Frilian at Elden Ring

"And haven't you been guiding the corrupt creatures all along? They'll cause trouble for the Southern Army, and we have plenty of ways to deal with them."

"There's no need to confront them head-on; the Blood Dynasty will enter the fray at the most opportune moment."

Hearing this, everyone felt a little relieved.

They were the ones who secretly dismantled the royal coalition's attack on Rodel back then. They are experienced and this is just another glorious victory for them. Besides, the enemy's army this time is far weaker than during the Fragmentation Wars, so they are not worth mentioning.

"What time does Your Majesty think we should choose?"

"Actually, location is more important. It's located in the sand dunes below Red Lion City. Secondly, the Ionian Swamp is also good, as it's the perfect place to wipe out a large army in one fell swoop."

Who do you think will last until the very end of the battle festival?

“Of course it’s General Shattered Star. My main countermeasure is to defend against gravity magic. Rataen can probably hold out in this battle, but he won’t have much fighting power left. We’ll enter the fray then. Alternatively, if Frilian has the advantage, we can intervene earlier, since she has a large army with her. If we kill the commander, dealing with the Southern Army will be much easier.”

In fact, Monger already had a clear plan, he was just waiting for his clone, and now everything is ready.

"As ordered."

The nobles of the Blood Dynasty were thrilled, eagerly awaiting the day when a quasi-king would emerge, possessing two large runes, capable of challenging the royal city of Rodel and establishing a new dynasty.

"However, there is still a variable. You'd better tell me that Lienia has already started a war with the royal city."

"Yes, the two sides are currently clashing over the area around the elevator."

How intense was it?

"Anyway, they definitely can't help Galid. They're not bold enough to defend against the threat from the Yatan Plateau while also traveling to the southernmost point to provide support."

Having received an affirmative reply, Munger nodded and dispatched his clone to the surface.

Around the Lienia elevator.

Thick smoke billowed along the massive elevator shaft, pungent and acrid, obscuring even the distance, accompanied by the cracking sound of chains grinding together and sparks flying everywhere.

This was a smokescreen jointly deployed by both sides, which then formed a fire tornado.

The small detachments of the royal army attempting to conquer the Yatan Plateau needed to conceal their vision. They couldn't just openly appear under the aim of numerous crossbow bolts, lest they be riddled with bullets and killed on the spot.

same.

Commander Mugram decided to avoid direct confrontation, withdrawing the frontline troops from enemy attack range to provide cover.

As a result, the two sides fought fiercely, creating a thick cloud of smoke.

He boldly ordered, "Don't worry about visibility, attack relentlessly, with the determination to destroy the elevator!"

"Yes, General."

Mugram perked up whenever he heard this new title. He hadn't expected Frilian to so generously bestow the title of general upon the former Knight of Kalia before her departure, completely disregarding her complicated past—as long as she was useful, that was enough. When she went on her expedition to Galid, someone needed to manage and withstand the pressure at the front lines.

Princess Moon, as the heir to the throne, did not object. Clearly, the two allies placed high hopes on him and were determined not to let their lord down.

No matter what happens, the mission is to guard the area around the elevator.

Round after round of arrows flew toward the target, accompanied by the clanging and tinkling sounds of arrows amidst the thick smoke.

blocked.

The sound of shields clashing was all too familiar, but this was merely a harassment; the main event was yet to come: the trolls unleashed massive siege crossbow bolts—

With a loud bang, it flew out and crashed into the enemy ranks, creating a shockwave that sent blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"Very good, maintain coverage frequency."

The Lienian army, fighting on home ground, had no shortage of ammunition and seized every opportunity to unleash a barrage of fire, firmly trapping the enemy in the elevator area. Even as their bodies ached from drawing their bows, they dared not stop for a moment.

boom!

Suddenly, a tall tree guardian, under the cover of several Rodel knights, burst out of the smoke, his massive golden halberd thrusting straight at them.

They easily overwhelmed the front ranks of the Lienian army's knights, their momentum unstoppable.

His battle-hardened aura was awe-inspiring; he was probably among the elite guards of the Great Tree. With such a master about to break through, the consequences of disrupting the formation would be unimaginable.

Suddenly, with a crisp clang, Samir blocked the sweeping attack, followed by an ice storm rising beneath his feet.

The cold from the snowfield startled the warhorse, but fortunately the tree guardian grabbed the reins in time to prevent it from losing its balance.

However, the cavalry's proud charge was interrupted.

Don't underestimate this place.

Samir, the hero, sneered and beckoned to a fight. At the same time, the Black Knife Assassin had already joined the battle, repeatedly assassinating the royal army on the edge of the city, striking and retreating quickly, making full use of the assassin's advantages and avoiding direct confrontation.

On the other side, the forward formation, relieved of their worries, further contracted under Mugram's command, and would not be easily torn apart as before. Opportunities on the battlefield are fleeting.

The leading tree guard had to fight and retreat to maintain a solid line to avoid being targeted by concentrated fire.

Both sides played cautiously, trying to avoid large-scale losses.

Rodel's side feared that the Soul King, who had been rampaging across the land with his blessing, might launch a surprise attack, so they focused all their efforts on the central front.

We need to remain stable.

We must gradually wear down the enemy's strength, mainly depending on whether the progress in the Galid direction can cripple them. Furthermore, the Altan Plateau still faces a volcanic attack, at least keeping Markit from having to deal with his mortal enemy from the last war.

The conflict between the great serpent Raccard and everyone else runs too deep; they have to be wary of the enemy over there going mad.

Lienia, having the home advantage and with no scruples, used every trick in the book, from assassination to poisoning.

The result is the most important.

This is no longer the formidable Lienian army that Frilian personally led, but rather an army wholeheartedly defending itself and doing everything in its power to hold off Rodel's army.

His Majesty is not here, so I'll play for a while.

Mugram's steady approach put immense pressure on the Royal City.

It's too tough, really hard to crack. It's just like the counterattack on the volcano back then; the losses will probably be considerable.

After a failed raid, Rodel's army gradually withdrew, leaving behind a trail of corpses, rivers of blood, and devastation on both sides. And this would certainly not be the last time.

Many Lienian soldiers stared at the elevator with gritted teeth, wondering if they should just let these guys keep messing around.

"We need to change our strategy and prepare to blow it up."

"what?"

The officers were slightly taken aback upon hearing Mugram's cold-blooded assessment. Were you serious?

"At the very least, we need to make a gesture that could potentially blow up the elevator."

He added, "Otherwise, the enemy will launch repeated attacks with impunity, threatening the safety of the entire Lake District. If His Majesty's strategy is forced to fail, we will all be finished."

"But if it were really blown up, wouldn't it divide the central and southern parts of the border area?"

Some people looked uneasy.

The Black Knife Assassin rarely offered his opinion: "Don't hesitate. What we're doing is overthrowing the Golden Dynasty. Be prepared."

"Since you've put it that way, we really have nothing to say."

Samir, the hero, casually slung his scimitar over his shoulder and shrugged, indicating he didn't care. "You're something else," he thought. "When it comes to making a ruckus, who can match the commotion caused by you black-knife assassins?"

It's basically confirmed that this is unprecedented, and there will be others like her: Her Majesty Frilian, who will likely cause an even bigger uproar.

And now, with Mugram plotting some earth-shattering news, not wanting to be left behind, very well, working with you all is the best I can do for life. Either I'll be remembered as a loyal subject of the King of Elden for all eternity, or I'll be infamous as a sinner for all time.

Gamble!

The group exchanged glances, and finally nodded in agreement: they had to do whatever it took.

Mugram said firmly, "Before the expedition, Her Majesty told me to do everything in my power to protect Lienia, even at a great cost, and to avoid casualties... Perhaps she already knew that back then."

"We must aim for the elevator after all, without hesitation. For His Majesty, for the countless desires that yearn to save the borderlands."

"Destroy it now—"

At a single command, the entire Lienian army aimed their fire at the elevator, and the boulder swept through the air.

At first, the Wangcheng army thought they were taking advantage of the situation to pursue, but they found that the enemy was constantly piling up stones to firmly block the passage.

They weren't so ruthless as to blow it up directly, or there wasn't enough time. In any case, the rubble below was blocking the mechanism, so it could only make a creaking sound and couldn't move at all.

"We have no way out."

"The tree guardian murmured."

"Yes."

Mugram’s tone was like a pronouncement: “Your complete annihilation here will send a message to the Blessed King: Lienia is the land protected by the future King of Elden, and it cannot be violated. Blood debts must be repaid in blood.”

The two armies clashed in the elevator shaft, their battle cries deafening.

……

Galid.

A fragrant aroma of flowers wafted from the town of Seria, deep within the crimson, corrupt land, a scent that was refreshing and delightful.

The once dilapidated and decaying magic teaching place is now covered in flowers, with colorful petals fluttering and rising into the sky like silk. Some morning glory vines even climb up the house, intertwining to form three-dimensional flowers.

What comes into view is clearly a scene of new life.

His Majesty's magic represents new life and revival, a fact known to the Southern Army, but it seems to have become even stronger.

Edgar murmured, "It must be because he absorbed Guiol's runes."

indeed.

Upon hearing this, Melina nodded sincerely. She had indeed strengthened Frilian before, focusing on intelligence and faith as always, making her attributes completely specialize in the mage realm. Naturally, her magical effects would be superior, and she would be more adaptable to the borderlands at all times.

The Southern Army has been stationed there for two days.

During this period, not only were most of the minor damages repaired, but a large number of books from Magic Town were also compiled. Each book was invaluable, especially since it was inherited from the Eternal Dynasty.

Piles of books are being neatly arranged in the largest building, ready to be moved back as soon as the war ends.

Handing it over to the magic academy should yield unexpected benefits.

Moreover, it is well known that Frilian loves collecting books, so this can be seen as catering to her interests.

I can no longer see it.

To be precise, the silver-haired girl kneeling in meditation was covered in flowers, resembling a statue. If it weren't for the active magic, one would almost think she had died of old age.

call!