People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

Even though he was teasing her with words like this, she didn't show any anger at all. She even had a slight smile on her lips, looking at him teasingly as if it was the first time they met.

"...But, Reinhardt, you seem to know a lot..." Malika said meaningfully, a hint of murderous intent flashed deep in her golden pupils.

Just as Reinhard said, she was indeed sleepless alone.

Although she and Radagon appeared at the same time many times, she would later return using the fundamentalism of the Golden Law.

Therefore, on weekdays, she and Radagon are one and the same.

It can be said that almost no one except Two Fingers knew this secret, but the knight in front of him revealed it in one word.

"I don't understand what Her Majesty the Queen means, but if you want to find a sparring partner, I wouldn't mind at all."

Facing the heavy pressure emanating from Malika, Reinhardt faced it calmly.

However, his hand had already touched the pillow without leaving a trace, and grabbed the pyroxene weapon hidden underneath - "De".

If the other party makes the slightest move, he will never hold back.

Even when facing this powerful goddess who can even block the sun.

84. Malika’s Ambition (5K)

[Eternal Queen] Malika, the god of the Golden Law, the holder of the Ring of Elden, is now the most powerful god in the border area. She has killed and conquered countless races. She can be said to be a ruthless person. goddess.

But now, everything he showed in front of him had nothing to do with the so-called callousness.

She is graceful and graceful, wearing a long black dress as smooth as silk, casually spread on the ground, and the golden branches embroidered on it give her a bit more noble temperament.

There was always a pure and sweet smile on her lips, but her eyes were as bewitching as poppies, as if she had the innocence of an angel and the evil of a devil at the same time.

It was as if the awe-inspiring killing intent that flashed in his eyes just now had never appeared before.

"...Your eyes are very pure. Even though you are getting stronger, you are not lost in power. I like it very much." Malika suddenly spoke in appreciation.

Her voice was soft, but it was enough to echo in the silent room.

"I am honored to be praised by the goddess of the Golden Dynasty..." Reinhard bowed his head slightly to thank, then raised his head and stared at Malika's face and said: "But the question is still there, it's so late, I don't know what you are doing What's the point of coming to the room of a strange man whom I only met once?"

Reinhardt slowly let go of the "De" he was holding tightly in his hand. It seemed like the last time, the goddess had no intention of taking action.

Even if he really had murderous intentions just now.

It seemed that the secret between herself and Radagon was really important to her, and it was obvious that just a casual mention had caused such huge fluctuations in her emotions.

"...I told you last time that I am very interested in you, Reinhardt."

"Furthermore, everything at the foot of the golden tree belongs to me, including King Rodel and this mansion... I am just walking into a room of my own, so how can I be considered as entering the room of a strange man? "

"Do you think I'm right? Knight Reinhardt."

There was a hint of playfulness on Malika's lips, as if the experienced Lao Si Ji was teasing the young and innocent little Shota.

A series of words like strong, bossy, unreasonable, etc. popped into his mind for a while, but these words seemed not enough to describe Malika.

Moreover, at this moment, he seemed to understand what the original description of the Mimic Veil meant as "Malika's playfulness."

This goddess is a bit unorthodox...

Thinking of this, his eyes moved down slightly, and he saw the mist-shrouded mountains.

Well, it is indeed very unseemly.

Da da da--

Just when he was thinking about how inappropriate it was, he suddenly heard the unique sound of high-heeled shoes on the wooden floor, and then he felt a slight chill on his chin, like the cool breath after a new rain lingering on the tip of his nose.

When he came back to his senses, Malika had already appeared in front of him, bending down and staring at him, with a large expanse of white snow revealed.

Proud plum blossoms grow on the cold snowy peaks.

This distance makes people think of "either fighting or kissing".

At this time, she seemed to be no longer the aloof god, but more like a depraved succubus.

Not only that, Malika also stretched out a green and slender finger to gently lift his chin. With the smile still on her lips, she quietly whispered in his ear: "...Knight Rhine Hart, are you...interested in my body?"

Her soft breath echoed in her ears along with her soft whisper.

My heart was beating wildly, a little unsatisfactorily.

But fortunately, he had been trained by a good teacher, and now he can still be calm even when faced with such temptations.

So he moved his body slightly and separated himself from Malika.

"Your Majesty the Queen, please respect yourself. I am a knight serving Her Royal Highness Lani. You must not have two minds."

"...What a loyal knight."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when she heard the words "knight serving Lani", the smile on Malika's face seemed to grow stronger, and she even leaned forward again and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What you say will only make me more interested in you, Reinhardt...whether it's your body..."

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger at some point and lightly traced the muscle lines on his chest, as if teasing his nerves.

Every time his fingertips touched a muscle, his body would tremble involuntarily.

Now he can be sure that this woman is teasing him!

What kind of god is this? He is just a living succubus!

"It's still your law..."

When Malika's voice sounded again, Reinhardt immediately calmed down, stood up from the bed, left the treatment of Gentle Village, looked directly into Malika's eyes, and said calmly: "Queen Malika, you are here today. It’s not just because you’re interested, right?”

To be honest, he had no way of telling what this woman was thinking, let alone guessing. It was as if she was wrapped in layers of fog and couldn't see or guess.

The last time they met, Malika was as holy as a god, but this time she was as tempting as a devil, constantly teasing his heartstrings.

This look reminded him of Michaela.

In other words, Michaela's character was inherited from Malika, and it seemed to him that Malika was more considerate, and her eyesight was several times or even dozens of times that of Michaela's.

However, Malika did not answer his question directly. Instead, she leaned on the bed, slightly propped up her proud figure with her hands, tilted her head slightly and looked at him with a smile.

The long, gilded hair was tied into a braid and slipped quietly from her smooth back with her movements.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said:

"...The dark moon and the sun are both ancient laws in the border area, and they are also the oldest existences in the starry sky..."

"Once upon a time, the people of Knox who offended the Supreme Will... living in the Eternal City followed the stars and the dark moon in the sky at the junction, while the long-lived ancient dragon family accompanied the sun..."

Malika did not answer his doubts, but instead told him a story.

However, he had seen this story in the books in Kaliya's study.

In the distant past, it was said that the ancient dragon clan believed in the sun, and Fam Azra was said to have been built with the help of orcs and was a city-state controlled by the ancient dragon. It was also a harbor where the sun always shines.

In the border area at that time, death had always been a symbol of equality, regardless of high or low or racial differences.

The dead are guided by the rays of the sun or the special creatures living in the border area - the dead birds and their priests.

During the defense of Carlia, the lost dead who were summoned to come proved this.

Therefore, Reinhardt dared to believe that there was some connection between the sun and death.

And in his memory, after Godwin became the dead prince, Michaela even went to Sol City on the snow-capped mountains to seek the sun.

Unfortunately, the sun has long since lost its power and has become a useless star.

However, Malika suddenly told this story, and he seemed to understand its meaning.

"So, you plan to take the laws of the dark moon and the sun into your bag and display the laws in the Elden Ring? And you came here today and said so much and did so much. You just want to Tell me that you want to marry me and make me a demigod? Or a god?"

This can be said to be the most common method used by Golden Tree.

With the so-called peace and Kallia marriage in mind, the entire Lienia is in the palm of his hand, and even Radagan secretly conspired with the academy to completely overthrow the rule of [Full Moon Queen] Lenara.

As for gods and stuff...

After all, no one said that the God-man must be a female and the King of Elden must be a male. As long as one god and one king can combine and give birth to a successor, it is enough.

It just so happens that the gods and gods shown now are all women, and there is also a male or female Michaela mixed in among them.

However, Reinhard suddenly thought of something and added: "If I disobey, then what will happen to me is death, right?"

With Malika's style, that's what she would do.

Just like when she was in the Decodas Big Lift, she also threatened Kalia——

"The Golden Tree is the being in charge of everything. Make your choice——"

"Do you want to integrate into the law? Or break away from the law... and become a powerless border tributary?"

If Kallia had refused the marriage, I am afraid Malika would have personally taken action to destroy everything in Kallia and Lienia, just like what she had done to the giants on the snowy mountains.

This is also the main reason why he thinks this woman is cold and ruthless, and her methods are ruthless.

However, this kind of behavior is exactly what a king has. After all, they are not heroes, but kings.

"Reinhardt, you are a smart child. What you said is exactly what I thought..." Malika looked at him with a bit of relief in her eyes, but then she shook her head and said: " But this is just a past thought. The law of the sun cannot be displayed in the Elden Ring, and it is a power rejected by the golden tree..."

"...Then what is Her Majesty going to do? Do you plan to skip the wooing and kill directly?" Reinhard said half-jokingly, but his hand had already reached into the leather bag he was carrying and grabbed the two A grape from Charbolli.

Be ready to crush it at any time to release the remaining yellow smoke in it, thus awakening the power of the sun sleeping in your body.

But Malika's behavior was completely opposite to what he imagined. She had no intention of taking action. Instead, she sat on the bed and slightly raised her long legs, revealing a piece of white snow.

"What you said is very interesting, but the relationship between us has not yet reached the point of being incompetent, so I have no such plans..." Malika said with a smile, her eyes moved slightly, and she placed it on his finger. Putting the hand in the bag, "But... I advise you to let go of what you are holding."

"The flame is an ominous existence. It is not only the power rejected by the golden tree, but also a product that will bring destruction to the border area... Since this is the first time you don't understand the meaning, I will forgive you this time, but I I don’t want to see it a second time.”

Malika's soft words were full of cold threats. It seemed that her resistance to epilepsy was far greater than he imagined.

But one thing that surprised him was that this woman actually thought about the creatures in the border area.

At this point, he slowly let go of the grapes in his hands.

"Very good, you are a good child..." Malika's voice gradually became soothing, and even her expression softened a lot, "Although I don't intend to erase your existence, there is something you need to do. ..”

"Of course, the reward will certainly not be small. I don't know how you would choose?"

"...Do I have any choice?" Reinhardt sneered.

But Malika didn't seem to care.

"That's a good answer..." As he spoke, he stretched out a hand toward him: "Before I tell you, hold my hand. I want to take you to a place."