Frilian at Elden Ring

The knights were united in their hatred of the enemy, and their morale was even higher than before.

Everyone knows that the two sides will cooperate for a long time to come. More importantly, in the eyes of the royal city, the Kalia faction has once again raised the banner of rebellion and has even chosen the configuration of gods and kings. Isn't this a thorn in their side? The Golden Faction nobles will be very nervous.

The King of Blessing was the kind of person who neither declared himself king nor allowed the traitors he called kings to do so; he was simply disgusting.

The Kalia knights, who value honor and tradition, do not mind teaching intruders a lesson.

It seems things are progressing more smoothly than expected.

Frilian readily agreed to Mugram's request, and Lani also mentioned that some nobles had already sent troops to their aid, which was part of her assistance.

The only question now is: should we set off immediately to stop the army of the Blessed King?

Despite the silver-haired girl's triumphant return, she was actually covered in dust and grime, her silver armor was deformed and twisted, and the mage himself was torn, with congealed bloodstains on his skin. Apart from his spirit, every part of him conveyed that he was in poor condition.

Although her willpower is admirable, she doesn't seem capable of fighting another battle. If we include the Red Wolf of Radagan, wouldn't she be engaged in a continuous war of attrition with three powerful opponents?

Melina stepped forward and suggested, "You should rest a little longer, at least a day later before trying to figure something out."

"No, we have to be quick."

She glanced into the distance, where lightning flashed and thunder roared to the east of Lienia.

She couldn't observe any magical fluctuations from such a distance, so she trusted her intuition, which told her that the war situation there was dire and that she needed to rush to their aid as soon as possible.

Everyone could see Frillie's worry. Although they didn't know who she was responding to, their conclusion was correct.

“Disciple, we’ll clean up the battlefield here and deal with the disobedient fellows while we’re at it.”

Seren said, "Go quickly if you need to provide support, otherwise Mr. Edgar and the Farron Undead Legion won't be able to hold out for long."

"Yes, Markitt will not easily engage in a direct confrontation with a demigod-level enemy. He is very cautious and will definitely use the advantage of his legion to suppress them."

"What do you mean?"

A hint of regret flashed across Lani's face as she faced Frilian's question.

"During the War of Shattered Souls, my elder brother had already used gravity magic to fly over the city walls. Even if there were unexpected demigod enemies, they could be defeated, but the opponents also included ancient dragon believers, the Knights of Rodel, and other top heroes... In the end, we had no choice but to retreat."

"Since Markitt brought a complete army this time, he must be using group warfare."

"You must be careful. The elite troops of the royal city, when working together, are enough to suppress a demigod. Moreover, they have a lot of ways to deal with magic. Don't fall into a trap."

The same words were also used to remind Rataen's brother.

Pity.

If the Red Lion Legion had stormed into the royal city back then, history would have been rewritten. The current state of the border region is a product of various failed plans. In the end, who completed the conspiracy?

No one knows, and there's no point in dwelling on it. In any case, a new round of competition will be initiated by a new fragmented monarch.

After nodding, Frillie took the elixir again to replenish her magic and stamina.

Isn't it just a matter of leaders taking turns at crucial moments? We've been through it before; it's just a thoroughly enjoyable protracted battle. Besides, it's simpler than before, and with so many allies helping us, there's no reason not to press on.

One's own physical condition is not the most important thing; what is important is to rekindle the magic academy's offensive power and make up for the lack of morale by joining forces.

"You've made up your minds? Mugram, Frilian, you two are the core."

Lani received responses from both of them.

"Actually, my remote projection during this awakening has reached its limit, but I will hold on until you return, for Mother, for Lienia. See you later."

"We hope Your Highness can work with us to stabilize the academy."

Seren suggested in a timely manner that they should use the claim of the Kalia royal family to endorse their claim in order to subdue most of the factions within the academy.

They exchanged a glance in agreement. If it weren't for Frilian, the two, who were completely unrelated, wouldn't even have communicated, let alone worked together to control the academy.

Half of the soldiers in Stoneville were sent as reinforcements to the east.

However, the officer raised a question: "Wait a minute, we're too far away, will we make it in time?"

"Fortunately, there aren't many of you. Since you're an elite team, you can get there quickly via a portal, for example, by heading to the Church of Bonds."

Lani pointed in a direction.

"When the Golden Conquest took place, Mother and Father made their marriage vows in the church, bringing prosperity to Lakeland. Today, we set out from the Church of Our Bond to revitalize the Borderlands. The Golden Tree needs a new king to prove himself to the world."

"You can wait for me here, see you later."

Frilian waved her hand, leading the Dragon Eater Legion and the Kalia Knights led by Mugram toward the teleportation point. They advanced in silence, prepared for the worst.

The enemy is the elite of the royal army, the strongest offensive force in the border region, with unfathomable depths of power.

Who knows what new things might emerge, but in any case, this battle is inevitable.

The remaining large-scale troops rushed to the center via other shortcuts, while most of the rapidly mobile forces in the south and lake areas converged on the east, determined to win.

That's really straightforward.

Before they could even sense the atmosphere of despair, the group hurriedly left.

Lani took a deep breath as she watched Lani's retreating figure. Where was the leisure for careful deliberation? The Borderlands thought the Moon Princess was a rare schemer, but little did they know she was more adept at improvisation. Her actions with her two brothers back then were decisive and swift, even surpassing mere planning. Could they have been wrong?

If we think about it further, can we discover some potential pitfalls?

Or at least be able to save one of your brothers? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so isolated and helpless now...

There are no "what ifs" in life.

Looking back, the conspiracies in the Shattered War were intricately intertwined, and perhaps Lani's scheming on that night with the black knife was just one link in the chain. All parties were involved, sabotaging each other's plans and collectively creating the worst possible outcome.

"Good luck to you. Get through this first, then there will be a future."

"Your Highness, do you think Frilian can succeed?"

Don't be fooled by Serian's outward support; he's actually working tirelessly behind the scenes.

She actually wanted to stop her apprentice, but that would inevitably run counter to the path of becoming king. Now, burdened with so many faded souls, she was no longer in control of her own destiny and had to step forward when necessary.

The Southern Army is the Soul King's reliance and foundation; it must not be lost to the evil spirits' attack.

"If I were in my prime to fight against Markit and the royal army, I could at least save my life. But if I fought against Mother, it's hard to say."

How difficult?

"It's very difficult, but there's nothing we can do but wait for the results."

Having witnessed her two brothers' attack on the royal city, Lani thought she was numb, but her passion was still ignited and she was filled with worry. It was a war for kings, and if she couldn't help, she could only wait.

Could it be that a second chance is coming?

She should be more proactive and make this body able to fight longer, so that the situation of her allies fighting in the royal city while she is unable to provide support will not happen again.

"Professor Seren, I've heard that the Soul Magic school has achieved quite a few results. Could you describe them to me?"

"It was mainly invented by Frilian, but her teaching skills are definitely not as good as mine, so I'll just tell you some key points..."

The two tried to distract themselves by exchanging magical insights, but things didn't go as planned.

Soon, Stormhawk brought news of a critical situation for the Southern Army. It had missed its chance to meet with its master, but fortunately, the group had already set off. Adhering to the principle of not wasting information, Seren opened the letter and immediately broke the magical seal.

As one of her most trusted confidantes, she was naturally entitled to access urgent military intelligence.

"what happened?"

As an ally, Lani is very concerned about this conflict.

"...Reconnaissance has revealed that the Royal Army has reinforced its forces with a batch of heroic combatants, so the Southern Army is definitely not going to be able to hold out and is considering retreating. Therefore, we hope to receive a reply from the King."

The two exchanged a glance, then looked towards the dark clouds in the east. This could no longer be called a friction incident; it should be called the Battle of the Church of Bonds.

114

Chapter 114 The Faded Ones Battle Against a Rare Powerhouse Again.

The end of Lienia Avenue.

The army of the royal city marched across a distance never before covered in thousands of years, shaking the earth and unleashing a chilling aura.

Rain poured down from the heavens, lightning flashed and thunder roared, accompanied by magic and prayers bombarding the southern army's fortress. Each release created ruins, demonstrating its terrifying power.

In terms of attack capabilities, they are equally impressive; the world's number one team has no weaknesses.

The two sides had been attacking and defending the end of the road for five hours, while the Stoneville side kept retreating to the next line of defense, leaving behind many losses, and many people died at the Golden Tree.

The Night Cavalry Regiment was in charge of the operation and proceeded in an orderly manner.

"The rain has lessened, prepare for a rain of arrows—"

Whoosh!

Black streaks of light fell from the sky, indistinguishable as raindrops or arrows, before finally striking down and claiming lives. Even hiding behind makeshift walls was useless; the power was too great, instantly shattering the brickwork and killing the target.

Even Edgar, who was in the middle or rear, was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and only managed to hold on after taking a sip of medicine.

They dared not even move or pull it out easily, because the archer's strength was too great, the arrowhead had barbs, and touching it carelessly could easily cause excessive blood loss.

"Has Stormhawk, whom we sent to the Magic Academy to request aid from His Majesty, returned?"

"No news at the moment."

"If this continues, we won't be able to hold out for much longer."

The hero Samirgu, standing nearby, suggested, "Since we can't win anyway, let's all go in and inflict losses on them, creating conditions for a retreat to Stoneville to fight a defensive battle."

"I could also take the opportunity to kill a few."

The black-knife assassin agreed and was eager to try.

In reality, they had already fought a round, covered in blood and wounds, and had only just returned to catch their breath. After all, surviving a battle against the vanguard of the royal city was already a feat, and the enemy's strength was no less formidable than it had been back then.

However, when he chose to follow Frilian, he knew this day would come sooner or later. Anyway, at worst, he would fight a fierce battle to convey his determination. No one in the borderlands is afraid of death.

No, I'm still afraid of bad omens.

If your soul is absorbed by the Ominous Horn, don't expect to be reincarnated; this is indeed a concern for many of Malkit's opponents.

No wonder the saying "heroes shed blood in the broken war" must have been true for both sides, since some defenders may have had their souls absorbed as well, so this assessment is not necessarily all praise.

In short, he is indeed a difficult enemy to deal with, and we must avoid his sharp edge.

Rumble!

The constant explosions and the smoke and dust from collapsing buildings meant that the defenses were about to crumble, and perhaps the suggestions from the Black Knife Assassin and the Ancient Hero Samir should be carefully considered.