Frilian at Elden Ring

The two said goodbye to each other very decisively.

The next moment, Lani's figure disappeared, returning to the protection of the tower and the fortress, and the magic of the stronghold was running at full speed.

Her recent slumber was much more peaceful than before, after all, the Lienia region was no longer a mixed bag of Cuckoo Knights, academics, and other factions, but was now guarded by a united front of allies.

Moreover, the Soul King's ability to teleport at any time and place is too intimidating, and the Shadow Beasts in the shadows have actually lost most of their power and dare not launch a large-scale attack.

Seeing its master asleep, the Radiant Stone Dragon immediately flapped its wings and flew away, feeling uncomfortable staying with this silver-haired, long-eared creature.

You are the dragon, even more of a dragon than me.

Frilian, who remained where she was, glanced at Iggy and asked:

"I've heard about Lord Jelian and Teacher Serian. What do you think?"

The mountain demon paused for a moment, then replied seriously, "It's an old matter. Since he's let it go, I have no need to pursue it further. Now that we're all working towards the same goal, there's no need to create unpleasantness. Your Majesty, many of the so-called witch's calamities are fabricated by the academics, and I will be re-editing this part of the records."

clever.

He kicked away the past conflicts and even re-evaluated Seren's witch-like actions back then, giving his disciple plenty of face.

Frillie, who was being convoluted, didn't really care, so she nodded and made a move to leave.

"Your Highness's goal is to escape the pursuit of Two-Fingers, is that too vague?"

Suddenly, Igi asked a question.

"Of course it's vague. I can't see any plans after killing Twofinger. The wise man who orchestrated the Night of the Black Knife should have been more proactive."

“Because we couldn’t think about so much when we were struggling to even survive, it’s different now, Your Majesty. You have brought possibilities. I will advise Your Highness to consider the divine position more. Perhaps the two of you really are capable.”

"I don't know enough about the god-king system in the border region, so I can't give you any guarantees."

"It's alright, I just wanted you to remember this matter. In time, when you reach the deepest part of the Golden Tree, please consider taking charge together with His Highness."

Frillie nodded slightly and then stepped forward to bestow blessings.

The mountain demon strategist, who remained in place, pondered, still unable to fathom the Soul King's attitude, and seemingly unconcerned about the final objective.

Her primary goal is to restore the borderlands, and becoming the Queen of Elden is a response to the expectations of her subordinates. Therefore, she is not in a hurry to enter the Golden Tree and has publicly stated that she will first investigate the past.

Once the Soul King conquers all directions and repairs the long-standing calamities, who dares to say he is not the King of Elden?

They're practically uncrowned kings now.

"Since neither of them is in a hurry, you shouldn't think about it too much."

Only after Frilian left did Servis dare to show himself, and his first words were sarcastic.

"indeed."

There's no need to bother with this kind of person. Since the matter has been brought to Naiji, I'll leave now and continue reviewing the documents about the Eternal Dynasty.

...Meanwhile, at the main entrance of the magic academy.

Upon hearing that His Majesty was about to return after a long absence, everyone decorated the house with lanterns and colorful streamers, and made a great commotion with gongs and drums, resembling a festival celebration. This was not only to symbolize the triumphant return, but also to express their excitement at surviving the attack of the royal army.

Even now, thinking back on it, I still feel lingering fear.

If Prince Cifu had been willing to gamble and launch a reckless attack, they probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it, and the southern territory would have been attacked from both sides, leading to a chain reaction of defeats.

War always involves many factors, and in any case, they won the victory.

"somebody is coming."

Upon hearing the greeting, Mugram looked around and saw a small team. Among them was an old acquaintance, Edgar, and the other was probably Lord Hyde.

They arrived a step ahead of schedule as agreed, because Frilian had ordered in her letter that "everyone meet and talk" at the magic academy on the front lines, which was not at all like Her Majesty's style.

She would usually give the order, "Everyone, hurry up and finish this research."

She actually thought of reconciling the factions in the three regions under her command? Even if she did think of it, she was too lazy to do it. In terms of political affairs, she was a classic lazy person who wouldn't understand unless she was encouraged.

The real organizer should be the witch Melina.

Knowing that this was the Soul King's most trusted confidant's scheme, we naturally had to take it seriously and deal with it diligently.

Despite having many high-ranking officials under Frilian's command, such as knights, lords, and professors, the only one who truly holds the "right to report in real time" is the witch of the Faded Ones. In practice, distance is far more important than status when it comes to reporting, so if it is she who has spoken, it must be important.

In short, everyone solemnly arranged the welcoming ceremony.

As for when Frillie will arrive? Anyway, we can't get in touch with her, so we'll just have to wait.

The first batch arrived.

Seren introduced himself, "I met His Excellency the Lord and His Excellency the General when I was researching in Stoneville. His Excellency Mugram, their deeds are quite numerous..."

As one of the few people who have worked in both places, I naturally have to shoulder the responsibility of being a bridge for communication.

However, a short while later, an unpleasant figure appeared.

Lord Jellian of Red Lion City arrived in a leisurely manner. The man who had hunted the witch stared at her from afar, and there was an unavoidable tension between them.

What a tragic fate!

Those around them noticed the hostility between Jeremy and Serena and quickly changed the subject to smooth things over.

Everyone present was an exceptional individual, and their negotiation skills were more than sufficient. The atmosphere eased with lighthearted conversation. Since that was the case, the two pretended not to see each other, maintaining a basic level of peace.

For Frillie's sake.

The most active one was Hyde, who cracked jokes and jokes. He didn't know the most people, but he was the most efficient communicator and quickly became familiar with everyone.

Seeing is believing, no wonder he became an angel investor in Soul King.

It's fortunate she's this enthusiastic and energetic type; otherwise, most people would only see Frillie's aloof side, only discovering her genuine care once they get to know her. She just lacks emotional expression; one needs a discerning eye to recognize her true nature.

Mugram asked, "Lord Hyde, where is His Majesty?"

"After arranging Galid's basic work, I went to the Round Table Hall. According to the Faded Ones, a victory banquet was held, but His Majesty was later teleported elsewhere."

"Then I guess it should be Kalia Fortress."

Everyone agreed, because Lani had mentioned giving a royal collection item as a gift, and Frilian wouldn't miss that opportunity.

hum!

Suddenly, the blessing point at the academy gate flashed with light, revealing a familiar figure.

A girl with twin ponytails, adorned with two Ionian flower ornaments, wore light white travel clothes and swung her arms lightly, appearing relaxed. Clearly, there was good news; unlike her usual cautious demeanor while holding a staff, a closer look revealed an even greater imposing presence.

With the combined power of multiple runes, plus the runes that appeared after Rataen's fall being absorbed and strengthened, this body is even more powerful.

The stargazers themselves are already top-tier heroes.

The changes are too great.

It's equivalent to the strongest demigod, Rataen, transferring all the runes he had accumulated to Soul King in one go, thereby comprehensively amplifying his attributes. No wonder his aura is so different from before; he truly deserves to be called the new strongest demigod.

"It seems everyone just arrived."

Frillie smiled faintly: "It's been a long time since I've been to the magic academy."

She looked around and found the magic was becoming brighter.

The barrier was reinforced and the damage caused by the previous war was fully repaired, giving it a brand-new look.

Seren replied, "The Magic Craft Laboratory is in charge of the new round of reinforcements. Originally, we were prepared to retreat to the academy. My disciple, you are now looking at the fortress."

"Thank you for your hard work, especially Mugram."

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

"Since everyone is here, I've gathered you all here for one more reason: my blessing has also become stronger."

Before she finished speaking, Frilian held up two large runes with both hands, overlapping them and suddenly emitting a warm golden light. They then rose into the air as if echoing the golden tree on the Altan Plateau, and then scattered golden dewdrops.

A gentle breeze carries a refreshing fragrance, seemingly blending with the Soul King's famous Flower Field Magic, spreading the essence of life here.

When the earth is bathed in water, plants and trees grow.

If it falls into the lake, the spring water will be sweet.

People instinctively reach out to catch it and feel a surge of energy flowing into their bodies, making their limbs and bones leap with joy.

After years of tireless efforts, the necrosis within Frilian's territory has been largely cured, and now she is going a step further by bestowing blessings, with an all-encompassing light radiating outwards, clearly visible from miles away.

"No wonder they say two large runes are enough to at least repair a magic ring; their resonance effect is extraordinary..."

As the caster, she sensed it most clearly; the power was almost boundless.

Add fuel to the fire!

He decided to further infuse the light with magic to unleash its power, even activating his own inherent attributes. Sure enough, the pillar of light sprouted branches, and the blessed dew, which had been falling gently, began to cascade down. It nourished everything silently, filled with a compassionate and gentle healing.

Its height surpasses even the highest pavilion of the magic academy, reaching straight to the plateau, as if questioning the decaying outskirts of Rodel, who now truly restores the four directions.

"This is the blessing of the Soul King, praise Your Majesty."

“It’s even better than the last blessing; I almost thought I had returned to the Age of Abundance.”

Many wept with joy, never expecting that a bygone era, long forgotten and buried in memory, would return. Indeed, glory would return, and under Her Majesty Frilian's leadership.

The cheers reached the heavens.

The creatures around Lienia instinctively gravitated toward the academy, much like how a blessing once commanded a hundred responses.

The Knights of Rodel, atop the Altar Plateau, stood motionless, gazing intently at the surging light of the blessing. How should they respond? If not for their unwavering faith, they would have begun to doubt themselves. Yet, many of the Golden People still shone with admiration in their eyes.

As the retreating troops approached the city wall, Mengget reached out and caught a ray of golden light.

call!

Unfortunately, it disappeared as soon as the wind blew it away.

The distance from the lake caused the blessing energy to weaken, but even so, it still achieved a divine feat, a unique achievement belonging to the Soul King.

“A true king who can bestow blessings has appeared. The impact of this scene on Rodel today is probably no less than that of an attack by a royal coalition.”

He sighed deeply: "We must be on high alert and strengthen our defenses."

Compared to the complex emotions of the people in the royal city, the students of the academy were naturally overjoyed and cheered, even singing songs.

If it was an honor for His Majesty to become the strongest demigod, then now we share both honor and disgrace, and are all equal to the Golden People blessed by Frilian.

Although it is not as prosperous as the golden age of the dynasty, hope is the most precious thing.

There is hope.