Frilian at Elden Ring

"You truly are the hope of the border region."

"That's too much of an exaggeration, because the world is inherently capable of being repaired; I'm merely creating an environment for it."

The silver-haired girl smiled. "Anyway, as long as you're satisfied."

Melina paused for a moment, then a look of relief appeared on her face.

People who always have a cold expression probably won't smile anymore; even a simple nod is a rare sight. For her, the career she had been pursuing was gradually taking off, climbing at an unexpected speed.

I never imagined that Frillie would go to such lengths during our encounter at the King's Chapel.

Returning to Stoneville after a long absence, and the beginning of my ambition to become king, I was struck by a sense of the passage of time, which is quite rare for an immortal.

"His Majesty!"

A sudden shout interrupted their peaceful thoughts.

It was Hyde waving and leading a group of people to the city gate to greet them. Even the dragons lying on the fortress raised their heads and roared, their flames soaring into the sky.

Their king has returned.

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Chapter 140 New Special Units.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Hyde."

Frillie found it amusing whenever she saw this nobleman's flamboyant mannerisms and his bard-like tone, which contrasted sharply with his serious nature.

She already knew this on the way here. It was clear that the nobles had governed Ningmgford very well and had not wasted the foundation they had laid. This was certainly pleasing, as it saved them the trouble of dealing with trivial matters.

"Your Majesty, we have been waiting for so long."

"It's been a while."

The silver-haired girl looked around.

The pitted walls characteristic of Stoneville have been repaired and are now clean and tidy, exuding an air of majesty.

With flags flying, bugles sounding, and soldiers on guard saluting, the largest castle in the country's territory welcomes its master.

"I never imagined you had accomplished such a great feat in Lienia. I wish I could congratulate you in person."

"It's a pity His Majesty hasn't returned yet. Is the spellbook of Realucaria really that alluring?"

Hyde joked, with a hint of resentment.

"really."

The emperor and his minister exchanged a smile, needing no reminiscing; their unspoken understanding was clear.

An old friend. It was Hyde's request, prompted by the Farron Immortals' tragedy, that led to their meeting, and Frillie's decisive allegiance became the start of their journey. It must be admitted that, in a sense, this choice changed history.

If she weren't burdened with the responsibility of nobles bringing their families to seek refuge, she would probably be a traveler like in the previous game worlds.

Those who do not deeply participate in the changing times of the border regions, or even shape those times, are ultimately just passersby.

Looking back, Frilian believes she made the right choice. To truly explore the borderlands, she needed help, and even though it meant taking on more political responsibilities, she was happy to do so.

Melina was indeed tired of the constant adventurous lifestyle and wanted to encounter more people and things; this idea was something Melina started for herself.

In terms of the "fire-prevention woman" role, she is quite different, always forming a bond with the faded ones.

Therefore, the way to dominate the game is the right approach.

"Oh, by the way, I think I prepared a little gift for you."

Before she finished speaking, Frilian raised her staff high, and the tip of it shone with light that illuminated all directions.

Grace and blessings.

The prayer from Pastor Milie restored the image of the golden tree from the time of abundant dew, and in her hands came improvement: all who touched the light felt their weariness disappear and a surge of power welled up within them.

The Great Rune's blessing greatly increased his enhancement and amplification magic; it truly lived up to its reputation as a treasure containing the laws of the boundary.

"It's a blessing! How many years has it been? It's a blessing of gold!"

"The uncomfortable feeling of the potential danger of becoming a zombie is completely gone. Not only that, even the strength of my soul is increasing."

"A blessing miracle released only by Lady Frilian, proof of the new era of the borderlands."

Some even wept with joy. It was such a rare thing. For the vast majority of ordinary people, it was a symbol of hope. As long as the blessing was still in effect, it meant that all things were reviving.

Becoming stronger again.

Melina cupped her hands, feeling the blessed energy falling on the spirit. As her most familiar partner, she had witnessed the evolution of this magic from beginning to end, and the power contained within it had increased.

As expected of a magician with exceptional talent, he can always create an upgraded version of any new gadget he gets his hands on.

It is not a rigid imitation of the Golden Tree era, but a blessing unique to Frilian, full of solace and tenderness for the soul.

The nobles all knelt down to pay their respects.

She is no longer an ordinary fragment king; she has even replaced a portion of the power bestowed by the goddess Marika back then. It's incredible, but she managed to do it through the power of the Great Rune and her own improvements.

Soldiers and civilians alike saluted, for the great Soul King, and for the hope of world revival.

The silver-haired girl smiled slightly: "How is it? Not bad, right?"

"Praise be to Your Majesty."

"You don't need to be so serious. It's just a small gift. We've known each other for a long time."

By elven standards, this period of time spent together is barely enough to be remembered.

But she is increasingly drawn to the human sense of time.

Hyde exclaimed with heartfelt gratitude, "Your Majesty, without you, I would never have had a place in Stoneville, let alone received the Blessing of Gold. Your kindness and recognition have changed me."

“Hyde, without you I would probably still be the fading one that everyone hates, and even a stray dog ​​on the street would bark at me.”

"Please don't joke around."

From the perspective of the nobility, the ambitious Frilian would one day embark on the path to domination, but little did they know that she hated tedious matters and would not take initiative.

Ultimately, they will most likely become mere tools for repairing the magic ring, and will not have the grandeur of a massive army.

Over time, she might be forgotten like the early generations of the Undead in Dark Souls, silently linking the fire and saving the world, unremembered. Although she doesn't care about leaving a name, trying a different playthrough route is a good idea.

"Let's get down to business. Let me see the situation in Stoneville so I can understand the deployment against Galid."

"Please come with me."

That being said, everyone knows that His Majesty is more concerned with the specific population size.

After all, the continuous wars in reality had already taught Frilian a lesson: sustainable productivity is the most important, and the most important factor in productivity is people. Therefore, the elves could only live in a small corner of the world, and the demons had to face the endless stream of geniuses among humans.

In reality, she wasn't worried about humanity being wiped out at all; the ones who should be worried were the elves. If their populations fell below the reproductive threshold, even those who lived as long as the heavens were destined for destruction.

Therefore, when the Elf Village is in danger, Frilian will strike hard, while the human resistance can proceed step by step.

The silver-haired girl gathered her thoughts and observed the details of the city:

We had already seen the villages and towns outside the city, but when Hyde, acting as our guide, led us through the city gate, a bright and open space opened up before us—a commercial street.

In addition, irrigation canals have been erected overhead, their trickling waters nourishing every corner of the city. The number of wells has also increased, and there is less of an unpleasant odor in the air; some houses even have flowerbeds emitting a pleasant fragrance.

"It's much more spacious now; they must have dismantled the fortifications."

It turned out that giving more space inside the city walls to maintain productivity was the right thing to do.

Arming yourself like a hedgehog is pointless.

Even if you max out your defense, will that really protect you? You might as well not rely on military capabilities and just focus on developing your economy.

After seeing the map of the royal city in the ancient books, she came up with a wild theory:

Apart from Rodel, the city walls in other places were just for show, as they couldn't withstand the continuous attacks of a demigod anyway.

Frillie had anticipated this outcome in business. Even though she hadn't visited the South in person for many years, she continued to maintain contact with nobles such as Hyde through letters, and she made plans based on some real information and actual circumstances.

Who are we trying to guard against by arming ourselves so tightly? Now that the strategic pressure from the north and south has decreased, Stoneville, located in the middle, should do everything in its power to farm.

In the future, it will be the primary logistics contractor within the controlled area, serving as the frontline for supplying vital logistical support to the rear.

Therefore, besides commerce, its most prominent feature is the abundance of workshops, where the sounds of hammering and forging are constant, and a dazzling array of equipment is displayed, with soldiers coming and going to put on their gear.

They frequently exchanged ideas and strived to further improve the system.

Hyde explained, "The mining project ordered by His Majesty is in full swing, and we have collected some forging stones to use for enhancement."

"How's the craftsmanship?"

"Since Your Majesty has been using the Sword Skeleton Greatsword for so long, it must feel pretty good, right?"

"It's very easy to use, and it's sturdy and has a strong impact resistance."

"That's right. We've introduced weapons enhanced with limb-splitting technology, using quantity to compensate for quality gaps."

What was displayed to Frillie in the workshop warehouse were a series of limb-splitting weapons. Although they looked strange, they were sharp enough to barely collide with Rodel's weapons without shattering at the first touch.

That's a good strategy. We can't let the advantage of the forging stones from the Asian Plateau suppress us too much, otherwise we won't be able to win.

call!

She wielded the weapon with great skill, and, eager to test it out, tried out several limb-splitting weapons. Even if they couldn't compare to the Greatsword of the Skull, they were still excellent weapons and would be perfect for equipping the soldiers.

"With such good technological reserves, why didn't you use them before?"

A craftsman replied, "Your Majesty, you yourself said it's all about technological reserves, far from actual production. Some of the technical difficulties have actually been overcome by magic apprentices. Furthermore, our strength has increased, entirely thanks to the blessing of souls. Not to mention the systematic processes of forging, mining, and experimentation; it's vast and intricate, requiring at least a peaceful city that integrates the resources of the south..."

His enthusiastic recounting was tinged with pride; the South today is powerful enough to unleash a storm.

No, it far surpasses it.

Hyde and his group nodded frequently as they listened to the craftsman's explanation. Only those in charge of the actual execution knew how difficult it was. They had to sort out every detail of the ore, transportation, and so on. They couldn't handle anything when monsters were rampant.

Frilian's belief in the creativity that peace and stability bring, rather than her constant pursuit of war, is what sets her apart from other Fragment Kings.

Or perhaps she was more warlike, preferring to fight alone and taking on most of the conflicts.

Typically, a fragmented monarch would lead a large army to conquer and stir up trouble.

Fearing being surrounded and attacked?

In contrast, Frilian welcomes the challenge of outnumbered battles, daring to roam half of the border region alone on horseback, with perhaps an unseen friend by her side, and always ready to fight any enemy she encounters.