Frilian at Elden Ring

He provided a detailed account of the background and some inferences.

For example, Frilian likely possesses the technology to purify the crimson decay in the soil, which is why she dares to make such a big move. Moreover, she probably not only has her sights set on the Great Rune, but also intends to annex the resources of the Galid region, completely unifying the south to form a safe base.

"We can't let her succeed."

Monger, resting his chin on his hand, murmured, "Given Frilian's penchant for digging and exploring, she'll find out the location of the Blood Dynasty sooner or later."

"How to do?"

"Of course, we should stop her on the surface, and have a grand battle festival to send away two fragment kings in one fell swoop!"

"Could it be that His Majesty already has a plan? No wonder he is the mastermind behind the bloody conspiracy."

"This requires the cooperation of the royal city of Rodel. Contact my old-fashioned brother and ask them to provide support, at least to tie down a portion of the southern army."

The strategy in Munger's mind gradually became clear.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Blood Nobles were practically trembling with excitement upon hearing the arrangements. Back then, they had overturned the momentum of the Monarch Alliance, leading to no one winning the Fragment War. Now, they were about to defeat a powerful monarch. What audacity they possessed!

Even the Soul King couldn't have imagined the mastermind hiding in the shadows.

So victory will ultimately belong to them. If everything goes smoothly, wouldn't they be able to annex the former territory of Frilian and complete the consolidation? They can still launch the Rhodel War. Let Montgomery see who truly deserves to be the King of Elden.

At this moment, Monger became increasingly pleased with himself, having obtained two large runes at once—what a pleasant surprise!

"However, we need to do more preparation to ensure that everything goes perfectly."

With this thought in mind, he summoned his other trusted confidants to make further arrangements.

139

Chapter 139 Lani, I'm going to kill your brother.

Great blessings bestowed, in the round hall.

As always, Xiu Gu continued to hammer the weapon in front of him in the corridor, making crisp sounds and sparks flying, while the temperature next to him gradually rose.

Suddenly he stopped hammering. Nothing could distract him except his regular customers.

Frilian greeted him politely, "I've come to collect my armor."

Although it had been a long time since we last saw her, the silver-haired girl was still full of high spirits and enthusiasm, showing no signs of fatigue like the other immortals. They were either fighting hard or heading to the battlefield, and now she had an aura of being ready to go to war.

"Just waiting for you."

Xiu Gu solemnly took out the armor parts, carefully wrapped them in silk, and they felt heavy in his hands.

Since the soft armor and details were handed over to other craftsmen, he only had the disassembled parts, but he was confident that he was second to none and serious about his profession.

Frillie felt a chill as she gently touched the metal surface.

"Thank you, now I have a better chance of success."

"It is said that Rataen's Starshattering Greatsword is an enhancement level second only to the Godslayer Weapon. You must be careful."

It was rare for Xiu Gu to speak up and give advice: "You're wearing light half-body armor, which won't last long. You need to be careful to dodge."

"A head-on confrontation isn't my style, and besides, there will be other heroes participating in the festival with me, so don't worry."

"It's not that I don't trust you, just don't ruin the new armor."

"Yep."

"Lady Frilian, don't talk about dueling principles. If necessary, just overwhelm the enemy with the Legion of Ashes."

Rodrigo, standing next to her, excitedly made suggestions and even gestured with her fist.

As a spirit medium who participated in an unprecedented cremation enhancement project, I have great confidence in my work.

"You'll hear the news wherever they shine."

"Hey, see you at the Battle Festival."

Neferi, who had come upon hearing the news, greeted them cheerfully, clearly not wanting to miss this big event. The two exchanged a nod.

"My intuition tells me that something unusual is brewing in Galid... I need to act quickly, but it's okay, I'll bring you good news once I get my hands on the two fragments of the Ring of Law."

Frilian turned and left, disappearing into the Great Blessing teleportation.

She maintained her usual energetic and dynamic atmosphere, as if she were rushing around in a world where everyone else was slow and decadent. This sense of urgency did not put pressure on people but instead became a powerful appeal, drawing people's hearts to her.

Magic Academy.

Upon returning to the palace, the silver-haired girl headed straight for the forging workshop, where the sounds of metal clashing filled the air, sparks flew everywhere, and the temperature soared.

This place is home to most of the artisans in the Lienia region, a veritable constellation of talent, who have been providing the army with a steady stream of equipment for any eventuality. Some have even gone so far as to modify captured royal army equipment to better suit the local forces.

Burke, who was in the corner, spotted Frillie immediately and ran over.

"My lord, I have done what you asked me to do."

"Looks like you're doing well."

"This place has indeed given me more time to hone my skills, and with His Majesty's golden sewing needle, this work was created."

The diminutive demi-human held up a blue cloak and soft armor that seemed disproportionate to his size; even when folded, they possessed aesthetic value and were a sight to behold.

She wasn't very knowledgeable about the specialties of armor craftsmen and tailors, so she asked the blacksmiths to assemble it. Since it was demigod-level equipment, it was certainly not to be missed, and everyone quickly gathered around.

Good weight!

The craftsmen's first impression was the weight; despite being a light armor, it gave off a sense of quality.

Therefore, it must contain the blessing of many forging stones, and there is trace of magical tempering.

They were carefully assembled together, fitting together perfectly, each part interlocking seamlessly. Although they were made in different places by different craftsmen, they were flawless to the millimeter, a convergence of the most advanced weaving techniques.

"It's even better than the blueprints; it's enough to support a demigod war."

The craftsmen exclaimed from the bottom of their hearts.

The final step was for Frilian to don the armor herself under their guidance. She layered a protective armor over her light mage robes, with chainmail draped over the hem, while also accentuating her waist for a more fitted silhouette, creating a beautiful, almost artistic effect. The armor complemented her perfectly, and when one half of her shawl billowed in the wind, it exuded an air of regal elegance, yet also a sharp, commanding presence.

She adjusted the armor on her forearms, straightened her crown and Ionian flower, and replaced her travel boots with armor, making her the most fully armed she had ever been.

The neatly dressed silver-haired girl exuded a heroic spirit, her piercing gaze and poised-to-action aura drawing attention.

Frillie tried some simple rolls, jumps and parries, which were smooth and fluid, without any hesitation or impact on her mobility.

perfect.

My requirement for the armor was only a little bit of room for error, and I exceeded that requirement.

"Everyone involved in the project will receive rune rewards, blessings, and a larger allocation of forging stones. I also entrust the subsequent repairs and improvements to you all. Thank you."

"His Majesty is benevolent and generous!"

After a great deal of cheering and celebration, everyone went their separate ways.

Burke said anxiously, "If anything happens to you, it will be a huge loss. Please make sure you return safely."

Frillie nodded and waved goodbye. There was no need for further words. It was clear that everyone was intimidated by General Shattered Star and felt that the chances of winning this battle were slim.

Just wait and see.

I've rarely faced such a combination of powerful enemies before.

This time, in order to be worthy of fighting the strongest demigod, she devoted a lot of resources to strengthening all her equipment. It was no longer a matter of forcibly compensating through technology, but a comprehensive enhancement.

If they only faced Rataen, Frilian might have been able to conserve resources, but intelligence from all sides indicated that Gailed's Blood Finger was stirring.

Don't forget the Blood King hiding in the shadows.

The Southern Army's strength has reached a point where it is worthwhile to unite against them. Therefore, we have no choice but to leave the Farran Undead and a number of Lienian elite troops at the Elevator Barrier. There are not many troops that can reach the southernmost point, so we must not delay for too long.

Suddenly Melina appeared and interrupted her thoughts, looking her up and down with great interest.

"Now you're not a fallen and faded one anymore, you're actually starting to look like a demigod."

"I haven't seen many demigods."

"In fact, their weapons and armor are all named after legends, and there are all sorts of strange tales told by bards. Frilian, your image will also be passed down in this way."

"A set... even something like Grek's is legendary?"

“Even him.”

Thinking back on the images of Grik and Malkit she had seen, they all appeared tattered and worn, but the portraits of other demigods were indeed heroic and extraordinary.

"Do you need to go to Galid immediately? I've prepared a map to guide you."

"Let's meet with the target's family first."

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The attic of the magic academy's library.

The Full Moon Queen, still fast asleep, remained oblivious to everything around her, as if nothing could disturb her. She glanced at the unexpected visitor and lost interest, let alone listen to anything about Rataen...

Or perhaps she didn't want to hear it. Many years ago, in this poor mother's eyes, her children were already in a miserable state, no different from death.

Frillie greeted them and then teleported away, her figure disappearing into the blessing.

She wasn't the person I really wanted to talk to; she was just an incidental contact.

The Three Sisters Magician Tower.

Hidden within the walls of Kalia Fortress, this area is always surrounded by massive ore deposits, radiating light and shrouded in mist, making it a natural hiding place, truly suitable for retreating and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

The Radiant Stone Dragon at the entrance, which had been lazily yawning, tensed up as it sensed the aura emanating from the blessing.

What? I thought it was an enemy, but it's a familiar face.

Even the friendly-looking Frillie made the dragon step back a few paces, because the fully armed silver-haired girl was now displaying her sharp edge, as if she were about to unleash strategic magic at any moment. She was like a fully drawn bow, finally ready to test her skills.

"You're welcome and safe."

As he stepped onto the stairs, the passing guests greeted him with smiles, prompting Feilong to respond with a low growl.

Your Highness has indeed found a reliable ally, who is no less capable than those top demigods, and seems to have become even stronger in a short time.

Its perception was correct. In fact, when it was active in the border area, Frilian mainly displayed the power based on the Stargazer. Now it has reached the level of an ordinary hero. In addition, some power leakage that could not be concealed made it seem stronger. It is quite capable for a dragon not to fly away.

Take the elevator all the way to the attic of the Magician's Tower.