Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 219 Father and Son

"Father."

"come in."

Lacard, who was dressed in formal palace attire, pushed open the door and closed it slowly. He took a few steps forward and came to the desk, bowed solemnly, and said, "What are your orders, father?"

"Relax," Radagan, who was reviewing official documents, put down his quill and said with a smile on his god-like handsome face under his long fiery red hair. "I have taught you that you need to be strict when commanding subordinates in public. After all, Only when mortals fear authority can they be virtuous, but this is not the case among relatives and friends in private situations. Even if you are a demigod, you must have a few trustworthy people who are not bound by etiquette - and they are the arms you can truly rely on. .”

"Yes, father." Lacard bowed deeply again, then straightened his body, his originally tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and a gentle and humble smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that his son had listened carefully to his teachings, Radagan was obviously in a good mood. He raised his chin and said, "As usual, just find a place to sit by yourself. I have put down all other things in the afternoon and finished approving these official documents. I’ll tell you more slowly.”

Lacard found a chair nearby and sat down, pouring himself a cup of black tea in a familiar manner. He silently looked at the heavy desk made of branches of the golden tree opposite and the man behind the desk through the steam.

Still disgusting, he thought.

In addition to the desk that seemed to weigh at least half a ton, there were also gold chandeliers, gold-carved bookshelves, armor and swords decorated with gold in the corners, and even the rustling quill was made of gold. pen.

Even if you soak in the ocean of gold, you can't change the long fiery red hair that belongs to a mortal. No matter it is the curse of the flame giant or something else, no matter how you dislike the hair color that is similar to that of your brother and sister, this will always be your Inescapable proof - proof that you have never been a pure and "noble" gold king, proof that your torso still flows with mediocre and fragile mortal blood!

But other than that, that man really looked more and more like a complete god.

Putting aside the touch of warmth that he occasionally showed when facing Michaela, Marlenia, the siblings, and himself, almost every minute and every second he was filled with an aura of divinity that was so rich that it was almost false, as if he was standing on The person in front of him was not a human being of flesh and blood, but a statue of a god that stood in the center of the church and was worshiped by all people day after day.

"Okay, I kept you waiting for a long time," Radagon closed the last official document, stood up and moved his body, sat down on a chair next to him, looked at his son and said, "When I go back this time, my luggage is all gone." are you ready?"

"Everything is ready, father," Lacard responded with lowered eyes, and added, "I have also paid attention to the eldest brother and little sister. Everything has been prepared. I will take good care of them on the way. Please Do not worry."

Radagan was startled for a moment, then nodded imperceptibly for a long time, and said softly: "You are interested."

Among the three children from Caria, Lani, the youngest, has always been kind to him. For the past three years, except for greeting him with the etiquette of meeting the monarch of other countries on necessary banquet occasions, she has been completely unwilling to have any relations with him. The intersection, even the envoys he sent to Dark Moon Palace several times to give gifts were kicked out.

Although Latarn is not so ruthless, he seems to have been holding back his energy to prove himself. However, his target was Mikaela in the past, but now it has been replaced by Godwin, who is the leader of the demigods. Perhaps he is completely proving himself. Before, the child would have always maintained such a long distance from him, right?

Radagan's slightly distracted eyes refocused on the second son in front of him. Unlike his brother and sister, Lacard's hair color showed a slightly darker golden color, although it was still darker than Michaela's. It was slightly inferior, but it was in line with the unspeakable obsession in his mind. As the supreme demigod and god under the golden order, shouldn't he have hair color as holy and bright as the golden tree?
And if you put aside this element that is completely determined by innateness, Lacard perfectly meets all his expectations for a golden age demigod - mature political skills, strong personal strength, plus perseverance. Except for Godwin, who was one round older than them, Lucia was the only one among the demigods who was slightly better in every aspect.

But after all, Lucia was born in Fam Azra, an ancient dragon who believed in the Dragon God and the Initial Ring. He was also an alien who would eventually be stripped out of the golden system. Therefore, the more perfect he was, the more he would make Radagon feel The fear and hostility of the soul.Therefore, Lacade has naturally become the core figure of the next generation that he strives to cultivate. Over the years, he has deliberately let Lacade get involved in many fields such as the royal capital's security, civil affairs, justice, military, etc., in order to hone his ability and mind while serving for He has accumulated his own connections and team.

In the future, when the time comes to divide the demigods among themselves, Radagan also hopes to keep Racade by his side to take charge of the dynasty's central organization, so that his talent will not be buried, but it will also help him in his fight with Malika.

"Father, I have something to ask you." Larcade put down the teacup in his hand and said politely.

"Huh?" Radagan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Tell me."

"Father should also know that this trip to the Western Region is just an experience for the royal family's private school, but Rhea Lucalia Academy obviously has more plans. Principal Otaubis deliberately let the other students go first, and let We demigods stayed at the end and set off pretending to be ordinary pedestrians, also to allow us to retain more space for observation and activities to cope with various changes."

"But after all, the academy has been the center of magic in the world for hundreds of years. Even the three dynasties must be cautious when facing it - so I want to ask my father, if the academy's plan is not good for Kallia, what level can we take at most? Are there any scruples and restrictions when taking measures?”

Radagan snorted lightly, paused for only a few seconds and then said decisively: "No need to worry, if it is just a factional struggle within the academy, that's fine, but as long as you judge that their plan will have an adverse impact on Kallia and even the world order, Just take whatever measures you think are necessary, and I will be responsible if anything happens."

"I understand." A thoughtful light flashed in Larcade's eyes, and he responded calmly on the surface.

"And..." A rare hesitation appeared on Radagon's majestic face. After a brief struggle, he stood up and took out a finely crafted wooden box from behind the desk, holding it in both hands and handing it to Racade.

"I heard that your mother's health has become worse and worse in the past two years. This is a small gift prepared for her. If you have a chance, please give it to her for me, okay?"

When saying these words, Radagon seemed to have suddenly lost his former majesty and confidence as a king. Not only did he use a pleading tone, there was even an imperceptible tremor in his tone.

"Don't worry, father," Lacard took the wooden box with both hands and held it in his arms with great care, his voice affirming, "I will definitely hand it over to my mother with my own hands."

Radagan nodded with relief and waved: "If you have nothing else to do, go back first. This time you are traveling unlike usual days when there are always attendants and attendants to look after you. In the evening, you will carefully check your luggage by yourself, and then go early." Get some rest."

After hearing this, Racade immediately got up and left his luggage. When he was about to go out, he heard Radagan calling him from behind.

"The last thing, remember to keep a distance from Lucia Sanks, and be wary of him in everything. After all, he is not someone we can control. No matter when he returns to Sky City, he will definitely become a thorn in the side of the Golden Dynasty in the future - —Personal friendship can never override the conflict between faith and law, I hope you can understand."

"Kid, remember this." Larcade turned his back to him and nodded solemnly in the shadows.

(End of this chapter)