union of summoner and summon.

A skill few like Ronald could use, as he had groomed his summon closely from when it was no bigger than his feet at the age of five. Forming a much closer bond that most summoners.

There was no him. There was no Brown.

There was only one being, man and beast as one.

The earth exploded as golden spikes erupted in greater numbers. It was like a moving wall of death, grinding the orcs down miserably as it sped toward the Red Gate.

Seeing this, the great Orc Chieftain swung his weapon, aiming to cleave the giant beast, but it coated itself in gold and slammed into him with all its might.

Both fell into the Red Gate, and as if a bomb had been planted beforehand, the round golden wall began to unleash golden spears.

Hundreds of them shot out nonstop.

This was Ronald at his limit.

***

Eighteen years into the present, a man sat on a saddle as his beast rolled through a vast plain.

It had been eighteen years, and the image of that man, an Invincible he had never offended, trying to kill his newborn son remained fresh in his mind.

Knowing his family wasn’t safe, he chose to flee from the fight against the Chieftain. His family was vulnerable without him, but the gate mysteriously closed, trapping him in this strange world.

He looked at his completely golden arm, a loss from fighting the Chieftain, a boss far stronger than him, though that was long ago. King Tier wasn’t the end.

There was much more.

Earth had to know about this.

Would he keep wandering? What of his boy? His wife? Were they old now? Were they dead?

He had lost count of time and accumulated countless scars, but giving up was never an option.

Who sent the man who tried to kill his son?

Even after all these years... it still haunted him.