Frilian at Elden Ring

"There is no destruction, only gentle flowers."

She murmured, "Frilian, it's the most beautiful magic I've ever seen."

Moreover, only those with the true aura of a king can unleash such magic. The magic of the borderlands leans more towards academics, but it also reflects the user's inner world. The person who creates such magic is of an extremely high level.

Some soldiers even knelt in the sea of ​​flowers to examine them closely, thinking it was an illusion.

“I have always lived on the border and never imagined that the crimson, rotten soil would turn out like this.”

"Praise be to Your Majesty."

“Gailid should rightfully be presented to His Majesty.”

For the umpteenth time, they had the thought that they had chosen the right person to follow; in the entire border region, only one person was worthy to be the King of Elden.

Frilian waved her hand and laughed, "I just used the flower field magic to awaken the life force in the soil. It's because the foundation itself is good, otherwise it's impossible to create something out of thin air. Without any one element, it won't succeed."

She gently stroked a rose.

"From another perspective, life is so tenacious that even years of scarlet corruption could not take away hope, and we have waited for each other."

"If we just keep going, things will get better, won't they?"

His gaze turned toward Melina, who was admiring the flowers, and she nodded with a look of reminiscence on her face.

Undoubtedly, the encounter between the King's Faded One and the Fire Seed Witch was a matter of waiting, using endless time to try and fail, and welcoming the encounter with hope. This conversation felt like a meeting of minds.

"His Majesty?"

The soldiers looked uneasily at the silver-haired girl who was talking to thin air. Had the Flower of Ionia damaged her head? Or had the soul mage seen something else?

Similar symptoms have been present for more than just a day or two; perhaps it really is some unseen companion, so there's probably no need to worry too much.

"In short, I should get going."

Frilian wiped the dust off her armor and whistled to summon her spirit horse.

"Why don't you wait a little longer? The first unit should arrive in two days at the earliest."

"According to our agreed-upon tactics, I was to infiltrate Galid first and deal with the tough enemy. Also, please tell everyone not to be too happy yet. If we allow the corrupted creatures to run rampant, there is a risk that the pollution will return. We must contain the situation."

"As ordered."

The officer then advised, "I suggest you take the Gale Tunnel and Gale Fortress route, where you can coordinate with the expeditionary force."

"What a memorable name..."

It reminds me of a slave knight, but thankfully all of that is contained within the First Flame. If one day my body becomes strong enough to unleash its power, then we will meet again.

However, the level of Gwyn's use of the First Flame was not enough, not to mention the other Great Powers that needed to be suppressed as well.

"I'm leaving first."

She mounted the horse and grabbed the reins, and Torret immediately reared up and galloped away, leaving only dust in his wake.

The soldiers who remained looked at each other in bewilderment. The officer shrugged and smiled indifferently. As everyone knows, His Majesty is the type who can't sit still. He's either conquering or on his way to conquer. He must be bored to death to be able to rest in Lienia for so long.

"Rebuild the fortifications and send out guards. We cannot rest until the main force arrives. Are you ready?"

"As ordered."

Having made up their minds, they immediately set to work with great enthusiasm.

Our side performed poorly against the corrupt dragon Egkith and must make amends. The upcoming war is not only for ourselves but also for the revival of the border region.

Frilian's demonstration of eradicating corruption was revolutionary; there is hope.

The silver-haired girl on horseback looked around.

I had long heard of Galid's reputation, and seeing it today, it was indeed extraordinary: all of them were abnormally swollen and indistinguishable from plants or animals, resembling trees and bushes, yet covered with undulating, vascular-like patterns...

The deeper you go, the more disgusting things like it you'll find, too numerous to count.

The effects of crimson decay on the environment are more severe than they appear, and have already created a unique ecosystem as a result.

Once it reaches the "ecosystem" level, it's no longer a question of purification or not, because objectively speaking, it becomes a unique characteristic.

Strange old creatures are not adapted.

Frilian pulled on the reins to slow the spirit horse down. The silver-haired girl riding on its back frowned as she observed the decaying creature, continuously releasing rings of sensory magic to scan it.

"This is difficult. The crimson corruption is too deeply rooted in this land. It will take more time."

"You don't need to worry too much, the main target is the Great Rune."

Melina, standing behind, comforted him, "Because the crimson, corrupting creatures are actually expanding."

"What's the principle?"

"Originally, it symbolized reincarnation, a part of the cycle of life, and would naturally dissolve when it corrupted to a certain extent. But since the predetermined death was sealed, it could only continue to corrupt and become stronger. Therefore, it is part of the contradiction within the immortal system of the Golden Law."

“Predestined death leads to the expansion of crimson corruption and gives birth to the dead... even indirectly, it is very troublesome.”

Do you think sealing away death is the right thing to do?

"I think most people would rather live a little longer. We can't think it's wrong just because of the drawbacks of a predetermined death. The Eternal Dynasty's plans are interconnected and not so easy to adjust."

From the perspective of the long-lived species, Frilian actually thinks it's good that everyone lives a long life.

What she liked about the intersection was that it perfectly matched her sense of time, and besides, the system created after the sealed death was more good than bad.

After all, there was a time of abundance.

The outbreak of fragmentation warfare indicates that there are hidden dangers, but it is not the time to completely deny it. Perhaps the "hidden dangers" do not come from the law itself, but from the manipulation of behind-the-scenes forces.

Therefore, she prefers to repair the disaster caused by the sealed environment of her destined death.

Melina nodded.

“You are right, the path of the Golden Dynasty, represented by the years of grace and dew, is feasible. Also, Frilian, I have another perspective… though it sounds a bit like instigation, and it's rather dangerous…”

"You mean you want me to kill Black Sword Maricus?"

“I originally wanted to talk about it, but you seem to have a strong desire to collect things about destined deaths, so that's irreconcilable.”

The silver-haired girl offered the Fire Seed Witch's insightful conclusion:

"Part of the responsibility lies with the Maricus machine for sealing away the destined death, but failing to actively clean up the corrupting creatures. The Deathborn should study how to maintain the ecosystem by targeting death only for specific purposes."

“Not everyone is as talented as you, and that assassin is a mad beast without Queen Marika’s command.”

"Therefore, the destined death must be given to a different master."

Frillie made no attempt to hide her interest in the treasure guarded by the strongest assassin in the border region.

Her frank and open discussion of the existence that even some demigods fear, and even her contemplation of the other's treasures, was indeed very much her style, making Melina unable to help but facepalm.

"In short, what I mean is that if purifying corruption doesn't work, there's still the option of taking one's destined death... although that's also very difficult."

"Of course, we should use both methods together."

"what?"

"I will need my destined death sooner or later. As for the Crimson Corruption, there's no need to worry. Having an extra piece of rune will allow my magic to better align with the rules of the borderlands, unleashing more power. Don't worry, Melina, there's always a way to overcome difficulties."

At the same time, Frilian activated the resource map module and, as expected, discovered that the tunnel ahead was flashing with light.

So she hurried toward Gale Tunnel.

Now, Melina can only trust her reliable partner as always and hope that Galid's trip goes smoothly.

144

Chapter 144 The Warrior Jar Alexander.

Finally, there's an underground palace to explore.

Frillie was a little disappointed to miss exploring the Tomb of the Fallen King in reality, and she'll have to save it for next time, but the Borderlands are never short of all kinds of mazes.

She carefully bent down and entered the tunnel, first lighting the blessing, then examining the admonitions on the ground.

Very normal.

It simply mentioned hints such as "There are treasures ahead, be sure to collect them all", "Who suddenly attacked from behind? That's too sneaky", and "Keep going forward, it can lead all the way to Galid".

She felt reassured as she entered, since everything seemed normal.

Frillie wasn't only after the treasure; the tunnel's location was also exceptional.

It is located precisely on the border of the Nymgford region, leading south to Gael Fortress, forming a longitudinal defensive line that supports each other. Its military function was likely considered during its construction; it is an excellent defensive stronghold and also allows for rapid troop transport.

It must be brought under control.

The silver-haired girl took three steps at a time and walked to the depths of the tunnel, where she found several fully armed Ratan Knights.

"...Hello."

She looked slightly embarrassed.

Nominally, the Southern Army and the Red Lion Army are allies of the United Front, jointly resisting the corrupt creatures. They can't just plunder treasures on someone else's territory.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot straight at her face, but the precognitive Frillie dodged it by slightly tilting her head.

"No! You don't have the typical Red Lion Army spirit. You're ruthless and undisciplined. Are you still Ratahn's subordinates?"

Even so, she did not immediately retaliate, as there might be a misunderstanding. Of course, as the soldiers in front of her took up their weapons, this possibility became increasingly unlikely, even raising suspicions that they had betrayed General Shattered Star.

Suddenly, a long sword attacked from behind the silver-haired girl.

Frillie, however, easily dodged the attack and retreated to the center, where the attacker was a Blood Noble who was flanking the Red Lion soldiers in front of him.

"So you've betrayed the Red Lions and been misled by the Bloodfinger?"

That's not quite right.

As the Blood Noble summoned the blood-tainted creatures, he said, "Who can endure the days of endlessly fighting corrupt creatures? They'd either go mad or be exhausted. Ask them if they'd still be willing. They'd be better off joining my lord's ranks and finding peace there."

He pointed at the Red Lion soldiers, who were listless and seemed to have no self-respect except when they picked up their weapons and acted menacingly.

There are signs of necrosis, putrefaction, and the allure of blood... it's a complete mess.

Hopeless.

"Don't look at me with that pitying gaze, it's insulting."