On the way back, Rykard and Radahn walked side by side.
"How strange. Wasn't that brat Miquella abandoned by the Erdtree? How can he still communicate with it?" Rykard could not quite understand.
Radahn chuckled. "You remembered wrong. It wasn't the Erdtree that rejected him. He rejected the Erdtree."
"What?" Disbelief covered Rykard's face.
"That's right. That's how it is. He doesn't care about the Golden Order or the Erdtree. If it could, the Erdtree would probably get on its knees and beg him to succeed as a god. Hahahaha." Radahn cracked a joke.
Rykard could not laugh at all. He looked back toward the platform. "If our foolish little sister doesn't start putting in some effort, even her status as an Empyrean will become worthless."
"Ranni is still young. She's just a child. We shouldn't demand too much of her." Radahn rubbed his chin. "We shouldn't count too much on what she can contribute. We have to rely on ourselves."
"But her status as an Empyrean can be used to recruit fresh forces." Rykard looked up at Radahn, his eyes full of helplessness.
"It doesn't matter. Whether she contributes or not, her status as an Empyrean won't change." Radahn smiled.
Understanding dawned on Rykard. "True enough. An Empyrean is still an Empyrean."
Whether Ranni wanted it or not, Radahn and Rykard could use the Lunar Princess's name to recruit an army.
No, merely being a princess was not enough. Perhaps an upgrade was needed.
Not just Ranni. They all needed an upgrade-to proclaim themselves kings.
Greater authority and a legitimate claim. There should be plenty of people dissatisfied with the Golden Dynasty.
They should be able to recruit quite a few people.
Rykard, in particular, was more short-handed on his side.
Although he had knights, his former occupation meant