Roland has great trust in Knight Rodel. If he could be seduced by a corrupt perfumer, he would most likely not be able to become a knight.
He stretched himself and said, "I never thought I would encounter something like this. It's quite interesting."
Lance's smile was mixed with a hint of relief, "Didn't you see the expressions of those perfumers just now?"
"Ah? What's wrong?" Roland asked back.
"I'm afraid of being implicated." Miss Lance leaned her head on his shoulder.
Roland looked at the time and said, "No, I have to go back. You guys should be fine here."
"Well, come see us again when you have time." Ful let go of his hand and sent him off with his sister.
Roland called out Torret and headed towards the royal city, ready to go back to see his mother.
Should be able to see it, right?
He thought to himself as he walked from the forest to the main road and ran back to the royal city along the way.
Chapter 120 Round Table Hall
Before going to meet his mother, Roland went back to take a shower, then went to see Se Lian and found that she was still sleeping, so he did not disturb her.
In the queen's boudoir, the light in the room became particularly dim. Only a weak oil lamp was flickering, like a lonely star hanging in the endless darkness.
The oil lamp stood quietly on the stone floor. The copper lamp body had long been worn by time and was slightly mottled, revealing a deep bronze color.
The swaying lights danced gently in the breeze, casting fragmented and mysterious light and shadows all around.
This time, no one stopped him.
Heidao at the door opened the door for him personally, which meant that his mother had come out.
Sure enough, when I looked a little bit inward, I saw the woman in a gauze and white long skirt.
Marika sat at the small table and waved for him to sit next to her.
On the table was a teapot and matching teacups, neatly placed on a white lace tablecloth. Next to it was a set of small gold-rimmed sugar bowls and a plate of lemon slices.
"I heard you were looking for me."
"Yes, mother."
Roland sat next to her, very close, almost touching her, and could smell the scent of his mother.
It smells nice, the fresh scent of trees mixed with the gentle scent of sunshine.
Marika took a macaron from the dessert stand nearby and took a bite.
"If you have anything to do, just tell me."
"..."
Roland hesitated for a moment and looked at the snack stand beside him.
The dessert stand has three layers. The bottom layer is stacked with scones, which look freshly baked. The middle layer is colorful sandwiches, and the top layer is desserts, all of which are small and exquisite, including macarons, mousse cakes, and fruit tarts.
He took a piece of cake and Marika poured him a cup of black tea, which filled the air with fragrance.
"I want to ask you something."
She crossed her legs, listened to Roland's story, and ate her snacks slowly.
He continued, “Some say that a Two-Fingered once came and entered the Golden Tree.”
"Well, sort of?"
Marika's answer made Roland understand that the two fingers were indeed the two fingers of the future round table hall.
Only that place had a special connection with the golden tree. After the golden tree was set on fire, the round table hall was also burned down.
He asked again: "That place is exactly the same as the Round Table Hall, right?"
Marika raised her eyelids, a hint of surprise appeared on her face, and finally nodded.
"Did you guess it?"
"Ah."
Roland was a complete cheater. He had been an A-Tu and played games. Although the information he obtained was not comprehensive, at least he could know something about the future.
He went on to say: "This is also the mother's back-up plan, right? I think it is totally unnecessary."
"It's good to have confidence."
Marika picked up the teacup and took a sip to wash away the sweet taste of the macarons.
It's not that she doesn't trust her son. Roland now has two laws and the Great Rune, and his strength has surpassed Gefulei.
But she always needs an extra layer of insurance to avoid any accidents.
"Godwin, what are your plans? You don't have to worry about the Supreme Will. You just need to deal with Radagon. Tell me, how do you plan to defeat him?"
"Can't I just rely on strength?"
Roland straightened his back and unbuttoned the first button of his white shirt, revealing his delicate collarbone.
He did not look down on Radagon, but this was a border area, and strength was the basis for becoming a king.
"What's the reason?" Marika asked, "Can you find a suitable reason to remove him from the position of King of Elden?
My son, even if you become the King of Elden and I give you the Ring, you still cannot modify the laws or change the Ring.
You still want the Fader to come back, there has to be a reason for all this."
"........."
Roland was silent for a moment. He didn't want to discuss this now. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about it, but he didn't want to choose the worst outcome.
He had other ways, such as putting pressure on Radagan, and making sure that Marika's ring would not be broken.
If he had another identity, then Marika's broken ring would naturally be a good thing. Many heroes rise up and heroes emerge in troubled times.
But he is Roland, Godwin, and Marica's son.
He didn't want his mother to be called a sinner by others.
She fought wars for many years, creating an era of peace for the border areas and discovering great prosperity.
At least, people can eat their fill and occasionally have meat, which is good enough.
Roland finally brought the topic back to Marika.
"Where is the new round table hall? What does the two fingers stand for?"
"I hid the new round table hall, but it doesn't matter if I tell you."
Marika didn't even keep Roland in suspense. She always trusted Roland and answered whatever he asked.
She put down the cup, picked up another piece of cake, and slowly put it into her mouth with a fork.
“In the branches of the golden tree, there is a small space that is closely related to the golden tree, but Radagan couldn’t find that place.
I used a little trick, the Round Table Hall cannot directly enter the Golden Tree, and the Golden Tree cannot directly enter the Round Table Hall."
"So, it's actually an independent space?" Roland raised his eyebrows. "Then how do we get in and out? Did mother reach some kind of agreement with the two fingers?"
Marika chuckled. "You are so smart. Are you really the son of Ge Fulei?"
"I am not your son too."
Roland picked up the cup, the aroma of black tea entered his nose, and the warm feeling entered his mouth.
He then asked: "What kind of cooperation did that two-fingered man reach with his mother? Has his position changed?"
"No, you're just a fence-sitter."
She shook her head, “The Two Fingers will only ever work for the continuation of civilization, do you really think they serve the Supreme Will wholeheartedly?
They were just using each other. They reached cooperation with the Supreme Will and became the mouthpiece of the Supreme Will because they were forced by the situation at that time.
Now that the border is stable, they will also cooperate with me and seek personal gain for themselves.
I serve as a mouthpiece for the Supreme Will, and sometimes I also mix in my own words. "
"The Finger Witch and the Fader are a perfect match." Roland looked out the door, as if he could see through the scenery to a long, long time into the future.
He is the fader without the witch.
The young man withdrew his gaze and looked at his mother. His long wavy golden hair flowed down his shoulders to his waist.
What she did was always very secretive. Even if there were many things, as long as Roland asked, she would tell him, but she still didn't expect that he could guess it.
Godwin is truly a perfect successor.
With him around, I can do many things.
As long as he is here, nothing can go wrong.
Marika's eyes were as soft as water as she looked at Roland's profile. He was handsome but not tough, and his white shirt and long blond hair matched him very well.
"I gave Two Fingers a teleportation prayer that can be performed by the Finger Witch to bring the Faded One into the Hall of the Round Table."
Chapter 121 Solution
There was no trace of surprise on Roland's face, and he was as calm as the forbidden snow-capped mountains.
"I got it."
"I'm not surprised."
Marika used the fork in her hand to cut the cake into small pieces and put them into her mouth.
She really seemed to be just enjoying her afternoon tea and spending some down time with her son.
The wind was cool, blowing into the room from the pavilion outside and towards the golden tree.
Roland felt that everything was connected. If he really died in the Night of the Black Knife and Marika smashed the ring, it would follow the plot of the game.
But now that he is alive, Marika should just use that plan as a backup.
But what about the two fingers?
Is there anyone who can replace it and become a part of the mother's plan?
He pondered for a long time, looking at the half-eaten cake in front of him. Marika had already finished it.
"Don't waste it." She reminded him and didn't continue to question him.
"Mother, I want to kill both fingers." After thinking for a while, Roland said his thoughts directly.
"why?"
Marika remained calm and took another sandwich, chewing it slowly.
When it comes to sweets, Torina has exactly the same taste as her, so she is worthy of being her daughter.
Her eyes revealed a golden glow, her cheeks were flawless, her left hand supported her chin, her elbow rested on the table, and she crossed her legs.
Roland paused and answered directly, "Because their paths conflict with mine."
"What's the conflict?" Marika didn't understand and looked at his cheek. "Two fingers are a symbol of civilization and can be used."
“There can be civilization without two fingers.”
Roland pulled out the fork stuck in the cake, continued to put the overly sweet cream into his mouth, and continued to talk to his mother.
"I have a little ambition. I am also a human being and I have my own desires."
"I know."
She looks to be in her twenties, but she is actually much older than that.
Marika was well aware of Roland's little tricks, and even Di Xi was sent to her on purpose.
She also has her own selfish desires, and she wants to carry on the bloodline of the rare person.
"......makes sense."
Roland figured it out instantly. Di Xi must have been interrogated by the Black Knife Leader Aleto about many things, and these things would eventually reach Marika's ears.
He clenched his right fist, put it in front of his mouth, and coughed softly, "I don't want there to be only one god. Two fingers will never violate the one god one king system. They value absolute rules and the continuation of civilization too much.
If I had multiple gods and embedded various laws in the Elden Ring to form a unique set of rules, Two-Finger probably wouldn't let me be king."
