Frilian at Elden Ring

Melina stepped forward and said, "Rumor has it that Platinum Village once preserved a secret treasure that leads to the other side of the distant ice plains at the border. I don't know if it's true or not, but it might attract covetous eyes."

"Assuming the spy was ordered by Sir Hundred Wisdoms, he should have been to various parts of the borderlands, and may even have met the Valkyrie..."

“No, it’s possible that someone brought the magic to him. According to that guy, isn’t it possible that he’s connected to some Lord of Cinder? Frilian, you’ve brought about a change.”

"And it might not be the Lord of Cinder; there could be other monsters."

For example, the Abyssal Creatures, which have already demonstrated their power, could potentially be controlled with a little research. In terms of methods, this elder of the Round Table should have no shortage of them; no wonder he was able to obtain the Crimson Ionia magic.

Even so, he still wanted to find a way to reach the legendary land and was secretly plotting.

Frillie became increasingly certain because the fragmented information from the players' advice confirmed her suspicions. In any case, Sir Hundred Wisdoms was involved and was indeed up to no good behind the scenes.

someone!

The constantly maintained range of magical perception detected a familiar face.

She strode forward, only to find Neferi squatting on the ground, looking dejected. Neferi had also noticed the uninvited guest.

The two exchanged a glance, their unspoken understanding unspoken.

Clearly, this righteous faded one wasn't the murderer, but she must know something. And she probably guessed that Frilian was patrolling the territory; based on Frilian's past, her logic isn't hard to deduce.

"...What do you think of the tragic situation here?"

"It's a pity that they had been living in seclusion for so long in order to find a better lakeside, but they died before dawn. There is no greater tragedy than this."

“I saw the same thing when I was a child. The weak were brutally violated, robbed, and murdered... It was a living hell. I'm not a child anymore, so I'm here to avenge them. Let those people know they'll pay the price.”

Neferi pointed to the fire pit altar not far away, where an evil aura emanated.

There is also a murderer.

Now that Frilian had realized there was no escaping it, she was more curious about something else: "Do you know who's behind this? If I may be so bold, it's most likely Sir Hundred-Minded."

“I have some guesses, but I’m not sure. My godfather has always told me that he’s working on rebuilding the border area, not destroying it.”

"You can have your own thoughts; the rest is your private matter."

"Yes, let's not worry about that for now..."

After saying this, Neferi stood up and gripped her battle axe tightly, but her movements were somewhat stiff, and her eyes flickered. She was now confused, unsure how to face her adoptive father—did he really have another side?

She knew all too well the traces of the spy. Who was the person who adopted her and kept saying he cared about the common people?

"Fight in this state?"

Frilian glanced at the ominous hunter in the distance. "You'll be caught off guard by him, even if I help you."

"Feel sorry."

"Don't feel apologetic, Neferi, don't let your thoughts affect your power. You are an excellent warrior, you survived the battlefield of demigods, and you fought alongside me in the War of Nymgford. Prove that you can continue to be competent. Can you?"

Neferi nodded firmly, her gaze piercing.

Although she longed to confront her adoptive father right now, the battle at hand was more important.

The trials of the past have armed him, and he has become even stronger after being brought to the stage of demigods by Frilian. A warrior should first and foremost possess courage and must be single-minded.

"Let's say hello first."

A broom star shot whizzed towards the ominous hunter.

He reacted instantly, scrambling to dodge, but the radiant stone still exploded with a deafening roar. Surprisingly, it caused little harm, only leaving him covered in dust. Who would launch such an insulting sneak attack?

This power was enough to severely injure him, yet he deliberately held back, as if he were reserving the battle for someone else...

Before their eyes appeared a silver-haired girl with twin ponytails, wearing a crown and adorned with Ionian flowers. She wore a mage's robe, a red cloak on her left shoulder, and her simple demi-human queen's staff in her right hand glowed with purple magic.

The female warrior wielding a battle axe beside him was insignificant; she was frightening enough on her own. Why would the mighty King of the Fragments come to Platinum Village?

Gravity ball.

The next moment, the Ominous Hunter witnessed the purple orb released from the top of the development, which forcibly pulled him into the air, causing him to fall uncontrollably towards the enemy, giving him no chance to escape.

With a thud, he fell onto the blood-smelling mud, then immediately rolled over and stood up, his two large hammers poised to strike.

"Even if you are a demigod, don't push your luck."

However, the silver-haired girl lost interest and withdrew her magic, handing it over to the warriors who were eager to fight.

125

Chapter 125 Michaela can be a hero.

Neferi cleared her mind of these chaotic thoughts and focused her gaze on the murderous enemy before her.

Whether the ominous hunter was ordered to come here or was taking advantage of the chaos, it doesn't matter. Today you've run into the line of fire and must be dealt with severely.

This group, which claims to be hunting evil omens, is actually extremely violent themselves. The group is a mixed bag, and it seems to be using hatred to justify killing. Besides, his hands are stained with the blood of the people of Platinum Village.

We must avenge them.

Or perhaps it's to avenge her tragic childhood.

"Just you?"

The Ominous Hunter sneered, "I've killed far too many warriors to even be heard of."

He was more concerned about the movements of the Fragment King, but when Frilian put away her staff and put on a katana, she completely abandoned her magic abilities, which was utterly foolish.

Although such a blatant underestimation of his own performance made the Ominous Hunter's veins bulge, it was still an opportunity. Otherwise, he had no confidence in surviving against the number one mage in the borderlands. Now, there was a sliver of hope for escape...

boom!

Unexpectedly, the female warrior caught up first, and her battle axe struck the hammer with a crisp sound.

However, the Stigma Hunter's hammer was covered in serrations, and with a change of tactics, he gently hooked the sharp edge, while at the same time, he smashed the hammer in his other hand hard towards the target's face.

Unexpectedly, a long sword was easily deflected.

Amidst the sparks of friction, he clearly saw Frilian deftly deflect the attack, her movements fluid and effortless despite the difference in weaponry and size.

This parry caused the hunter to pause briefly, and he quickly rolled away to barely dodge Neferi's opportunistic attack.

"Thank you, but unfortunately I still couldn't perform at my full potential."

"Don't worry about it. I'm here. I don't care about your combat performance. I just want to see Neferi's warrior spirit."

The two charged simultaneously, one on defense and the other on offense, with Frilian's deflected blade protecting her teammate. Several attacks from the Ominous Hunter missed their mark, leaving him sweating profusely with anxiety.

Even with the ominous helmet on, her panic was evident. Even though the silver-haired girl didn't attack first, she had already taken control of the battle and was just a hair's breadth away from losing.

Click!

The fierce attack from Neferi caused cracks to appear on the surface of the hammer.

Her movements became faster and faster, her attack paths were clear yet unpredictable, and each move was more powerful than the last. Her body seemed to be surrounded by an ice storm, making her a true Southern warrior.

The condition is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Frilian should focus on providing support, reducing her defensive efforts and instead blocking the target's escape routes. This guy can't be let go; his corpse should serve as a warning to those who cause trouble in Lienia, a testament to the consequences of such an act, a deterrent to others and upholding order.

On the other hand, the Ominous Hunter was sweating profusely, never expecting that the warrior he had looked down on was so strong!

"You're just ignorant. She's a recognized expert here in the South."

The silver-haired girl gave a mocking smile.

"damn it--"

He suddenly threw out a throwing knife, which bounced off with a series of clanging sounds. Taking advantage of the opening, the Ominous Hunter threw out a smoke bomb to hide.

The operation was performed smoothly and seamlessly, clearly indicating that it had been done several times already.

But it didn't work within Frilian's perception range, so she used the Gravity Ball spell again. The immense pulling force sent the Ominous Hunter flying back, not even having time to grab onto anything.

He panicked when he faced the two faded ones again, after all, even his hope of escape had been dashed.

The ominous hunter roared angrily and swung his hammer haphazardly in an attack.

Instead, the murderer lost his will to fight first.

Now I understand completely: once you're targeted by a Fragment King, there's no escaping it. If this guy hadn't been deliberately creating opportunities for his teammates, it would have been over long ago. This humiliation and despair are enough to overwhelm anyone.

Boom!

Seizing the opening, Neferi struck him hard in the abdomen with the side of her battle axe. In an instant, his internal organs churned and he coughed up blood, flying away as if he had no bones.

"That was satisfying, now it's over."

She laughed loudly, "Since you are the King of Lienia, then you shall be the one to execute him."

After venting her frustrations, Neferi felt much better.

Frillie nodded and stepped forward, only to find the heavily wounded Ominous Hunter waving his hands and begging for mercy, saying, "I know information about this place. Can you spare my life in exchange for my knowledge, Your Majesty?"

"You must have heard similar pleas for mercy many times, right? What did you do?"

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. The next moment, he felt a chill on his neck and chest as a sharp knife tip pierced his heart, killing him instantly.

The sins of the ominous hunters have ended, along with the murders committed under the guise of hunting. Such extremists, who thrive on the borderlands, are chaotic elements intolerable to the established order and should be eliminated.

Obtain the item [Furnace Tumor Amulet].

In ancient times, it was said that amulets were made from tumors that combined various biological features and grew on the human body.

[Can reduce head injuries and impact]

This is a remnant of the furnace where life began.

This is also a localized, skipped-generation inheritance, which held sacred significance in ancient times.

However, as civilization developed, it was seen as a symbol of defilement.

The effect was negligible, and it wasn't particularly outstanding among Frillie's many treasures, but the descriptions contained some value. It corroborated the history of the border region, where omens were once considered auspicious signs, not ominous ones.

The appearance of the furnace is considered auspicious, but it is a different story after the Eternal Goddess Marika established the laws of the Soul Return System.

Forget it.

That's not the point. Issues like the Child of Ominous Signs are not something I need to consider from my own perspective. I can think about them when I'm on the throne of Elden.

After putting away the amulet, she asked, "What are your plans next? Are you going to confront Sir Hundred Wisdom?"

"Yes, I want to see the real godfather."