Frilian at Elden Ring

"That commotion just now was really exaggerated, as expected of you guys."

The usually drunken elf girl was now full of energy, because the terrifying corrosive energy had just caused a massive earthquake, making it seem like a landslide was imminent.

Millie Adele wiped her forehead and asked, "How was it? Finally done?"

"of course."

This answer means that the most lethal magic in the Battle of Northwind Fortress is now under control, and the demons will have a tough time from now on.

However, they did not know that Frilian did all this to repair the corruption in Gelid. Although they would face interference from corrupt gods at the border, once they understood the basic principles, they would not be easily disturbed. He was not strong enough to directly affect them.

Finally, we can proceed with the Galid-related plans with peace of mind. Otherwise, we would have struggled to make progress in the face of the corrupt environment, and it would not have been worth fighting for a region destined to become a wasteland.

Now she has every reason to conquer.

"In short, I may be entering a long period of slumber, so the affairs of the village will depend on you all. Milie Adele, be extra vigilant. Vlame, you can try to take on some tasks in the surrounding areas. But don't worry, I'll be there to support you no matter which side needs help."

The two nodded, trusting Frillie's actions all along.

Despite being one of the sleepiest elves, she can actually react instantly to any situation.

Moreover, the village's combat strength is incomparable to what it used to be; the elf village can handle most of the trouble on its own.

The silver-haired girl, who understood this as well, strode towards the room.

The remaining experimental materials were categorized and sealed away. After the person with the highest authority left, the core part of the underground laboratory would be completely sealed, and there would be no related projects for a short period of time.

In contrast, the turbulent borderlands require one to take charge and find the second large rune as soon as possible, so as to have the initiative to claim the title of king.

"I'm going to be busy this time."

After stretching, Frillie combed her hair and changed into her pajamas, then took a deep breath and lay down to sleep.

She simultaneously enveloped her body with a barrier and deployed guards.

As the magic was activated, consciousness dissipated, and the radiance of the golden tree came into view. The drifting catkins were the lingering warmth of past favors; they had returned.

Beyond the fog, at the border.

138

Chapter 138 Monger's Conspiracy.

Frillie awoke in an elegant, antique room filled with books.

As a room in the attic of the magic academy, one can even see the edge of the distant Yatan Plateau through the window, vaguely hidden in the mist.

Real Lucalia is built entirely on a huge rock, reaching a height of over 300 meters. If you include the giant rocks that rise from the base, it's even more impressive, spiraling upwards to overlook the lake.

"Nice view, good morning."

Good morning, you've been asleep for quite some time.

Melina asked with concern, "You must be recovering from your injury, right? Are you feeling better?"

"Do not worry."

I returned occasionally along the way, mainly because I was busy with the association's affairs with Vlame and didn't have time to take care of the official business in the border area.

She stretched, then washed up and got dressed.

The servants, who had been waiting for a long time, prepared a meal for Frilian after a long absence. At the same time, a bell rang in the attic, which was the agreed-upon signal that the king had awakened again, bringing peace of mind.

I've wanted to complain about this for a long time. Why is it made to feel like a boss battle? It's so weird.

This was perfect for the nobles, as they had a backlog of tasks that urgently needed to be handled by their superiors.

The meeting was quickly finalized, and the entire castle came alive.

Normally, Frilian might slack off and make excuses, but she hadn't paid attention to the border area's operations for a while, so she readily accepted and went to the throne room with Melina after the meal.

This is a room in the tallest building of the magic academy, temporarily used as a place for audiences. It is magnificent and grand, with candlelight reflecting off the walls like stars.

As the military commander, Mugram first reported on the matter that was of greatest concern to her:

"Your Majesty, the Bone Ash Legion is in good condition."

Before falling asleep, Frilian was letting them roam freely to test whether they would dissipate while she slept. Sure enough, all she had to do was add more soul power to them.

As long as she doesn't lose consciousness, the Legion of Bones can move around, and the energy consumed by moving can be obtained by defeating monsters and acquiring runes.

If they lose consciousness, a series of follow-up actions will be launched, which is not something the Legion of the Dead should be concerned with.

"very good."

The results are satisfactory, and they will be a powerful force in the future.

Thanks to the enhancements from Frilian and Rodrika, these ashes were already transformed, not to mention the rune enhancements gained from hunting monsters during the free-range period. Of course, we also need to ask our allies for their opinions on whether they are capable of standing on their own.

Mugram continued, "These ashes performed very well in the Lienia clearing operation, lasting a long time and being well protected, making them excellent vanguards."

"In my estimation, they are enough to withstand Rodel's regular knights, among whom the best are comparable to ordinary heroes."

Such a high evaluation is certainly warranted, as not every troop type can compare to the Royal City. Of course, he also pointed out that this is due to the unique characteristics of the "Ash" unit, making them relatively durable and requiring them to be deployed alongside the main army.

It was expected that it would be impossible for them to conquer a region on their own.

People gradually realized that the mechanism was the biggest advantage of the Veteran Legion, since they could be resurrected and become stronger with the help of their master's magic.

It is not a one-time event.

Therefore, they have a large margin for error and will continue to grow.

"Your Majesty, I believe their souls are breaking free from the shackles of the body and drawing closer to the power of the ancient times."

Other Kalia knights lamented, "In the past, each race was larger, or rather, had more runes, but now it is no longer the case in the Eternal Dynasty or even earlier."

"If possible, we should not only restore the golden tree to its former glory, but also create a new peak of civilization."

Frillian's tone was serious, as if she were making a vow; she had had enough of the desolation of several worlds in a row and it had to be reversed.

"I will not interfere with the training of the Legion of Bones for the time being."

"As ordered."

Frillen, already quite satisfied, moved on to the next topic:

"How is the town recovering? The most urgent task is to restore people's livelihoods, and the former site of Baijin Village also needs to be reorganized."

The official in charge immediately gave a detailed report: First, the graves were arranged in Platinum Village, but considering that the son of Platinum was disliked, that area should continue to remain secluded and undisturbed, since it was not a resource-rich location.

Unfortunately, the blood of the Platinum Child affects the blessing of the Golden Tree, and the rejection based on this point is hard to shake, so Frilian declined to comment.

May you rest in peace.

Unlike Mikaela, she did not advocate for peaceful coexistence among different ethnic groups; her focus was on restoring the overall environment.

The following report mainly focused on the villages and towns surrounding the college, which were teeming with life, with a large population engaged in production and trade, a stark contrast to the stagnant, zombie-like atmosphere.

This is the most significant symbol under the rule of the Soul King.

Even during her busiest times in real life, Frilian would return to perform Soul Healing, practically sitting up in bed, raising her staff to cast a Blessing of Grace, and then continuing with her other tasks.

Diligent management led to the rapid recovery of the Lienia region, much to the delight of the nobles who reported this.

“We all have traces of the furnace life within us, and it is reviving.”

"The creatures of the borderlands are very resilient. Under Your Majesty's leadership, the Central Lienia region is thriving. This blessing will sooner or later spread throughout the world."

Frillie nodded.

Although it's a compliment, the goal is indeed this: I'm just as curious about what kind of civilization could emerge at the border, and I want to match the power that could build these magnificent wonders.

Some might think she has lofty ambitions and a desire to save the world, but in reality, she's a player who's tired of the post-apocalyptic world atmosphere and is preparing to create a brand new world with extremely high freedom.

"Teacher Tops, is there any progress in your magic?"

"Of course, I lowered some performance requirements and modified it into combat ash for the army. The first batch is currently being deployed. With this force field, we can withstand at least a few more rounds of attacks from the royal army. It will become even stronger in the future, and I already have a plan..."

When he talked about this, he went on and on, spouting a lot of professional magical theories that only a very few people could understand.

"I will provide your classroom with more resources."

Frillie immediately waved her hand to stop.

As long as there are results, that's fine.

The ratio of income to expenditure is not that important. If we are poor, we can just dig a maze. Besides, once we conquer the capital, there will be plenty of treasures.

“Teacher Seren, I need information about the magic town of Seria.”

“I’ll compile the information; I have some understanding of their night magic school. But since you’re so interested, are you planning to launch Project Galid?”

These words immediately made the meeting room serious and the atmosphere heavy.

Getting involved in the post-apocalyptic wasteland is troublesome enough, not to mention the rampant corrupt creatures there. To be honest, it's not very profitable, but I have to go for the sake of the Great Rune.

Is it coming? The war against General Shattered Star?

"Yes, I've found a way to reverse the red rot in the soil, and I want to put it into practice as soon as possible."

Everyone was shocked.

what?

The high-ranking members of the Magic Academy's throne room couldn't believe their ears. Could there be a solution to the Crimson Corruption? Surely not. But a ruler's word is law, and it was common knowledge that Frilian would never joke about magical research.

It's highly likely to be true, but I can't figure out how to do it no matter how hard I try.

This would seem absurd to most people, even demigods, but the fact that this person wears the Ionian Flower on their head all the time is the best proof of that.

What expert can compare to you?

The silver-haired girl took the initiative to instruct her apprentices to bring over the samples. As creations of the life secrets, they were more sensitive to healing, meaning they would be easier to rescue in case of any problems. Moreover, they were familiar with the laboratory, so these assistants were to bring the samples over.

The wait was tense for everyone, as they vaguely guessed that His Majesty intended to give a live demonstration.

Really!

Sure enough, the apprentice brought out scarlet, rotten soil, which was terrifying even through the container; it was too dangerous.

And you actually transported Galid's things all the way to Lakeland.

How many resources were used? How dangerous was it? Indeed, only a king could mobilize such resources. Now, Frilian is a true big shot in the border region, and the task of supervision cannot be neglected.

"Your Majesty, we believe you, there's no need for you to demonstrate."