Frilian at Elden Ring

As a result, the city of Stoneville in the rear developed new inventions that even the locals had not anticipated.

"In addition, many more faded individuals have joined."

Hyde explained, "The Round Table Hall and the Guild are cooperating well. Thanks to their efforts, the Deadborn and monsters can no longer affect the south. Some people have already gone to Galid."

As they were talking, some old acquaintances and colleagues greeted Frillie.

The South is now undoubtedly the most friendly region to the Faded Ones, with everyone working together to hunt down the monsters and maintain peace and tranquility on this land.

No wonder.

Reports of monster attacks from the south have been decreasing these days, presumably because they've been taught a lesson. Impressively, even the bears in the Misty Forest were captured for limb replacements; it seems that once humans recover, they'll be out of the picture.

Surprisingly, Sir Hundred-Minded didn't try to trip him up.

Well, whatever tricks they're up to, we can deal with them later. At least for now, the two of them are cooperating well.

She wouldn't pay too much attention to someone who relies on informants to get things done; he might be half-god level in ability, but she couldn't sense any ambition from that round table leader.

When people lose their spirit and fighting will, life becomes too boring, especially since the main theme in the border region is the struggle between kings. So let him continue gathering intelligence.

Is research on human limb reattachment still stable?

Normally, Frillie wouldn't get involved in that area and openly rejects it, but the situation was different the following time.

The main force is being used to deter the Blessed King and should not be mobilized. There are not many elite troops left that can be commanded, and they must be newly created. The elite troops should remain around the elevator to prevent the royal army from advancing south, and we should not rely too much on local nobles.

Do not give the Lienian faction the impression that you can only rely on them or rely on them frequently, as this is not conducive to governance.

"The research is progressing very smoothly."

Hyde patted his chest and said, "I'll take you to see it."

"……All right."

She didn't actually like that scene, but citing her thorough understanding of her troops, she still started walking. A moment later, the group arrived at a stone fortress, and a strong smell of blood hit them.

Even in broad daylight, it gives off a gloomy feeling.

Stoneville City has been in the mortal realm for some time now, but it still retains its murderous aura.

Just as Hyde went up to push the door open, Frillie suddenly pushed him away.

"You guys stay away—"

Before the words were finished, a powerful impact accompanied by a roar burst through the door frame, and a huge claw slammed into the ground, dragging a dragon's body out, majestic and extraordinary.

However, it got stuck with a bang, and the two stared at each other, both looking embarrassed. It wasn't that it couldn't be damaged, but they were afraid of collapsing the building, which would likely endanger the researchers inside.

"terribly sorry."

The earth dragon, stuck in the door frame, spoke in human language, and even showed a hint of human-like embarrassment on its face as it scratched its temple.

Seeing this, Frillie withdrew her magic, almost unleashing a Comet Azler. How could a mere door frame possibly stop such a massive creature? He managed to control his strength rationally, but this created a new problem.

A muffled thud came from inside: "You idiot, how are we supposed to get out if you block the door?"

"Forget about those details. First, restrain your magic and don't turn into an earth dragon any further, or you'll lose control."

The researchers remained calm and were highly experienced.

Still shaken, Hyde wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Your Majesty, as the Dragon Eater Legion has expanded over the years, cases of earth dragonification have inevitably emerged. We are trying to maintain their normal minds."

"The strange thing is that so far there have been earth dragons that have transformed but haven't actually gone mad. That's odd."

"I guess I'm only holding on because His Majesty frequently performs soul healing."

The earthen dragon made a deep, muffled sound.

He spoke clearly, had a simple and honest look on his face, and even bowed his head in a salute, a stark contrast to the frenzied earth dragons on the border.

"Don't you mind things turning out like this?"

Fleury asked.

"Your Majesty, is there any safe way to pursue power in this world? We were prepared from the moment we devoured the dragon's heart. What's wrong with exchanging it for greater power to fight alongside the army? Even if we take a step back, thanks to you protecting our souls, we can still return to the tree and be reincarnated normally."

"As long as it aligns with your values, that's fine."

In reality, physical life or death, or strange appearance, are not so important to them. What matters most is the peace of their souls, and now they have no more worries.

The mighty Soul King is most skilled at protecting souls, so this little matter is nothing to them, which is why they dared to act so boldly.

The exception is when the opponent is Malkitt, as the ominous horn will absorb souls.

The next time we meet will be the Battle of Rodel. By then, all the veterans who have fought countless battles will be my comrades. I can't let them miss their chance to reincarnate.

So I'll kill you first.

After observing everyone's lively and silly antics, Frillie made her judgment.

“Your Majesty, with a stable dragon heart and more perfect prayers, we can still fight even if we become earth dragons. I have made up my mind and sworn an oath to conquer the borderlands with you.”

"You are very brave, and I will not let your courage go to waste."

At the same time, Frilian used Soul Healing, and sure enough, the target's rage disappeared.

The results were immediate; this tactic is feasible.

As he pondered, cheers erupted around him, especially as the earth dragon was scrutinized from head to toe with great surprise. The man in question, however, looked up with a refreshed expression and laughed heartily.

His name was Fane, and he was a captain in the Dragon Eater Legion, quite well-known within the army. He had initially thought his dragonification was progressing too quickly and he was doomed, but his soul remained unharmed, which was certainly something to celebrate.

"Your Majesty, I propose the establishment of an Earth Dragon Legion, which would not only enhance combat power but also serve as a place for the Dragon Eaters. Imagine, earth dragons on the ground and flying dragons in the sky."

"Rest assured, my strength is now sufficient to fight against the elite Rhodel Knights, and I will become even stronger—"

Tu Long's eyebrows danced with joy.

The silver-haired girl rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought. In everyone's eyes, His Majesty would most likely agree.

"You're lucky, Captain."

"No more worries about dragon transformation! Let's conquer the Asian Plateau!"

Amid the soldiers' excited cheers, Frillie hesitated. Wouldn't this make her seem like she was condoning the ever-increasing number of inhuman monsters?

Hyde, sensing her concerns, sincerely offered his advice:

“Sometimes Your Majesty’s moral standards are just too high, which is one of the reasons we follow you. Don’t worry about them. Becoming stronger in the borderlands always comes at a price. Compared to the most serious loss of the soul, the changes in the body are nothing. Don’t think of it as alienation. It’s one of the ways we fight against this tragic world. Determination is the most important thing.”

“Okay, but don’t deliberately make this happen. Let them take their natural course. I approve.”

"Fan, from now on you will be the commander of the Earth Dragon Legion."

"I am honored."

The crowd erupted in applause. Regardless, the Southern Army had achieved new results, significantly enhancing its combat effectiveness.

The Nymgford nobles, led by Hyde, are quite anxious lately. They are directly facing competition from the Lienian faction. They are worried that if they are neglected and marginalized while watching the Lienian faction show its prowess, they will be left out.

As the earliest loyalists to submit to the Soul King, they shouldn't have their limelight stolen.

Therefore, the entire army stationed in Stoneville studied together, resulting in many new dragon riders, and even earth dragon cases like Finn.

"Can you help us get out now?"

A weak voice came from inside the door.

"I'm ready. Go ahead and push it out. I won't break. Even if I do, His Majesty will be there—"

Boom!

Suddenly, a powerful force exploded in the room, forcefully pushing Finn's body out. Even the massive earth dragon plowed a furrow in the ground, kicking up dust as if a sandstorm had swept through. Who had such strength?

It was clearly a nobleman with limbs, but unlike the thin arms and legs of the Grek era, it was made of a pair of huge bear paws.

No longer curled up, it stood upright with a strong magical reaction.

"Greetings to His Majesty."

Kneeling alongside him were all sorts of limb-splitting nobles, including but not limited to lobster and crab limbs. They certainly weren't planning on harming people anymore, but their material properties were superior.

No wonder it could push away the earth dragon; that's the power of a bear.

Judging from his vital signs, unlike Greg, who became depraved and even insane after having too many limbs attached, he was in a more stable state and could be incorporated into the army as a soldier.

Frillie looked her over carefully and nodded, saying, "Much more normal than before."

The values ​​she was raised in real life made her wary of limb techniques. Now, the modified person has simplified things, not pursuing a large number of arms, but focusing on strong parts to form coordinated strength, resulting in a more complete overall performance than before.

"It is all thanks to His Majesty's blessing, otherwise most of the limb-splitters would have gone mad, degenerated into monsters, and most of them would have become zombies."

"I haven't invested much in the limb repositioning project; it's the result of your hard work."

"Because we firmly believe that we can witness the throne with you, never hold you back, and become Your Majesty's support."

Getting excited, the group quickly introduced the expansion of the limb-setting nobles. Although it was slightly inferior to the Dragon Feast, it was enough to serve as a special type of soldier and shoulder important responsibilities.

Their goal is to compete with the Knights of Kalia, no, that's not enough. If they're going to compete, they want to compete with the strongest Knights of Rodel, aiming to reach the top tier of forces in the border region. They need to set their sights higher.

We're targeting you, people of the royal city.

Just wait and see.

The last region conquered by the First King's army was also the most severely fragmented. The King's banner was gone, the former Storm Riders were scattered across the land, and the territory was occupied for many years by a mediocre Golden Heir... all of that is in the past.

Wasn't Ge Fulei's decision to split the country because he was afraid of reigniting the war in the South? You're right.

Now they have a king with an impressive resume, whose rise to power is no less impressive than that of the first king, and who is even more compassionate. So they have ascended the throne and let the world see him.

The joy of accident!

Frilian had come to Nymgford prepared for a shortage of supplies, even lacking troops. However, she was surprised by how well-managed Stoneville was, managing to keep up with the intensity of the attack.

Moreover, the South has a long history of dragon sacrifices and accumulated expertise in limb repair, which is a significant advantage.

"By the way, where did we get so many materials? I even saw a dragon's limb. Were you hunting it?"

"That's such a pity."

Hyde said proudly, "We have rebuilt the Dragon Offering Church."

"I don't know much about it."

She had glimpsed it from afar when she was exploring the coastal caves. According to Melina, it had long been abandoned, but she had collected some Dragon Offering Prayer items, which was not a problem.

Unfortunately, I can't use it myself; I can only keep it as a collection. Frilian's body can no longer house any other power. Unless you are strong and evil enough, a harmless dragon heart is just a roadside dumpling—meaningless.