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Radagon returned to Malika's boudoir alone after getting rid of the officials who pestered him.

Among the ministers, there are people who are loyal and admonishing, and they don't approve of the banning of the battle ceremony.Even if it is to be cancelled, there must be a gentle transition so that the public can better accept it.

Obviously, Radagon ignored it.He believes that cutting the mess quickly is the clear choice, and the so-called "smooth transition" will only make everyone reluctant to part with it.

Dangduan was constantly being disturbed by it, so he simply didn't even see the minister.

It's that simple.

The boudoir of the goddess Malika under the golden tree has experienced two kings of Elden.A circular room with shell-shaped stone beds and other furniture.

Looks like it was designed to fit Godfrey's frame, so it looks huge.The back of the bed is full of slates, and the slates are incomprehensible ancient characters.

The skylight on the top is shining with golden light, and the goddess can always bathe in the light of the golden tree.

The Kings of Elden don't have rooms of their own because they're matriarchs, it's as simple as that.

The gate is closed tightly, and Radagon, the king of Elden, is fighting with heaven and man.

"Disarmament? Are you serious?"

Malika's voice sounded in Radagon's mind.

Ladagon looked at the coat mirror on the cabinet, and Malika was actually reflected in it.

The glamorous Malika braided her long golden hair into a braid and threw it behind her, wearing the same clothes as Radagon.

She was swinging her fist angrily and smashing it on the mirror, her golden eyes widened: "And you want to cancel the battle ceremony? Are you crazy!"

Ladagon took a look at his hair and was relieved when he saw that it was still red.He is still him, and his hair color has not changed to half gold and half red.

"Marika, the borderland and our kingdom will eventually change." Radagon walked towards the mirror, "Since I am the king of Elden, I must consider my people."

"Nonsense, this is my border, my kingdom!" Malika pointed at Radagon, "You just need to keep the original state, there is no need for any changes!"

"Can you stop being willful." Ladagon sighed, "The boundary must be changed. The only constant in this world is the Golden Law."

"The most important thing to change is the Golden Law." Malika's anger was written all over her face, "You know that there will be a change of office, and there will be wars. How can you disarm?"

"I know you care about your children. I am also a father, and I love my children as much as you do." Ladagang explained calmly, "The reason why I want to disarm is to deal with the war that will arise in the general election. Think about it, who has the most troops?"

Malika thought for a while: "Well, your son Lataen?"

"Yes, that's right, my son Lataen. He has the most powerful army in the entire border, and is very dangerous for every child." Ladagang stroked the mirror, as if stroking Malika's Face: "I also want to protect every child."

"So you will use this method? You also canceled the battle festival. Ge Fulei loves the battle festival the most, and he will not be like you when dealing with children." Malika also touched the mirror, but still I could see the hatred in her eyes.

"Garfrey, Gefrey, Gefrey..." Ladagon shook his head and repeated, "Do you know? I am the King of Elden now. Why do you compare me to Gefrey? His blessing, let him go on an expedition, isn't it a decision made by the three of us."

"We should focus on the cultivation of education, art, etc. People in the borderlands should not just be satisfied with living. They have a long lifespan and can do many meaningful things." Ladagang frowned slightly, " I admit that Ge Fulei is great, and he made a great country. But we all know that he is only suitable for the battlefield, and making him king is to trap the beast in a cage. He even had to carry Throsh behind his back to do his best A king's duty."

Malika was silent, and slowly lowered her head.

"We don't want to see him without a rival, so he will sit on the throne and rot. I don't know how much trouble it will cause." Radagon sighed deeply, "We all love him. I know He's a good man."

He walked to the bed with his head down, and sat down: "It's as if I was born to fall in love with you. But I can't even touch you. What should I do? Touch my own face?"

Radagon patted his cheeks in the mirror: "I know you and Ge Fulei love each other deeply, but I must love you too."

"Then don't you love Renara?" Malika raised her head, the scattered hair on her forehead couldn't cover her eyes.

"Love. But what can I do?" Radagon's voice was raised a few degrees, as if he was angry, but it still sounded gentle.

"The throne cannot be vacant. Do you want Godwin to marry you?" Radagon almost shouted at the end, "You and I both know that the king of Elden must be the husband of the goddess. This cannot be changed. Except There are no other gods besides you, what do you want me to do? I betrayed Renalla, I was hated by my children, and I became a wife and child abandoner. Am I happy?"

Radagon was born in response to the absence of Geoffrey.Marika needs someone to protect her, and Marikas alone is obviously not enough.

When there is no new candidate, perhaps letting her protect herself is a good choice.The spiritual power of the junction is quite strong and can achieve self-realization.

Since the Goddess needs it, the Golden Law follows.That's right, the realization method may be too crooked, directly on Malika to produce the male figure Radagon.

This process is obviously irreversible.So it became a strange situation where two people share one body.

Fortunately, this body can be switched between male and female.The same goes for hair color.

Radagon was born after the giant war, and his red hair made him feel that he was cursed by the flame giant.

How should I put it, it feels like he is thinking a little too much.How could the flame giant know that there was a figure like him? After all, only one person died, and he was trapped on the top of the giant mountain.

Even if Malika's curse was passed on to him, nothing happened, except for the red hair.

His and Renara's three children are also healthy.As a father, I was fortunate to be able to participate in the childhood of the three brothers and sisters, and that was also a happy time for Ladagon.

After all, she also sews clothes for children with her own hands.

After Gefrey left, Radagon must take over the burden of King Elden.This is what he exists for.

Now he wants to make it better, because he wants to prove his worth: not a gift from Malika, but a real king.

Malika held the mirror with both hands and took a few deep breaths, then said, "The Golden Law. Since the Golden Law has caused you, then we may have a way to solve this."

She flicked her hair and looked at Radagon calmly: "Let me amend the Golden Law, change the Elden Ring, and end this farce, okay?"

"Our problem is back to the original point. Everything on the junction can be moved, except the golden law." Ladagon said with a serious expression on his face.

"Why? Maybe if I change the Golden Law, I can even avoid a new war." Malika didn't understand why Radagon wanted to stop her.

"Because the golden law is perfect and does not need any changes." Radagon was very firm, "You are not allowed to make any adjustments to it. Because it is connected to the sentient beings at the junction, if there is a slight mistake, it will be an impossible battle." A catastrophe to redeem."

"I am responsible for the border land and my people." Radagon stood up and walked towards the mirror, "I hope you can understand."

"You sound like you've figured out the supreme will. If the golden law doesn't need to be adjusted, why replace me? It's hard to explain." Malika's eyes were indifferent.

"I've already thought about the election." Radagon turned around and no longer looked at Malika. "There are two options, either you and I will continue to rule. Or Lani will become a god, and Godwin will become king."

"You came up with this out of your mind?" Malika spread her hands, looking unbelievable.

"Is there a better way? Lani is the most suitable god-man, and Godwin is the most perfect demigod. Among our children, their bloodlines are more suitable. Parents always pave the way for their children." Radagon lowered his head and shook.

"No, what do you mean we continue to maintain the rule?" Malika didn't quite understand what Radagon meant.

Radagon turned around: "Let's beat those kids and tell the Supreme Will that we are still the perfect partners."

"Are you crazy?" Malika frowned, "Go to war with a child, Godfrey would never do such a thing."

"I! No! Yes! Ge! Fu! Lei!" Finally, anger appeared on Ladagang's face, and he punched the mirror, smashing it to pieces.

The lenses failed to pierce his jade-like skin.

"I'm not Godfrey. I'm not Malika. I'm me—Radagan." He hung his head and panted heavily, his long red hair covering his face.

She slightly raised her head tremblingly, peeking at the mirror through her hair, and the red hair was reflected in it.