What happened next at Stormveil Castle was something Morgott had experienced firsthand.
As everyone present listened to Morgott reach this point in his account, Godwyn sighed. "You really had it hard, Morgott."
He meant that Morgott had been forced to face a powerful foe like Radahn before his restraints had even been removed. It took no imagination to know how difficult that must have been.
"That good-for-nothing son of mine didn't cause you any trouble, did he?" Godwyn asked.
Morgott shook his head. "Godrick was fine. He may have been weak, but he did as he was told."
"That's good." Godwyn's heart settled back into place. "I really haven't done much to discipline him."
Miquella said, "Godrick also played no small part in Stormveil Castle holding out until my plan could be put into effect."
Miquella's plan had played a major role in preventing Radahn from taking Stormveil Castle.
Otherwise, holding the castle against Radahn, who was being strengthened by Asimi, the "Silver Tears" within his body, would have been far too difficult.
It could have been called a pipe dream.
But everyone had weaknesses, and Radahn was no exception. Sometimes, what decided the course of a battle was not necessarily victory or defeat on the battlefield, but external factors.
Zhao Si also said, "I never expected Godrick to become so brave. That's worth celebrating."
Hearing this, Morgott explained to Godwyn, "This champion and Godrick make quite a team."
"Is that so?" Godwyn looked at Zhao Si, then at Morgott.
"Yes. The two of them came down into the sewers to find me back then. Later, they became good friends." Morgott looked somewhat gratified. "The changes in Godrick were also influenced by the champion. A good friend really can have a profound influence."
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