Frilian at Elden Ring

Frillie's idea was simple: the more people who had basic knowledge, the more geniuses would emerge.

Imagine if Vlamé's talent had been buried and not pursued on the path of magic, wouldn't that be such a pity?

One of the few benefits of war is that it drives technological progress. Since the major kingdoms are willing to contribute to this, why not join in and take advantage of the demon threat to take root magic in people's hearts and minds, and even influence the form of civilization?

"understood."

"You don't look like you understand. Just wait and see."

Vlamé possesses a mindset beyond his years regarding magic; these profound questions require experience and gradual learning.

The two then proceeded to the banquet hall, where a lively scene unfolded before them. Bathed in the light of crystal chandeliers, long tables were laden with delicacies. Nobles in suits clinked glasses and laughed frequently. Clearly, everyone was very satisfied with the meeting.

The next moment, their gazes focused on him.

Anyone would be drawn to Frilian's unique aura, naturally standing at the center. What kind of person possesses such depth and gravitas?

Everyone present was a well-traveled and knowledgeable person, yet they had not expected their VIP to be so special.

People first noticed the silver-haired girl's aura, and then they noticed her magic, which was like a blazing sun in the sky, with the smoke column not only drifting but spreading into the air.

Does it sway slightly upon closer inspection? Is it just my imagination?

In any case, the actual magic power far exceeded this terrifying display, surpassing the combined power of everyone present.

Wayne stepped forward and said, "President Frilian, let me introduce you..."

“I am an envoy from the Southern Kingdom.”

The group then came to their senses and began chatting with each other. Some of them greeted Vlame, but she quickly declined.

Since she couldn't get a word in edgewise, she decided to eat, eat, eat. Putting everything else aside, the food was absolutely delicious, and some of the special cooking methods were unheard of.

The food was far superior to the average cooking skills in Elf Village. It was delicious and visually appealing, with a variety of precious ingredients such as fish, mutton, beef, and pork. You could eat as much as you wanted, and there was plenty to go around.

The red-haired girl sitting at the dessert table ate while looking around the room, her expression growing increasingly surprised.

Surprisingly, Frilian is quite adept at these kinds of social situations!

She chatted effortlessly with countless nobles she was meeting for the first time, discussing everything under the sun, her eyebrows dancing with excitement, nodding frequently...

"Aren't you a shut-in elf?"

"Could it be that she traveled around before I became her apprentice? Sister Adele didn't mention it either."

Vlame realized another powerful talent in the God-era magician.

She seemed to understand the tricks of these nobles very well, easily fooling them. With her keen hearing, she could tell that a considerable number of them planned to invest in and support the association, and the amount was so large that the red-haired girl almost choked on her food.

what?

Could it be that Master is using some kind of hypnotic magic? But none of the methods for identifying hypnosis apply, and all signs indicate that they are doing it willingly, which makes it even more absurd.

Either the magic is so profound that it leaves no trace, or Frilian's negotiation skills are comparable to magic.

At this moment, Vlame saw the exhausted Wayne sit down opposite him.

"Your master is really amazing. Those nobles that I couldn't even persuade were actually willing to support the association. Now we have more funding."

He changed the subject, "Did you know that Lady Frillien might have been active in the mythological era?"

The red-haired girl shook her head in bewilderment.

"Those who haven't experienced great trials and tribulations can't cultivate that kind of temperament; it might even make the communicator forget the elves' indifference."

"Even if it was just a polite social skill, it was still at an extremely high level."

With that in mind, Wayne felt much more at ease. He had been struggling with the association's construction, but now it had made a huge leap forward. As expected of Lady Frilian, she was truly talented in every way.

It doesn't matter when she developed her skills; what matters is that they can help the entire association, and she herself gains an elevated title in return.

“I think there are many things that my master is unwilling or too lazy to do, but when he gets serious, he is still very capable.”

"I can't see the slowness of an elf in that person."

"Besides feelings, I guess."

Despite her seemingly sophisticated and worldly appearance, Frilian is actually quite indifferent and rarely shows any emotion. She usually maintains a detached demeanor and is rarely touched by anything.

As her apprentice, I can't see anything about her that's worth my concern. She's only interested in magical experiments, and now she's planning to popularize magic.

Part of the consideration was probably to observe the effect of their magic on the general public, which was also a kind of experiment.

Wayne nodded repeatedly, "That's really reliable."

The two chatted and ate, and the banquet ended in no time, each having gained something from the experience.

Vlame planned to leave early, guessing that his master and the city lord still had some important topics to discuss with the nobles who had come to admire him... However, he himself did not escape the adulation, because the first youngest magician in history was born.

She even had to reveal a couple of magical abilities, which immediately amazed everyone. Besides, the number one genius of her generation was already famous and they were completely convinced.

With a few more years of development, he should be a true number one genius, no qualifier needed.

Human geniuses are truly endless.

"The war between the demons may seem fierce, but I believe that in the long run, victory will ultimately belong to us."

"Mage Vlame, please take care of me from now on."

Seeing this, the red-haired girl had no choice but to respond one by one. Fortunately, Frillie, who had noticed this, arrived in time to discuss the matter together, which relieved some of the pressure. "Was it really this tiring? I wish I hadn't come."

Just as Vlame was about to slip away, his master stopped him, saying, "Watch and learn more. You'll have to go through this sooner or later anyway. Didn't you claim to be taking human magic to new heights?"

"necessary."

Her initial enthusiasm was quickly dampened, and she immediately berated herself for being so naive and easily swayed.

A banquet of pivotal significance in the history of the Magic Academy was underway, after which it would enter a period of rapid expansion, and the main figures involved would naturally become famous, with news gradually spreading from Northwind Fortress.

But what caused the biggest upheaval in the wizarding world was Frilian's public lecture.

It's not simply about teaching one or two spells, but about introducing a new school of thought.

135

Chapter 135 Frillian's Sermon.

Northwind Fortress, Magic Association Branch.

Despite its impressive name, it was actually just a long-abandoned estate that had only recently been tended to, overgrown with weeds and covered in rust. Vines climbed the fence, swaying wildly in the sunlight.

It was originally donated by a nobleman who didn't want it, and now the fledgling association is in such dire straits.

Even its location isn't great; it's situated in the old town area.

Just across the street from the residential area, you can clearly hear the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, playing cards, and loud conversations, as well as children playing around from time to time.

Today, the long-unopened manor gates creaked open as Wayne arrived with Frilian and Vlamé.

"Cough cough!"

The red-haired girl coughed violently from the dust and fanned herself in front of the dust.

"I'm sorry, you two."

The city lord, who was acting as the introducer, was most embarrassed: "I didn't expect it to be so dilapidated. As a future branch and the venue for the first public lecture by the Divine Era Magicians, it's far too shabby. I'll find another place immediately..."

"I think it's good."

Frillie snapped her fingers, and the vines that were originally overgrown with weeds bloomed into flowers, filling the air with fragrance. With her current skill level, she could easily create a sea of ​​flowers on the spot.

Moreover, she is researching methods to restore the border area, which needs to be more colorful.

"President, this place is too remote. We're likely to lose a lot of listeners. They might not want to come to a street that's too... lively."

"You mean the audience? Aren't there plenty of people?"

The silver-haired girl pointed to the manor gate, and before they knew it, many commoner children curiously gathered around, even some of their parents couldn't stop them. Some servants tried to stop them, but were glared at by Frilian and had to give up.

No wonder.

For them, the treasure trove they used to explore as children suddenly became owned.

Besides, a field of flowers suddenly appeared here, and children love this colorful feeling.

“If they are willing to listen, I would welcome them.”

Frillie said dismissively, "Volamey started his magical education at the same age."

"Well, I see."

Seeing that the other party did not change their mind, Wayne had no choice but to let things take their course.

He didn't care; if this slight inconvenience would deter the nobles from coming, then it was their loss.

Although I haven't heard about Frilian's teaching level yet, a teacher who can produce the number one genius among her peers must be quite good. Don't underestimate the long accumulation of knowledge and experience of an elf mage; she is not to be underestimated.

Everyone began cleaning, each doing their assigned task.

At the same time, they didn't forget to use magic to move tables, chairs, blackboards, and other equipment.

Such a lively scene naturally attracts people, drawing in even more curious onlookers.

On a whim, Vlame gave the children candy. Because of her frequent visits to Northwind Keep and her renowned reputation, everyone trusted her. Hearing that the great heroine who saved the keep had arrived, they flocked to the scene.

Unfortunately, I have already rushed to the temporary branch's library and am carefully examining each magic book, not allowing anyone else to interfere.

Doorway.

"Mage Vlame, are you simply giving lectures? Can we listen in together?"

"I'll definitely come and support it if it's free."

"My child is quite smart; perhaps he can join the association..."

The red-haired girl answered all the questions with grace and composure, speaking fluently and engaging in lively conversation. She was more comfortable interacting with ordinary people; the aristocratic banquet of the past few days had made her feel alienated.

Moreover, these people actually started calling her "Your Excellency the Mage," which sounded much better, and she could be considered someone with a title.

The association is great.

So when Vlame got excited, he promoted it tirelessly and even performed a few fun magic tricks, which drew gasps from the crowd, as it was such a rare sight.

The vast majority of magicians today are so arrogant that they believe knowledge need not be shown to mortals.

However, it's not appropriate to gossip about Frilian's only disciple, not to mention that she herself is already a renowned mage, whose achievements, character, and prestige are all impeccable and can be considered perfect.