Feeling that he bore an inescapable responsibility for those demigods having "grown crooked," Horace reflected painfully on his mistakes.
He made up his mind that, at least with Rennala's three children, he could not repeat them.
While they were still babbling infants, he had to make plans early and nip trouble in the bud.
As Rennala's destined Empyrean, Ranni already had her "deceased" mother making plans for her.
Horace felt that rashly interfering would only spoil things. He would leave Rennala to stir up those muddy waters herself.
As for Radahn, the boy would most likely still worship Godfrey, just as he did in the game...
Horace had an idea. "Since he worships my big brother, I might as well send him straight to him to raise. Let him experience 'wild parenting' firsthand."
"I've helped you raise so many kids. You can help me raise one too, big brother!"
He could imagine the "heartwarming" scene of Godfrey charging in and out of a battlefield seven times, a greataxe over one shoulder and a swaddled infant in his other hand...
Hmm, the Lands Between's version of Zhao Zilong and A Dou at Changban? Radahn would definitely grow up great at handling pressure.
As for Rykard...
Horace rubbed his chin. "Hmm, training him as a civil official seems good. Messmer has pretty sound values. Having him take his little brother under his wing would let the boy learn practical administration, and also..."
Horace considered Messmer's character. Even if Rykard grew up to be like Messmer, that would not be bad. At least he would turn out better than these demigods who had gone astray.
And so, Rykard, who was still toddling around, had his future mapped out for him-he would go to Limgrave and learn how to become an upright, capable ruler