Frilian at Elden Ring

"Consider it me talking behind someone's back: Sir Hundred Wisdom's personality means he won't give you a direct response, or he simply doesn't care. His thoughts go far beyond the lives of an entire village, and he's secretly aware of many conspiracies, like a detached observer."

"I know, all you want is an answer. I hope this won't affect your hostility towards your godfather. At least you shouldn't be enemies now."

The mature Neferito must consider the bigger picture and not allow Frilian to become hostile to the Round Table.

If the two leading figures of the current "faded" movement were to break off relations, the hall would face a major collapse.

"Don't worry, I'm not one to fuss over details. Everyone has their own calculations and considerations."

The silver-haired girl looked around. "And I vaguely sensed other life forms; there might be survivors."

"That's great!"

Neferi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news; in a sense, it was a form of redemption and a comfort to the heart.

"The prerequisite is that we need to find this clever hider..."

That being said, Frillie had already narrowed down the general area, and her target was a large jar.

Not bad illusion.

No wonder they were able to fool the assassins who massacred the village, but they were no match for Frilian.

She winked at Neferi, who followed her to a large, sealed jar with a mottled exterior and a fermenting smell of spices.

Anyone would think it's a common fermentation tank found in villages.

However, for some reason, the female warrior felt the can in front of her tremble slightly, and she was very afraid of the two men's forceful observation. Why? Unfortunately, she really didn't know much about magic.

"If there are any survivors, I will definitely keep their story a secret."

Neferi said firmly.

“You’ve finally figured it out, but Sir Hundred-Mindedness will always find a way to verify it.”

"what?"

“It’s alright. This is the Lienia region, under the jurisdiction of the new Fragment King. He’s not the type to become hostile over such a trivial matter.”

Frillie's tone left no room for doubt, sounding like a promise.

Neferi nodded. Indeed, it's not always said that Soul King is wary of the elders of the Round Table; in reality, Sir Hundred Wisdoms is even more cautious about this newcomer.

He wouldn't have hastily retreated if he didn't care about Frilian's feelings.

"Alright, you've heard what you needed to hear. Show yourself, and I'll heal you."

Before he could finish speaking, the illusion with the canned food was broken.

Among them was a long-bearded, hunched old man who breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems you're not with those guys. My name is Elpas, esteemed demigod, and I extend my sincere greetings to you."

"You have injuries; they need to be treated first..."

At the same time, healing power shone in Frilian's hand, but the old man waved his hand to stop her, showing no will to live.

No amount of magic can save a life that has no intention of living, so she had to stop. For the people of this village, the end of the world had already happened, and there was no need to continue to live.

"This village is completely doomed. Those damned curse-wielders have destroyed everything. There are no sane people left."

"So what is your wish?"

"Your Majesty, please take this talisman with you. Don't let it fall into the hands of evildoers."

Elpas trembled as he handed over the right half of a secret tree talisman. It felt heavy in his hand, with mysterious relief patterns and a special magical imprint.

"Also, if you encounter a Platinum Child named Letina, please give her this. For us Platinum Children, there is a paradise on earth, a land that Fu can unlock with the key."

“We can’t move, so there’s no use for us. We might as well give it to Letina. She needs the talisman to complete her mission.”

"understood."

Frillie nodded solemnly.

At this moment, the old man's feet began to disappear; this was the inevitable end for the Son of Platinum.

She knelt on one knee, her hands clasped together, witnessing with the rites of a priest that Elpas had disappeared, his wish fulfilled, and he no longer needed to remain in a world of suffering.

Neferi sighed, rubbing her forehead. She had thought finding a survivor would offer some solace and prove she hadn't come too late. But she was still dead. She wondered if her soul would find peace.

They should be able to be safely delivered in the presence of the founder of soul magic.

A moment later, the silver-haired girl stood up. In fact, she took the opportunity to check the admonition on the ground. Sure enough, a kind player had pointed out Letina's location. Since that was the case, there was no need to waste any more time.

"I know where they are, and they're about to leave. What are you planning to do?"

"Return to the Round Table Hall."

Neferi, who hates evil as much as she does, gave a firm answer, insisting on expressing herself clearly even if she had already guessed the answer.

Everyone has their own unwavering will, so Frillie wouldn't stop or dissuade him, even if her friend might be in danger. Of course, given Sir Hundred's personality, he probably wouldn't care; it was just the slaughter of a village and a rebellious child.

The female warrior waved goodbye, her figure appearing somewhat hurried, as if everything in Platinum Village was condemning her, and she had to get back as soon as possible.

Suddenly she stopped and turned around, saying loudly:

“Frilian, the guild you established in Stoneville and your protection of the Faded Ones have allowed us to live like mercenaries. Now that we have been blessed and called, we should be righteous. Thank you for giving your colleagues this opportunity.”

"Opportunities are something you have to seize yourself, but I heard from the report that everyone did a good job."

“My godfather once said that no one in the world could be king. I think even Sir Hundred-Mindedness has a day when he miscalculates. He was speaking from a systemic perspective, making a high and mighty assertion because he knew secrets that others did not.”

"—You're so wrong. The king reigns supreme because of his power and character, because of the will of the people. Frilian, you certainly possess the demeanor of the King of Elden."

"Farewell."

Neferi smiled and then strode away.

Frillie, who remained where she was, pondered why Sir Hundred Wisdom believed that no more kings would emerge. Was the reason within the Golden Tree system?

Forget it, I shouldn't follow that kind of rambling thinking.

She will rule the capital city no matter what, not just for herself. Too many people expect the Soul King to rule the borderlands, and she cannot ignore the enthusiasm of her supporters who have followed her all the way.

"That soldier had a sense of bewilderment about his shattered worldview."

Melina murmured, "It's a real shame that the beliefs I've held so firmly for have been denied."

"She can pull through. The key is not to get stuck in a rut with yourself. There's always a way to overcome difficulties."

"Perhaps that day will come for me too."

"I am here."

Frilian's easy words startled her slightly. Indeed, there was probably nothing in the world that could shake the faded one; this steadfastness unconsciously infected others.

Without Frilian's exemplary strength, Neferi would likely be even more confused.

As for herself? After Melina learned about the Shadowlands and a series of secrets hidden by Marika, she felt that her mission was not so grand anymore.

We should learn more about the whole situation before making a decision. We shouldn't add any fantasies about sacrificing ourselves to save the world. Even if it's not for her life, we should help our partner learn more about the truth of the border area before making a decision.

"Also, that secret scepter refers to the sacred tree. How much do you know about it?"

"All I know is that it's a paradise nurtured by the goddess Michaela, the residence of the Valkyrie Malenia... but why does Elpas feel at ease there?"

"Because the creator advocated equality among all races, everyone worked together to build the sacred tree, and even the Platinum Son was active."

"It's a powerful ideal."

Frilian gave Michaela's achievements a second glance.

It's too difficult to advocate for inclusion in border areas. Admittedly, aside from ominous signs, the special existence of Mad Fire has affected other Platinum Children to some extent, but prejudice is not so easy to overcome.

Since the sacred tree is still alive, it proves that the path has been followed, and has gone quite far.

"It turns out that this secret talisman leads to a paradise on earth."

Freya muttered to herself as she weighed the treasure in her hand. She had no desire for it, as she always kept her promises, but she was very interested in the sacred tree.

The northernmost point?

Unfortunately, it's too far away. If we can't even get past the Altar Plateau, everything will be in vain. We can only leave the paradise created by the gods to be explored in the future. Anyway, we'll have to go and see it sooner or later.

"Although Michaela is currently missing, how does she compare to Lani if ​​you had to choose?"

"I have never met him in person... Judging solely from his deeds, he is a very capable and charismatic natural leader."

"Therefore, many people felt that besides Marika, only Michaela was suitable to be a god."

"I have to see it with my own eyes to know for sure. I do have a good eye for people."

Melina couldn't help but feel sorry.

"You think you have a keen eye for people? You just don't care if you get scammed, so you go and try things out yourself. You trust everyone and are always willing to help."

She then changed the subject: "But that's what makes a true king, trusting that people won't hesitate to lend a helping hand."

"To clarify, except for Patch."

"I won't take up any more of your time. Now that you know Letina's location, let's set off quickly. As you would have it, the more people you help, the more allies you'll gain."

Upon hearing this, Frilian immediately summoned her spirit horse, and she sat behind it, heading towards the cave at the edge of the lake.

If Melina were to comment, the accomplished Michaela exudes an air of superiority, as if she were observing the fusion of each race from a superior vantage point, an atmosphere similar to when her partner was researching magic.

While actions speak louder than words, it's impossible to ignore Michaela's true character. Of course, I'll support whichever witch I choose.

Half a day later.

Torret, who had been speeding along, arrived at a crystal cave.

A chilling aura swept over them, a rarity in the perpetually summery Lienia, suggesting that the cave below was quite deep. A closer look revealed signs of a struggle on the cave walls, indicating the presence of monsters.

After dismounting, Frilian activates the blessing, as usual, using a staff and shield.

Regardless of strength, one can never be too careful when exploring a maze. Powerful enemies will most likely attack openly, while these guys hiding in the shadows have no scruples.

Sure enough, a monster appeared.

They resemble snails, raising their heads to spew out crystalline projectiles; even though they are not fast, their sheer numbers make them a formidable threat.

Encountering this type of attack with a simple trajectory, she chose to deflect it using the Topus Field. With a bang, the projectile, under precise magical control, returned along its original path, blasting several monsters to pieces. But that wasn't all; next up was Frilian's barrage.

Hymo shells!

The attack, imbued with immense magical power, instantly overwhelmed the target, sending flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Frilian never showed mercy to monsters that weren't human. Treating it as an experiment with new magic, she sent the Heimon cannonballs hurtling through the air, each one creating a shockwave. Earth and rocks clashed violently, and flames swept through.