Frilian at Elden Ring

The prerequisite is to occupy the academy.

The road leading to the ancient ruins is not easy to travel; if the area along the way is not under control, it can easily be cut off in half.

Even if the academy is occupied, it is only the most solid fortress in the region. It will take a long time to truly manage the monster spawn points, the cave dungeons, and rebuild the population. It is no easier than managing the Nymgford region.

Laya said excitedly, "I look forward to His Majesty's visit."

"By the way, you just talked so much about your family, but things can't stay the same forever, right? Has there been any special news from the Volcano Official Residence lately?"

"If I had to put it in a word, it's probably because a monster claiming to devour gods came from outside the border..."

What does it look like?

Frillie raised an eyebrow, a bad feeling creeping over her.

Laya exaggeratedly held up her arms in a circle and described, "It's a huge lump of slime, black, crawling around in the volcanic area. There's even a person growing on top of it who can use magic. Although it looks strange, it's very strong and is a guest of honor at the volcano's official residence."

"The person at the top is the unlucky one that it hasn't completely devoured yet."

Upon hearing the news, she confirmed it was Eldridge, the Lord of Cinder, or the Deep Saint, a formidable opponent.

Come too!

As expected, the Lords of Cinder possessed greater vitality than anticipated, capable of being burned more than once and even reshaping their forms. Moreover, Frilian had borne the First Flame with her own body and taken away from a decaying world, so they weren't actually burned too severely.

Ultimately, they forcibly burned their accumulated power, essentially replacing the burning that the Lords of Cinder would have had to undergo. Therefore, they should still retain formidable fighting strength.

The best course of action is to annihilate those like the Profound Saint.

Furthermore, the "Item Sharing Mod" allows you to summon the Undead account's precious treasure: the Soul of Gwyndolin.

He devoured it but couldn't digest it properly; after all, Gwyndolin, being a god, wasn't so easy to kill.

Previously, Frilian could only capture Lord Cinder and use him as firewood, but now her mastery of soul magic has advanced further, and with the help of the wondrous Great Rune, she might be able to save his soul, or even help him devour the Deep Saint.

Remember this first.

“…Well, Your Majesty, Laya and I should probably head out now, since we still have to keep in touch with the Volcano Official Residence.”

Patch wiped the sweat from his forehead and pulled Laya away as if to leave. Otherwise, if they kept trying to trick her into revealing information, wouldn't they be completely exposed? For example, if Frilian knew that the demigod Raccard was similar to Aldrich, she would definitely be prioritized for being attacked.

He wanted some peace and quiet for a while longer, not wanting to attract trouble too soon.

Frillie nodded: "I won't force you to stay. Let's meet at the Volcano Mansion later. Take care, everyone."

Having received a reply, Patch quickly left.

Actually, she guessed that the situation at the Volcano official residence must be very bad, but she just couldn't get involved for the time being, so it didn't matter if she didn't know the details.

"What about you?"

The shrimp-cooking man stared curiously at the silver-haired girl. In his view, an ambitious fragment king would most likely be eager to attack the academy, and the subsequent reply was indeed as expected.

"I need to get things settled with the academy as soon as possible, since the standoff continues in eastern Lienia."

"Your Majesty, we hope to meet again someday."

Frilian summoned her spirit horse and rode away. This rare gathering had been a good rest, and now that she had recharged, she might as well go all out.

The only way to hope that the Prince of Cifu will withdraw his troops is if the academy has changed hands; otherwise, that guy is probably stuck in the elevator and won't move, and might even launch a preemptive attack on the Southern Army. We must fight quickly to save them.

……

North of Lienia Avenue, the temporary camp for the watchtowers is bustling with activity.

A group of heavily wounded scouts were carried back, most of them barely alive, clearly indicating the enemy's strength. Considering they were all elite soldiers, it was surprising to see them suffer such heavy losses.

"They're Night Riders, be careful."

The scout captain reported, "The King's army is showing signs of advancing."

Meanwhile, the watchtower launched Stormhawks, these high-altitude eyes constantly scouting the ground, coordinating with the locking onto the large army's movements around the elevators. However, they were prone to missing scattered units, especially since the Night Cavalry often possessed heroic combat power, making them troublesome even when fighting alone.

The situation is not in their favor.

No one knows if the Blessed King's army will suddenly decide to advance. Although they haven't even passed Madfire Village yet, the distance is not a problem given the quality of the Royal City Army's soldiers if they want to.

The camp was filled with wounded soldiers groaning in pain, but most remained steadfast in their duty.

The next reserve reconnaissance team has already been deployed.

Even knowing the danger, we cannot lose control of the front line area, especially since we must also be wary of them suddenly heading west into the lake.

The captain shouted, "We cannot entrust our fate to a false king who has sat idly in the capital for thousands of years without accomplishing anything. We must fight for our own destiny. This border region should belong to Her Majesty Frilian. The winds of revival have already spread beyond Nymgford."

"go ahead!"

Inside the commander's tent, Commander Edgar received a stack of blood-stained reconnaissance maps, including a ground defense map of the elevator area that the reconnaissance team had risked their lives to deliver.

However, his expression grew even colder, because the soldiers alone were extremely terrifying.

Is it meaningful to get bogged down in specific deployments?

They're often gargoyles, tree guardians, ancient dragon worshippers, high-ranking Rodel knights, and the like... If they attack, I'd probably be unable to withstand it.

The remaining 20% ​​chance rested with the Farron Undead Legion. They stood on the outskirts of the camp, like a wall, leaning on their swords and gazing into the distance. Lord Cinder, the Watcher of the Abyss, sensed the approaching war and prepared to strike.

His presence served as a source of confidence for everyone, after all, he was a powerful figure capable of rivaling demigods.

"Unfortunately, the quality of our troops varies too much."

Seeing Edger's worried expression, the hero Samir comforted him, "We experienced their solid foundation when we fought back then. Don't expect to win in open battle. Keep an eye on them and defend. Be prepared to retreat."

"The enemy is also conducting reconnaissance. If we retreat, they will enter the lake area and pose a threat to Your Majesty."

"Although I would say that her personality is such that she prefers fighting in groups, it doesn't align with a soldier's duty. You need to make a choice, Edgar, and conserve your strength when necessary."

"of course."

He drew a line at the end of the Lake Lienia Avenue.

"Thanks to the road advantage, this is the limit of Stoneville City's rapid support. Stand still and adopt a defensive posture. We must stabilize the Blessed King's army and then wait for His Majesty to decide the outcome."

……

The Lienian Lowlands, a path leading to the cliffs of ancient ruins.

The group from the Volcano Mansion trudged through dense vegetation and advanced through a mining ruin, surrounded by mine shafts dug over the years and abandoned mine carts lying around.

Desolate and gloomy.

Long ago, the Altan Plateau and Lienia were connected by a huge mine, comparable in height to a divinely ordained tower. Climbing up the rock wall in this way also became a loophole under the surveillance of the royal city of Rodel.

"It's tiring to walk here every time."

Patch wiped the sweat from his brow. "And there are monster attacks all the time..."

"Given Lady Frilian's personality, she will definitely wipe this place out completely in the future."

He sighed upon hearing Laya's words.

That person's personality means they would never miss an opportunity to level up by fighting monsters, and they especially hate monsters that occupy mountains and hinder ecological restoration. They will likely have to reorganize the mining area. This also means they will control another route to the Yatan Plateau, and will be under surveillance.

How come I didn't know you had the qualities of a king before, and that you did a good job? Could it be that the King of Cinder could also become the king who rules over King's Landing?

call!

Suddenly, a Storm Eagle flew across the sky, its enormous wingspan and majestic posture unmistakable. Bathed in sunlight, its piercing eyes locked onto the mine.

It tilted its head curiously, then resolutely flew towards the massive rock wall support of the ancient ruins.

Out of caution, I didn't go inside, but I still got a general look.

The Stormhawk turned around, glanced at the Volcano Mansion and the others, and then flew away with satisfaction, speeding towards Stoneville City. Its flight altitude was high enough that most magic could not reach it, and its small size and agility made it an excellent aerial scout, an advantage for the Southern Army.

“Stormhawk has pledged allegiance to the new master of Stoneville City. It seems that Frilian listened to you and immediately sent spies to investigate.”

Laya nodded with satisfaction.

In her view, she had helped her friend, while Patch didn't bother to argue, knowing that this route would be exposed sooner or later anyway.

"So, the reconnaissance was just a quick glance?"

"Yes, because the real scout and main force is always herself. She only needs to confirm the approximate location. It's like a gourmet saving the best dishes for herself to savor alone."

While we were chatting, we spotted a small migrating group not far away. There were only a few hundred people, with their families in tow.

It wasn't a secret that there were scattered settlements in the area, but the problem was that they weren't discouraged at all. Rather than fleeing, they seemed to be seeking refuge, and they cautiously avoided them.

"Where are you all going?"

While asking the questions, Patch didn't forget to offer Rune as a token of goodwill to the village chief, considering it payment for his journey.

“My generous friend, we are certainly heading north of Lienia, to the city of Caria.”

"Although there are indeed some noble manor territories there, it's hardly a place where peace and stability can last. It might even be subject to war."

"I don't know. We just heard that things are a bit lively in Kalia Fortress. The strategist Igi received some nobles and issued a call to action. It seems that some agreement has been reached with the Soul King. We believe that Lienia will recover. Let's set off first, or we can always go south."

"Is that why?"

"Well, that's enough. Hope is important; at least it can prevent turning us into zombies... But it's alright, the healing magic will soon reach Lake District anyway."

The village chief spoke with genuine anticipation.

What does it matter if they have to leave their homes? They have been through a lot. The key is the long-lost hope. Before the Southern Army truly took control of the area, hope had already won over people's hearts and minds.

"You all believe in Frilian?"

"Yes."

"He's really an enviable guy. He's a magic fanatic, yet he's living a more and more righteous life."

Patch was filled with emotion, and finally offered a blessing: "Have a safe journey, your faith was right."

The two groups of people, who had just met, bid each other farewell and then embarked on their respective journeys.

The group from the Volcano Palace exchanged bewildered glances, all sensing the rapid pace of events. Had the Kalia royal family made a move? Even the Moon Princess behind them was planning a genuine intervention? Could it be a joint effort? Was the Faded One, Frilian, unafraid of the Two-Fingers incident?

Upon closer examination, the two do indeed share a lot in common: both are magicians, both are demigods, and both want to reclaim the academy.

In any case, she caused chaos as soon as she entered Lake Lienia, and she must return to report as soon as possible.

They quickened their pace.

……

The sun shines brightly in front of the academy, and iron hooves clatter between the defensive lines.