Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 483 Two Last Words
"At that time, I didn't know why His Majesty left me with his memories. Now that I think about it, maybe His Majesty had foreseen what would happen today, or maybe he just wanted to give me a chance to take on the mission of the original flying dragon again. But these were too difficult to understand and too heavy for me at the time."

"I understand." Lucia sighed.

If you reverse the roles and put yourself in Pollux's shoes, you can imagine the suffocating pain.

Theoretically, the twenty-one original flying dragons were all brothers and sisters from the same mother. After the war, eighteen of them died. Among the only three remaining brothers, one actually became a rebel, severely wounded the Dragon King and fled with his wounds.

More importantly, when all the dragons forgot about this matter, and the Dragon Mother Guior fell into a deep sleep soon after, leaving only Polyreus and the High Priest Gulansanks to bear this secret together, how could the overwhelming pressure not drive people crazy?
But there was nothing wrong with what my father did back then. The existence of Beile might be a traitor that the dragon clan must hunt down, but from the perspective of the Dragon King, it didn't matter whether or not to avenge him. In fact, in my father's considerations, there might not be even the slightest room for the concept of "hatred".

What he was worried about was that Beile's identity and the secret of the Emperor's plan would be known to the outside world - for example, the Golden Dynasty that would rise hundreds of years later. Lucia was absolutely sure that if Marika and Radagan knew about Beile's existence and whereabouts, the conclusion of the Nagarjuna Alliance would never be so smooth.

With the means at the disposal of the Golden Dynasty, it is entirely possible to re-establish Beile and send him back to Sky City to fight a life-and-death battle with the Ancient Dragon Royal Family, thus reaping the benefits.

Therefore, he believed that if his father had not been so seriously injured, he would have chased Beile to the ends of the earth and nipped all possible future threats in the bud. However, since his father was no longer able to accomplish this, erasing Beile's traces became the only helpless solution.

At the same time, in order to keep a backup plan, he also kept this secret with the three most powerful and reliable survivors of the dragon clan, and then he entered the space-time storm and fell into sleep.

Who would have thought that this wait would last a thousand years.

Borelius shook his head slowly and heavily, and said, "For the past thousand years, I should have stayed in the Sky City day and night to help the high priest wait until Lance and Forl were born, and until your Majesty was born. But seeing that two-thirds of the Royal City was covered in blood and turned into collapsed ruins, and seeing the endless graves of almost all of my brothers, sisters, and close friends, I really couldn't stay any longer."

"I desperately wanted to escape from that place, to forget the secret and my past, and the mistakes I had made. I fled back to the frozen lake, as if only the high sky and cold air here could make me breathe. I allowed the Samir people to worship me as a god, and even took the title of 'Ice Dragon God', as if I was born to be the god of this country, and I practiced everything a god should do from beginning to end, protecting my people from generation to generation."

"The high priest sent me a letter to reprimand me, but I turned a blind eye. He stripped me of my status, but I turned a deaf ear. I hid like this for a hundred years, three hundred years, five hundred years. It would be best if I hid until everyone forgot my existence, just like they forgot Beile. Anyway, I was just a joke when I was alive. After I die, as long as no one remembers me, it will be the greatest blessing."

As he spoke, he actually laughed out loud. His sad laughter echoed in the empty ice field, as if even the echo from the snow-capped mountains was so cold.

"But this time, I was wrong again."

"When I received the last message from Gustav in the south, I was so angry that I finally mustered up the courage to fly out of this ice lake. I flew exhausted, my eyes were bloodshot, and I flew all the way from here to the capital of Rodel. All I saw was that old guy nailed to the ground with golden branches piercing his chest and abdomen, and hundreds of golden heroes rushed towards him——""He was so old, I don't know what made him go crazy suddenly. He carried the spear of His Majesty Heraris and attacked the Golden Capital alone, and strictly prohibited all tribesmen from covering the flanks. At that time, Lance was transferred by him to fight against Otopis and Silia three hundred miles away, For was fighting Godwin in Mount Carowell, Marica had already gone to the East under the escort of Maricas, and Radagon was still fighting with the Carians in the West. No one on both sides of the enemy guessed that he would suddenly attack Rodel alone, and actually break Rodel!"

"The people of Rodel were too confident in the city walls designed by Ed Linsel and the protection bestowed by the golden tree. The strongest guards left in the city were only a few high-level heroes. They were not qualified to hurt Gransanks, let alone kill him. Your Majesty should have guessed who actually did it."

"The will of order, or 'Alpha'." Lucia exhaled deeply and said word by word.

"I told Your Majesty before that I had personally witnessed most of what happened during the war, but I had no idea about the post-war games that were hidden from the mortal world and only belonged to the gods."

"In the battle in the East Territory not long ago, Your Majesty received the blessings of the Dragon God and the Dragon King, the three Moon Gods, the Eternal Queen, and the Queen of Death. If I am not mistaken, all the gods on the side of the Star-Moon Civilization, including the two Majesties of our dynasty, have been restraining the Outer Gods outside the mortal world in recent years. Many changes in the mortal world, such as the birth of the demigods, may be related to this game."

"But at the end of the battle of the dragon tree, the will of order must have used some means to temporarily circumvent the constraints and launched an attack on the high priest from the dark. So when I rushed to the capital, I saw many golden warriors swarming up like mosquitoes seeing blood. Everyone wanted to climb up the dragon's body that was like a mountain, plunge a sword into his heart, and become the hero who slayed the dragon."

"I killed them, and all the living creatures I saw, until the remaining golden heroes cowered and stood guard in the inner city against me. Then Lance, For, and Godwin came back from outside the city to help. After that, it was the 'Dragon Tree Alliance' that Your Majesty was familiar with."

"When I got to him, the old guy was already speechless—" Polyleus raised his head, and Lucia saw that there was a hint of frost in the corners of his eyes, which were clear and clean a moment ago.

"But before he closed his eyes, ha, before he closed his eyes, he was able to muster up the energy to say two words to me. The old guy had been speaking in a pretentious tone all his life when he was the high priest, and the first sentence he said was 'You fucking bastard'!"

"Haha, Your Majesty, you said this old guy is usually very good at pretending, but he accidentally revealed his true nature when he was about to die!"

Lucia felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped. After a long silence, she whispered, "What's the second sentence?"

Borelius turned his head away, leaving only a sturdy back view to him. After holding back for a long time, he spoke in a broken and hoarse voice:

"He said he had figured it out and wanted to go home early."

(End of this chapter)