The Land of Shadow is too dangerous. That place, that place…!
Malenia's face was filled with worry, clearly disagreeing with her brother's approach.
"The Gloam-Eyed Queen has been resurrected. With your abilities, Brother, make her bear children for you again. She must have a way to burn down the Erdtree."
Malenia suddenly thought of something and tried to persuade Miquella to change his mind, but Miquella's resolve had already been set.
"I failed. I once tried to charm the Gloam-Eyed Queen, but she taught me a harsh lesson. Her mind is so strong that it frightens me!"
Miquella sighed as he spoke, his tone carrying a trace of grievance.
With Miquella's flawless ingenuity, he had already tried Malenia's suggestion.
He originally thought he could easily charm the Gloam-Eyed Queen, but he never expected to be beaten so badly that his backside was nearly split open.
This also made Miquella realize that the Gloam-Eyed Queen, who could contend against Marika and even suppress his mother, possessed a foundation far beyond what mere children like them could compare to.
However, in reality, Miquella's failure was not because the Gloam-Eyed Queen's mind was too strong, nor because his pure Golden Order was weak, but simply because he used the wrong body.
Although the Gloam-Eyed Queen was born in America, she was not a priest and had no interest in little boy-girls.
In fact, if Miquella had used Saint Trina's body to approach him, perhaps the result would have been completely different, and he might not even have needed charm to continue the bloodline.
It was a pity that Miquella simply did not understand the Gloam-eyed Queen's inclinations, instinctively assuming that women must like men while completely ignoring other possibilities.
This way of thinking not only limited his imagination, but also caused him to miss a great opportunity.
After all, who stipulated that women must like men? How could Miquella assume another person's sexual preferences?
Was he discriminating against minorities?
"Most importantly, we are running out of time. Your Scarlet Rot is becoming more and more severe. Even the pure Haligtree cannot suppress the law of Rot.
"The laws of Father and Mother are wrong. Eternal gold brought forth the law of Rot. The world was frozen at a certain moment by the Golden Order.
"But they do not understand that only flowing water can prevent decay. This is the only way to save you and save this world. They have brought nothing but endless suffering to this world. Only by eliminating the old order can the world welcome new life!"
Miquella's tone was filled with determination and resolve. He wanted to save this world, bring love and tenderness back to it, and end this eternal hell.
"My blade, are you willing to spread your wings for me once more?"
Miquella's pure golden eyes looked toward his sister as he asked with a smile. His voice flowed like a clear spring, full of tenderness and expectation.
"I am Miquella's blade. I am Malenia, and I will bring you victory!"
Malenia immediately stood up reflexively, firmly responding to her brother's expectations.
Her eyes gleamed with determination and courage, as though she was ready to face any challenge.
"Bring the Promised King back to me, my dearest sister. I will enter the Land of Shadow together with the Promised King and become a god there, rewriting the old Golden Order!"
Miquella climbed onto Mohg, Lord of Blood's arm, giving Malenia his final encouragement.
His gaze revealed trust and expectation toward his sister, hoping she could defeat the enemy and achieve their shared goal.
"I shall be invincible!"
Malenia put on her winged helmet once more and led the Cleanrot Knights on their journey.
They headed toward Radahn's stronghold—Redmane Castle—quietly waiting for Radahn's return.
Malenia did not wait long. Soon, Radahn's coalition army, completely stripped of momentum, arrived.
She sat quietly upon the throne, looking at the exhausted army before her, her heart unmoved. Such an army, having lost all its sharpness, would never be a match for the Haligtree forces.
"Malenia, if you're here to apologize, then you can leave now."
Radahn saw Malenia sitting upon his throne and immediately tried to drive her away in displeasure. His tone carried unconcealed anger. He would never forgive such a treacherous person.
Not only Radahn, but even the surrounding Redmane Knights displayed expressions of dissatisfaction.
They were confused and puzzled by Malenia's appearance, not understanding why she had come, but that did not stop them from feeling furious over her betrayal of the coalition.
If Malenia had not unilaterally withdrawn the Haligtree army, Radahn certainly would not have been defeated by Morgott, nor would he have lost his qualification to become king.
However, Malenia was completely unaffected by their attitude. She remained firmly seated, calmly gazing at Radahn.
"State your purpose."
Radahn questioned her again, his tone filled with authority and dominance.
"I came to have you fulfill the promise you made to my brother~"
Malenia the Severed spoke, her voice clear and resolute.
"I have already lost to Morgott and forfeited my qualification to become king. That was my promise—to leave the Royal Capital!"
Radahn emphasized, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness and self-mockery.
He knew he could no longer contend with Morgott for the throne. That previous defeat had somewhat crushed his spirit. The rest of his life would be spent guarding Caelid, suppressing the invaders from the stars and the Scarlet Rot.
However, Malenia was not swayed by Radahn's words. She continued:
"It is not about making you the King of the Golden Order, but about bringing you to that place and reopening the Gate of Divinity."
Hearing Malenia's words, Radahn frowned, his gaze sharpening instantly.
"I refuse. That is a place completely banished by the Golden Order, a land of sinners, and a forbidden region within The Lands Between. Reopening it will only bring endless disaster to the world."
His tone was resolute, leaving no room for doubt. Although he had failed in his bid for the Elden Lord's throne, that did not mean he would continue harming The Lands Between. That was not what a hero should do.
Malenia was not intimidated by Radahn's refusal. She smiled faintly and said:
"Whether you agree or not is unimportant. You are merely the chosen one, and you can only accept your destiny!"
After speaking, she adjusted the blade on her golden prosthetic arm.
The atmosphere between the two instantly became extremely tense, and a fierce battle was about to erupt.
"I lost to Morgott because of carelessness. That does not mean you can defeat me as well. Feel the reason why I am the strongest demigod!"
Seeing Malenia actually dare to draw her blade, the anger Radahn had been unable to vent after his defeat instantly ignited.
He wanted Malenia to experience the overwhelming power of the strongest demigod.
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